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Stone had never felt as alive ashe did in that moment.
Here, with Stevie and Nico. Nothing else mattered except the three of them coming together like this. It allowed him to block out everything else because it paled in comparison.
It didn’t matter that Zane held his future in the palm of his hand becausethattook a backseat to this any day of the week. Stone would do what he needed to do to take care of these two people. He would find something else, do something else,besomething else. It was inconsequential because the whole of his happiness existed right here in this room.
It wasn’t even about the sex. That was a bonus, a way to take the edge off their amped-up emotions. It was about connecting on a wavelength that brought them back to where it all began. Rough and dirty was what they all craved, but it was so much more than that. Those things added fun and excitement, but they weren’t what bound the three of them together. The only thing powerful enough to do that was love.
“Please!” Stevie hissed, writhing under the onslaught of Nico’s ministrations.
“Good girls ask nicely,” Stone teased, putting one knee on the bed.
She whimpered. “Please.” Her back arched. “Make me come!”
“Still didn’t ask nicely.” He pinched her nipple, earning a guttural moan. “Is it not enough?”
Stevie shook her head, her eyes closed, mouth in a thin line.
She was beautiful like this. At their mercy, capable of taking only what they were willing to give her. It was how he’d planned it.
“You need more,” he said, purposely not phrasing it as a question.
“Yes.”
“Hmm.” He stretched out on the bed beside her, propping his head on his hand and using the other to pull her leg back, opening her up to Nico’s mouth.
Leaning forward, he took her nipple between his lips, lightly teasing the little nub with his tongue. She whimpered, relaxing as he caressed her softly, sweetly. When she began to mewl, he bit her nipple.
Stevie cried out, her back arching. “Again!”
He did it again.
“You think she deserves to come yet?” he asked Nico between intimate nibbles.
Nico lifted his head. “Not yet.”
“When?” Stevie cried out. “I can’t take it!”
Stone chuckled, releasing her nipple and turning his attention to her face. He pressed his fingertips to her chin, turning her head, forcing her to look at him.
“Say yes.”
She frowned. “To what?”
“To marrying us.”
Her eyes closed as she shook her head.
“Finger her,” Stone instructed Nico.
Stevie cried out when Nico plunged his fingers inside her, his lips wrapped around her clit.
“Don’t you dare come,” Stone warned Stevie, pinching her nipple again, letting her ride the fine line between pain and ecstasy.
“I … I … oh, God! Please.”
“We’ll give you everything you want as soon as you say yes.”
