Page 70 of Hide Little Traitor

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His words wash over me, and my stupid heart does a flip at what sounded a lot like a threat.

“Oh, things will be working out, Siren. I have no intention of ever letting you go.”

It’s naive to think that things can work out between us.

Camilla’s situation is so different from this one, not least because the guys were already a unit long before they met her.

And how is it fair for me to expect them to put their grievances to the side just to make me happy?

I don’t get a chance to argue before Ronan is behind me, tipping my hips up in line with his cock while Ryker shoves a pillow beneath me.

“Do you want me to wear a condom?”

I shake my head. “I have an IUD, and I’ve only been with Ryker since the last time with you.”

Silence fills the room, and I glance over my shoulder at the man I’ve spent a decade longing for. Even when I thought he hated me, even when I believed he may have known what his father was planning to do to me, I never stopped needing him.

His eyes are filled with emotions I can’t place as he drags a gentle hand down my bare back. The oversized shirt gathered around my shoulders.

Ronan swallows heavily. “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”

My lips part in surprise. “No one?”

“No one else was ever you, Sparrow. I never gave up on finding you, and even if I had, the idea of another woman touching me made my skin crawl.”

My chest tightens as tears gather in my eyes, my own emotions running rampant through my chest.

He gives me a soft smile. “Waiting for you to come back to me was the only thing that made sense.”

“You two are sickeningly cute,” Ryker comments, reminding me of the compromising position I’m currently in.

“You’re going to have to up your game, bodyguard.” Ronan smirks, dragging his cock through my aching heat.

“Last time I checked, you’ve never spent seven hours in the trunk of a sedan.”

“I think that’s closer to stalker behavior than cute.”

He shrugs, and I can’t help but giggle. The two of them bickering is kind of sweet, and for the first time I allow myself to think things could work out between the three of us.

Damon and Kingston may be an impossible sell, but I think I could feel complete without them, even if my heart will always long for two parts of itself.

“Oh, you think that’s funny, Siren?” He smirks down at me. “How about we put those pouty lips to better use?”

I nod, dragging my bottom lip between my teeth as he positions himself in front of me.

Up close, his cock is as beautiful as it is intimidating, the contrast between thorns and roses making me desperate to taste him.

Flicking my tongue over his tip, I groan as the taste of his precum bursts across my taste buds.

“Jesus,” Ronan murmurs, sinking inch by inch into my needy pussy. “So fucking tight. You’re taking me so well, Sparrow.”

I clench around him as his praise washes over me.

Ryker brushes tendrils of hair from my cheeks, gathering the strands at the base of my skull as I swirl my tongue around his head.

It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve given head, but what I lack in recent experience, I make up for in desperate enthusiasm.