of her life leaving her panting and boneless.
Thankfully, they were there, carrying her out of the dining room and into her bedroom. They both joined her on the bed, Kaden crawling over her. At some point he had disrobed, his naked body sliding sensually against hers.
Although she was still reeling from the shock of so much pleasure, Bristol wanted more. She needed to feel them inside her. One, both, she didn’t care as long as neither one of them left her.
Kaden was watching her, his eyes roaming over her face as though he was attempting to read her mind. She could’ve told him she only had one thing on it and that was to have him inside her. Now.
But she refrained from speaking. There was something else in those blue-gray eyes, something that sent a chill down her spine. He looked … not exactly happy despite the desire she could feel coming off him in waves.
Was he angry? Had she done something wrong?
Her nerves began to jangle wildly, insecurity threatening to choke her. Before she could ask him what was wrong, Keegan finally joined them, sliding onto the mattress beside her. With firm fingers, he turned her head to face him, his lips gentle as they fused to hers. It was during that passionate exploratory kiss that Kaden slid deep inside her. He went slow, giving her body time to adjust. All her nerve endings came alive when he began rolling his hips, penetrating her slow and deep. All the while, Keegan continued to kiss her.
Within minutes, she was once again riding that sensual high, hanging on by her fingernails as Kaden’s deep, rhythmic thrusts took her to the edge again. Her whimpers were muted, but they both seemed to understand what she needed because Kaden didn’t stop; he continued to make love to her until there was no turning back.
Bristol tore her mouth from Keegan’s as she cried out in sheer ecstasy, the orgasm coursing through her in a blaze of warmth followed quickly by Kaden’s deep, rumbling groan.
But they weren’t finished, nor was she.
Keegan traded places with Kaden, taking up position between her thighs. Bristol stared up at him, maintaining eye contact as he pushed inside her. She could see the strain on his face, knew he was holding back.
Bristol pulled her knees toward her chest, changing the angle of penetration, allowing him to go in impossibly deep. She saw the way his eyes glazed, hooded as he watched her face, never looking away.
She reached for him, sliding her left hand over his thigh while using her right to grip Kaden’s arm, anchoring herself between them as Keegan began to thrust into her. There was no lovemaking this time. He drove into her hard, fast. How he knew what she needed, Bristol wasn’t sure, but she didn’t question it. She gave herself over to the intensity.
“Keegan…” She was so close, and she wasn’t sure she was going to survive it this time. It was too intense, too—
Bristol screamed out his name, her head falling back as her body tightened and then shattered once more.
Some time later, she didn’t know when, Bristol awoke in her darkened bedroom. She was between them, her head on one shoulder, another spooned behind her. She tried to listen to them breathing, to see if she could determine who was who, but in this state, they were identical. She had no idea which was Kaden or which was Keegan. She could’ve let her hands roam, find those various scars that told her who was who, but it didn’t matter. They were here with her. Both of them.
For the first time in her life, Bristol felt safe, cherished.
And irrevocably changed.
Try as she might, she hadn’t been able to avoid it. Years had passed while she had kept her distance, but it hadn’t mattered. It had all been wasted time because she had fallen anyway.
She was in love with Kaden and Keegan, and she knew that hiding it from anyone was going to become infinitely harder, but she wasn’t ready for anyone to find out.
Not yet.
Not until she had a plausible explanation, one that wouldn’t make her fodder for the gossip mill.
Until then, she wanted to keep it just between them.
*
Kaden heard Bristol’s breathing change, knew she was awake.
He shifted closer, his hand sliding up to cup her breast as he remained on his side, facing her.
Her soft murmur was both sweet and sexy, a bit of encouragement as he drew her closer.
When she leaned toward