Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
When she was ready, I looked to Cowboy. Cowboy shifted, and I watched as he entered her pussy. He groaned. Sia tucked her head into the crook between his neck and shoulder. I stroked her back, wondering how the fuck I got so lucky to even have this one time with her. Before I could let myself think about anything else outside of this moment, I moved forward and started pushing into her ass. I gritted my teeth, shutting my eyes as I slipped inside. Sia cried out, her head snapping back. Cowboy turned her head slightly to the side so I could see her face. It was a picture that would be forever ingrained into my memory. Eyes fluttering closed, mouth slightly parted, cheeks flushed and back arched. “Älskling,” I whispered as I filled her to the hilt. I froze, Cowboy unmoving as I tipped my head back and just fucking felt.
I’d always had a fucking storm inside me. One that raged but never settled. I always needed to keep moving. Needed to get my mind away from thinking, because if I thought, everything became too fucking much and I couldn’t take it. But here, inside Sia, my hands on her body, the fucking storm calmed. The noises I couldn’t quiet in my head went silent. All I heard was her and me and Cowboy.
But I knew this quiet wouldn’t last.
It couldn’t. So I held onto it while I fucking had the chance.
Sia sighed, and I crawled forward, my chest flush to her back. I kissed her neck. “Älskling,” I murmured and started to move. I started slowly, moving Sia’s face until I could kiss her mouth. As her tongue rolled against mine, Cowboy moved his hips. Sia threw her head back and moaned. I braced my hands on either side of her, palms to the mattress. Cowboy held her face in his hands, watching every expression she made. His lips parted as he watched her, pure fucking adoration. I wished I could see her face too. As if he heard my thought, he tilted her head again until I could.
She was so fucking beautiful. Never seen a bitch so perfect.
I dropped my head against her neck as we moved faster. Sia alternated between kissing me and kissing Cowboy. I groaned, feeling every fucking part of this. We’d fucked bitches like this before, too many times to count. But nothing was like this. I closed my eyes, fucking letting myself savor this moment, blocking out all the dark ghosts that threatened to invade my head.
“Hush,” she murmured. “Cowboy.” Then obliterating me, she whispered, “Valan,” followed by “Aubin.”
Cowboy groaned as loud as I did as our real names fell from her lips. I worked my hips faster and faster, feeling that pressure starting to build in my legs. I pushed off Sia’s back, needing to go faster still. Cowboy guided Sia up, her back arching until she fell against my chest. I put one arm around her waist, the other around her chest. Sia’s head fell back on my shoulder. Cowboy’s hands were on her hips. His eyes were glazed, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he came.
I rolled my hips faster, Sia’s mouth parting. One hand gripped mine, the other held Cowboy’s as his breathing became ragged. “I’m gonna come,” she whispered, her face contorting as she tensed then screamed out her release.
Cowboy growled low and came too. I worked Sia through it, then, dropping my head to her shoulder, came so hard my jaw ached from how tightly I clenched my teeth.
Sia breathed. Cowboy breathed. I breathed. Condensation dripped from the windows. Sia leaned back to kiss me. It was soft this time. I closed my eyes, feeling everything, memorizing her taste, how her lips felt.
Then all too soon she broke away. She leaned down and kissed Cowboy. I moved back, removed the condom, and threw it away. I lay beside Sia, and she curled against my chest. I held her, feeling the after-effects of what just happened slipping away. I looked down, seeing my arm over hers. Seeing Cowboy’s over her waist. My stomach fell, knowing that I was a jigsaw piece that would never fit.
“I love you both so much,” Sia murmured, her voice dripping with sleep. My nostrils flared, and I had to work hard not to fucking break apart. I couldn’t say it back. I knew what was coming. If I said those words, I was never gonna do what I had to.
“Love you too, cher,” Cowboy said.
I paused, letting the unspoken words join theirs. I opened my mouth and whispered in Swedish, “I wish things were different.”
“That’s beautiful,” Sia said, closing her tired eyes. She wouldn’t have thought it was beautiful if she’d understood me. I felt Cowboy’s suspicious eyes on me.