Another few sexy writhing motions and she’s seated fully on his cock. I watch pleasure dawn on her face as she tentatively rocks on him, adjusting to his size, and wait for the slightest bit of jealousy to spark. I’m self-aware enough to know that I prefer to be in the center of things and, right now, when Shiloh looks down at him with something akin to wonder in her expression, when Broderick is giving her heart eyes right back, I feel almost immaterial. Yes, I got them to this place, but this will be permanent for them in a way it won’t be for me.

But there’s no jealousy. Just a deep contentment in the knowledge that I will forever hold space as the inciting incident in their story together. I’m not normally unselfish, but I guess love does that to a person. It’s a very strange thought.

“You’re thinking too hard over there, Bride.”

I barely have a chance to register Broderick’s words before he catches me by the hips and lifts me to straddle his head, facing Shiloh. I tense, but then his mouth is there, working my pussy with an expertise that might irritate me if I didn’t derive so much pleasure from it. Broderick’s a fast learner, and it only took him these few times with me to figure out what gets me off. Overachiever.

Shiloh plants a hand on Broderick’s chest and leans forward, closing the distance between us to kiss me with a desperation bordering on frenzy. Caught between their two mouths, my thoughts of the future lose their purchase and slip away. Worries for another day. Right now, I have more important things to concentrate.

Like riding Broderick’s face to orgasm.

Shiloh shifts slowly, chasing her own pleasure even as she kisses me like I’ll disappear the moment we stop. Like she needs me more than her next breath, the next beat of her heart. Gods, this woman is a gift, and it’s going to hurt so fucking bad to lose her.

Broderick sucks on my clit—hard—and it’s too much. I come again, grinding down against his tongue until a distant part of my brain is worried I’m going to suffocate the man. He’s made of sterner stuff than that, and he lifts me easily to move to his chest, going slow so it doesn’t break my kiss with Shiloh.

Now that I’m closer—gods, the man has a long torso—I slide down his stomach to press my fingers to Shiloh’s clit. The reaction is instantaneous. She moans against my tongue and starts fucking him in earnest, riding him in rough strokes as she chases her orgasm.