“You’re a caveman,” I tell him.
He just grunts, shrugging his shoulders as he lies back on the couch.
“Come here, sweetheart,” Kane says, holding his hand out for me. I happily slide my hand into his and let him lead me into the bathroom.
He gets me a warm washcloth while I wash my hands. I use the cloth to clean myself up, and he stares at me with nothing but love in his eyes.
As soon as I’m done, he grips the back of my thighs. I hop into his arms with a smile on my face.
“Hey, you,” I say, running my fingers through the hair on the back of his head.
“Hi, love,” he says, giving me a slow kiss.
He walks back into the living room and sits between Wyatt and Linc. They’re both back in their boxers and lounging on opposite sides of the couch.
Kane grips my hips and wordlessly slides me onto his cock. Nothing is frenzied about our movements. We grind and roll our bodies against each other.
My orgasm builds slowly from deep within me, but I relish each second it takes to get there.
When it crashes over me, I cling to Kane with everything I have. I don’t want anything to separate us as we come together.
His large hands press into my back, holding me flush to him. My head falls to his shoulder as I keep circling my hips against him.
It seems impossible, but the tiniest waves of pleasure keep cresting through me, rippling out from my core and across my limbs.
I’m half asleep against Kane’s chest as my orgasm fully ebbs away. “I love you,” I murmur, wanting them all to hear me.
I’m vaguely aware of their returned sentiments before sleep fully pulls me under with Kane’s arms still firmly wrapped around me.
CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
Abby
I unloadthe last of the groceries, putting everything away in the fridge and pantry. I’m still getting used to the new kitchen. It’s so much bigger than the one at my old house, so I’m still learning where everything goes.
My guys have been adamant about us making this our home now instead of theirs. They’ve offered to get new furniture and decorations or even paint the walls different colors.
I love that they want this to feel like home for me and Mav, but it already does. I felt at home from the very first night I was here after Kane’s accident, and that hasn’t changed.
I’m sure over time changes will be made, but for now, I’m basking in the happiness of all of us being under one roof.
The original plan was to wait a few months for all of us to move in together, but we were all too excited. So there really wasn’t a reason to delay it any longer.
We had to get creative with the bedrooms so everyone has a little space of their own, but we made it work. Kane’s old room is now mine. I tried to fight it, but he eventually wore me down.
There’s always at least one of my guys sleeping beside me, usually more than one. There’s a second king-size bed set to bedelivered next week, so we can all comfortably sleep together in one bed.
The boys are sharing a room on the main floor of the house. We gave them the option to have their own rooms on opposite sides of the hall, but they elected to share.
The relationship they have is so special. They had a close bond before, but we’ve all seen it grow even deeper over the last month.
Apparently, Mav wasn’t surprised when the guys talked to him about marrying me. He had clocked my feelings for them long before that. He’s way too fucking smart for his own good.
I’m going to be in deep shit when he’s a teenager. Let’s just hope he chooses to use his brain for good and not evil.
Maybe Oliver will be a good influence on him.
When I asked how he felt about us moving in with Oliver’s family, he gave me the biggest hug I think he’s ever given me. When he pulled back, there were tears in his eyes.
