Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
“Thank you, Carys,” he whispered. “I promise I won’t let you down again.”
She didn’t have a chance to answer because he took her breath away with a powerful thrust forward, pulling her off Aidan’s cock before he pressed his hips up and surged inside her.
Carys gave over, being drawn back and forth between them. The feeling was so familiar and safe, she couldn’t deny them. She told them she loved them over and over while the feeling built inside her. It rolled over her skin and connected the three of them in a way they hadn’t been even in the last few days. This was what they needed. Being together. With nothing at all between them.
Her body flushed with pleasure as they pushed her over the edge, and then she felt Tris’s hands tighten on her hips before he filled her ass. Aidan followed, giving her everything he had.
They fell together, a pile of satisfaction.
She felt Tristan’s lips on her shoulder, Aidan’s on her cheek.
She was warm and safe and loved.
For now.
Chapter Fifteen
Carys allowed Aidan to lead her into the lush bar at the back of the hotel. This wasn’t the lobby bar. The hotel boasted a small, Paris-in-the-twenties themed speakeasy-style bar. Naturally when her cousin went for a drink, she’d passed by the elegant bar in front for this obvious den of iniquity. Kala sat at the bar, looking perfectly at home in the low light.
She wasn’t alone, but the two people with her did look a bit out of place.
Tasha was in yoga pants and a sweatshirt, like she’d tossed something on before coming here. Same for Zach, who was in gym pants and a T-shirt.
“What are they doing here?” Aidan asked.
“Probably trying to figure out how to fix the glasses.” She winced. “I supposed Uncle Ian’s going to be upset we cut off communications so we could have sex.”
“We cut off communications so we could have a fight not everyone would express an opinion about,” Aidan corrected. “We ignored our cell phones because we were having sex. And honestly, I’m leaving this whole part to Tris, who is likely getting yelled at right now. Tash coming out was unnecessary. Are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you?”
When she’d walked out of the shower, she’d known she couldn’t simply slip back into bed. She was antsy, despite the orgasms. Or maybe because of them. The intimacy, really. Being with them reminded her of everything she’d ever wanted out of life. But she had questions, questions she wasn’t sure Tris could answer. Or rather she wasn’t sure she would believe him. Kala was a different story. Her cousin would be brutally honest with her.
“Hey.” Tash turned and walked over. “I need to talk to Tris. And apparently Kala didn’t mention that you can’t not answer your damn cell phones. This is not a vacation. I apologize for using the glasses the way my sisters and dad did, but Adam can’t simply cut off communications when Tristan wants him to.”
Aidan held a hand up. “That was me. And I heard about the cells. We’ll be more careful about it. I’ll take you up to Tris. Carys wanted to talk to Kala.”
“A drink would be nice, too,” she admitted. “Tris insisted someone walk me down, and then he figured out he had forty messages on his cell, so Aidan it was. He said I would be okay as long as I was with Ka…Kara.”
Zach frowned, crossing his muscular arms over his chest. He looked like he’d been impersonating her Uncle Ian and had gotten good at it. “Whatever Adam did screwed up the connection between here and the safe house. I have to take them back to Lou.”
“I’ve got them in my bag. Let’s go upstairs and talk to Tris, then we can get back to base,” Tash said and glared her sister’s way. “Don’t let her out of your sight again.”
Kala gave her a salute that managed to drip sarcasm and then tipped back her glass. “Come on, Carys. You want a drink. Pierre and I were starting a lovely friendship when Tash came in. She’s got the righteous indignation thing down. Told you I’d get in trouble if I let your threesome love be a private thing.”
Carys slid onto the barstool beside her. The bartender was on a landline at the back of the bar, but he quickly hung up and started filling an order.
Aidan gave her a wave before walking off with Tash and Zach.
“So I take it things went real south.” Kala pushed her empty glass slightly away and sighed. “I was kind of hoping that fight would end in some nasty, soul-fulfilling sex. Guess I was wrong. The world sucks.”
“Of course it ended in sex.” Carys kept her voice low, though there were only a few men sitting in the back of the bar at this late hour. “And it was…everything. But it’s still right there between us. I need to understand why he did what he did, and I think you might be able to tell me.”