Page 95 of Jax & Knox

I walk into the bedroom, where Jax and Knox are already waiting.

"Come here," Jax says, his voice low.

I go to him, and he pulls me into his arms, kissing me deeply. His hands are everywhere, my hair, my face, my waist, and I melt into him.

Knox is behind me, his hands sliding up my sides, pulling my shirt over my head.

"You were perfect tonight," Knox murmurs against my neck.

"So fucking perfect," Jax agrees, his hands cupping my face.

They undress me slowly, reverently, their hands and mouths worshiping every inch of my skin.

"You're ours," Jax whispers. "Forever."

"Forever," I echo, my voice breaking.

They lay me down on the bed, and Knox settles between my thighs, his mouth finding my pussy.

I gasp, my hands fisting in the sheets.

"That's it, baby," Jax murmurs, his hand stroking my hair. "Let us take care of you."

Knox's tongue is slow and deliberate, teasing me until I'm trembling.

"Please," I beg.

"Please what?" Knox asks, his voice muffled against my skin.

"Please fuck me."

He pulls back and positions himself at my entrance, sliding inside me slowly.

I cry out, my back arching off the bed.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Knox groans, starting to move.

Jax's mouth is on mine, swallowing my moans.

"You're ours," Knox says, his voice rough. "Say it."

"I'm yours," I gasp.

"Again."

"I'm yours. Both of yours."

"Damn right you are," Jax says, his hand sliding down to my clit.

I come hard, my body convulsing around Knox.

He follows me over the edge, spilling inside me with a groan.

When he pulls out, Jax takes his place, sliding into me before I've even caught my breath.

"My turn," he says, grinning.

He fucks me slow and deep, his eyes locked on mine.