Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“Ignore me. I’ll just leave you two to it and pretend I didn’t see,” she mutters as she turns around.
Before she can make a beeline, I slam the door shut, planting my hand on the wood. “You’re not going anywhere.”
“Wait, Ivy? What are you doing here?” Max mutters, swiftly pulling up his pants as if that’ll hide the evidence of what we did in here.
She tucks her hair behind her ear. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Max’s face begins to glow. “I thought you were training with Silas,” he stutters.
“She obviously got tired of him,” I say, smirking.
“Whatever.” She tries to move away from me, but I plant another hand against the door, trapping her inside. “Why won’t you let me leave?”
“You think I can let you go after what you just witnessed?”
“Is this supposed to scare me?” she asks, folding her arms. “What do I even gain from spilling your dirty secrets when I’m already practically your fuck doll?”
I run my tongue along my lip. “Tell everyone. I don’t care.”
She frowns. “Then why are you stopping me?” She briefly glances at Max, who’s still hiding in the corner. “You’re obviously busy.”
A smirk forms on my face. “Are you jealous?”
Her jaw drops, and she makes a choking sound, but no actual words come out of her mouth, and that tells me enough.
“You are,” I say.
“I just got caught off guard,” she mutters.
“For what? Running away?” I tilt my head. “You can’t escape any of us. Not Silas, not me, not Max.” She swallows as I inch closer. “I thought we made that very clear.”
“I guess all that stuff you said back in the shop was a lie, then,” she says.
“What did you tell her?” Max asks.
“He said he wanted me to give him my heart,” she says, eyeing Max. “And you told me you loved me.”
“I do. I do love you,” Max says, stepping closer.
A part of me wants to rip her to shreds for earning his love … but another part of me wants to lick her until she screams my name. Fuck. I’ve never felt so torn between two people in my life.
“But I just caught you two having sex. Do you want me, or do you want him?” she asks Max and me. “Which is it?”
She may have stolen his heart like a true thief, but she will fucking learn to share, and it starts now.
I grab her throat and shove her against the door while her eyes widen. “Both.”
I smash my lips onto hers, claiming her just like I did in the changing room, right in front of Max. And fuck me, does it feel good to kiss both of them right after each other.
I pry open her lips and make her yield with my tongue alone, probing inside. She moans and squirms underneath my hand, but she’s helpless against the onslaught of lust already coursing through her veins just from my kiss.
With my other hand, I splay her legs and push up her dress until my fingers reach her pussy, and I start rubbing it again.
God, she looks so fucking good in that dress I bought her.
Suddenly, she bites my lip, and I withdraw, tasting my own blood.
“You bit me,” I mutter.
“You kissed me,” she retorts.
I turn around when I notice Max hovering so close I can barely contain my raging boner from plowing through him once again. I’m still hard as fuck and not nearly finished with either of them.
Something’s got to give.
These walls are coming down.
I grab Max’s hair and kiss him just as hard, right in front of her, licking the roof of his mouth, twisting and turning my tongue around his until his breathless moans fill the room. All while I’m still fondling her. From the corner of my eye, I watch her reaction, the goose bumps growing on her skin, the lip that’s tugged by her teeth, and fuck me, I don’t think there’s ever been anything hotter than this.
Maybe this is what I’ve been craving all along.
Not just her or him … but us.
Together.
“Please,” Max murmurs, pulling away to look at Ivy, who leans back against the door, all flustered. “I love you, Ivy. But I love him too, and I don’t want to choose.”
She sucks in a breath, hesitant but so very fucking sexy. I can’t get enough.
I push Max closer. “Kiss her.”
He leans in to plant a kiss on her neck, sucking on her skin like it’s nobody’s business. I lean in too and suck on her earlobe, slowly drawing a line all the way down to her clavicles where I meet him, and I kiss him between kissing her neck as we slowly make our way back up to her face.
And the second he plants one single, soft kiss on her lips, I add a hungered one of my own, biting and tugging at her lip until she can’t distinguish either of us or the conflicting needs coursing through her veins.