VIVIENNE's POV
"Everywhere…" I sobbed, my hands letting go of Roman to grab at Rhys's unbuttoned shirt, dragging him closer until his chest was pressing against my side. "Inside... deep inside. I feel like I'm dying."
Maddox was on the bed a second later.
He didn't even up his mouth to utter a word.
He shifted behind me, his massive, warm frame wrapping around my back, trapping me between him and Roman.
His broad, rough hands reached around my waist, his thumbs pressing into the soft skin of my lower belly, applying a deep, steady pressure right over the area where my womb was aching.
"Is this better?" Maddox growled into my ear, his teeth grazing my earlobe as his broad chest heaved against my back.
"Yes... oh God, yes…'' I whimpered, leaning back into his solid chest, my head falling onto his shoulder.
The weight of all three of them surrounding me, their hands touching my skin, their scents flooding my nose, began to dull the sharp, terrifying edge of the pain.
