He groaned, a strangled sound. I saw the torment in his gaze, knew he was holding back.
“You’re what I want,” I assured him. “What I need. Love me, Dante.”
Dante remained where he was, settled deep inside me. “You’re so tight, so wet.”
The bed shifted and I realized Isaac had joined us, laid out, fully dressed beside us. Absently, I reached for his hand. He twined his fingers with mine, but he moved toward Dante, reaching for him, pulling him close until their mouths melded together.
And that was a sight. These two ridiculously hot men kissing… I couldn’t look away.
“Fuck her,” Isaac commanded, his words so low I could barely hear them. “I want to watch, Dante.” Isaac kissed him again, dragging a strangled groan from Dante. “I need this as much as you do.”
Though it was obviously meant to reassure Dante, I got the feeling it was the truth. Isaac wasn’t the sort to show his emotions, but I’d sensed his need for Dante. They hadn’t pursued anything, from what I knew, but it was only a matter of time.
Dante’s hips retreated, then pushed forward, his attention returning to me. It was then I saw him, the clouds in his eyes dissipating. The man I’d come to love in our own way was there with me, deep inside me.
He took my other hand, threaded our fingers together as he began a rhythmic bump and grind, his movements in perfect time with my body. As he drove me higher, my back bowed, changing the angle, my body taking him deeper. He groaned, then let himself go, driving into me, his breath warm on my flesh as he buried his face in my neck.
“Dante … God, yes. You feel so good.” Better than good. It was more than I expected, everything I needed.
He released my hand, his arms sliding under me, holding me to him as he took from me all that I’d always wanted to give him. I released Isaac’s hand, giving myself to Dante, holding on to him as he pushed me right to the precipice.
My body tensed, the electricity building in my core, radiating outward until I could no longer control it.
“I’m coming, Dante… Oh, God…” I shattered.
Dante let me ride out my orgasm before he slammed into me again and again. This time I waited him out, allowing the sensations to build once more. When he let go, I did, too.
Suddenly his warmth was gone, and I felt the chill deep in my bones. His absence bothered me, even as he disappeared into the bathroom. I stared at the empty space, willing him to come back, not wanting him to leave me, to put distance between us.
When he returned, he crawled into the bed, spooned behind me, and held me. Isaac kissed my lips before slipping out of the room.
The next three hours—before I slipped out of the house with Isaac for the afternoon—I spent in Dante’s arms, deep in a sated, dreamless sleep.
Heaven
Homework sucked.
Well, technically, it was schoolwork that, since I took online classes, was done at home.
Still, it sucked.
But it was done for the week and just in time for me to cook dinner. The house was quiet, had been since everyone vacated a few hours ago. I hadn’t seen Dante since he’d gone to his room right after breakfast, hoped he was getting some rest.
With my headphones still in, I danced around the kitchen, enjoying the solitude as I worked. I made baked chicken with mashed potatoes and green peas. Taking into account Everly was vegetarian, I baked her a potato, added some broccoli I steamed in the microwave, and tossed on some melted cheddar. For some reason, the girl loved that dish.
I set the chicken on the stove, grabbing the plates so I could dish it up. I turned, squealed, jerking my earphones from my ears. There, watching me from a safe distance, was Ian, Everly, and Isaac. All three with amused smirks on their faces.
Thanks to my headphones, I hadn’t heard them come home.
“What? I like to listen to music while I cook.”
“It’s true,” Everly agreed. “She does. She also likes to dance.”
“Go get settled,” I told them, pointing toward the dining room. “I’ll bring it along in a second.”
Dante appeared, his eyes scanning the room. He glanced at me, over to the other three, then back. “You were dancing, weren’t you?”
“I was,” I snipped.
He laughed, then grabbed drinks and went into the dining room with the others.
I smiled to myself, enjoying the fact that I’d made them all smile. It was my goal in life.
Not to mention, it made me feel a bit better about the situation. While I had enjoyed what had happened with Isaac earlier, it weirded me out. Probably because I was more of a one-man woman, and this situation was growing more intense with every passing minute.
