Chapter 50
LEX
Mine and Cade’s Apartment
All of our fucking apartment.
Our baby’s gonna move in…
659 Days Since Zeke’s Death
Well that was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my twenty-two years of living on this planet. Bella riding Cade like she owned his fucking dick. Those perfect tits bouncing in my hands while she moaned Cade’s name as he fell the fuck apart beneath her.
Yeah. That’s going to be seared into my skull for fucking ever. Cade better paint that shit so we can hang it above our goddamn bed.
I’m still hard as granite, cock aching, every muscle in my body tight with restraint. Watching the two loves of my life come together, all while I had my fingers on her clit and my mouth on her skin? I nearly lost it right then and there.
Bella finally collapses onto Cade’s chest, both of them panting, wrecked, and completely gorgeous.
I give them a second. Just a breath.
“Now it’s my turn, baby.”
Bella lifts her head, still dazed, lips parted. She rolls off Cade, her body flushed and trembling. I watch every damn inch of her move like I’ve earned it.
Cade slides over to the side, completely spent, a slow smile curving across his lips as he drags the back of his hand over his mouth.
“All yours, babe,” he says with that lazy, fucked-out voice of his I love so much. Then he glances over at her. “Good luck, sweetheart.”
Bella chokes out a breathless laugh. Her hair is a mess and somehow she’s still the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen with those steel eyes, perfect lips, and smile that would rival any goddess. She turns her head and looks at me and I know I’m a goner.
She’s flat on her back now, legs splayed open, skin blushed and glistening, hair tangled across the pillow like something out of a fucking wet dream.
And me? I’m on my knees between my girl’s thighs, cock hard and throbbing, every second I’m not inside her feels like a personal goddamn tragedy.
I look down at her. She just smiles and nods once.
Message fucking received, baby.
I grab her hips, line myself up and thrust into her in one, fierce stroke.
“Oh, God!” Bella cries out beneath me, her back arching, a loud moan ripping from her throat that shoots straight through me.
“That’s right, malyshka. I’m your God now. Me. Fucking Me.” My own groan is guttural, instinctive, and torn from somewhere deep.
“Jesus fuck, malyshka…” I grit out as I still inside her for just a second, letting the feel of her soak through my bones. “You feel so good I might fucking lose it already.”
She’s tight, hot, perfect.
Made for this.
Made for me.
“You’re taking me so well,” I tell her as I start to move my hips, grinding into her with ruthless precision.
I drop down over her, my forearms bracing on each side of her head, and I kiss her hard. It’s teeth, tongue, and breathless groans. Her lips part beneath mine and she gasps into the kiss, hands flying to my back, nails digging into my shoulders, matching the marks she carved in me earlier.
“Lex,” she chokes out between breaths. “It’s so… so full I can’t.”
I thrust harder. Deeper.
Mine.
Every sound, every inch, every fucking breath.
Mine.
“Take it, malyshka,” I growl against her mouth. “You can fucking take it.”
Cade shifts beside us, his head turning toward the sound of her voice, a flicker of concern crossing his face like he wants to step in. Like he’s not sure if it’s too much for her.
But he doesn’t move as I keep driving into her, my hips snapping, her body arching into mine. She needs me this way, rough. She needs my darkness to drown out her own.
She moans, loud and raw, the sound shooting straight through my spine. I drop my mouth to her chest, tongue dragging across one nipple before I suck it deep, biting gently, then harder. Her whole body jerks beneath me.
“LEX!” She screams it like it’s the only word she remembers. Like it’s the only name that matters. And fuck, I’ll never get tired of hearing it like that.
I feel her pussy clenching around me, that perfect squeeze, that telltale quake of her thighs, she’s right there, so close.
“Time to play a little game, malyshka,” I say to her with a wicked smile.
“Just think of it as a little punishment for teasing me and giving me a raging case of blue balls pretty much daily. For only letting me touch you with my hands and nothing else. For what was it you called it again?”
I tilt my head, “Right, building fucking character.”
“Oh shit,” Cade mutters.
I pull out. Hard. Fast. Leaving her empty and gasping.
“Come here, Cade.”
He sits up, already moving toward me. I grab the back of his neck, pull him in, and kiss him deep, filthy, and raw.
I make sure she sees it.
All of it.
I pull back and run my thumb across his bottom lip. “I’m gonna need you to wrap those perfect lips around my cock, Cade.”
“Oh really?” he grins.
“Right fucking now, baby.”
“Mmmm,” Cade moans.
