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I look at Nathan and Carlos, searching their expressions for any hint of hesitation or discomfort. But I find only warmth there. Acceptance.

"We're already family, aren't we?" Nathan says quietly. "You, me, Carlos. And now Nancy. Why shouldn't we just...make the best of a beautiful situation?"

Carlos nods his agreement, dark eyes twinkling. "Plus, now maybe you'll stop being such a grouch all the time if you're getting laid on the regular."

A sputtering laugh bursts out of me at that, some of the lingering tension dissipating. Leave it to Carlos to diffuse an emotionally charged moment with crass humor. And yet…

I let my gaze roam over the three of them—Nathan, my baby brother who's always had my back. Carlos, who's been more than just a friend for years now, but a brother in every way that matters.

And Nancy...my God, Nancy. She’s the missing piece I never knew we needed until she walked into our lives and made herself at home.

With a jolt, I realize I've already made my decision. Truth be told, I think some part of me made it weeks ago, the moment Nancy first smiled at me over my living room coffee table.

"Okay," I say softly, a grin tugging at my lips. "I mean I have no idea how this…madness is going to work, and I don’t know if it’s ever going to stop feeling weird, but fuck it, I’m in."

Carlos saunters forward and grabs Nancy by her arm. “Here. Let me show you how.” He spins the still-naked woman and, in one motion, bends her roughly over the desk.

He spares me a glance, grinning knowingly at me before ripping his T-shirt off over his head. His jeans are next to go, joining the discarded shirt in a heap beside his foot. Moving quietly, Nathan locks the door to the den, and then proceeds to step out of his clothes too.

The whole time, Nancy remains glued to the desk as if under a spell. Watching all three of them, I realize just how natural this is for them. How long had this been going on for? And how do I really feel about the idea of all us loving and fucking the same woman?

Carlos slams into her with a sure thrust, burying his cock all the way up to the hilt. Nancy’s short gasps and whimpers, as well as the slapping of Carlos’ thighs against her massive buttocks fill the room, the only other sound coming from Nathan as he jerks off while watching.

The scene fills me with a lust so powerful, it feels as if I’ve been bludgeoned up the side of the head with a baseball bat. I feel like an outsider, watching the scene playing out before my eyes as if through a screen.

Nathan steps forward and nudging Carlos gently aside, he turns Nancy toward him and plants a deep, provocative kiss on her lips. He settles her on her back, lifting one of her legs slightly.

There’s a wicked gleam in her eyes as she watches Nathan ease into her, and the sight of her head rolling backward when he’s inside her sends blood racing down to my cock.

Carlos bends down to toy with her nipples, while rubbing two fingers just above her pussy. Her cries are so loud I’m worried about Jason and Bella walking up to the door to figure out what the hell is going on.

As if hearing my thoughts, Nathan slaps a hand over her mouth, increasing the speed of his thrusts just as Carlos speeds up the motion of his hand.

It’s pure carnage. With a guttural moan and sightless eyes, Nancy squirts hot liquid all over both men, the force of the ejection sending drops of her fluids all the way to where I’m standing, watching quietly with my breath held, almost as if I’m in a trance.

I can feel my hardness thrumming in pure elation at the sight before me.

The assault doesn’t end. Obviously. I almost laugh out in surprise when Carlos replaces Nathan. He’s as relentless as his predecessor and in five quick minutes, he has Nancy cresting over the hill of another orgasm.

And then another. And another.

They take turns fucking the shit out of her, and to my pure delight and amazement, she keeps up with them for pace and enthusiasm, trading punch after punch with considerable mettle.

At some point, through the foggy haze of relentless orgasms, Nancy’s eyes finally meet mine. Her eyes are wild and hungry, and the wicked grin on her lips makes her almost feral.

It’s an invitation.You’re in this now, Drew. What are you going to do? Are you going to step up, or are you going to walk away? You can’t be in the middle anymore.

What do I want? I have no fucking clue. What I do know is that I’d be ten fools combined if I walked out of this room filled to bursting with carnal sin. With a deep breath that slams my conscience behind a massive steel door, I give in to my base desires and step forward.

“Say, Nate, Carlos,” I say, the sound of my voice snapping both men out of their sex-filled stupor. Nancy just watches me quietly, her lips parted. “Got room for one more?”

Grinning, both men exchange knowing looks, then as if sharing a mind, step back from Nancy, her juicy, throbbing sweetness wide open, waiting for me to devour it.

Chapter 15

Nathan

The school bus pulls away from the curb, Jason's excited face visible through the window as he waves goodbye. Nancy and I return the gesture, watching until the vehicle disappears around the corner, carrying Drew's son off to his robotics competition.

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