Page 31 of Forever Theirs

A heavy arm draped over my shoulders, urging me closer. I rested my head on his shoulder while his opposite arm wrapped around me, sealing me against his side.

“Are you right now?” he whispered, lips brushing against my hair. “Happy?”

I searched inside myself to find a truthful answer. “The potential is there, yeah. But right now, I’m just…”

“Confused?”

I shook my head. “Living. For the first time, I want to justbeand not overthink everything.” I gestured between us, my fingertips accidentally skimming along his sculpted chest. “You said everyone needs a reset, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.”

His calloused palm cradled my cheek, holding me in place as he adjusted so our noses almost touched.

“Can I kiss you?” he rasped, caramel eyes searching mine, almost pleading.

“Yes.”

I’d barely gotten the word out before his lips sealed to mine in an emotional, soul-consuming kiss. My lids fluttered closed as a soft sigh passed from my lips to his. With a guttural groan, Aiden scooted even closer, hand slipping from my cheek to delve into my loose hair. His grip tightened, and he used the firm hold to adjust the angle, deepening the kiss.

Desire seared in my lower belly, urging me to climb onto his lap and settle my throbbing core over the bulge restricted by his jeans to alleviate the insistent throb between my thighs. His tongue danced with mine, our lips moving together as the searing heat between us burned brighter. Growing brave, I raked both hands through his hair, nails scraping along his scalp.

“Fucking hell,” he groaned. Dropping his hold on my hair, a wide palm settled over my hip, fingers flexing and digging into the moldable flesh just below my ass. With a controlled shift and pull, Aiden urged a leg over his lap, moving me until I straddled him. “This okay?”

I nodded before surging forward to press my lips to his again, desperate for more. His hips flexed, applying a teasing hint of pressure right where I needed it. My lips vibrated with his needy moan, which stoked the heat flowing through my veins even hotter. Sweat beaded along my forehead and down my spine, the temperature in the cabin having gone from comfortable to inferno in a matter of minutes.

My eyes fluttered open at a sound that somehow filtered through the pounding in my ears. A sharp inhale brushed past my swollen lips at finding Miles leaning against the solid wood door Aiden had me pinned against minutes earlier.

Miles’s heated observation slid from my face, pausing where my core had settled over Aiden’s denim-restrained cock. With a raised eyebrow, he smirked and hitched his chin in a silent command for us to keep going.

My hands tightened around Aiden’s shoulders, and a pitiful whimper escaped, drawing Aiden’s eyes to what had captured my full attention. Because that was what it felt like. Miles’s observing gaze locked me in place, holding me captive while I squirmed against Aiden.

“Don’t mind me,” Miles said, voice even deeper than normal. “I like to watch.”

It was right then that I knew for certain.

Whatever these two wanted from me, I was all in.

Six days with two hot-as-hell men who wanted me and who I craved in return…

This was my life reset, and I would gladly let them help me forget about what I left behind.

11

AIDEN

My fingers flexed around her hips, the tips digging deep enough that I should worry about bruising her fair skin. I forced myself to swallow the groan that wanted to escape at the way her body molded beneath my grip. It was sexy as fuck. She fit perfectly over me, and I knew the kiss we shared would star in many of the wet dreams in my future.

I blinked at Miles, a slow smirk pulling at my lips. Based on the tent pitched in the front of his jeans, I knew he was just as turned on as I was. He wasn’t lying just now. He did like to watch. Though I hoped as he built trust and a stronger connection with Aspen, he’d want to take part more than he had in the past.

I knew someone like Aspen wouldn’t shy away because of his scars or make him feel anything less than the hero he absolutely fucking was. But he would need to work that out at his own pace. It wouldn’t be an overnight fix, but the longer we were together, the more he would see that she was different.

In the best ways possible.

“Hi,” Aspen whispered, gaze still locked on Miles.

With a cocky smile, he shoved off the door and strode toward us, never dropping her stare. Miles paused behind her, directly in front of where I sat on the couch with her straddling me, and reached out to grasp her chin, tilting her face up and back to meet his until she was staring at him almost upside down.

“I’m assuming you made your decision,” he murmured while rubbing the pad of his thumb along her lower lip in slow, deliberate strokes. Aspen nodded, but Miles clicked his tongue and pressed his thumb between her lips. “I need words, baby girl.”

A groan slipped out as her whole body shivered, which had her vibrating on top of me.

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