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“Are you going to actually fuck me? Because I really, really need to be fucked.”

Both twins laugh and Simon stands, leaning in to press his forehead against mine. “What did you think we paused for? I just wanted to admire our creation for a moment—you strapped in and spread out for us. We could do whatever we wanted with you right now. But I have a feeling you’d love just about anything we did, wouldn’t you?”

“As long as it’s not just talking about what you’re going to do,” I say.

Jude’s hands disappear from my breasts and his warmth fades from my back. A second later, I feel his tongue teasing between my legs from behind, hooking into my vagina before gliding back to my ass. I gasp, then bite my lip and hold my breath when his fingers, now coated in something cool and slick, press against my rear opening. He pushes one finger into me, and Simon devours my moan as his brother invades my ass.

“Are you ready for me, Sarah?” Jude rumbles. Simon leans back and gazes into my eyes, one hand clutching my jaw while he toys with my nipples. He grazes his thumb over my lips and I open, allowing him to slip the digit inside for me to suck. His eyes are dark pools of desire, and I nod slightly at the question in them.

“She’s ready,” he says in a low voice, keeping his gaze fixed on my face as his brother removes his fingers from me and closes in against my back. Jude presses his thick cockhead to my ass, and I let my eyes fall closed, forcing my body to relax for the thick shaft he’s about to penetrate me with.

We discovered the joys of anal sex together when we were younger. They’d wanted to try it, but I’d refused to let them play with me until after they’d both seen what it felt like for themselves. This resulted in the three of us locked in the bathroom with a bottle of baby oil, coating our fingers and sliding them into ourselves, reporting what we felt. They both enjoyed it, but not nearly as much as they enjoyed fingering me once I gave the go-ahead. Then, of course, fucking me.

Being suspended and restrained so both of them have easy access to everything only magnifies the pleasure when Jude pushes his cock into my ass. Simon cradles my head, kissing me slowly until Jude starts to thrust. Then he presses his own hot tip to my entrance and slides in.

It’s more amazing than I could have imagined, being turned into their plaything. They bracket my suspended body, Jude cupping my breasts, his teeth buried in my shoulder while he thrusts deep into my ass. Simon curls his hands around to grip my cheeks, spreading them even wider for his twin. He kisses me the entire time, and his kisses are so delicious they’re almost better than their cocks driving into me over and over. It’s as if the sex itself isn’t close to enough for him; he needs to be connected to me on an even deeper level, and I feel exactly the same.

The fluttering in my belly intensifies, and when I climax, it overwhelms me. Tears are streaming down my face by the time the twins finish. Simon makes a hum of concern against my mouth as he pulls out and frowns at me.

“Did we hurt you? Sarah, why are you crying?”

“Because I love you both so much it hurts. And because I’m going to have to leave you again, and it’s going to destroy me.”

Chapter Eleven

“Take her down, now,” Jude commands. He moves away so fast I let out a whimper of protest, but he’s back within seconds, buttoning his jeans, then hurriedly unstrapping one side of my body while Simon takes care of the other. The next thing I know, he’s lifting and carrying me to the edge of the platform, where he sits and cradles me on his lap.

Simon joins us after putting on pants. He pulls my legs across his thighs and gives me an earnest look. “Tell me what you meant, Sarah. Why do you have to leave?”

“Because I have a life in California. I have to finish college. I have a career lined up when I do. I can’t just drop it after working so hard.”

“We wouldn’t ask you to give anything up for us. You know that,” Jude says, sounding offended.

“I know, which is why this is so hard.” I rest my palm against his cheek. “I didn’t expect to see you two this summer. I thought I’d just spend a few weeks visiting my parents and then go back. But now all I want is to stay, even though I know it’s a dumb idea.”

“I don’t know about that…” Simon starts, but cuts himself off when Jude shoots him a withering look. He sighs. “When do you leave?”

“I only took three weeks off from my internship. I can’t extend it without looking like a flake, and this internship is key to earning a position when I graduate. It’s a really good starting salary, even for California. But now…” My eyes start to burn again, and I reach out and clutch Simon’s hand as the words get trapped in my throat. “The idea of leaving you…”

“Shh,” Jude says, squeezing me tighter and nuzzling my cheek. “We’ll figure it out. If nothing else, we know we need to make the most of the time we have, right?”

“I don’t want to lose you guys again.”

Simon moves around to crouch in front of us, lifting both hands to cup my face so I have no choice but to look at him. “You won’t. No matter what happens, I can promise you that much. You will never lose us. We’ll work it out. I promise.”

“It was the machine, wasn’t it?” Jude says in a subdued voice.

I stare at him, confused until I see a slight curl at the corner of his mouth and a twinkle in his eye. I laugh. “Yes, your amazing, ingenious sex machine made me fall completely and irrevocably in love with you.”

“Wait till you see Position Three.” He waggles his eyebrows at me.

I glance over his shoulder at the inert contraption, the straps dangling loose. “Guys, this is big. I can’t believe you blew off an investor last night just to spend time with me. I mean, this is the kind of thing that could make your entire careers. It’s… beyond words, how clever it is.”

“You inspired us—I hope you know that. All those experiments we tried when we were younger stuck with us.” Simon hops up and grabs the tablet from its bracket again. He taps the screen, and the straps retract on their wires while the big metal circles whir back into their neutral positions.

“I want to help. Is the guy supposed to come here to, um, watch?” My face heats at the prospect of repeating today’s adventure in front of an audience. Then my eyes widen and I ask, “It is a guy, right? Or is the investor a woman?” I don’t know why, but somehow that would make it harder.

Simon inspects the equipment, then heads back to sit beside me. “The investor’s name is Sheridan Keene. He flew out from LA just to see this thing, so we’re pretty lucky he was laidback about being stood up. I guess Chloe did a little entertaining on our behalf and convinced him we’d make it up to him.”

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