Chapter 49
BELLA
Cade and Lex’s Apartment
But I was not—repeat, not—planning on this happening tonight.
Lex has Cade’s hand. Not in a sweet, couple-y way. Not in a let’s-hold-hands-and-go-skip-through-a-field way.
No. This man, this 6’6” muscle-bound lunatic fresh out of a sex coma, has Cade’s hand in one of his, me wrapped in a sheet tossed over his shoulder in the other, and he’s dragging us both toward the bed like this is some kind of deranged sex quest and we’re the spoils of a goddamn war.
I’m upside down. Legs dangling. Hair everywhere.
Dignity? Don’t know her.
“Lex,” I gasp, trying to wriggle, which only makes it worse. “What the hell are you doing?” I say as his shoulder digs into my stomach.
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t even hesitate. Just tosses back, calm as hell, “Cade asked if we wanted to fill him in on what we’ve been up to.”
He tightens his grip. “I said I wanted to fill something in. Keep up, malyshka.”
Cade chuckles behind us like this is funny. Like he isn’t already halfway hard from all of this. God I’m so glad he’s back. I’ve missed him so much. Those hazel eyes, that smile.
Lex reaches the bed and plops me down in the middle like a prize he’s not done unwrapping yet. The air is snagged in my lungs, my heart is racing, and every single nerve is on fire.
I blink up at them as they tower over me. And it hits me all at once.
This is happening.
They’re both still standing. Looming. Looking down at me like they already fucking own me.
Cade’s peeling off his shirt now, slow like he’s giving me a show he knows I’ve earned. That soft, teasing smile playing on his lips, the one that promises safety and destruction in the same breath? God, it ruins me.
Lex is still completely naked. Unbothered. Unapologetic. His body carved from chaos and sin, every inch of him screaming control he’s barely holding onto. He looks calm, dangerously calm, but I can see it in his eyes.
That storm waiting to break.
“Malyshka,” Lex says, voice low and rough. “Lay back.”
My pulse jumps. I don’t even question it. I slide back, easing onto the bed like I’m moving through water. My hair fans out across the sheets.
Lex climbs over me with that predator-slow crawl that has my whole body buzzing. One massive hand braces next to my head, the other skimming up my ribs until it’s cupping my jaw.
His mouth crashes down on mine, hard and claiming. And God, it’s everything. I whimper into his mouth, hands grabbing at his arms, his shoulders, anything I can reach, because I already feel like I’m falling.
I feel the bed move beside me. Cade. He stretches out along my side, his fingers brushing my bare hip, his voice soft and steady against my ear.
“You okay Sweetheart?”
I nod, dazed.
“Good.” Cade’s lips graze my cheek. “Because I don’t think either of us plan on stopping.”
Lex pulls back just long enough to look down at me. His thumb drags across my bottom lip, swollen from his kiss. His gaze locked on mine like he’s trying to decide which part of me to devour first.
“Lay still, malyshka,” he murmurs, voice like thunder and heat. “Let me taste you a little longer.”
And I do, well try to anyway. God, I try.
I fail.
His tongue moves against mine with a rhythm that makes my body jolt, and I swear I feel the asshole smirk into the kiss. Beside me, Cade’s hand drifts to my stomach, fingers light and comforting.
“You’re perfect, sweetheart,” he says it so soft I almost miss it over the sound of Lex kissing me senseless.
Lex runs his fingers through my hair, palm cradling the back of my head. His cock presses hard against my stomach, leaving a warm trail in its wake.
“Relax, malyshka. We’ve got you.”
Cade shifts beside me, pushing up slowly onto his knees, and I watch as he reaches for Lex. Lex pushes up to meet him.
I can’t breathe.
Can’t look away either.
Definitely not as Cade reaches down and starts stroking Lex’s cock making it pulse right in front of my eyes.
“Fuck… Cade,” Lex grits, eyes rolling back as drops of precum start to coat Cade’s hand. His abs start to flex and his hips start to jerk from the pressure building inside him. “Mmmm. Babe. I missed you.”
He grabs Cade by the neck and pulls him in for a kiss. It’s slow at first, then deeper, hungrier. Tongues tangling from months of being apart. One of Lex’s hand rises into Cade’s hair, the other roaming over the ridges of his abs.
Cade moans into the kiss, but never loses his rhythm.
I bite my lip and take in a deep breath.
They both stop and look down at me.
“Enjoying the show, baby?” Lex laughs.
Cade releases Lex and leans down. His finger gently lifting my chin, turning my face toward his. His touch is soft but sure, his eyes full of something that makes my heart ache.
“Sweetheart,” he whispers as he kisses me. Slow and deep, savoring every second we’ve missed while apart.
