Laura wiggled a little, her eyes flaring as she sank onto Cam’s dick.
She was trapped, her body naked and soft. Cam held her hips. Her legs spread wide, welcoming Rafe in.
He stepped back, taking in the sight. Perverted? Perhaps. But there was no doubt in his mind that while what he shared with them would be considered perverted and weird, it was also love.
“Rafe? Come here. I need you.” Laura’s voice called to him.
He stepped up because he needed her, too. Cam and Laura. They were his family.
He moved in and kissed his wife, pressing her back against Cam. His cock was aching, rubbing against the soft flesh of her pussy.
His body anchored hers and her hands came around his waist, clutching at the cheeks of his ass.
“You’re teasing me,” she accused.
“You’re killing me,” Cam shot back with a low moan. “Come on, man. Baby girl could wake up any minute. Get this bus moving.”
He wanted to play forever, but Cam was right. Their time was no longer their own, and that was how it should be. They were more than just a trio now, and they would always be Sierra’s mom and dads.
Always. And always partners and spouses.
Rafe reached down and guided his cock where it always wanted to be—inside her. He worked his way in, thrusting in little forays because she was so damn tight. Cam’s massive dick in her ass just made her all the tighter, all the sweeter.
Heat suffused him, threatening to make the experience a short one. He forced himself to focus on her, to make it last as long as it could.
“You feel so right.” She felt right and perfect and good. There was nothing wrong with loving her the way she needed to be loved and she needed them both.
Hell, he needed Cam.
“Are you ready?”
Cam gave him a steady grin. “Brother, I was born ready for this.”
Rafe surged in as Cam pulled back.
Laura gasped, her head falling back as she gave over to them.
Rafe pulled out almost to the tip. He found his rhythm, the partnership with Cam so ingrained that they simply knew what to do, as though their bodies were in synch.
Over and over he dove in and rode back out. She was tight on the way in, as though fighting him, but the sensation was fluid, changing as he pulled out, fighting just as hard to keep him inside.
Laura’s arms were around him, holding him close. Though he was on top, she surrounded him, but it wasn’t just her arms that pulled him close. This small cabin that had seemed so tiny just an hour before was big enough to hold them all. It was big enough to hold his whole world.
Rafe knew he was close. They couldn’t last too long. She felt far too good. Already his spine was tingling, his skin lit with pleasure. Cam’s skin was flushed. He was close, too. They had to make sure their wife went first.
He shoved his hand between them, finding her clit and pressing that button that always made her scream.
Her breath caught, and her whole body tightened as she came.
The tight muscles of her cunt milked him, sending him over the edge. He gave up any semblance of control and gave over to the feeling. He pumped himself into her, giving up everything he had.
Cam shouted and held her close as he pressed up inside.
Peace, a pulsing sense of peace invaded his very bones.
He fell to the side, pulling her with him.
He had some very big decisions to make, but nothing mattered now. His wife’s arms were around him. His partner was close.
All was right with his small world.
But he knew he would soon have to decide if he was going to take his small family and make it much bigger.
Chapter Seventeen:
Leo, Shelley, and Wolf
Wolf looked around the bar, hoping to catch sight of his fiancée. He needed to find her, hold her, reassure himself that the whole freaking world hadn’t upended.
Some bastard out there had used him to torture his mother. He’d put a good face on with Mel and Leo, but he fully intended to have a nice discussion with his “father.”
God, his father had hit his ma and Leo. If his mother hadn’t found the strength, they might have grown up very differently.
He remembered all the times some asshole in his class had told him he took after his ma. It was their way of telling him he was crazy and an outcast, but he was never more proud to take after his mother than he was tonight.
Even if she was wearing a headdress made of beets. She looked like the vegetable version of Carmen Miranda. He wasn’t even sure how that thing was staying on her head. She turned from the table she was at, a bright smile on her face. “Wolfgang.”
God, no one in Dallas ever called him Wolfgang, and he kind of liked it that way. Still, he forced a smile on his face. “Hi, Ma. Looks like we’re getting set. Isn’t this a whole lot of ceremony for one little drink?”
God, he prayed it was one little drink. Just one. Shelley might run if there was a tumbler involved.
His ma shook her head. “It’s so much more, Wolfgang. Shelley’s agreed to make her pledge tonight.”
“There’s a pledge?”
“Of course.”
Well, naturally. “Ma, I’m going to ask you to go easy on Shell. Please.”
“No need, babe.” An arm wound around his waist, and she was suddenly at his side.
He practically sighed. He hated being away from her, and he’d been away far too often lately. He pulled her close, reveling in how soft she felt against him. “Hey, baby.”
She tilted her face up, offering those gorgeous lips of hers. “Kiss me hello.”
He wasn’t going to refuse that offer. He bent down, covering her lips with his, his tongue delving briefly inside her mouth. “Hello.”
She smiled up at him, a peace to her expression he hadn’t seen in a while. She’d been a little manic lately, but now she was relaxed. “Your momma and I spent the afternoon going over my pledge so don’t you interrupt us tonight.”
“Shelley was real sweet. She helped us make the decorations and everything. Wolfgang, you got a real good girl there.” His ma looked at Shelley like she was a shining light in the darkness.
Wolf’s heart damn near skipped a beat. This was not what he’d expected.
“Well, this is a special day, Ma.” There was a little quiver to Shelley’s voice that told him she was emotional. In a good way.
What the fuck had happened? For the first time, he wondered if aliens had taken his sweet baby and replaced her with a pod person.
“It certainly is.” His ma gave Shelley a quick hug. “This should all be ready in an hour or so.”
She turned back and went about her work with an energy he hadn’t seen from her in a long time.
Wolf looked down at Shelley, his eyes a little wide. He couldn’t talk to her here. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Leo walking in the door and waved him over. The place was starting to get packed. He saw Logan, Seth, and Georgia in a back booth laughing with Gemma, Jesse, and Cade. Laura was talking to Cam, but Rafe didn’t seem to be with them. God, he hoped that went all right. He really liked Laura and couldn’t stand the thought that one of her men might leave. The Circle G contingent was in full force. Shelley’s brother, Trev, had a cup of coffee in one hand, his other arm slung around his pretty wife, Beth. She sat in between him and Bo O’Malley. They were having an animated discussion with Jamie, Hope, and Noah. His boss was standing in the back, watching Dani and Finn on the dance floor, a little smile on his face.
Even Kitten had shown up with her brand new Dom, Cole Roberts, who owned the ski lodge. She was vibrant in a lovely baby-blue dress and high heels, but he could tell they were still awkward with each other. While Kitten laughed with some of the Dallas girls, Cole held himself back.