Something moved in his expression. Relief and want and something that wasn't either. He pulled her down and started pounding harder chasing his own release, he thrusted once, twice and spilled inside her. Nicholas followed seconds later with a sound that came out not sounding like his at all.
She lay between them.
Catching her breath. Staring at the ceiling.
The heat was still there. Lower.but is was survivable. But still there, still simmering, still not done with her.
Sebastian shifted beside her.
She looked at him.
He looked back at her and he reached out and tucked her hair back from her face. A gesture so quiet after everything that it caught her completely off guard.
Then his hand moved.
He guided her onto her back.
Nicholas moved over her...face to face, forearms framing her head, silver eyes looking directly into hers. She felt him against her and lifted her hips and he pushed inside and she exhaled long and slow at the familiar fullness of him.
