They work together to find a rhythm. The sex is slow and deep. I’m filled completely, owned in every way. I can’t form words anymore, just broken moans.
The physical pleasure is surreal, but it’s the truth in their words that heightens our connection.
I’ll always have Felix and Tyler. I’ll never be without either of them again and that’s all that truly matters.
“I can’t last much longer,” I warn.
Tyler reaches between us, circling my clit with his thumb. “Come for us again. Let go, Harper.”
My muscles tighten, sending flutters throughmy body. When Tyler brings my nipple into his mouth, the buildup of pleasure erupts.
My voice cracks and my vision blurs. This time, the climax is deeper, bursting through me with euphoria. My orgasm grips their cocks, making them groan in unison.
“Fuck,” Tyler hisses beneath me. His jaw clenches and his fingers dig into my hips, holding me down firmly as he thrusts up one final time. “So good. You feel so fucking good. I love you, baby.”
Tyler’s words turn to incoherent grunts as he finishes inside me. I love having this impact on him. His eyes never leave mine, desperate and holding me captive in his gaze.
Felix arrives moments later. “Shit. Fuck, Harper.Fuck.” His hips press flush against me, burying his cock completely, coming deep within my ass. “You’re mine. Both of ours. Always.”
I feel weightless, blissfully content. The moment my orgasm is over, I drop forward onto Tyler’s chest with sheer exhaustion. He wraps me in his arms as Felix presses gentle kisses to my spine, the two of them remaining buried in me. We’re all struggling to catch our breath. I can hear Tyler’s heart racing against my ear.
Felix kisses my shoulder. “I promise you, Harper, you’re going to have everything in this lifetime you’ve ever wanted. Tyler and I will make sure of it.”
CHAPTER FORTY
FELIX
The elevator slides open, returning the three of us home to the penthouse after our weekend away at the wedding. Morning sun shines through the windows, warming the place.
Tyler drops our bags by the entryway, then pulls Harper onto the couch with him in a hug. She’s quiet today, exhausted after the weekend but also suffering with period cramps.
I head to the medicine cabinet, grabbing pain relief, then return to her side with a glass of water. “Swallow these pills. You’ll feel better soon.”
She takes the medicine and gives me a sleepy smile.
“Are you performing tonight?” Tyler asks her.
“Tomorrow night, which reminds me, I need to sew more pointe shoes.” She glances around, searching for something, then sighs. “I left my sewing kit in our bedroom downstairs.”
Harper makes a move to stand up but I gently pushher back down. “I’ll grab your sewing kit. I need to run downstairs for a second anyway to collect a few documents to show Tyler.”
“Want us to come with you?” He stretches, placing both hands behind his head.
“No.” I kiss Harper’s hair. “Get unpacked. Run a bath. Relax. I’ll be right back. Ten minutes at most.”
Harper smiles at me, snuggling into Tyler. “Don’t take too long. I want you in the bath with me.”
Tyler laughs, muttering a smug comment, though I hear it on my way out. “Orgasms are supposed to be good pain relief for period cramps. I’m happy to be of service in any way I can help.”
She giggles and swats his arm.
I smirk, catching my last glimpse of Harper and Tyler before I’m in the elevator. Knowing them, I’ll return to find them having sex.
As I travel down to the office, all I can think about is racing back to Harper and taking care of her while she’s in discomfort. I want to wash her hair while she bathes, then wrap her in a warm dressing gown and make a heat pack for her stomach. I want to cook her dinner and massage her feet, then sew pointe shoes while listening to her talk about the four children we’re going to have.
Fuck, I’m so ridiculously happy. I’m smiling like a fool right now, alone in this elevator. I never thought this happiness was in the cards for me. I haveeverything. The love of my life. Shit is good with Tyler again. Not only do I have him back as a brother but we’re working together on a business goal we’ve dreamed of for the longest time.Harper is ours. We’ll get her pregnant. I have no doubt about it even if she’s lost faith.
The elevator doors slide open to the staff quarters of The Scarlet Mirage. At this hour of the day, late Monday morning, the venue is closed and no staff are working.
