Page 114 of Blissful Devotion

“Yes, fuck Vince indeed, my dear.” Nathan stands behind her, his fingers tangling in her hair and forcing her head back until she looks up at him.

I take that as my cue to get this show on the road and slowly start thrusting up into her, looking to slowly build pleasure instead of crashing into it this time.

I hear the pop of the cap, and suddenly his need for something from his coat makes much more sense.

“Always ready for anything,” I say with a chuckle, shaking my head at my friend.

If anyone was going to have a tube of lube in his pocket, it would be him, though I can’t say I blame him with Kat. I'd kick myself if I wasn’t prepared and wasted a chance with her.

“You’re welcome,” he says without so much as looking my way, his tone flat, eyes focused a second before I feel Kat tense.

“If Alex wouldn’t possibly kill me for it, I would love to fuck your ass, my queen.” Her eyes go wide, but she doesn’t say anything, simply staring up at him.

“I’m still half tempted,” he says with a smirk, his eyes finding hers, dilating at just the thought, and I groan because it would be wonderful.

“Next time.” He slowly releases his hold on her hair, guiding her head to lie on my shoulder before soothing it down her spine, leaving her ass up.

God, I bet that’s a sight.

I feel him as he presses himself to her entrance, not entering yet.

“Breathe, love,” I tell her, realizing she’s been too still. “If it hurts, tell us. We can stop, work through it, or find something else. There’s no pressure.”

She glances up at me through her lashes, and I know she’s worried I can see the concern that shines in her eyes. One day she won’t think twice about our words, but that day isn’t today, not yet.

Her ex put her through some shit, but I’m more than happy to teach her how a man should make her feel, the trust she should be able to find in her partners.

We all are.

Until then, I’m happy to show her every day, in every way.

Nathan inches forward, and her breath catches. I feel her heartbeat as it beats a wild rhythm in her chest, but she doesn’t tell him to stop; nothing on her face says she’s in pain.

Inch by agonizing inch.

I’d never intended to fuck someone like this, always worried about being just a little too close to another man. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I didn’t think I would want it.

Right now I can’t bring myself to care, though; Nate might as well be my brother, and this is our woman. If fucking her together is something she might like, well, I’m down to try.

Judging by the little sounds she keeps making and the way her nostrils flare with every little movement, I’d dare say she’s enjoying herself.

“You know if we fucked you like this enough and filled you each time, you could have twins where one was his and one mine,” Nathan says as he finally sinks in the last inch, and I hear how much this is wearing on him with the grit of his teeth.

He isn’t the only one either.

I hiss through my teeth, gripping her hips as I push up into her as her walls flutter around both of us.

“Fucking hell, if we don’t get to the fucking part, I might just very well skip to the filling,” I choke, making her chuckle.

If only she knew I was serious.

Nathan moves slowly, pulling out, and Jesus Christ, I’m pretty sure I can feel his piercing. Maybe they weren’t such a great idea after all.

He pulls most of the way out before he thrusts slowly back in, and I watch Kat’s face for any sign of discomfort.

Once he’s fully back in, I test the waters as well before Nate pulls out as I push in, starting a rhythm that has her crying out in seconds, her face twisted up in pleasure, her breathing labored as her nails dig into my arms.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last.” I tear my eyes away from Kat’s perfect face to look at Nathan and find he doesn’t look much better than I feel.