Page 47 of Shared by my Ex’s Best Friends (Twisted Desires #2)

“You’re still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmurs, his voice low and scratchy, like gravel and honey. “Even like this. Especially like this.”

I laugh softly, my hand brushing through his hair, but the sound turns into a gasp when Liam’s fingers find the waistband of my shorts, slow and unhurried.

His hand settles on my hip, his thumb stroking small, measured circles that make my skin burn.

“You always forget what you do to us,” Liam says, his voice husky. “But we never do.”

There’s adoration in their touch, even in the hunger. Like rediscovery. Like worship. Like coming home after a long journey to find the fire still burning.

Jake’s mouth trails down my collarbone, teeth grazing gently before he draws the skin between his lips. My back arches just slightly, drawn toward him like tide to moon.

Ethan’s fingers drift higher, featherlight and insistent, slipping beneath the curve of my breast.

“God, you’re unreal,” he breathes, kissing the corner of my jaw. “Do you know that?”

I shake my head, lost in them, in this —this slow unfurling of love and heat and memory.

Liam’s lips find the inside of my knee, and I shiver as he kisses upward, inch by inch. He moves like he’s in no rush. Like he wants to taste every heartbeat.

The room becomes a cocoon—quiet but pulsing with something louder than words. Fingers tangle in hair. A gasp is swallowed by a kiss. Skin meets skin with that electric, aching familiarity.

There’s no fumbling. No guessing. Just knowing. Just us.

It’s not rushed. Even when the need spikes—hot and immediate—there’s time. There’s care in every movement, in every name whispered like a prayer.

Jake presses his forehead to mine when I tremble. Ethan’s hand cups the back of my neck like I might float away. Liam murmurs soft words against my thigh.

We build slowly, breath by breath, until everything breaks open—bright and burning and unspoken.

When we finally settle, it’s with the kind of softness that only comes after being fully seen. Fully loved.

I’m stretched out between them, limbs heavy with the weight of exhaustion and joy. My skin sticks to theirs in the best way, slick with sweat and still-glowing warmth. Jake lies on his back, arm tucked beneath his head, his other hand drifting up and down my thigh in slow, idle strokes.

He grins up at the ceiling like he’s found some secret of the universe in our breathing.

“Damn,” he says softly. “I really love this life.”

Ethan hums beside me, his thumb brushing slow circles over the inside of my wrist. He leans in and kisses my temple, lips lingering like a seal.

“You okay?” he murmurs.

I nod, smiling into his touch. “More than okay.”

Liam doesn’t speak, not right away.

He’s curled against my side now, one hand draped possessively over my hip, the other arm reaching up to lace his fingers with mine. His eyes are half-shut, his breath evening out, but there’s a tiny smile playing on his lips.

“You don’t even know what you do to us,” he whispers, voice thick with sleep. “What you are to us.”

I kiss the back of his hand, let it rest over my chest.

I look at them. All of them. Ethan’s steady warmth. Jake’s golden grin. Liam’s quiet intensity.

And something inside me settles. Completely.

This is it.

This is everything.

A full heart.

A full home.

And a love that’s mine—multiplied by three.

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I never thought I’d auction my v-card to survive. Now I’m snowed in with three mountain men who want more than my innocence.

The underground auction was my escape plan. Instead, it landed me in the arms of three rugged, commanding brothers with eyes that see too much and hands that leave me trembling.

Two months in their remote cabin: that was the deal. Fulfill their terms, take the money and start over. Simple.

What I didn't plan for was them :

Lucas is dark and intense, a leader whose control leaves me breathless—and wanting more. Bryce is playful and warm, but his charm hides a dangerous edge. Owen is quiet yet fiercely protective, his gaze stripping me bare in ways I can’t resist.

The lines between obligation and desire blur as these men claim more than my heart and body. They want all of me.

But when my past resurfaces, threatening everything, will they still stand by me? Or will my secrets shatter everything we've built?