Page 78 of Born to Scar

Jay’s body tenses against me, still inside me, before he sighs. The tension in his body leaves with it. “They all stayed?” Jay is very particular about who is in his space and for how long. Cam nods, lifting over top of me, his mouth to Jay’s ear. I can’t hear what he’s saying.

I guess this is my first test with what Jay was talking about. I snuggle into the bodies on either side of me. Cam backs off a little, looking down at me, then back to Jay. “Did you break her?” he asks in amusement. I shake my head, and Jared laughs. “Maybe a little?”

I shake my head again. “Trying to do better,” I murmur. I would have been all over that, trying to get Cam to tell me what he’s doing. They stay quiet. “Is it that hard to believe?”

“Yes,” they say together.

When I laugh, Jay groans, softly thrusting into me again. Cam’s head tilts.

“Sorry,” I whisper into Jay’s chest, kissing the middle of it.

“Did I interrupt?” Cam asks, sliding his hand over my shoulder and down my arm, pressing closer to me.

“Not at all,” I murmur, as his hand moves down my leg, draped over Jay’s hip, dipping between us. When he finds what he’s looking for, his eyebrows shoot up.

“You sure?”

“Mhmm,” I answer, while Jay reaches over his head to the bedside table. The stretch of his body against mine feels incredible. He hands Cam the bottle. Cam lubes me and his fingers, stretching me for him. I mewl into Jay’s skin. Cam presses in and slowly thrusts until he is in, then he stills. Complete contentment rushes out in a sigh between the two men who have my heart in every way possible.

Jay falls asleep pressed close to my front. Cam softly caresses my side and hip, pressed close to my back. His hand moves to my tit, his fingers lightly circling my nipple.

“I love you, Indy,” he whispers in my ear.

“I love you, too, Cam.”

“You know there isn’t a world I live in where you aren’t safe anymore, right?”

My breath hitches. It takes me a long time to find my lungs. When I finally breathe in, it’s shuddered. I know his words are true, but they’re jarring. The soft side of Cam is home. It’s a home that isn’t always perfect, but it’s true.

“It’s true. You and Jay will be protected. Always. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for the two of you. I mean it. Nothing. I think I’ve completely lost my mind for you both.” He gently thrusts his hips. His hand moves to my hip, still propped on Jay. He thrusts again.

“Cam,” I whisper a warning.

“I won’t wake him.”

I silently chuckle, “I might.” His silent laughter shakes my back between his soft thrusts.

My head drops back to his chest. He feathers his fingers up my side, gripping my breast. I bite my cheeks to keep the groan in my throat. He’s being so soft. Of the two, he’s not the soft one, and he’s not the one who enjoys doing this with me. He tries, god does he try. But it always ends, just like this. Usually, much less tender.

He groans, “Baby girl, this is torture.”

“You didn’t have to do it.”

“I did. I did have to.”

I can’t help him. Jay’s fast asleep, and I’m not risking waking him.

Cam’s hand moves back to my hip, gripping it tightly, while his feather-light thrusts start faltering.

“Are you going to come, pretty boy?” I whisper as his fingers dig into my hip.

“Fuck,” he breathes, stilling himself in me as I stifle my own noise. After coming, he kisses the top of my head but doesn’t pull out, wrapping his arm over me and around Jay. Jay softly groans but doesn’t stir otherwise. Cam and I drift into sleep, the three of us pressed so close.

Endless.

CHAPTER 33

JARED