Their Forever - Chloe Kent Page 0,52
He was the one holding her now for Liam. And nothing made sense.
Her whole world as she knew it had changed, no matter how much she tried to erase what had happened, how she tried to rectify it but giving herself wholly and fully, without reserve to Liam, she couldn't escape that Kade had branded her body. That he had infiltrated her, and she had let him. She had opened for him, had parted her lips for him, had sucked his cock into her until she came all over his hardness, and then she’d given him everything inside her when she let him come, his seed squirting into the depths of her which only Liam owned.
She quivered down to her toes as Liam took her. The fact that Kade held her open for him meant he could use his hands elsewhere. One pulled at her hair until her head dropped backward on Kade's chest. His other tortured her clit, driving her further into insanity that she couldn't think coherently anymore. His lips softly brushed against the bite marks on both sides of her throat left by him and Kade.
He drove into her with possessiveness, with power, and she crumbled. But he had teased her to orgasm only to rip it away from her. She would only come when he demanded, and she cried pathetically.
“My sweet Olivia,” Liam murmured and finally let her come. He had timed himself to perfection as he erupted inside her the same time her pussy contracted with raging violence as she climaxed.
She wasn't thinking. She was beyond reality when in the blinding light of her orgasm and Liam's, she reached around her for Kade, and did the same as she did with Liam. Her hand brushed the still erect, soaked head of Kade’s cock behind her. Frantic, she kept shuddering as Liam spilled streams and streams of his seed inside her, and her fingers moved down Kade's shaft to grip him more tightly.
And the only thing that could have doused the delirious emotional high she was on was Kade freezing at her touch. She didn't need to look to know he had dipped his head and swept his glance over his cock in her hand. She didn't need him to tell her that his body turned from furnace to ice.
His hold on her slacked, and Liam had to take charge.
Silent tears rolled down her face as Kade moved back, then left the room.
She clung to Liam, refusing to let him go as he carried her upstairs to their bedroom.
What had she done?
Chapter Twelve
Even before she stirred in her sleep, every single moment of the last few hours came flooding back to her in vivid detail. A slow burn worked its way up her body as it acknowledged all the places in which she ached.
She relived the moment they had each come inside her, filling her. She turned onto her side and pressed her thighs together, feeling the whisker burn on her tender skin.
Her clit began to pulse as images floated past her closed eyes, but slowly those hot reminiscences became stained with an uneasiness that, up to this point, she had been consciously trying to ignore.
Liam had let another man touch her. He had let another man fuck her as deep as he did every night since she married him. He had allowed Kade to penetrate her with his naked cock and had let him come inside her. He had let another man brand what was his, what he said he would never let happen.
Panicked, she sat up, pulling the covers to her chin, then wincing when her sensitive nipples hardened as the cool linen slid against it. She lowered the sheet and looking down, saw her nipples were still swollen, her areolas dusked with more whisker burn. Everywhere she looked on her body there remained evidence of what they had done to her.
They. Liam and Kade.
She remembered the unwarranted emptiness that waded through her when Kade did finally turn around and leave after he had come inside her. After he had picked her up as his cum dripped down her legs and positioned her over Liam's cock. After he had held her in place for her husband, taking all her weight as Liam had fucked her until she was twice as full. But the coldness which had washed over her back when Kade gave her over to Liam seemed to have stayed with her.
The darkness of her thoughts anchored a little more fully now in