Chapter 41 : Love

Theodora’s POV

Javier loved me.

Mads loved me.

And I couldn’t fucking say it back. I wanted to, but the words kept getting stuck in my throat, making me say that I cared about them, but I didn’t think I loved them. What a load of bullshit. It was the self-destruction talking.

I was the problem.

Javier stepped away from me, getting to his feet and stripping himself of everything he was wearing. My mouth watered as I watched every article of clothing hit the ground. Fuck, I loved his body. I loved those massive shoulders and veiny arms. Deeply tanned skin that complimented his eyes that glided down me like hot honey.

Whorls of black filled his gaze as hunger and lust consumed his eyes. Wetness pooled between my legs again, the eager bastard ready for round two.

I knew I was insatiable already, but with Javier and Mads, I was even more sexually ravenous than ever before. Who could blame me, really? Just fucking look at him.