While I’m kissing him, I feel warmth. A rush of heat against my stomach. Goosebumps prickle across my skin as Lex’s hands trail upward, strong and sure. He takes his time, sliding over every inch of my stomach like he’s savoring the feel of me.
He finds my breasts. His palms curve around them, thumbs brushing over the peaks, slow and teasing. I gasp into Cade’s mouth, my back arching off the bed.
Lex growls low in approval as he leans down. He takes one breast into his mouth, the other still cradled in his hand, thumb teasing in a perfect rhythm. I nearly fall apart. Soft lips, hot tongue, a sharp suck that sends fire racing down my spine.
Cade pulls back just enough to watch me, his forehead pressed to mine, breath warm and shaky. I can’t speak. Can barely think.
“Look at what you do to us, sweetheart,” Cade says, grabbing my hand and guiding it to the thick, hard line of his cock straining against his pants. “I’ve been losing my mind thinking about you. About this.”
I take a sharp inhale.
“You think it’s been easy for me?” He leans in closer, hazel eyes on fire. “I’ve been walking around with this constant ache. So hard it hurts. So full I’m losing my goddamn mind.”
He squeezes his hand around mine, groaning as he grits out, “I’ve been holding it in, sweetheart. All of it. Every last drop. Saving it for you. For when I’m so deep inside of you, you forget those months we had apart even happened.”
Lex’s mouth pops off my breast with a wet sound and a surprised grunt. He stares at Cade like he just grew horns.
“Cade,” he says slowly, blinking. “Did you just fucking talk dirty? Thought that was my thing.”
I burst out laughing. I can’t help it.
Lex turns to me, deadpan. “Okay, malyshka, who the fuck is this and what did you do with our boyfriend?”
I’m still laughing, breathless now, cheeks burning in the best possible way.
Cade just grins. “Oh babe,” he says, sliding his hand up my thigh. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
Lex shakes his head, eyes dark with mischief, mouth tilting into that arrogant, fuck-around-and-find-out grin I know too well.
“Well shit,” he mutters, dragging his palm down the center of my body. “Now I gotta keep up,” he says as his face is getting dangerously close to my throbbing center.
I gasp into Cade’s mouth as Lex goes down on me. It’s nothing like Cade. There’s no slow build. No teasing. Lex eats me like he’s deprived, like it’s been weeks and I’m the only thing that could ever satisfy him again.
His hands grip my thighs, spreading me wide, holding me in place. His tongue is relentless—flat and heavy one second, then sharp and fast the next. He devours me, messy and loud and obscene.
He groans into me like the taste alone is enough to make him lose control. I can feel Cade smiling against my mouth like he’s enjoying every single second of my unraveling.
Lex moans low and rough, tongue circling and dipping, sucking hard on my clit until I cry out. He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t let me breathe.
“Lex!”
One of his hands slides up, fingers digging into my waist to pin me down as his tongue plunges inside me, hard and deep, then up again, back to that devastating rhythm that has my hips lifting off the bed.
“Holy fuck,” I choke out, legs trembling.
Cade strokes my hair, kissing my jaw. “You’re doing so good, sweetheart.”
I’m close. So damn close. My hips lift into it, fingers gripping the sheets, every muscle coiled and ready to snap.
“Fuck, Lex. Baby don’t stop, oh—”
“Babe,” Cade says, voice calm but firm. “Stop.”
My head snaps up. “What?” I pant, absolutely wrecked and suddenly furious and Cade. “Why the hell would you?”
Lex looks up, dazed and confused, mouth glistening. “What’s wrong?”
Cade just grins. “Nothing’s wrong, babe.” He looks at me. “I just want my turn.”
Lex lets out a low, dark laugh. He pushes up onto his knees and leans over me to kiss Cade, hot and open-mouthed, giving Cade a taste of me right off his lips. I moan, still breathless as Cade finally turns to me.
Cade moves between my legs, positioning himself low, hands sliding up my thighs with that signature calm control that somehow makes everything hotter.
“I love you, sweetheart,” he says before he goes down.
“Ah! Cade!” I cry out, back arching. “I love you too.”
It’s different this time. Lex is fire, all mayhem and ruin.
But Cade? Cade knows me. He has for years. He’d spent many weeks learning me. Studying every gasp, every tremble, like I’m his favorite subject. He knows my body. Knows what makes me fall apart and exactly how to put me back together.
He licks slow. Long, deliberate strokes that drag heat through my veins.
Each one laced with the kind of control that only comes from knowing exactly how to wreck me.
Then he flattens his tongue and slides it up over my clit.
Just enough pressure to make my hips twitch, my hands fly into his hair, and enough to cause a broken cry to fall from my lips before I can stop it.
Because with Cade, it’s never just sex. It’s a symphony. And right now? He’s playing me like he never stopped loving the sound.