It kills him when I call him, baby. One of his biggest weaknesses, actually. Makes him hard as a fucking rock and I love it.
He reaches down and fists my cock, stroking it few times. My hips jerk as he teases the crown with his thumb, his hazel eyes never leaving mine.
God that unbroken stare? I fucking missed this. Missed him.
“You’re perfect, you know that right?”
“You like that Lex?”
“God, Cade.” I moan and nod as he squeezes Little Lex, bringing his other hand up to cup my balls. We both look down and watch as my dick slides in and out of his hand, pulling another moan from deep within me every time he squeezes.
“Put it in your fucking mouth, babe.” I order. “Don’t make me say it again.”
He leans down slowly, licks his lips, and drags his tongue up and down the length of me, taking extra time licking and sucking the head.
I groan as he starts swallowing the precum dripping out of me. He gives a few more tugs before guiding Little Lex deep into his hungry mouth, moaning as it hits the back of his throat.
“That’s it baby,” I grunt out as I fuck his throat, grabbing a fistful of his hair while locking eyes with Bella.
“Take it, all of it.”
God my fucking dick in Cade’s mouth, absolute fucking heaven every damn time. He knows just what to do to drive me batshit crazy. He picks up his pace, sucking and licking Little Lex until I’m about to lose all sense of control.
“Fuuuuuck, Cade. You feel so good, baby.”
He releases my dick to look up at me. “Missed you too, baby,” he says with a wink and that stupid smile I love so much.
He starts to move back down to finish the job, but I grab his shoulders to stop him.
“As much as I love my dick down your greedy little throat, I have another idea I need your help with.”
I look down at Bella, spread out, wrecked, and I flash her a wicked grin.
Not nice. Not playful. Predatory.
“Hold her arms down for me.”
Cade blinks. “Lex?”
I don’t break eye contact with her. “Now, Cade.”
He laughs, low and amused, but he fucking listens. He grabs both of Bella’s wrists, pulls them above her head, and pins them to the mattress. She squirms beneath us, breathless, eyes wide, lips parted like she doesn’t know whether to scream at me or beg me to continue.
I thrust back inside her so hard that she winces. I’m all the way in, bottomed the fuck out, buried so deep. Fucking perfect. She gasps, legs wrapping around my waist instinctively.
Cade is still holding her down like the good boy he is. I pound into her relentlessly, dragging her right back to the edge. Her body tightens again, shaking, and I can feel her walls start to flutter around me.
“Lex. Lex, ah I—”
And then I pull out.
Again.
She looks up at me, wild-eyed, completely ruined. Completely pissed.
“Bastard,” she snaps at me, trying to catch her breath.
Cade leans down, still holding her by the wrists, and grins with a voice that is all fake concern. “Now sweetheart, be nice.”
I stare down at her, chest heaving, cock throbbing, still slick and aching to be back inside. “Say you’re sorry, Bella,” I growl, hands wrapped around her hip, holding her still.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now, Lex?” She glares up at me, eyes flashing with fire. She tries to free her arms, but Cade’s grip only tightens.
Good boy.
She rolls her eyes. “Fine. I’m sorry, Bella,” she says sweetly.
Cade fucking loses it. He starts laughing, hard, head dropping between his shoulders as he tries to catch his breath.
“That’s not fucking funny, Cade” I snap, even though my lips twitch.
Cade lifts his head, still grinning. “You had to see that coming.” He looks between us, amusement all over his face. “You two are basically the same person.”
I narrow my eyes at her. She just bats her lashes and shrugs like she’s innocent.
I reach down and wrap my hand around her throat, cutting off her air. Her eyes snap wide.
Is that fear?
No, of course not. That is fucking lust. Pure, molten, fuck-me-now lust. My baby likes it.
“Say you’re sorry.”
It’s a game now for her. I can see it in her eyes. She doesn’t speak. Doesn’t even blink. Those gray eyes hold mine like she’s daring me to break first.
“Harder,” she whispers.
Fuck me.
“Oh my God,” Cade lets go of her wrists, shaking his head like this is the most ridiculous, and hottest shit he’s ever seen. His ass is mine later for laughing and letting her go, but whatever.
The second he releases her, she moves. Some slick-ass ninja shit. She shifts her hips, flips her body, and suddenly she’s on top of me, straddling my thighs like she’s been planning this for days.
“Damn, baby,” I mutter, half breathless. “Good moves,” I narrow my eyes at her. “Like some crazy ass jujitsu shit.”
She shrugs and then it hits me.
