Page 109 of Overexposed

They all looked so profoundly disappointed. What did they think I was going to ask for? Public humiliation? Maybe they thought I’d ask to move out permanently, no questions asked. It was enough to give me a tiny, itty bitty smidgeon of guilt.

But not enough to prevent me from collecting.

“Absolutely. I’ve waitedweeksto get my prize. So no excuses.”

“We’re not making them, Slick,” Gem promised. “What do you want?”

I drank in the sight of them, one at a time, letting the tension knotting in my belly unfold. The past few weeks had given meplenty of time to imagine exactly what I wanted and in great detail.

“I want you.” I put my cue stick up, right on the rack where it belonged. Gem had rearranged it to make a spot for my stick.

“Me?” Seven eyed me with more than a little suspicion.

“Yes,” I said, grinning wider. “I want all three of you…”

“All three of us,” Ollie repeated. I swore, I could practically see the light bulb that went off over his head as what I was saying registered. “At the same time?”

We hadn’t done that. Not yet, anyway.

“Mm-hmm. So let’s go, boys. Time to pay up.”

My beautiful twins stared at me with identical dumbfounded looks. I wished I had my camera just to snap that picture. The fact that all three were somewhat frozen delighted me.Always good to know your limits, I suppose. But I knew damn well what I wanted…and had been wanting for a while.

Experience had proven that Seven didn’t care for sharing as much as his brother or Ollie. Today, however, that was going to change. They wanted six months to prove we could work.

Well, that proof needed to start with my four-way. Or was it a three-way? A three-on-one way? I headed for the stairs—since I planned to be incapable of moving when this was done, we should at least be close enough to one of our beds to use it.

Halfway up, I tugged my T-shirt off and tossed it aside. No cleaning crews in the house, the doors all locked, and the security system armed—no one to interrupt…

Just to be sure, I paused near the top and pulled out my phone. No messages I needed to address, so I stuck it into do not disturb.

“Are you coming, boys?” I asked over my shoulder. The split second between inactivity and the three of them moving all at once was almost cartoon levels of amusing. From my position at the top of the stairs, I had a front row seat to their actual race.

Seven elbowed Ollie and then shoved Gem at him before he hit the steps. He was halfway to me when Gem damn near knocked him over the railing to pass him and I winced.

Maybe I should have added a caveat about injuries. Seven hit the top step a split second ahead of Gem and swooped me up and over his shoulder. Laughter bubbled through me as I met Ollie’s amused gaze. He wasn’t racing up the stairs so much as stalking up them. The shiver that went through me at the heat in his gaze…

Seven headed straight for his room. Fine by me. He had a huge bed. All of them did, really. It really was one of my favorite parts about this house.

Oh, fuck, who was I kidding.Theywere my favorite part of this house. I landed on the bed with a bounce. Seven stripped off my shoes and tossed them even as Gem unbuttoned my jeans. They each grabbed a pant leg and tugged them right off.

When I would have pushed up on my elbows, Ollie dropped onto the bed and fused his mouth to mine. No room for talking, debating, wagering, or even groaning. His tongue tangled with mine as he fisted my hair and someone stripped my lace panties away.

Cool air against my cunt didn’t last long, not when Gem pressed a kiss against my clit that had me bucking almost immediately. Holy fuck. I couldn’t catch my breath or deal with the sudden surge of electricity rioting through my system.

Or the orgasm that had me writhing. Gem was relentless, his tongue vibrating my clit as he thrust his fingers. Fuck, that man knew exactly how to get me going. I was screaming right into Ollie’s mouth. My bra vanished in a whisper of fabric.

“Move.” Seven snapped out the command, and my hips bucked as if they were desperate to obey him.

Ollie dragged his head up and I got my first look at his swollen mouth and sexed-up eyes. “Chill the fuck out, Seven. I’m kissing our girl.”

“And she said all of us, and so far the only one actually getting her off is Gem.”

“So glad you noticed,” Gem retorted in a husky voice. My breath came in swift, shallow pants. At least I thought it was. Honestly, I couldn’t really feel my legs at the moment. Then Ollie was teasing a finger around one of my nipples. “So why do we have to move?” Gem asked.

Oh right. Seven said something about moving. I lifted my head to see where he was, and for a moment, I was struck by the sight of the twins. They were both naked.

Funnily enough, the only one still in clothes was Ollie, but I was drinking in the sight of Seven and Gem in all their glory. Seven had just one tattoo, freshly inked before he left for the UK. It was a small one he’d had done on his right bicep that matched the one Gem got on his left bicep. It was literally just the astrological sign for Gemini with a numerical seven incorporated into the center.

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