Page 46 of Deliverance

I let out a deep breath and looked up at him. His gaze held me steady as his finger carefully pushed into me, stopping only once his thumb reached my clit. My hips rocked forward as he moved in and out of me. I reached for his neck, pulling his lips to mine. He kept his pace slow and steady, a form of torture despite the pleasure rising inside me. My body felt heavy as I gave into him.My mind cleared, and the world disappeared around us until it was just Dominic and me.

Slow waves of pleasure rose within me, sweeping me away with every stroke of his fingers. I grabbed his forearm as the waves pulled me under, my body shaking against him. He never stopped moving his fingers, pushing me through the orgasm until I begged for mercy, my body oversensitive.

My arms felt weak, and I let go as he slipped out of me, lifting his fingers to his lips and sucking my come from them. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the sight. I shifted and turned, pulling at his sweatpants to reach for his hard cock between us, but he shook his head.

“No, not now, Evelyn. Just let me hold you. Please.”

“Are you sure?”

He placed a kiss on my nose. “I am more than sure. We have time for that later. I just want to hold you now.”

I nodded and snuggled into his chest as he pulled the covers over my naked body. I took in his scent and drifted back off to sleep with overwhelming pleasure still tingling through my body.

Sometime later, the sound of someone knocking on the door woke me up.

“Morning, you two,” Adrian called through the door. “Can I come in?”

“Yes,” Dominic said.

Adrian opened the door, his face softening into a smile when he saw the two of us wrapped around each other. Something in me eased at his reaction. He told me they wouldn’t mind, but hearing it and seeing it were two different things.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” he asked Dominic, leaning against the door frame and folding his arms across his chest.

“Sore, but alive,” Dominic replied.

“Good to hear. Are you up to coming upstairs and going over the profile? We really need to nail this asshole.”

“Yep,” Dominic said, rolling over and getting up.

I wanted to groan at the absence of warmth, but I pulled myself together. It was time to put on my big girl pants and find Kingfisher. The faster I did that, the faster I could live happily ever after with all of them. Well, as much happily ever after as our lives allowed.

A few minutes later, we were dressed and following Adrian into the brothers’ penthouse. Maya, Liam, and Izzy were sitting at the large kitchen table. A whiteboard on wheels sat behind the table. Alexander was in the kitchen with Marcus, and Sebastian was nowhere to be seen.

“Hey, boss,” Maya greeted from their seat at the table.

“Maya,” I greeted warmly, embracing them. “How are you feeling?”

“Good,” they said. “Ready to work. I’ve been helping Liam finish the profile.”

They nodded at Liam, who sat next to them, typing on his laptop. “Hey, Boss Lady,” he greeted me distractedly. “Just pulling the final things together.”

Izzy sat on Liam’s other side, and she nodded at me.

Arms wrapped around me from behind, and Sebastian’s bergamot scent filled my nostrils. “Hi, my darling. Did you sleep well?”

I turned my head to see him waggle his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I did. How about you?”

“Awful,” he announced. “But I always sleep awfully without you in my arms.”

“Stop hogging her,” Marcus grumbled, gently shoving Sebastian out of the way. He placed one hand on my hip and the other hand cupped my cheek. “Morning, sweetheart,” he said, kissing me softly.

“Morning,” I whispered, kissing him back. He released me, and my head spun at the drugging effect of his kisses.

Alexander stepped up next to me. He held a steaming pan of breakfast casserole between two oven mitts and kissed the side of my head as he passed. “Good morning, baby girl,” he said. “Everyone, sit down and dig in.”

A warm smile spread across my face. I was learning that there was nothing Alexander loved more than taking care of people. In another life, maybe he would have been a chef instead of running a security firm.

For a few minutes, all you could hear was the clink of utensils against plates as everyone dug into the food.