Page 105 of My Favorite Secret
“Tell me what happened,” Tyler asks me softly. I can still feel the anger coursing through him. He’s just better at controlling his emotions than Felix.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I whisper. “Just hold me and kiss me.”
Tyler’s arms tighten around me as he presses kisses to my temple, my cheeks, and my lips. I melt into him, desperate to erase Paul’s touch with the feeling of Tyler’s mouth on my skin.
His kisses are soft at first, caressing me with gentle reassurance. But as I part my lips, inviting him deeper, our movements quickly turn heated. My tongue delves into his mouth as I focus on how safe and loved Tyler always makes me feel. I need his touch, his warmth, and to chase away the horror of what almost happened with Paul.
My fingers thread through his hair, tugging him closer. With a low groan, his hands slip beneath my dress, sending sparks of pleasure along my skin.
“Your hands belong on me,” I murmur. “Make me forget what just happened.”
Fumbling in the cramped backseat, we tug at each other’s clothes, removing the barriers between us. We’re so impatient, all we manage is to remove the necessities. He slides my panties off and unzips his pants, lowering his waistband.
Our lips reconnect as he grips my hips, guiding me down onto his hard length. I gasp as he fills me.
Needing to be as close to Tyler as possible, I pull my dress and bra off, along with his shirt, then press my body flush to his, feeling the rapid thud of his heartbeat against my chest. My face buries in the crook of his neck as hot tears leak from my eyes, but these tears are different than before. They’re tears of relief, of feeling cherished and protected.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Tyler murmurs. “I’m here.”
He grips my hips, guiding my movements, helping me ride him. Each time I lower onto him, he reaches an aching spot deep inside that craves his touch. Pleasure curls through my core, building with every rock of my hips against his.
“You’re safe with me,” Tyler continues. “I love you. Nothing exists except the three of us in this car.”
I glance over my shoulder, meeting Felix’s gaze in the rearview mirror as he drives. His eyes are still dark with anger. His jaw tics. He looks physically pained over what Paul almost did to me.
Felix said he wants to kill Paul. Seeing how vicious Felix turned back at the party, there’s no doubt within me he would have beat Paul to death if Tyler hadn’t stopped him. But as Felix watches me on Tyler’s lap, I’m not convinced the battle in his eyes is over Paul anymore.
Felix curses under his breath, snapping his gaze back to the road, gripping the steering wheel tight. I want to know what he’s thinking. I want to soothe him. I open my mouth to ask him what’s traveling through his mind, but Tyler thrusts into me, stealing my breath as he hits a perfect spot.
I turn back to Tyler, working myself up and down on his cock. Our lips crash against each other’s. We’re sharing the same breath. I reach down to my clit, needing to come, but am distracted when the Jeep swerves to the side of the road and the engine turns off.
Before I can ask Felix what he’s doing, he climbs into the back with me and Tyler, not focusing on me, but a mechanism in the seat. He pulls a lever, lowering the backrest and turning the rear of the Jeep into one large flat area.
A moment later, Felix is behind me, kissing my neck and holding me tight. “No one will ever touch you against your wishes again, Harper.” The words are firm, a promise, but with none of the anger in him from a minute ago. “Tyler and I will always keep you safe.”
I turn my head, meeting his lips, in heaven as I kiss Felix while feeling Tyler twitch inside me. I’m wedged between the two brothers, where I’ve always wanted to be. It’s the safest, most loved place in the world.
Felix strips out of his clothes, then his lips are back on mine. His hands are busy somewhere behind me. It’s dark. I can barely see. I don’t realize what he’s doing until he spreads my wetness up my backside, his fingers prepping me for his cock.
It’s so unexpected that I gasp, knowing Felix has never allowed himself to cross this line with our trio. Even Tyler lets out a groan. Tyler leans back against the side of the car, giving Felix more access to me.
“I’m not fighting this anymore,” Felix says,lining his cock up with my ass and pushing inside, just the tip at first. I moan, panting as he slowly stretches me open. I need Felix so goddamn badly. “Fuck what’s right or wrong. The three of us are perfect.”
“Finally,” Tyler hisses. His fingers dig into my hips as he accommodates the addition of Felix. “Give our pretty little ballerina what she wants.”
“Relax your body, Harper,” Felix instructs as he works his way deeper, inch by inch.
I can only whimper and nod while adjusting to the new sensation of being stretched so tight in the front and back. Overwhelmed, my eyes shut and I take deep breaths, trying to ease my muscles.
Tyler cups my face, his voice full of praise. “Look at me, Princess. You’re doing so well.”
My eyes open, finding his protective gaze staring back at me. I cry out as Felix slides deeper, as deep as he can get, with my ass pressed flush to the base of his cock.
“Fuck,” Felix grits out, holding me close, panting behind me. “Fuck. She’s so tight. Tighter than normal.”
“Because she’s so full.” Tyler sucks my nipple into his mouth, sending a rush of heat through me, making my pussy shudder. Both he and Felix groan, feeling my muscles tighten around them. “Shit. Keep squeezing us like that and we’re not going to last. We’ll fill you up too quickly.”
I try my hardest to relax, but it’s a challenge when Tyler talks like that. For a long moment, the three of us remain still, adjusting to the tight fit. Felix moves first, withdrawing slowly, the two of us groaning as he starts to thrust. Tyler joins in, working in time with Felix, finding a rhythm that has my body trembling.