“Oh hell no.” I stare up at her, rage in my eyes. “I swear to God, if that Mortal Kombat Tattooed Dragon-Dick Laing of yours taught you—”
She leans forward, wraps her fingers around my throat and squeezes. Hard. She leans in close. Her lips just above mine, eyes full of smoke and vengeance.
Cade groans from beside us. “Fuck, sweetheart.”
“You say anyone’s name in this bed other than Cade’s or mine,” she whispers low, sultry, and sharp enough to scar. Her grip tightens. “And we’re gonna have real problems… baby.”
Oh, fuck no. She thinks she’s in control. Thinks she can climb on top and talk shit without consequences.
Cute. Fucking cute.
“Fuck this,” I growl.
I wrap my arms around her waist, shift my hips, and flip her ass right back underneath me where she belongs. Just like it’s a goddamn wrestling match.
She squeals, half-shocked, half turned-on, laughing through it like she knows exactly what she just started. I pin her down, one arm on her thigh, the other gripping her wrists above her head, and look down at her, panting.
“Little Miss Controlling Ass thinks she runs the show,” I mutter, grinding my cock against her soaked pussy but not slipping in, not yet.
“You got jokes huh, malyshka?”
From the side, Cade’s watching, breathless again, smiling like this is the best porn he’s ever seen.
Bella looks up at me, unbothered as hell. She tries to sit up, probably to throw another line, maybe wrestle again, who the fuck knows with this girl. But no. Not this time. I shove her back down hard enough to make the mattress groan.
My hand wraps around her throat, tighter this time so I can feel how her pulse spikes beneath my fingers. I thrust back inside her. One brutal, full stroke. She gasps. Her whole body arches off the bed, a choked moan leaving her lips.
I don’t stop. I can’t. I fuck her hard and relentless. God, it feels so good. So right. Her pussy clamps around me like it’s trying to hold me there, like it fucking knows I belong there. She’s writhing beneath me, gasping, straining with tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.
“Lex, oh! Lex!”
Releasing her neck, I slow my rhythm, still deep inside her. Letting her feel it, but not how she wants. Not the way she needs.
Her eyes fly open, wide and confused. “Ah! What the fuck?”
“Say it,” I growl.
“Say what?” she barks back
“Say you’re sorry for making me ache for you for so goddamn long, and I’ll let you fucking come, malyshka.”
She looks over at Cade. He laughs and shakes his head. She turns back to me. Her eyes lock on mine.
“Fine,” she rolls her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she says with a voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Thank you, malyshka. That’s close enough,” I say as I snap my hips forward, plunging deep inside her. She moans, back arching, hands gripping Cade’s arm. I don’t stop.
We move together, grinding and holding eye contact like we’re trying to brand it into each other.
She’s close again, I feel it. The way her legs tense, the way her walls grips my dick like a fucking vice. Her voice cracks, raw and high.
“Oh my god, Lex! Baby, I’m gonna come.”
“Then fucking do it, malyshka,” I snarl. “Come all over my cock.”
She wraps he legs around me, digging her heels into my lower spine. She screams. Head thrown back, body shaking, every muscle clenching around me.
“Glaza na menya, malyshka. You know the rules.”
She obeys and locks her eyes back on mine as everything inside her shatters.
I lose it.
My vision blurs. I thrust once, twice, three times. I unload inside her with a roar that tears out of my chest. The kind that makes your throat raw and your body collapse.
I pull out, slow and gentle this time. Her body shudders beneath me, completely wrecked, still twitching with the last waves of pleasure.
I lay down beside her, the adrenaline finally bleeding out of me. I reach for her, arms open, and she doesn’t hesitate. Just melts into me like her body knows exactly where it belongs.
Her head rests against my chest, fingers tracing slow, lazy patterns across my ribs. Like she needs the contact. Like she needs me.
She throws one leg over mine, anchoring herself to me.
And I can feel it, feel her. The proof of what just happened, warm and sticky, leaking out of her and soaking into the sheets.
Proof she’s ours. I breathe her in. Her hair.
Her skin. The mix of cherry vanilla, sweat, sex, and home. And fuck, I’ve never felt more whole.
Cade slides in close behind her. One arm drapes over her waist, his face tucked into the back of her neck. She’s between us now. Held. Surrounded. Ours.
Three bodies tangled together.
One fucked-up, beautiful mess.
No words.
No doubts.
Just heavy breaths, full hearts, and sleep that finally comes easy.
The three of us together.
Intertwined.
For fucking ever.