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“I do,” she admitted, and I heard the smile in her voice.

Her breathing began to even out, her body going heavy and relaxed against mine. I lay there holding her, feeling the rise and fall of her chest, the warmth of her skin, the absolute rightness of having her in my arms.

This morning I’d been terrified. Watching what happened with Iris, seeing how easily trust could be broken, how quickly safety could be violated. It had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. But Cami had pulled me through it. Had reminded me that fear meant I cared. That caring meant I’d never be like those men who’d hurt Iris.

I tightened my arms around Cami slightly, and she made a soft sound of contentment in her sleep. Lex was right. We were in deep. All three of us. But lying there with Cami, feeling her trust in the way she surrendered to sleep in my arms, I couldn’t bring myself to be scared of it anymore. I wanted this with her and Lex. Building something beautiful and real.

I let my own eyes drift closed and dared anything to disturb our peace as we slept.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Lex

I was halfway through loading the dishwasher when I heard it. A loud groan from upstairs. Deep, guttural, unmistakably masculine.

My first thought was concern. I set down the plate I was holding and headed for the stairs. They’d only been asleep for about an hour. If something was wrong, if Majesty was hurt or?—

Another groan. Lower this time. Definitely not pain. I should have turned around. Should have given them privacy. But my feet kept carrying me up the stairs, drawn by curiosity and something darker I didn’t want to examine too closely. Majesty’s door was slightly ajar. I nudged it open silently and stopped dead.

Cami was on her knees between Majesty’s spread thighs, her mouth wrapped around his dick. His eyes were squeezed shut, his hand buried in her hair, guiding her movements. The expression on his face was pure bliss. I should have left. But I couldn’t move.

Cami took him deeper, and Majesty’s hips jerked involuntarily. “Fuck, baby. Just like that. Your mouth feels so good.”

She hummed around him, clearly enjoying herself, and the vibration made him groan again. I watched her work him with enthusiasm and skill and watched the way she seemed to delight in bringing him pleasure.

My cock hardened in my jeans, pressing uncomfortably against the denim. I reached down and adjusted myself, unable to look away.

This was wrong. I should go. They hadn’t invited me. This was their time together.

But god, watching them was intoxicating. The crude wet sounds of her mouth on him. The way Majesty’s muscles tensed and released. The clear enjoyment on both their faces.

“Stop,” Majesty gasped suddenly. “Baby, stop. I need to be inside you.”

Cami released him with a wet pop, her lips swollen and glistening. “Yes, Sir.”

She climbed up the bed and straddled him in one fluid motion, positioning herself over his cock. When she sank down, taking him in completely, they both groaned.

“Fuck,” I breathed, the word escaping before I could stop it.

Both of them froze. Cami’s head whipped around to look at me, and Majesty’s eyes flew open. For a moment, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. I waited for embarrassment or anger or demands that I leave.

Instead, Majesty’s lips curved into a slow smile. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough,” I admitted, my voice rough.

“Come in,” Majesty said, gesturing with his free hand. The other was still gripping Cami’s hip.

“I don’t want to intrude.” That was the truth. I was drawn to go in, but that didn’t make it right.

“You’re not intruding.” Cami started moving again, riding Majesty with slow, deliberate strokes. The sound of her wetpussy sliding up and down his length was obscene and incredibly arousing. “Join us. Please.”

She looked at me with those focused eyes, her lips parted, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. I felt my control fracture.

“Fuck,” I said again, moving toward the bed.

Cami smiled, a siren’s smile, and licked her lips. “I want to feel you inside me too.”

“Where?” I asked, already stripping off my shirt.