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I rear back, even more confused where this is coming from.

“What the fuck are you even talking about? You need reassurance or some shit about this situation?”

“You can’t even say relationship. This is exactly my point,” he scoffs. “And no, I don’t need the reassurance. But maybe Maxdoes. Maybe she wants to know exactly where we all stand with her.”

“She knows.”

“Does she? Because Caine is the only fucking one of us that may have said he loves her. But I know damn well he’s not the only one feeling like that. And maybe she should know it. Especially with the entire future up in the air for all four of us.”

“You don’t fucking know anything about the future. Why don’t you say something to her, instead of getting on my ass to?—”

“What’s going on?” Max’s voice is a lot sharper than it was before and I notice how close Drew and I are. Our argument has turned into getting into each other’s face and I didn't even realize.

“Just having a chat, little one,” he answers easily, neither of us backing away from each other.

“Sounded a lot like you were fighting. But it looks like something else.”

I turn toward her, the question in my eyes. That’s when I really notice how close our bodies are, chests are barely an inch from touching.

“Seems like to me, you two need to kiss and makeup.”

I look over at our girl and see the smirk on her face. I also see she’s alone, and wonder where Caine is since he’s usually her shadow.

“That an order, little one? You want to tell us what to do?” Drew teases, looking at me, knowing I don’t want to let anyone else have control. She had a piece of it once, but it’s hard for me.

She leans against the wall, kicking her foot up on it. “Yes. Kiss.”

I clench my jaw, and Drew’s eyes lock with mine, meeting the challenge. “What do you say, Coach?”

CHAPTER 36

MAX

Holy shit. I heard the yelling and got out of the shower quicker than I intended while Caine hung back, probably hoping I would join him again. But I’m not going anywhere, not with this sight in front of me.

Adam and Drew are in each other’s faces, clearly irritated with one another and just like before, I feel like they need to fuck it out. It seems to be their go to and today shouldn’t be any different. One of these days, they’re going to have to talk about their feelings, even if I have to pry it out of them. Until then, this is what they need, so I say it again.

“Kiss.”

Drew challenges Adam and he meets it with fervor, grabbing the back of Drew’s head and slamming their mouths together. Their kisses are always aggressive, rough, and possessive, full of so much need that I can feel it between my thighs.

I’m taken back to the night I directed them with each other and want that again. I want to see them touch each other. To watch them fuck each other. I want to see it all.

“Strip,” I demand roughly, squeezing my thighs together to try and relieve the ache from watching them.

They do as I say, grabbing each other’s shirts and pulling them off, their mouths only parting to do so. They both attempt to shed the other of their pants, fumbling slightly in their haste.

I didn’t even put on panties, just a T-shirt like I normally sleep in, and I can’t help but slide my hand up my inner thigh at the sight in front of me. Especially when they’re both naked, still kissing like their lives depend on it, their rock hard cocks rubbing between their bodies. The silver of Drew’s piercings shine in the low light and I want to feel them again. On my tongue. In my pussy.

I want to touch them while I watch Adam fuck him. I let out a groan at the thought and the way my finger grazes against my clit, feeling how wet I am already.

“Sounds like she likes what she sees,” Drew taunts.

Adam reaches between them, gripping their cocks together, and they both groan. My own sound mixes with theirs as I swipe my clit again, lightly, but enough to send a shot of pleasure down my legs.

“That true, baby girl? You’re liking what you see?”

“I’d like to see a bit more,” I sigh.

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