Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Winter
Present
We almost died. A half an hour ago we were sinking to the
bottom of a river, and I just wanted to hold them and touch
them and never let go all night, so all we would feel was good
right now.
That was everything I wanted in this moment. Them safe,
Damon to know I was rooted at his side, and Will to know he
was ours. We claimed him, and we wouldn’t let him fall.
Damon threw me down on the bed, my body wracking
with something I couldn’t explain, and he came down on me,
his wet jeans rubbing against my panties and driving me wild.
I heard someone else close the bedroom door, and Damon
was just as charged as I was, not waiting a moment. He
unfastened his jeans, yanked my underwear to the side, and I
spread my legs as he thrust inside me, sheathing his dick to the
hilt.
I cried out, his length touching me deep inside and filling
me up so good I clawed his shoulders.
He growled, holding himself up with one hand and sliding
his hand under my ass with the other as he fucked me,