Slade’s hand left her breast and trailed down to her clit, gently pressing. Hannah’s eyes widened. Her breathing shallowed.
“Please.” She spoke the one plea Dex couldn’t refuse.
Slade smiled. “Her clit is hard and so wet.”
“And she’s clamping down on me. I don’t know how long I can hold out.” Dex withdrew almost entirely, then thrust back in.
The walls of her pu**y sucked at him, clung, shoving him ever closer to release. He set a gentle pace, unwilling to let himself go just yet, though every muscle of his body screamed at him to f**k her until neither one could see straight. Instead, he eased in and out, so slowly that his eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head from the pleasure. Damn it, he was close. His spine was tingling. His balls drew up.
“Hannah, darlin’, come for me.”
“For us,” Slade whispered, his fingers continuing to circle her clit. “Now, baby.” Dex pressed up, his c**k as deep in Hannah’s body as he could go. She clutched at him, her nails digging into his arms. He welcomed that bite of pain. He loved Hannah submissive, but this time he wanted her wild.
He got his wish when he poured everything he had, that he was, into each and every stroke, sliding in and up with a slow force that had her wrapping her legs around him. Then she clawed at Slade, who took her mouth in another fierce kiss and swallowed her whimpers. Dex gripped her hips and shoved in again. But deeper wasn’t deep enough for him. Never would be. She took him completely, passing her passion onto Slade through their frantic joining of lips.
God, desire had never seared Dex so much that the pleasure was its own kind of pain. He and Slade had shared women—lots of them. He’d never felt this urge to keep one close forever.
Nothing had ever felt so right. He’d never felt so…complete.
She pushed up against him, fighting for her pleasure. As her pu**y gripped him in rapid pulses, she cried out, her face contorting beautifully as she looked up at Slade as if silently begging for mercy. His brother had none, rubbing her clit in an insistent rhythm. Neither did Dex as he pounded her like a piston. She screamed and clenched down on him like she never wanted to let him go.
Fuck, it was coming. He was coming. And he couldn’t wait another second.
Dex plunged in again and let himself go. A shout tore from his chest. His back bowed as every drop of come erupted from his body with unstoppable force. The orgasm felt like it went on forever.
Finally sated, his shaking arms gave way, and he collapsed onto Hannah, utterly surrounded by her softness. Dex rested his head against her breast, listening as her heartbeat gradually slowed. She smoothed back his hair. This was what he’d longed for all of his freaking life.
Unconditional acceptance, peace. Love.
“Would you really have let me go home?” Hannah’s voice was breathless.
Slade chuckled. “Yes. We would have let you go home, but you would have taken two bodyguards with you.”
Dex smiled. Hannah’s nipple stood all pretty and pink, inches from his mouth. He lifted up long enough to kiss it. “Exactly. If you went home, you had to accept the protection we gave you. But that deal isn’t available anymore. You’re staying with us, Hannah. There’s no going back.”
She continued to stroke his hair, and he had to bite back a satisfied groan. He was the Master, but right now, she was the one with all the power.
“I realize that. I was just surprised that you’d let me go home with two men…wait, you were going to be my bodyguards, weren’t you?”
Dex looked up, and she wore the cutest pout on her face. He grinned at Slade. “She’s a smart one.”
Slade nodded. “We had already cleared our schedules.”
“You two move fast,” Hannah groused. “You had a plan in place before I even walked out of the room.”
“We had to. We’ll never take chances where you’re concerned.” Dex rolled off her and quickly disposed of the condom. She didn’t need to get crushed under his weight. And he had the feeling his brother was about to stake his claim in a far more physical way.
“Before you say anything else, I need to tell you something,” Hannah said, sitting up in the middle of the bed cross-legged. Her blonde hair fell in loose curls around her shoulders, cascading down her arms. He’d thought she was beautiful before, but sitting here, naked, her skin glowing, she was nothing short of a goddess.
“What is it, baby? We’ll always listen.” Slade sat up behind her, cupping her shoulders and angling her to face him.
She hesitated, as if uncertain how to proceed. “I love you both. You know that. But…I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have feelings for Gavin, too. I don’t really know how this kind of relationship works. Or how you want it to work. I won’t jeopardize what we have. I promise. But I want to be honest.”
Dex shared a long look with Slade. Despite the differences he and Gavin had, Dex didn’t want to lose his brother. And he feared he was. But Gavin belonged with them—and with Hannah.
Dex had only briefly known the Gavin who existed before Nikki’s death. He’d been serious about work, but had made the time for his brothers in those days. Gavin had been the one to pay for Dex’s college and offer him a place in the family. They might argue from time to time, but Gavin was his brother. Dex had always assumed they’d work through their issues someday and truly be a family.
“We should probably talk about that, darlin’.” Dex clasped her hand.