Page 66 of Moonflower

“Anything,” she whispers.

“Tell me you deserve this.”

She pauses, and based on the way Ezra’s expression softens, she must be looking at him. Hell, maybe she’s close to tears. I can’t see her face.

“You do,” Ezra murmurs, stroking her face. “You deserve both of us, Moonflower.” Slowly, he slides in and out of her, making her groan. “So say it.”

Another pause. Then she whispers it, so quietly I almost don’t hear. “I deserve this.”

“Louder, Cora,” Ezra says firmly.

“I deserve both of you.” This time the words fall from her lips confidently.

“You mean it?” I ask.

“I do,” she replies. “I promise I do. We’re practically made for each other. And I need both of you. So I . . . I deserve both of you.”

Ezra grins. “That’s my girl.”

She kisses him sweetly. Ezra doesn’t try to turn it into anything else—just lets it be the soft reassurance she needs. But when she pulls away, his eyes are still full of lust.

“Wilder,” Cora says.

“Hmm?”

“Fuck me. Now.”

With a smile, I grab onto her hips to use as leverage. “Your wish is my command, pretty girl.”

Ezra knows it’s coming. So right as I slam into Cora, he shoves the scarf into her mouth to muffle her scream. She clenches around me—around both of us—as I do just as she asked. I’m not gentle or kind or sweet, but that’s not what she wants.

Hearing Cora’s dampened cries and knowing I’m half of the reason for them only makes me plunge into her deeper. And when she comes, her body goes limp in between us. Ezra grins as he watches her face, pulling the scarf out of her mouth after she screams again.

Fucking Cora like this feels like heaven. It’s a mix of blissful sensations that threaten to make my vision go blank. So I can’t imagine what it’s like to have us both inside her like this. Especially when we don’t stop, even as she starts to come down.

Well, until everything is too much. I didn’t want to come this fast, but it feels too fucking good. There’s no way I can hold back. As I finish, I grab onto Cora, barely managing to stay upright. My thrusts turn slow and shallow as I try to draw the feelings out for as long as I can.

“Ezra,” she gasps after I pull out. “Ez, don’t come like this.”

“You want me to come in your mouth?”

“Please?”

One last time, Ezra drives into her, staying inside of her for another second. Then he nods. “Wild, help her off of me.”

I do, pulling Cora up and holding her steady as she climbs off the bed. While she lowers herself to her knees, Ezra comes to stand in front of her. She wastes no time sucking on the tip of his cock. His eyes go wide as a choked groan rips from his throat.

“Cora.”

She tries to move her hands to grab onto her legs and whimpers when she can’t. But then she moves her focus back to Ezra, taking him further into her mouth.

“Oh, Jesus Christ,” Ezra groans. “Fuck. I’m gonna come.”

Cora takes it all, and I watch as she swallows every drop down her pretty throat. She smiles, releasing his cock with a long, slow lick.

“You’re entirely too perfect,” Ezra says breathlessly.

“And I’m yours,” she whispers. Her eyes flit to mine. “Both of yours.”