Chapters (51)
- Dedication
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Epilogue
- To my readers
- PLAYLIST
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR
But it was so good. I picked up pieces of sesame chicken with my fingers and devoured them. When was the last time I ate? Oh, fuck, it was probably the pizza with them last night. That was forever ago. No wonder I was ravenous.
I downed the little cup of egg drop soup. Yummm. Chicken fried rice and a few potstickers later and the edge was taken off my hunger. “I love Chinese,” I said. “But I also love Italian. And pad Thai. Burgers. I told you, I love food. I don’t know if I could pick a favorite. Or at least I can’t right now. I’ll think about it. I run a lot, so I’m always hungry.”
“Where do you run?” Kade asked, his eyes glinting with particular interest.
The way I’d begged him to hold me down came back in full force, and I flushed hot, food entirely forgotten. “It depends. Outside the city limits when I can. I like the peacefulness of it, and photographers usually think it’s too much of a hassle to follow me. There are some nice places. Thompson Park.”
My throat was suddenly dry again, and another water bottle found its way into my hands. I downed that one too, and it still didn’t feel like enough. It was so hot, and I groaned.
I scented Rylan first, and arousal shocked through me. Wetness spread between my thighs, nipples hardening even as my skin flushed redder. “I think—”
They were ahead of me. Rylan pulled me back to him and spread me across the pillows. “You don’t have to think, Esme. We’ve got you. Who do you want?”
“You,” I whined. “I want you.”
His smirk called more slick and my perfume swirled around the two of us. “It’s so fast. I thought I had more time.”
Lifting my legs, Rylan fit the head of his cock against me and eased in. And in. And in. Holy fuck he was so long it felt like he never ended. When his hips were flush with mine, I couldn’t breathe. His hands were on my calves, pushing me open, and I heard the soft clatter of dishes as they got rid of the dinner spread.
“Hold her for me,” Rylan said, and new hands touched my legs. One slid behind my knee, pulling it almost to my ear, and I looked over to find Kade there, holding me open for their Beta.
Avery held me on the other side, and I erupted. A very different way of being held down. I fucking loved this too. Open wide, unable to do a thing as Rylan drove himself into me with a force I hadn’t expected. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. I was saying the words out loud until Kade turned my head back to him and kissed me.