Page 246 of Blackwood

“Good,” she winks and wraps her lips back around me just as Lex pushes one finger deeper inside. I hiss. Another joins, stretching me further. And then, with one brutal, perfect thrust, he buries himself deep inside me until I’m so full of him that I might burst.

“Fuck,” I growl, voice strangled.

“That’s it, Cade,” he grits, his voice rough as gravel. “Feel me. Take me. You’re mine now. Both of you. Mine.”

Then he starts to move, slow at first, dragging out each thrust like he wants to memorize the sound it pulls from my throat. The pressure builds with every push, every grind of his hips. The heat of his skin, the slight burn as he moves deeper, the rasp of his breath on my neck, the faint tremor in his hands… It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

Bella moans around me—like the sound of his voice does something to her too—and I lose focus. The pleasure ricochets from her mouth to his hips to every inch of me like I’ve been lit from within.

Lex leans forward, his chest pressed against my back, his teeth grazing my ear. “You feel that, Cade?” he rasps, voice breaking on a groan. “That’s what it means to be ours. Every inch of me, inside you, inside her. That’s what we are. One.”

He thrusts harder now. Faster, deeper, each movement rougher than the last until I can’t tell where his rhythm ends and mine begins. The sounds blur—his growl, her moans, each of their names falling from my lips.

“God, Lex…” I choke out.

He bites down on my shoulder just as he slams into me again. “Come for us,” he growls. “Right down our girl’s throat while I fill your ass up, Cade. Right fucking now, baby.”

Baby, that fucking word. That’s all it takes. I come undone with a shattered groan, hips jerking forward into Bella’s waiting mouth, Lex’s cock slamming deep one final time as he spills inside of me.

We all stay there frozen in that moment. Water cascading down. Steam rising. My body held between the two people I love more than anything in the world. There’s no beginning or end. Just breath and heat and skin, the three of us tangled in something that feels infinite.

In this moment, we’re not separate. We’re not broken. We’re one.

We step out of the shower, dripping and breathless, steam still curling in the air like smoke after a storm. Towels hang forgotten. None of us rush. There’s no shame left between us. Just skin, trust, and the kind of peace you only get after breaking apart together.

Bella reaches for her pants, still pooled on the floor near the vanity. She bends to dig through the pocket.

SMACK

Lex’s palm connects with her bare ass, sharp and playful.

“Jesus,” she mutters, half laughing as she shoots him a look over her shoulder.

I grab a towel and run it through my hair. “You ever not grab her ass, babe?”

“Nope,” Lex replies casually, already reaching for his own towel.

Bella pulls her phone from the pocket of her pants, screen lighting up in her hand. But then she stops. Her entire body stills. Her smile fades as her grip tightens.

“What is it?” I ask, stepping forward.

She doesn’t speak. Just stares at the screen.

“Baby?” Lex says, voice suddenly flat. “Who is it?”

Bella’s face pales as she scrolls, then turns the screen toward me, her fingers gripping it tight. She swallows hard, eyes darting toward the door like she’s expecting a shadow to move.

“We need to call Knox. Now.”

@LucaWasHere

So bold of you—unchained, untamed.

Letting Lexie and Whitmore stake their claim.

Looks like Vince lit up like a birthday spark.

Fitting for a girl who forgets the dark.