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play. He would see Jeremy aroused. Jeremy glided his fist around his cock and pumped twice and a small drop of liquid eased out and wet the tip. She felt a thrill of desire skitter down her spine and she knew then, without a doubt, that she didn’t care that he wanted to share this with Rhys. It felt right that he do so, after all they’d been through together.
    “Tell me now if this isn’t what you want, Cordelia,” Rhys said hoarsely. “I’ve waited a very long time to have you. I’m not sure I could stop if we go any further.”
    “Jeremy?” she asked, wanting them both so badly she was weak with need. But it was all so new to her, this idea of the three of them, the fact that she could have what she’d always wanted with no ugly consequences.
    “I want it,” Jeremy said firmly. “I want to watch you two together.”
    Cordelia gave a shaky gasp, his words making her channel clench with desire, her sex throb with an empty ache. She looked down at Rhys. “Yes,” she breathed out. “Oh, Rhys, yes. I want this.”
    Rhys held her back with his hand on her chest when she would have kissed him. “I am not the man I was,” he said quietly. “I’m damaged, Cordelia, and I know it. Not just outside, but inside as well. Look at me. Really look at me.”
    She understood then his unhappiness, his hesitation, the awkwardness between them. He’d lost his confidence, something he’d had in abundance when they were courting. His distance from her wasn’t because he didn’t care, but because he didn’t think she could anymore. She didn’t get angry over his lack of faith in her. He’d been through a horrible, difficult ordeal, and the whole world must seem a frightening place to him. But she’d change that. Through her love and devotion he’d see that there was still something worth living for, something beautiful and worthy and steadfast here between the three of them.
    “I am looking at you,” she said as she cupped his cheek. She ran her thumb along his upper lip. “And you are beautiful to me. Everything I could want and more. Don’t you understand, Rhys? I have loved you since you first smiled at me, since you first kissed my hand and said my name. That hasn’t changed for me. I grieved…” She got choked up and had to swallow as a tear slipped down her cheek. “I grieved as much for your absence and your suffering as I did for Jeremy’s. I prayed for your return as fervently as I prayed for his. The happiest moment of my life was seeing you both standing at the door today.”
    She leaned over and kissed him then, kissed him as she’d been longing to do for years. Rhys gave an almost inaudible whimper and then he took control of the kiss, and of her. He grabbed the back of her head and devoured her mouth hungrily, tasting and nipping and she was lost to him. Completely lost. It was her turn to whimper and she stretched out atop him, pressing her sex to his hip.
    “Christ,” Rhys growled out after he tore his mouth from hers. He slid down and took Cordelia’s nipple in his mouth. She gasped again and then clutched the back of his head, pressing his mouth tighter to her.
    “She likes it a bit rough,” Jeremy said, his voice dark and low with command.
    Rhys obeyed, sucking her nipple hard and then biting it. She cried out, her hips jerking. She could feel how wet she was, feel the cream coating her sex. “Oh God,” she moaned. The combination of the two of them, the two men she loved, wanting her and fucking her together like this, it was madness and heaven. Suddenly Rhys rolled her over, their positions reversed.
    “My back is fine,” he growled to Jeremy. “I can move now. I can do this.”
    “Good,” Jeremy said. “Then do it.” He grabbed the blanket and yanked it off the two of them. The cold burst over her, giving her goose bumps, but Rhys leaned down and sucked her breast again and her shivers became tremors of another sort.
    “Spread your legs,” Rhys told her. His voice was