Page 97 of Undone

God, I hate when he calls me that—but god, his hands feel so good.

Toren’s hand slips down my stomach, into my sleep shorts, and presses lightly at first.

“Oh, doll, you’re so swollen.” He chuckles, opening my hips and maneuvering my leg up over his massive thigh to spread me wider. “Let me take care of you. Relax.”

I’m so relaxed I’m worried I’ll melt between his fingers, slip through the bed into the floor.

“Close your eyes,” he whispers, mouth now perfectly aligned with my ear, sending constant shivers down my spine. “Tell me, Lily, what were you thinking that got you so hot you were aching and came to find me, hmm?”

“Tor—”

“Or were you trying to find Holden? Hmm.”

My eyes roll back because my head is too imaginative, and just the mention of him has a different image flashing in my mind.

“Blushing at the mere mention of Holden, hmm? Really, doll?”

“I didn’t—”

“Shh.” He sinks a finger into my pussy, the sound just as obscene as his words. “So dirty, Little LaBlanc. Imagining me and Holden together. Hmm?”

My fantasies are so real that if I close my eyes I can see Holden’s towering big body behind him, arrowing Toren’s head to kiss and bite at his lips. All aggressive and male and so beautiful, I moan again.

“Was it thinking about me and him with you? Do you want us both to touch you? Or do you want to watch him touch me?”

The image grows, of all that golden skin and muscle, glistening in the low lamp of my bedroom, the two hockey players larger than life as they press and kiss and fight for dominance. Toren always wins, he controls everything, and I know he’d control that too.

“B-both,” I barely squeak out, my voice breathy and high and mingled with soft cries.

“Greedy fucking girl.” His hand smacks me lightly right across my pussy, not hard enough to hurt me, but he has the wherewithal to cover my mouth for the loud noise that bursts from me. Somehow controlling my mouth and my body, which bucks wildly beneath his strength.

“I would never share you,” he whispers, half threat, half promise, into my ear, licking a path down my neck. “You’re a needy brat, but I know how to take care of you, don’t I? I always have. I always will.”

Toren bites down on my shoulder but soothes the sting quickly with his tongue, as the heel of his palm circles hard around my clit once more, before his fingers plunge into me.

“I’m gonna come,” I whimper, and he chuckles before layering my neck with kisses I know will mark me—but no more than the mark he’s left inside me. He’s so deep in my skin, I worry I’ll never get him out.

“Fuck—”

It’s not Toren’s voice, and my entire body seizes up, the thing that I was chasing, that wave almost in reach, disappears.

“Fuck— I’m sorry, Tor,” Holden says. I hadn’t even heard the door open, had barely spared a thought to Holden coming back at all, let alone this soon. “I’ll just—”

“Stay,” Toren commands, low and sultry. His voice feels like hot honey dripping down my spine, making my body arch on instinct.

Toren dips his head back down to mine, his mouth at my ear. “Goddamn it, Lily—you just squeezed the life out of my fingers.” He presses a kiss to my temple and drops his voice low. “I’ll tell him to leave if you want me to, Lil. Just say the word.”

A strangled sound works out of my throat, still under Toren’s tattooed grip.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, kissing my lips and pushing up slightly, keeping me tightly in position beneath him.

With the way that I’m lying, Holden can only see my shoulder, down to the curve of my hip, Toren’s body hiding the majority of me. I can tilt my head slightly back and to the side to see him. His mouth is slightly parted, pulling at the tape there, eyes locked on mine.

“Come here.”

Confusion stirs my already pleasure-addled brain. Come where? I’m literally trapped in his grip, splayed open on his hand. But when a shadow hovers over me, I realize it’s Holden he was commanding.

And then, Toren’s other hand lifts to Holden’s chin, their eyes locked for a long moment before he turns Holden’s head to me. “She doesn’t tend to stay still. Can you keep her open for me, pup?”