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Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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I gasp, "Okay."

There's no resistance when I slide down onto his waiting erection. I'm so slick and open that I can take him easily despite his huge size. I rest my hand on his chest, giving a few testing rolls of my hips. The depth is crazy, but if I lean forward just a little, I can handle it. We move together like the calm ocean lapping against the hull of a ship. I lose myself in his eyes, his mouth, the press of his fingers into my flesh. I'm overwhelmed with feelings that tumble over and over in my chest, threatening to escape at any moment.

"That's it, baby," he says. "That's it. That's fucking it."

His eyes are scrunched tightly, his face twisted, and his neck strained. So close to release, he's even more beautiful.

The sense of unshackled power that rushes through me spins my mind as my body spasms.

"Oh fuck." His hips lose control, and then he's pumping up, releasing so deep that I almost fall off him. Only Travis and Dornan's steadying hands keep me where I need to be.

I don't stay upright for long, though. Somehow, I end up on my side with my head on Elias's chest and Dornan at my back. Their bodies are so warm and huge that I can't move at all.

There's no room for Travis to embrace me, but he doesn't seem bothered. He kneels over me with my legs between his, slicks his finger over his tongue, and runs it between my labia, landing on my clit.

"I can't," I groan, but he only laughs like my denial is the funniest joke he's ever heard. I understand why. With only a few tight circles, I'm already close again. "Use your fingers, Elias," Travis says.

Even though Elias is groggy as fuck, he pushes two thick fingers into my ravaged pussy and moves them in and out with a twist in easy strokes. Dornan kisses my neck and tells me I'm beautiful, and I come all over again, surrounded by loving words and persistent, gorgeous men.

The words "I love you" spill out of my mouth like a plea. It's said to no one in particular, and as soon as those three little words leave my lips, I'm stunned. I've never spoken them before. Eddie was never in my love zone, and it seems that I was never in his. In all the time we were together, I never felt the kind of connection I feel with these men.

"She's sex drunk," Elias says, but he peers down at me as though he isn't sure if that's the only reason I said the four-letter word that he probably fears as much as I do.

"I love you, too," Dornan says without hesitation. "I've felt it for the longest time, but I thought we'd just always be friends."

Travis bends to kiss the outside of my thigh. "I love you, too, baby," he says, threading his fingers through mine. Dornan kisses my neck, and I close my eyes, slipping into the bliss that is love and being loved.

A hand cups my face, and I open my eyes to find Elias gazing down at me. There's so much uncertainty in his expression. He hesitates, opening his mouth and pressing his lips together as though he's at war with himself. "It's okay," I whisper because it is. This isn't a race to the finish line. I know he cares about me. It's in every look and every touch and every protective act. I don't need words to feel treasured.

I touch his chest, and his heart beats at a rapid pace against my palm.

He kisses my lips so softly that tears spring to my eyes. These last weeks have been so fraught with emotion and so packed with craziness that I don't know whether I'm coming or going. When he pulls back and sees my tears, his swallow is audible.

"Don't cry," he says. "Don't cry because I'm an emotionally crippled asshole who can't express his feelings." He laughs dryly, using his rough thumb to brush away the single tear that escapes to run down my cheek.

"I'm not crying because I'm sad," I admit. "I'm crying because I never thought I could be this happy."

He blinks, surprised. I turn to kiss Dornan's lips, languishing in our first love kiss that is sweet and light and perfect. I scramble to sit so that I can wrap my arms around Travis and kiss him, too. His body is warm, and his touch is so gentle that another tear leaks from my eye.

Before I can return to Elias, he's there to ease me from Travis's embrace and pull me against his chest. His arms hold me so tightly I can hardly breathe. "I love you, Celine," he says. "It terrifies the fuck out of me, but there's nothing I can do about it."


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