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“Fuck, you’re taking all of me,” he says, his voice strangled. “Every damned inch.”

And yet I still want more.

I’m not expecting to come again. I know that’s unusual. It was a miracle in itself that I came once already.

But Brooks sits up so he can reach between my legs, and when he touches my clit, electricity shoots through me. I whimper, and rock back into Hunter, grinding hard.

“Fuck, baby, do that again and I’m gone,” Hunter says, panting now.

I feel droplets of his sweat on my back and turn around to look at him. His eyes are fire as he pumps into me, giving me everything.

The feeling of completeness, of wholeness, of fullness, plus one more touch from Brooks to my throbbing clit is all it takes for me to explode. I come undone so thoroughly I scream out.

But my cries are nothing compared to the bellow that comes out of Hunter as he releases into me. He shouts my name, and birds caw in the distance, probably because the whole damn mountain is shaking. And before I collapse in a haze of satisfaction with them around me, I realize that it doesn’t matter where the other eight Björnsson brothers might be in this moment—they surely all know now from that sound that Hunter and Brooks just fucked me.

Chapter 24

Brooks

Listen, I live in a small cabin with nine brothers. It’s not like I’ve never heard any of them climax before. But this is definitely the first time I’ve heard of any of them make that kind of ruckus.

I can’t help but chuckle as I stroke Goldie’s hair. “Damn, Hunter. You likely just scared all the wildlife clear off the mountain.”

Hunter laughs too. “Was I loud?”

Goldie lets out a cute little snort. “Uh, I hate to break it to you, but you guys are always loud. But, yeah…” She giggles. “That was impressive. I’ve never heard my name quite that way before.”

She’s collapsed on her back on the sleeping bag meant for one normal-sized person, snuggled in between me and Hunter, who are mostly on the grass—but I don’t mind a bit and I don’t think he does either. We’re all naked, except for the sheen of sweat covering me and him and the glow of perspiration making her sweet body shimmer in the sunlight.

I don’t think the sky has ever been more blue, to be honest.

“You alright, sunshine?” Hunter asks Goldie.

“I’m…” she begins, then lets out a delicious sigh that makes my cock twitch, ready to go hard again. “Wonderful.”

“We weren’t too rough with you?” Hunter asks.

“God no,” she whispers. “I loved every second of it.”

I can’t stop the grin that spreads all the way across my face.

“Was that your, um, first threesome?” she asks.

She is so damn cute.

“Yep,” Hunter says. “But I hope to hell not the last. That was fun.”

I murmur in agreement. My hand has been stroking her belly and the thought that pops into my head shocks me.I want to put a baby inside this woman.

Children and a family of my own isn’t something I’ve ever really dwelled much on—because when something ain’t for you, ain’t no point in torturing yourself about it—but Goldie being here’s got me thinking about all sorts of things that didn’t seem possible before. Which is crazy because she’s barely been here a minute.

But I already can’t imagine life without her in it.

To stop myself from getting all sappy and sentimental, I let my fingers wander, stroking up the side of her glorious titty. The nipple tightens into a bud and I don’t think I could ever get tired, as long as I live, of her body responding to my touch.

I can’t help myself. I dip my head for a taste, licking my way around the tight bud before drawing it into my mouth. She rewards me with a moan. While I enjoy that tit with my tongue and lips, I cup the other one. It fills my hand like it was made for me to hold.

She moans again, and the look of pure pleasure on her face sends a surge of desire straight down to my cock and yep, I’m hard as a rock again for her.

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