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I grab the condom Wyatt tosses near my knee. I open it, roll it on, then slide my hands under the backs of her thighs and pull her close as I slide easily into her tight, sweet, hot pussy.

And as her cunt clamps down on me, as she cries out my name when I thrust deep, as Wyatt and Luke hold her and stroke her and tell her how gorgeous and perfect and sweet and hot she is, I realize that I’m never going to get over this.

This is how I want to love this woman from now on.

CHAPTER 28

Brooke

I’m almost embarrassedby how quickly I come. I think Jackson only actually thrusts for about three minutes and my body coils tight and hot and I feel like I explode.

It’s not just him, though he’s fantastic. It’s the combination ofthem.

Their touches, their mouths, their dirty, dirty words.

The way I feel absolutelyworshiped.

I wasn’t completely sure this was going to work.

Now I’m one hundred percent convinced I never want it any other way.

Jackson falls forward, kissing me deeply, then lifts his head. “You’re fucking amazing, sweetheart,” he says, his voice gravelly.

I breathe out, running my hand over his cheek. “You too.”

He pushes up and pulls out and gets off the bed. I assume he heads for the bathroom, but I can’t see him with the two other big hot bodies caging me in.

“You’re so gorgeous when you come,” Wyatt says. “Even when you’re coming on another cock.”

He says it almost with wonder, his tone sweet despite the dirty words. But I grin.

“Thank you,” I say, then giggle. Is that a compliment?

He gives me a half smile. “I admit, I’m surprised how quickly I’m adjusting to this.”

I reach up, threading my fingers through his hair. “So you’re okay? Really?”

“Turns out, I just really like seeing you lose your mind with pleasure, no matter who’s causing it.”

“Well, let’s beveryclear,” Luke says from my other side.

His big hot hand is resting on my belly, and I turn to look up at him.

“Not justanyonegets to cause it. The three of us. This body, your orgasms, your pleasure, belong to the three ofus.”

His possessive tone and the look in his eyes along with those words cause a swirl of heat that makes my pussy clench, despite my recent orgasm.

“You understand, Brooke?” Luke asks.

That firm tone and the fact that he used my first name instead of calling me Angel, has me nodding. “Yes, I understand.”

He reaches up, tracing his thumb over my lips. “Good girl.”

I’m embarrassed by it, but I can’t bite back the soft whimper that evokes.

The flare of heat in his eyes tells me he doesn’t mind.

“Why don’t you close your eyes and rest for a little bit?” Wyatt asks.

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