He was so fast it made me breathless. He lifted me onto his waist, his c**k begging at my entrance, his lips covering mine, his hands f*****g my wild strands of hair up even more.
Derik bashed on the door. “Brax!”
“One more, then I swear I’ll go sulk somewhere far away until the ceremony,” he called out, then went back to my lips.
It went silent before I heard Derik sigh. “You okay, beautiful?
“I’m not promising s**t, she’s mine the second she gets out of that bathroom,” Kai warned darkly, and I shuddered.
I wanted them so much, but I didn’t understand how. Self-preservation had left, leaving only desire in its wake.
“I’m okay, Derik,” I said back, and it was all the permission Brax needed.
He sank into me with a low groan. I still needed the bathroom, but somehow that made i
