He then flops back, pulling me with him until my cheek is resting against his neck with his cock still buried inside me.
“So perfect,” he mutters against my skin. “Don’t know how I got so lucky.”
Both of us take a moment to catch our breath until he gently pulls me off his softening cock. He then helps me from the bed with infinite care and supports my shaking legs as we head into the bathroom to clean up. Popping a kiss on the top of my head,he leaves me to take care of the mess between my legs and to get ready for bed.
Once that’s taken care of, I return to the bedroom where he’s got us both glasses of water. He then pulls back the covers and when I climb in, Zeph slides in behind me, tucking me against his chest. One thick arm is wrapped around my waist and he buries his face in my hair, taking a deep breath and letting out a soul-deep sigh.
“I meant what I said earlier,” he mumbles into my neck, his lips tickling the delicate skin. “I couldn’t have coped with any of tonight without you, Silver.”
“But I wasn’t even there for most of it.”
I missed all the worst of what happened to them all. Missed helping Roscoe when he needed me.
“It was the thought of coming back to you,” he mutters. “Kept me going, even when everything seemed like it was hopeless.”
My heart simultaneously warms and aches. It’s possibly the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.
“I feel the same,” I tell him.
No matter what we’re going to have to face outside of these walls, at least I know we won’t have to face it alone.
7
Silver
Ashaft of morning sunlight crosses my closed eyelids, waking me from a deep, dreamless sleep. My cheek feels vaguely mushed and my shoulder aches, which tells me I haven’t moved in all the hours since I fell asleep. Z’s still behind me, a furnace that’s wrapped around me like a huge, cuddly bear. Clearly he’s a snuggler when he’s sleeping. Something that’s surprising, and I’ll be sure to tease him about it later once he wakes up.
... although there is one part of him that’s definitely awake. His thick erection presses up against my bare ass like it’s seeking shelter.
“Ugh, can you give it a rest with the gross sex talk?”
Ember’s voice fills my head, dumping an unwelcome bucket of ice cold water on my early morning buzz.
“Do you know how much time you all spend naked, or spend thinking about each other naked or getting naked or otherwise are thinking about a bunch of soppy shit? It’s a lot. Like an abnormal amount.”
“Get. Out. Of My. Head.”
“Silver,”he drawls, dragging my name out. It’s annoying how he sounds just like the brother I know and love, and I find myself almost softening toward him.
Fuck that.
Not today. I’m still spitting mad and tempted to tear him a new one.
“What?”
