The air in Rory’s bedroom was thick, like the walls themselves were holding their breath, watching the way two men with too much history and not enough restraint circled each other around the only woman who could make them both lose their damn minds.
Jace had come first.
Laid her bare. Branded her with orgasm after orgasm until her body trembled and she couldn’t say his name without moaning it.
But TJ?
He was the thunder rolling in after lightning had already struck.
And now?
Now, Jace was behind her. One strong arm wrapped around her waist like she was his anchor to reality, the other hand spreading her thigh open, wide and shameless. His c*m still glistened at the edge of her p***y wet, swollen, spent but not even close to finished.
TJ stood at the foot of the bed, chest rising li
