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They were home. They were safe. They were alive. Chase had a long road of recovery ahead of him, and I was sure Trigger now had his own shit to work through, just as Chase had after he’d found me on the floor of my store, but they werehome.

I had to focus on that.

“I vowed I would bring him home to you,” Trigger said softly, pressing a kiss to my shoulder over the t-shirt I was wearing—one of Chase’s. I’d barely been out of Chase’s clothes since he’d gone missing. It was my way of coping. I’dneededto surround myself with his scent.

Chase tipped my chin up, and then, he was sealing his chapped lips over mine. Reaching up, I cupped his cheek, easilymoving my lips with his. Kissing Chase was second nature, and when he coaxed my lips apart and slid his tongue along mine, my brain fell offline. A broken moan crawled up my throat, and he greedily swallowed it down, his hand sliding down my back until he could grip my ass, pulling me even tighter against him.

“Let Trigger take care of you, cupcake,” Chase murmured against my lips. “I can’t. I want to so fucking bad because I’ve missed you like you were a missing appendage, but I just fucking can’t.”

“But—” My voice broke as I leaned back, looking down at him.

Chase grunted as he reached up to cup my face in his large, calloused hands, his eyes warm as he gazed at me. My heart clenched in my chest. Even in as much pain as he was in, even after everything he’d just endured, he was still trying to take care of me.

I didn’t fucking deserve him.

“Let him take care of you, cupcake. I just need to watch. Ipromisewatching will be enough for me.”

Not giving me another chance to protest, Trigger effortlessly lifted me, and I squeaked, my hands coming up to grip his broad shoulders. A shiver raced up my spine when he slid his hands beneath the shirt I was wearing, those callouses on his palms and fingertips brushing just right over my skin—just rough enough to rival the soft way he caressed me.

Trigger’s cock was already hard beneath me, and when I rolled my hips over him, his eyes darkened a shade and a warning rumble vibrated from his chest. “Don’t be a little fucking tease, sunshine,” he rasped. “Slide that lace to the side and let me inside you.”

Jesus fuck.

Chase’s eyes were burning into my skin as he watched the two of us. Not wanting to make him wait, I leaned up on myknees and did as Trigger instructed, sliding my thong to the side before I gripped his thick, leaking shaft with my other hand. Chase groaned as I slowly impaled myself on Trigger’s hard length, and my moan mingled with his groan in the quiet of the room.

When I looked up, Trigger was gently tugging Chase closer so their sides were pressed together. Then, surprising me, he grabbed Chase’s hand in his. Chase slid his fingers through Trigger’s, and then, Trigger brought their joined hands to my hips so they could hold me together.

My pussy clenched around Trigger, and Trigger growled from deep in his chest, his eyes darkening a shade as he thrust up into me.

“Oh, fuck,” I whispered, staring, mesmerized, at the two of them.

“Start riding me, sunshine,” Trigger ordered. “I’ve been without you too fucking long.”

Trigger guided my hips as I rose up on my knees and dropped back down. It didn’t take us long to find a rhythm, and then, I was lost to the sensation of Trigger being inside me and how fucking perfect Chase and Trigger looked pressed together. Leaning into each other. Supporting each other.

“That’s it, cupcake,” Chase rasped, his voice thick with need. Turning to look at him, I shivered, my belly warming with my impending orgasm. Chase’s smile was downright primal as he raked his eyes over me, lingering at my bare thighs. My muscles clenched around Trigger, and he groaned, watching me through slitted eyes. “Fuck, I wish I could be inside you right now.”

Trigger turned his head, catching Chase’s mouth in a hot, filthy kiss, and I was a fuckinggoner. I cried out, my back arching as I came. Trigger moaned low into Chase’s mouth as he spilled inside of me, and Chase’s hand came up to grip the back of his neck, holding him there as Trigger came down from hishigh. They weren’t kissing any longer; Chase just allowed him to pant into his mouth. The exchange between them was so damn intimate, it made my heart hurt.

They were so beautiful together.

I slumped forward, and both men caught me, snuggling me between them as Trigger’s cum leaked onto my thighs. I needed to go clean myself up, but I couldn’t bring myself to. I was warm and sated and both of my men were back home, finally safe andalive.

So alive.

Their heartbeats were steady as they snuggled me between them, and my eyelids drifted shut, sleep quickly taking over me.

“I love you,” I managed to slur.

I had no idea if either of them responded. Sleep took me, and for the first time in days, I slept peacefully without nightmares and every worst possible scenario plaguing me.

15

Chase

Everything fuckinghurt. If I thought coming home from the hospital last night had been rough, it was nothing compared to this morning. The good shit the hospital had me on had officially worn off, and all I had were pain pills that I’d been prescribed, which weren’t near strong enough, in my opinion. Every step down the stairs was agony, and I had to drag my feet to the chapel to make it there. Trigger had been right by my side, ready to help me if I asked, but we both knew I wouldn’t.

I was a stubborn asshole like that.

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