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then he pulled her forward, enfolding her in his arms. He tucked her head underneath his chin and stroked her hair lovingly as he sought to catch his breath.
    “I love you,” he whispered, and for a moment she could forget past hurts. Focus on the present. Remembering would only ruin the moment, and it might be the last.
    And yet she couldn’t utter the words, no matter that she did love him. More than anything. Deeply, passionately, with every piece of her soul. Saying them hurt because it forced her to acknowledge that no matter how much she might love him—and Logan—in the end it wasn’t enough.
    Strong hands gripped her shoulders and flipped her over, rolling her off of Rhys. Logan stared down at her, his eyes glittering with desire.
    A flutter started low in her abdomen and raced upward until tension coalesced in her chest and expanded into her throat. Her mouth went dry. She was about to be fucked and fucked hard.

Chapter Five
    Catherine felt a brief moment of fear for her pregnancy. Logan was rough, animalistic almost. Their lovemaking was rarely gentle. Her doctor had assured her that she didn’t need to exercise restraint in her sex life, but she wasn’t so sure.
    Logan’s eyes flickered in confusion. “Catherine?” His voice came out questioning, but the tone wavered. For the first time, he sounded uncertain, and Logan was nothing if not self-assured.
    He reached down and brushed gentle fingers across her rib cage, touching her, light and coaxing. It was a strange side to Logan. One she wasn’t used to, and it battered her already ravaged senses.
    Her nose drew up and stung, and she blinked furiously, determined not to give in. She’d spent far too long being weak and biddable. It had gained her nothing with her husbands but the idea that she’d take whatever they dished out, however they wanted to serve it up.
    Logan leaned down and spread her legs, pulling her to the edge of the bed. Then he leaned over her, pressing his hard, muscled body to her chest.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him even closer, clinging and holding him tight. Emotion left her shaky and feeling needy. But then she needed this more than anything. More than breathing.
    He framed her face with his elbows and stared down at her, his dark eyes fierce, smoldering with unsated lust and desire.
    “Do you need me, Logan?” she whispered. “Do you need me like I need you? Do you think about me when you’re not with me? When you’re on all those trips, do you miss me?”
    “God, baby,” he said with a groan. “I’ve never not needed you, and I’m so goddamn sorry if I ever made you feel like I didn’t.”
    “Take me, Logan,” she said. “Like you used to. Don’t treat me differently. I couldn’t bear it. Tonight I want it to be like it’s always been between us, when things were good. It’s been so long since I was between you and Rhy. I want you both so much. I need you both.”
    His pupils flared, and for a moment he looked primal, all male, and she shivered as need exploded over her.
    Without a word, he stalked toward the bathroom. A few seconds later, he returned, a tube in his hand.
    “On your hands and knees,” he said silkily. “I want to watch you suck Rhys’ dick. Then I’m going to ride you hard, baby.”
    Rhys was there to help her roll over, and thank goodness, because she’d gone completely weak. Her hands shook as she rose to her knees. She stared at Rhys as he reached down to curl his fingers around his cock.
    He stared back at her as be began rolling the length between his fingers, pausing at the head then pinching slightly.
    Logan administered a sharp smack to her ass. She smiled. He was getting impatient.
    She glanced at him over her shoulder, sending him a sultry stare. Slowly she ran her tongue over her top lip, watching as his jaw tightened in response. Then she turned back to Rhys, arching her ass invitingly in the air.
    Rhys guided her down with his free hand, his fingers