Her head flew back, her breasts arched forward. She
closed her eyes and let out another cry as she went liquid around him, her release catapulting Jace to
his own.
He followed her, his own cry mixing with hers. He vaguely heard Ash’s growl and then the entire
bed shook as Ash pounded into her ass, forcing her forward onto Jace’s chest.
Jace caught her, wrapping his arms tightly around her, holding her as Ash drove into her over and
over. She nuzzled into his neck and hung on to him as if she feared falling. And then Ash went still,
his face showing agonizing strain. He leaned over, his chest pressed against Bethany’s back, and the
three lay there, quiet, shaking, still quivering in the aftermath of explosive orgasms.
Holy fuck but Jace felt turned inside out. He’d come so hard, it had felt as though every ounce of
liquid in his body had been ejaculated into that condom. He’d never resented a condom so much in his
life. He wanted to come inside Bethany. Feel her squeezing every drop of semen from his cock.
He reached up for a lock of hair, toying idly with it as he attempted to regain control of his
shattered senses. He wasn’t sure what the fuck had gone on here exactly. All he knew was that
Bethany was a complete game changer.
She lay over his chest, sandwiched between the two men. Her eyes were closed and her chest
heaved as she struggled for breath. Ash uttered a groan and then finally levered up, pressed a kiss to
Bethany’s shoulder and then he slipped from her ass, alleviating the intense pressure around Jace’s
cock, which was still buried in Bethany’s pussy.
She moaned softly and Jace immediately wrapped his arms around her, covering the bare expanse
of her back now that Ash was gone.
“I’m wasted,” Ash said. “Long day, long evening. I’m going to leave you two to it and crash in the
other bedroom.”
Jace nodded, relieved. Ash never did stay after. He never slept with the women. He fucked them
and then left them to Jace. Not that Jace typically indulged in cuddle time either, but he at least shared
a bed with their partners afterward.
But he made no move to separate himself from Bethany. He liked the feel of her surrounding him.
He was still hard even after the mind-numbing orgasm, and he also knew he should pull out soon
before the condom leaked or broke under the strain, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Not yet. He
wanted a few more moments of her in his arms, her limp, warm body cuddled sweetly into his.
She stirred against him and he stroked her hair, kissing her forehead as she fluttered around him.
God, but she was making him even harder.
“Need to take care of the condom,” he said.
When she would have lifted herself off him, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled so she was
beneath him. Then he eased from her pussy, regretting every inch he lost of her.
Her eyes were a mixture of sleepy and confused, almost as if she couldn’t quite process what had
just taken place. That made two of them. He had no idea what the hell had happened. He could safely
say he’d never felt so . . . possessive . . . over a woman, much less one he’d only met a few hours ago
and one he knew nothing about.
It was a situation he’d remedy immediately.
His nature was to control. To come in, take over. It was what he wanted now. It was his first
instinct. To lay down the law, inform Bethany that she was his and that he’d take care of her now.
There were several problems with that and they buzzed heavily in his mind as he rose from the bed,
tore off the condom and disposed of it. Not bothering with his underwear, he crawled back onto the
bed and pulled Bethany into his arms before reaching down to pull the covers over both of them.
He didn’t want to scare the hell out of her and he had a very good idea that she wasn’t like other
women. She was different. Somehow more fragile. The last thing he wanted was to push her too hard
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