Page 191 of My Undead Love Life

“I love you, too!”

His pace quickened. The sounds of our bodies filled the room, mixed with quiet moans, rough breaths, and the creak of the treehouse in the wind. Keith’s hand caught mine and pressed it into the mattress above my head. “I missed this,” he whispered.

My heart clenched. “You have me.”

“Always?”

“Always.”

His thrusts became harder, his breathing uneven against my mouth.

Oxi pressed more firmly against my clit, and pleasure began gathering again beneath my skin.

Keith groaned my name as he came. The sound and the deep pulse of him inside me pushed me over with him.

I cried out, body clenching around him as another orgasm rolled through me. Keith kissed me through it.

When he finally pulled away, I felt his cum trickle out of me.

Luck pointed. “Show-off.”

Keith lay beside me and kissed my temple. “Your turn to impress everyone.”

Oxi already had pre-cum on his tip. “You’re mine now, snowfire.”

Keith lifted one brow. “Ours.”

“Her attention is mine right now.” Oxi winked at me.

“My attention is currently divided,” I said breathlessly.

Luck kissed my shoulder. “We can fix that.”

“I intend to.” Oxi kneeled between my thighs. His hands gripped my hips. There was a different kind of hunger in him.

Keith made love to me like he was returning home from a long time away. Oxi took me like he needed proof I would stay.

He pressed into me slowly at first, his lips parting on a rough groan. “Fuck.”

My body was sensitive from Keith, and the stretch made me whimper.

Oxi froze immediately. “Too much?”

“No. Not at all.” I grabbed his wrists. “Keep going.”

His green eyes searched my face before he pushed the rest of the way inside. His head dropped. “Beautiful,” he whispered. “You feel so fucking beautiful.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist. He pulled back and thrust hard. The force rocked me across the mattress.

A sharp cry escaped me.

Oxi’s mouth curved. “There she is.”

His pace was rougher than Keith’s, each stroke driving deep and dragging another moan from me. His fingers dug into my hips, but not painfully. He held me like something precious, even while fucking me hard enough to make the bed shift beneath us.

Keith moved beside my shoulder, kissing my mouth while his fingers found my clit. Oxi watched him touch me, and heat flared in his gaze.

“Make her come on me,” he pleaded.