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Kade I lift Sora off me and lay her back down on the bed, quiet and careful. As much fun as it is leaving the door unlocked, the last thing I want is someone walking in on what I’m about to do to her. I’m going to fuck her so hard she forgets her own name. “Where are you going?” she breathes out, lips pink and swollen from our kisses. I flash her a slow smile before crossing the room and clicking the lock. The soft sound echoes in the quiet hospital room. “Nowhere, shadow.” I lean back against the door, drinking her in. Her chest rises and falls rapidly under that flimsy gown. I can’t decide if I want her completely naked or just like this—something about the way the fabric clings to her makes my cock ache. “What?” she snaps, but there’s heat in it. She pushes up on all fours and crawls toward the foot of the bed like a predator. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, licking my lips. “Lie back down and spread your legs for me.” She pauses, eyes narrowing, but then

Sora Three plus Kade. Four buff men stand in the middle of my hospital room, smiling sheepishly while exchanging glances amongst themselves as though they're silently debating who should speak first. An overwhelming urge to disappear beneath my blanket crashes over me, but my pride stubbornly refuses to let me. I already embarrassed myself enough yesterday, the last thing I need is four ridiculously attractive men witnessing me hide under hospital sheets like a frightened turtle. “She’s much prettier than the pictures, mate.” The blond one quips, patting Kade on the shoulder. Pictures? My eyes snap to Kade so quickly my neck almost snaps. The idiot suddenly finds the ceiling fascinating, refusing to look anywhere in my direction. Traitor. I drag my attention back to the three men standing before me, taking them in properly this time. They're all inexplicably handsome in completely different ways, almost like they were handpicked to represent different kinds of attracti

SoraCameron bows his head, shame written all over his face, but it does nothing to soften the anger clawing at my chest.I have watched this man apologize with his silence for years. I forgave him every time he chose someone else over me, every forgotten promise, every disappointment. Last year he completely forgot my birthday and somehow made up for it with a freaking cupcake.A cupcake.I'd spent an entire year saving up to buy him the branded cufflinks he'd been eyeing, yet all it took was for him to lower his head, wear that guilty expression, and I'd forgive him before he even asked.Not this time.I'm done.Completely and absolutely done.No more second chances.He's already used them all.“I'll move out next week.”His head jerks up so quickly I'm surprised it doesn't hurt.“What?”“You heard me.” I tighten my grip around the clothes in my arms. “I'll find somewhere else to stay.”“No.” He closes the distance between us in two quick strides, shaking his head before I'd even fi

Sora “You made it!” Toney pulls me into a hug, sweeping me off my feet in the process. I yelp, trying to pry myself free, but he only squeezes me tighter and I quickly realize what he’s doing. He’s trying to get a rise out of Kade. “You’re wasting your time,” I whisper. “He won’t react.” Toney immediately sets me back on my feet, his brows pull together as he glances between me and Kade before making a beeline for him without another word. I watch him go before letting out a quiet sigh, this whole situation is pissing me off for some reason, and it shouldn’t. I mean, all Kade does is make me feel like shit… …and give me good sex. “Poof!” A voice shouts from behind me, startling the living daylights out of me. I jump so hard my heel catches in the dirt, my ankle threatening to give out beneath me before a pair of strong hands wraps around my waist, keeping me upright. Sandy comes into view, tears already pooling in her eyes. “Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry. I didn’t

Sora I bite my lip hard, trying to hold back the moan that wants to escape, but it’s useless. Every thrust pushes a broken sound out of me. He fills me so perfectly it’s almost too much — thick, hot, and relentless. The mirror shows how flushed my face is, my tits hanging out my shirt, his hand possessively cupping my breast while the other grips my hip. “Kade…” I gasp, bracing harder against the sink as he picks up speed. The wet slap of skin on skin echoes off the bathroom tiles. “Someone might hear—” “I’d love that,” he growls, snapping his hips harder. He angles just right and hits that spot inside me that makes my toes curl. “Let them hear how good I fuck you. How loud you get for me.” My head falls back against his shoulder. I can’t stop the needy little whimpers and moans spilling from my lips with every deep thrust. He feels incredible — stretching me, claiming me, grinding against my ass with every roll of his hips. One of his hands slides down between my legs, fin