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"Isla–" I pant.

"Don't fucking stop," she begs, her eyes locking on mine as her face crumples. The first tremor of her pussy around my cock makes me fold. Her eyes close as her orgasm grips her, and I drop my head to her shoulder, slamming into her. I roar my release, burying my cock as deep as it will go, her pussy squeezing out every last drop.

"My ears are ringing," she pants, laughing in the way you do after a mind-blowing orgasm.

"That was incredible, Isla. You’re so fucking amazing." I push fiery strands from her forehead, kissing her temple. "Let's get washed up."

"I don't know if I can stand, Theo. My arms and legs are all shaky."

"As they should be. Give me a minute. I'll run a bath." I look down at her, and a peculiar sense of protectiveness washes over me.

"What's that look for?" she asks, pushing to her elbows.

"I know I'm grumpy sometimes–"

"Sometimes?" she asks, interrupting me.

"Fine, most of the time, and I know I'm not the best at communicating, but I hope you know how fucking important you are to me, Isla. I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you."

"You're not going to lose me, Theo. I wouldn't have slept with you if I was planning on leaving."

I sit on the edge of the bed, pulling her into my arms. "Tell me you love me, Isla." My voice is husky, desperation lacing my words.

She places her hands on both of my cheeks, forcing me to meet her eyes. "I love you, Theo. I love you and your brothers more than I ever thought I could love anyone other than family. The three of youhave taught me so much. I'll never be able to repay you for what you've given me."

"We'll never be able to pay you back for ripping the pub out from underneath you," I mutter, a bitter edge to my voice.

"You still don't understand, do you?" she asks, shaking her head slowly. "You guys gave me a gift, Theo. I would have been eighty-five and still working in that pub. I would never have had a life. Never taken any chances. Never dated the three of you, that's for sure. Things happen for a reason. Even you snatching the pub out from under me. If you want to pay me back, help me create a successful brewery. Then we can call it even."

"Deal." I can't bear to let her go, so I carry her to the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub with her balanced on my thighs as I fill the it with water, dumping in a generous amount of bath salts. I stand, holding her tightly to my body as I climb in, settling her between my legs as steaming rises around us.

"God, that feels good," she sighs, pulling my hands around her stomach and burrowing back into me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"Better than sex?"

"Never." She covers a yawn with her hand, her eyes fluttering closed.

I would do almost anything to stay here like this forever. Just the two of us. But I know from experience that eventually I would want to give her more, and that's where my brothers come into the picture. The three of us are a perfect match for this complicated, feeling, independent woman, and I can't wait to show her what that truly means.

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Istay snuggled in his arms until the water cools around us, until I can feel him hardening against my back, until need nearly blinds me. I reach behind me, only one thing on my mind. Theo snatches my wrist, pulling it in front of us.

"Not yet, my love."

"Why not?" I ask, not ashamed to beg if that's what it takes.

"Because you need some time to recover."

"Says who?"

"Says me, Isla. I don't want you to be sore."

"Maybe I want to be sore. Maybe I want to be reminded of tonight for the next two days. Did you ever think of that?" He sighs but doesn't say anything, so I turn in his arms, straddling his thighs.

"I poured a bath to soothe your body, Sunflower, not to take advantage of you."

"It's me taking advantage of you, so there's no need to feel guilty." I bite my lip, my gaze glued to the way the crown of his cock is breaking the surface of the water.

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