His eyes traced my lips as he licked his. “After we eat, we’re claiming our girl. To hell with Luca.”
I leaned against the doorframe as Alex opened it, surprise scrolling across her beautiful face.
“Hello, Pet.”
“Damian?” Her gaze flicked from me to Bastian. “Bash?”
Those big blue eyes watered, and I couldn’t tell if she was happy or sad. But then she launched herself into Bash’s arms, clinging to his muscular body.
“Bash.” She kissed his cheek, then his jaw, before looking into his eyes. “Oh. My. God.” Another kiss to his nose. “You’re really here.”
It had been two years since she last saw him. And back then, they barely touched. That was the night she kissed Luca at the bar before we put her drunk ass to bed.
Bastian jerked off to surveillance pictures of her for years. He needed her in his life and hated being separated from her. Sometimes when we fucked around, we role-played and pretended Alex was with us. That it was Alex sucking our cocks.
He palmed the back of her head and held her in his arms. His lips pressed against her forehead as he carried her into the living room.
“I missed you, Cherry.”
I took one last look into the hallway and slid the deadbolt into place. There were three locks on her door because we couldn’t be too careful with her safety. If anything were to happen to her, it would have killed Bash and me. So, I never let Alex out of my sight. Our girl was my number one priority.
“I missed you, too.” She latched onto his neck and sat back to look at him. “The last time Damian was here, he said Luca wouldn’t let you see me.”
Bastian swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “It’s complicated, baby.”
“I hate him.” Her head snapped to me, and she moved her hand from Bash’s chest to my face. “I missed you, Damian.”
I loved hearing her say that.
“Did you miss me?” Alex asked when I didn’t respond.
I smeared the gloss on her pretty pink lips. “I missed these lips.” I leaned in and sniffed her hair. “Missed your scent.”
She gave me a playful smile. “That’s all?”
I moved behind her and grabbed her ass with both hands, covering Bash’s big ones that gripped her tight. “Missed this fat ass.”
Alex giggled. “My ass isn’t fat.”
“Yes. It. Is.” I squeezed her ass again. “I can’t wait to fuck this ass.”
A grin spread across Bash’s lips as our eyes met, and I dipped my head down to suck on her neck, keeping my gaze on him. “And this perfect neck, I want to put a collar on. I missed this, too.”
“Damian,” she moaned, her head rolling to the side and onto Bash’s shoulder. “Mmm…”
“Are you still doubting how much I missed you, Pet?” My hand moved between her and Bash and cupped her pussy over the black yoga pants. “Hmm? Tell me.”
“I want you, Damian.” She lifted her head from Bash’s shoulder, lips parted. “You, too, Bash.”
We hadn’t tag-teamed her since high school. Excitement rushed through me.
I waited patiently to get both of them in the same room again. Because of Luca and his stupid fucking rules, we’d been denying ourselves pleasure.
“Bedroom,” I told Bash.
He carried her down the hallway, with her chin on his shoulder and those big, blue eyes watching me. My God, I missed her. And I never missed anyone. Alex and Bash were my exceptions.
They were mine.
