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I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. “Chads are usually stupid.”
“What did Chad do to you, Shortcake?” Her skin stains impossibly red as her eyes lock with mine. They’re pretty, like the color of pine trees against white snow. “Shortcake?” she huffs. “I’m tall.” She’s right; she is tall, by the looks of her long, shapely legs. However, I’m 6’2”. But that’s not why I called her ‘shortcake.’ “Your skin,” I grin, “reminds me of my favorite dessert. Strawberry Shortcake.”
This woman is a surprise. An unexpected gift in an overcrowded airport, and I want to unwrap her—in more ways than one.
This woman knows how to use her mouth, and together we’re a fire on a cold winter’s night, burning and snapping in a symphony of heat and flame.
“Put your hands on my shoulders,” I tell her. “Yes, Sir.” Her tone is teasing, but my entire body thrums at her words. “Call me that again, Riley, and I may have Jace tie you to my bed all night so I can hear you call me Sir while I make you come till Christmas morning.”
“Now be a good girl and turn around. I need that pretty hole of yours nice and stretched for us.”
“You’re so beautiful, Riley.” My name on his lips has me cursing quietly. “Especially with my handprints on your ass. I can’t wait to make you our little cock slut tonight.”
“You have such a dirty mouth.” His eyes darken. “The better to eat you with, my dear.”
“Come for me, Shortcake. Come all over my hand like the good little slut you are.”
Leo may be rough, but he also likes to kiss things better.
Jace places one of his thick fingers under her chin, giving her a sly grin that could drop panties within a mile radius. “You’re already a natural, baby. But please, call me Daddy.”
Jace lets out a soft chuckle. “Well, you’re in luck, then. Because I’m the only one he calls Daddy.” My pussy pulses at his words, and I have the intrusive thought to yell, “flash flood warning!” but thankfully, I don’t.
“I’m going to make you feel good, Shortcake.” “But it’s for decoration.” “Then you’re my tree,” I retort.
“I what now?” She gapes. “Squirted. All over Lucas’s face and couch.” She tries to hide her face, but I stop her, holding her hands in mine. “It was hot, Riley. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman come so hard. Have you, baby?” I ask Leo. He shakes his head, starting to wipe the wetness off his face but I stop him. “Don’t wipe away my dessert. Gimme,”
“I want to feel you both, no barriers,” he says passionately. He stares into Riley’s eyes. “I want to watch our come spill out of you, then lick it clean.” “Fucking hell, baby,” I sputter. He knows I have a breeding kink, and the image has the base of my spine tingling and my hips thrusting.
“Do you really think it will fit?” she asks. Her voice is so goddamn cute I almost lose it again. “Oh, Shortcake,” I say. “If I can take it, so can you.”
Jace looks just as sated and happy as she does, a look that, now that I think of it, I haven’t seen much off late. Fuck, he’s beautiful. When his eyes meet mine, I mouth, “I love you.” His lips turn up, and he mouths it back before blinking down at Riley.
“I think over the years, you became my hockey. I know it sounds stupid because you can’t compare a human, especially you, to a game. And I know I tell you I love you, but admitting I love you that fucking much, with everything I have, it terrifies me.”
“You don’t have to be terrified, baby. I’m not a hockey career or someone who overshadows you. I’m a man who’s in love with you. One who has always loved you. You’re not going to lose me, Leo.”
“Dude, it’s 2023. Weirder things have happened than falling in love at first dicking.”
When Jace locks eyes with me, I mouth “I love you,” and it sends him over the edge. With a final thrust, he growls out his release, giving Leo his orgasm alongside him.
“We know we can’t legally marry each other,” Leo says softly. “But we want you to be ours, Riley. In every way we can possibly think of.” Jace tucks a lock of hair behind my ear, his smile adoring. “What Leo means to ask is, will you marry us, Riley?”
