But I didn’t release him. Panting through my nose, I sucked gently until he shuddered.
“Fucking hell,” he groaned, grabbing my shoulders and hauling me off his cock to pull me into his arms.
He palmed my thighs and lifted me higher, stepping forward to wrap my legs around his waist. Spinning us around to pin me against the wall. And pressing his head against mine.
“I’ve got you, Max Dread,” I growled.
Our chests heaved with ragged breaths, and I stared deep into his eyes. “Don’t you ever forget that.”
He nodded at my tone, the fierce intensity in my gaze, taking it all in like he couldn’t believe it.
“Now, show me you’ve got me, too.”
When I woke in the middle of the night, Max slept peacefully.
I didn’t want to wake him, so I crawled out of bed and left him to sleep.
I still had one Knight my heart needed as much as the other two. Another Knight fighting a quiet battle, who needed to know he wasn’t fighting alone.
As I climbed into Landon’s bed, he woke quickly.
He slept more soundly on nights we fell asleep together. I’d noticed that since the first challenge, and I wondered if it had to do with what Kingston had shared with me.
If he really did think of me as the light, and somehow that made it easier to rest in the dark.
I brushed his hair back from his face as he wrapped his arms around me.
“I’ve missed you,” I whispered. “Balancing how to spend time with the three of you here, without completely giving it away, has been harder than I expected.”
“You’re doing just fine. We all know it’s not easy, or simple…” He kissed my forehead before mumbling against my skin. “But I’ve missed you, too, beautiful.”
I snuggled into his embrace, his body cool against my overheated skin. As my hips wriggled against him, he huffed a quiet laugh.
“Bad dream?”
“Nope. Just horny.”
He laughed louder, pulling back to kiss the impish grin on my face. “Well, we should do something about that, then. Shouldn’t we?”
“I suppose.” I stretched and pressed into his body, smiling when he arched a brow. “I mean, if you insist…”
“Mmm…” He nodded, his eyes darkening as he took in my stretch. My arms reached toward the headboard, toes pointing to the end of the bed, and Landon knew exactly what I wanted.
And that I’d be a brat to get it.
He rolled me onto my back, hovering over me and ordering, “Don’t move.”
His low voice held me still as he reached into the bedside table. Pulling out two items, he set one on the pillow and took the other into his right hand. While the left stroked from my neck to my chest.
“A condom and rope?” I bit back a moan when he cupped my breast. “You’re like a goddamn Boy Scout, Landon Scott.”
He tweaked my nipple, and I locked eyes with him, panting.
“I think my Lady is forgetting something…”
I searched his gaze for what he meant, but when he continued his torment on my breasts, my eyes fell closed. All I could do was feel.
“Landon…”
