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Unable to resist, I bend down, kissing each cheek, leaving love bites before moving closer to my target. Goosebumps rise on her skin when I blow across the little dot. Mouthwatering, I flick my tongue out and slowly slide it across the sensitive nerves.

“Tanner!” Her surprised gasp makes me grin. Her flavor, all sugar and spice, explodes on my tongue, and I dive in for more. Licking and sucking while she squirms and moans, trying to pull away, but Tuck holds her in place for me.

“Let him taste you, sweetheart. Tanner is all ass, all the time, and he’s been dying for a taste of yours from the moment we met.” She seems to settle a little at my brother’s words, but she’s slightly tense until I slip a finger inside her tight bud, enjoying the feel of the muscles expanding and contracting around my digit.

I don’t stop my oral assault on her, though, and my finger glides in and out slowly, pacing her breathing so she registers every nerve ending being touched by me. Once she’s relaxed and loosened up some, I insert another finger, and she pushes her ass back at me, enjoying the new sensation it brings.

It’s not long before I add a third finger and start coating my flesh in lube. Kissing up her back, my dick zeroes in on where my fingers play with her. “Are you ready for me, baby?” She mewls deep in her throat and thrusts back at me as our eyes meet.

Replacing my fingers with the crown of my cock, I gently start pushing inside her tightest hole, savoring the desperate feeling of possessing her that overcomes me.

“Holy fuckin’ sweet Mary of I’ve-died-and-gone-to-heaven.” It’s agonizing in the best damn way possible. From the minute I met Windsor, I knew she was the woman for us. I knew I was going to spend my life kneeling at her feet and worshipping the ground she walked on, but I had no fucking clue, not an inkling of intuition to tell me just how perfectly she would take us both and make me feel like a whole man. No patches to cover up, no nightmares to bring me under, nothing to give me a hint of how complete I feel when we’re both inside her body with her sweet voice begging for more.

“There’s something building,” she whispers, turning her head to lay it over Tucker's heart. “I need more. I need you both.” A serene look of yearning whisps across her face, and she appears to be floating in a world of her own where only sexual bliss exists.

Soon, we find a rhythm where when I pump in, Tucker pulls out, and she’s constantly filled with one of us. Using what little strength she has, Windsor pushes up on Tuck’s chest and leans back into me. Wrapping my arms around her body, I’m forced to slow my thrusting and start playing with her nipples. Twisting, pinching, pulling, I massage the heavy globes as she shudders in my arms.

“I’m going to come again.” As soon as the words leave her mouth, she shatters so forcefully that her entire body locks up and squeezes mine and Tucker’s release out of us without permission.

“Fuck!” I shout as my cum bubbles over and shoots long, thick rope after rope of semen into her ass, and I can feel my brother doing the same into her pussy. Collapsing to the side of Tucker, I pull Windsor with me, kissing and praising her as I slowly retreat from her ass. “Never in my life has anything felt so fucking perfect, baby.” Nibbling the shell of her ear, I whisper, “I love you so fucking much.” And now, I’m more determined than ever to find out who’s been stalking her because I refuse to live in a world where the future mother of my children doesn’t feel safe.

CHAPTER 16

Windsor

Staring at the door to my condo, I’m shocked at my level of fear at entering a space I haven’t been to in almost a month. Ever since the weekend that I was poisoned, Tanner and Tucker have hardly let me out of their sights.

Don’t get me wrong, I rather enjoy their attention, especially when it involves the pleasure they give me, but coming home is long overdue. I’ve finally taken care of my mother’s outstanding lien and listed this place for sale, but I’m still afraid of what’s behind this door. Thankfully, no more pictures have shown up, and there’s been nothing to indicate my admirer is still watching me, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s gone.

“You ready for this?” Lux asks when she finds me standing in front of the door with the keys dangling in the lock.

“Not really,” I whisper, emotion clogging my throat.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with me, Lux also stares at the door before saying quietly, “You don’t have to, you know. I know for a fact those men of yours would be more than happy to come do this for you. Hell, they’d buy a whole new apartment for you if they hadn’t planned on you moving in with them like it was a given.”

“I’m not living with them.” Am I?

Lux laughs softly. “Hate to break it to you, sister, but yeah, you most certainly are.” Turning the knob, she pushes the door open, and I suck in a sharp breath, worried about what I’ll find. “I mean, they bought you a wardrobe. All the freaking clothes they could find!”

She’s right. They did do that. In fact, they went so overboard that I sent some things back. My sister had been there when the clothes were delivered, and I’d even sent some home with her because it was too much. I cried when I realized how thoughtful they were in their selections. Buying me things they knew I’d wear in the office and for comfort. They paid attention to my style and preferences. Never in my life had anyone given me such a thoughtful gift.

“Based on your new home-”

“I’m not living with them.”

“Sure, Winds, sure. I’d say everything here looks about right. Anything out of place?” We both lean forward to glance through the open door.

“Hey, Windsor, haven’t seen you in a while.” We scream and spin at the unexpected voice.

“Joe! You nearly gave me a heart attack.” His eyes narrow, roaming over us both.

“Where you been?” I feel Lux tense next to me, and she clearly gets the same vibes from him as I always have.

“With her men. Working, bonding with a newfound sister. She’s moving.” I plaster on a placating smile to take the sting out of Lux’s words as Joe’s eyes widen.

“Men?” He appears like he might shit his pants. “Those same ones you brought home?” I almost miss the anger and the way his eyes narrow on me in judgment.

“Them be the ones!” Lux sings as she begins pulling me into my home. “We’ve got to go now. Packing up and moving along!” The door slams as soon as I’m clear of it, and she twists the locks so he can’t come in.