Page 25 of Beautiful Revenge

“I love you too, Dyl. You guys are my everything, and you never gave up on me.” I shake my head to dispel the tears rimming my eyes, and Devon pulls me back into him.

“We love you, babe. There’s never been anyone else for us since the moment you sassed back at me,” he jokes, kissing the side of my head, and I snort.

“What do you want to do, Brie?” Dylan asks, cupping my cheek. I lean into his warmth, taking a deep breath and sighing in contentment.

“Make love to me?” I ask, and his eyes darken a little.

“Anything you want, baby girl. Anything you want,” he rasps, and I blink.

“Baby girl?” I lift an eyebrow in question, and he shrugs.

“You’re my baby, the love of my life, and I think it’s sweet. If you do—” I lift my hand up, cutting him off.

“I love it.” I smile, removing my hand when I feel his grin against my palm. “Umm, can we maybe make this less awkward?” I squeak, and Devon chuckles.

“How would you like to do that, princess?” He grinds his erection into my ass, and I moan.

“Strip,” I state easily, and he freezes against me before bursting into laughter.

“If you wanted my dick that badly, all you had to do was ask, babe,” he jests.

I shrug my shoulder, feeling all kinds of sass. “I thought I just did, but maybe you need some more inspiration.”

Pulling away from them both, I start working my jeans down my legs, kicking them off with my socks. Standing back up, I’m suddenly feeling nervous as their eyes devour me in only my underwear.

“Dear God,” Dylan chokes, his hands shaking as he steps toward me. “You’re the most beautiful creature on this planet, baby girl.”

I wring my hands together, fighting the sudden nerves and desire to cover up. Usually when I’m naked in front of them, I’m so close to an orgasm that I don’t notice their eyes on me.

“It’s okay, Brie,” he whispers as his body becomes flush with mine.

Leaning down to kiss me gently, he pulls back and rips his hoodie and undershirt over his head, leaving his bare chest open for me to ogle.

Oh, that works. I love how incredible they look. They’re both lean and toned, with a few abs to spare. Absolutely delicious.

“Yeah, that worked,” Devon snarks, making his way over to us and taking my hand. “Come here, princess.” He pulls me past Dylan and walks me over to the bed, sitting down and pulling me into his lap.

“I thought we were going to get naked,” I say, my voice cracking. The nerves and fear are slowly starting to take over my snark, and I’m scared of ruining this for them.

I know they’re different, but there’s still a part of me that worries I’ll never be able to enjoy penetrative sex because of what’s been done to me.

“It’s okay if you need to wait, Briar. There’s no rush, baby. We do this at your pace,” Devon whispers, wrapping his arms around me to hold me tight.

“Can we maybe watch a movie or something? It just… feels like too much right this second, you know?” I ask, feeling horrible for making them wait when I know they both so clearly want me, but they smile at me with nothing but love and understanding.

“Sure. What would you like to watch?” Dylan asks, handing me one of his t-shirts to wear over my undies.

“Thank you. I don’t know, maybe a comedy?” I ask, and Dev laughs.

“I know just the one.”

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