Broderick barely lets her finish. He topples us to the bed, somehow shifting things so Shiloh lands on top of me, chest to chest. He jerks up her hips, and they both moan as he penetrates her again. This time, he’s intent on his own pleasure, and he fucks her just shy of brutally. From the way she moans against my throat and clings to me, she’s loving it just as much as I do when he loses control.

Good girl.

Broderick’s strokes go jerky, and he meets my gaze over the long line of Shiloh’s back. I grin, feeling light and strange. “Come inside her, husband. Fill her up the way you want to.”

He curses and then obeys, grabbing Shiloh’s hips and grinding into her. He looks almost pained as he orgasms, but he never breaks eye contact with me. It’s horribly, unforgivably intimate, and I should put a stop to it immediately.

But I…like it.

The more we work together, the more some part of me understands that Broderick and I aren’t that different at all. In fact, we’re terrifyingly similar and single-minded when we set our minds on something. On someone.

A thought for another time.

Broderick slumps down next to us. “Holy fuck.”

Shiloh relaxes against my body, her head on my breasts. She stretches, and the little wench immediately starts rocking her pussy on my leg. “Are we done?”

“You’re obviously not.” I run my hands down her back and grip her ass, hitching her a little higher on my thigh. “Wicked thing.”

“I can’t help it,” she whispers. “It’s like I’ve been bottled up for so long and…”

“I’m not complaining.” I manage to turn my gaze to Broderick. “Are you?”

His laugh is strained, his blue eyes so hot, it’s a wonder all three of us don’t burst into flames. “No. I’m not complaining.” He shakes his head. “Though I need more recovery time than you two do.”

“The perks of three.” I drag in a rough breath as Shiloh presses my breasts together and lavishes them with kisses. “Take your time recovering, husband.” I grin. “We’ll be ready for you when you are.”

We don’t stop for a long, long time. Shiloh’s stamina puts both Broderick and I to shame. Just when I’m about to collapse, he steps in and fucks her, and then they take turns eating me out until I’m damn near begging for mercy. By the time we exhaust ourselves, the sky outside the window has lightened in that gorgeous pre-dawn color that I’ve always loved.

Seeing it means a night well spent in my opinion.

I run a hand down my sweaty chest. “Shower?”

“Shower,” Shiloh agrees from where her face is pressed to Broderick’s thigh.