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I arch my back a little so my breasts are against Link’s chest, my nipples abrading his chest.

Desire builds with each movement.

I feel Link and Pax everywhere, and their touch swallows me whole.

“Let go.” Pax’s words are a low growl against my ear.

His words push me over the edge.

I cry out. Then I collapse as waves of pleasure crash over me.

Link holds me tight, supporting me as I ride out the orgasm.

Gently Pax withdraws his finger, and he presses a kiss against the side of my neck as I come down from my climactic high.

Then he’s gone, and Link captures my mouth.

Finally reality returns as Link ends the kiss and Pax presses a warm, damp cloth against my rear.

Beneath me, Link’s cock is still hard as granite.

If this has anything to do with BDSM, I’m intrigued.

“Soon you’ll be taking both of us at the same time.”

“You mean…” I can’t form the words.

“I can’t wait to fuck your ass,” Pax says.

Link adds, “While I fill your pussy.”

Frantically I shake my head. I’m not just flabbergasted by their confidence. There’s absolutely no way both my husbands will fit inside me at the same time. Regardless, I’m pretty sure I don’t want to test the theory…

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Tessa

“How about a nightcap?” Link suggests.

I’m tired, but I’m still a little wound up. So much has happened today, and the sex we just shared was so amazing that I’m not quite ready to go to sleep. “Sounds good,” I respond as I snuggle back into my robe.

“Champagne, wine, something else?” Pax offers

“Surprise me.”

“Whiskey, boss?”

Link nods.

Pax walks into the bedroom, and when he returns, he’s wearing slacks and nothing else. There’s an easy intimacy between us now that I find unusual but nice.

I honestly don’t remember the last time I was this happy.

While Pax is at the bar area, Link goes into the bedroom, and I curl up on the couch.

Pax is methodical as he pours the alcohol. Then he drops ice into another glass, opens a bottle, then the refrigerator.

Link strides back into the living room wearing a pair of black lounge pants. And obviously no underwear. For a moment, I can’t help but stare.

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