Page 179 of Infernal Secrets

When Ash slid fully inside me and let out a deep groan, my worries melted away as the pleasure of him filling me took over.

He brushed his lips against the inside of my knee while lifting my leg to hook over his arm, tilting my hips until he found that magical spot inside me that made my eyes roll back.

“I love how well you take me.” He scraped his teeth over the skin of my leg as he withdrew, then rolled his hips and slid home again. “Made for me.”

I reached above my head, grasping for something to hold as he increased his pace, driving me up the bed. “Feels good,” I said, my breath coming faster.

I couldn’t form words to tell him how I felt with the onslaught of emotions washing over me. Euphoria, pleasure, and… something else. Something bitter enough to drag me out of the haze of lust I’d fallen under.

That’s when I smelled the woody, spicy scent of mahogany, black teakwood, and lavender. Ezra.

“What was that?” Ash bent forward, bracing a hand beside me.

I hadn’t realized I’d said Ezra’s name out loud. “Nothing.” I turned my head as Ash lowered to kiss my neck and shoulder, sucking in a sharp breath at what I saw.

Standing just inside the room, Ezra watched us with hooded eyes.

“Fuck,” Ash grunted. “Keep squeezing me like that and I won’t last.”

Ezra’s fists clenched at his side when Ash revealed I’d responded to his presence.

I thought he’d leave after walking in on us, but he didn’t. He stood there—eyes locked on mine. The clinical detachment and cold, soul-assessing gaze he often displayed had vanished. In his ice-blue eyes, I saw the silent hunger our sex ignited, but I wasn’t foolish enough to think it meant anything deeper.

I cried out, throwing my head back when Ash shifted and put my legs over his shoulders, driving into me hard enough to make me see stars. He wasn’t rough—his cock was just that big.

“Too much?”

“No.” I groaned low and long when he rolled his hips. “Doesn’t hurt.”

“See?” He looked down at me, grinning. My heart tightened at the joy on his face. “Made for me.”

My gaze slid to the door again, and Ash followed suit.

He stilled inside me, chest heaving. His worried eyes met mine as he lowered my legs to the bed. “Should I make him leave?”

“What?” My voice sounded a little frantic. I expected Ash to curse Ezra out and make him leave, but he seemed unsure whether Ezra should stay.

Ash bent, kissing across my breasts and swirling his tongue around my nipple. “Look at him,” he murmured, breath hot against my damp skin.

When I caught Ezra’s stare again, my insides clenched around Ash’s cock.

Ash’s deep chuckle made me shiver. “You want him to watch?” He pulled my nipple and piercing into his mouth, drawing a moan from me before releasing it with a loud pop. “Or leave?” He braced himself on one hand, looking down at me, tracing his fingers over the valley between my breasts. “Your body says yes, but I need to know you’re okay.”

My head rolled to the side, meeting Ezra’s stare.

His nostrils flared, and I whimpered, certain he was breathing in my scent.

Wrapping my legs around Ash’s hips, I pressed my heels into his backside, urging him to move. I wasn’t sure I could say the words, but I wanted Ezra to watch—wanted him to see Ash take me apart.

I wasn’t an exhibitionist, but seeing something other than Ezra’s cold detachment made me want more. He always looked so controlled, yet with the tables turned, I held the power.

Ash lowered until his cheek brushed mine to whisper, “He wants you too.”

I whined, unable to stop the sound from escaping. I’d never whined before. “How are you okay with this?”

His lips brushed my ear. “Because if you belong to us both, I have no right to keep you from him.” His hand ran along my side to grip my hip, and he gave a languid thrust that made me tremble. “I feel better knowing it’s my brother and not a stranger. Now, do you want him to watch or not? Because I’m at my limit.”

“I want him to stay,” I mumbled low enough for Ash to hear.