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“Gonna come,” Grey gasped against my clit—the same thought I had.

Spunk shot into my throat, and I swallowed quickly, whining over the tingles racing to my pussy. My climax hit me a heartbeat later, and I struggled to keep my mouth around Grey while he continued to ejaculate bitterness onto my tongue.

“Oh fuck. You’re pulsing around my dick.” Blaine panted, thrusting harder, gagging me over and over while I trembled from my release.

Absolutely. Fucking. Delicious.

“Grey.” Blaine groaned his name and buried deep, stilling. His abs rippled, and I licked every trace of cum from Grey while his friend unloaded in his ass in short thrusts, his deep moan of release in my ears.

“Fuck, yes.” Grey ran his hands over my backside in absent caresses. Murmured praises for his good little girl and boy swelled through my heart.

I’d gotten the answer I’d asked for.

Had barely hoped for.

I’d found the two lovers I’d been seeking.

36

BLAINE

My cell rang, but I ignored it for the warm, vanilla-scented woman I cradled in my arms. A grin lit on my face as I took stock of the fact it was early morning and I lay in bed with my two favorite people.

Grey at my back, his groin tucked tight against my ass, and Lily snuggled into my chest.

She huffed with annoyance. “Who the fuck is calling before the sun is up?” she grumbled, her breath hot on my neck.

I rubbed a hand down over her spine to cup one of her ass cheeks. “Don’t care,” I muttered back.

The ringing stopped, and I sighed, sinking into warmth and comfort.

The damn cell started back up again.

“Better answer,” Grey stated quietly against my hair.

I opened my eyes as reality settled in, dissolving the cocoon of Elysium we’d found in each other’s arms. No one would be reaching out to me in the pre-dawn hours, not even Wyatt my boss.

“Shit.” I shifted and half-rolled over Lily to reach my cell on the bedside table.

The New Hampshire number glowing like neon in Grey’s dimmed room jacked my heart rate to top speed.

“Hello?” I asked, adrenaline rushing straight to my heart.

“B-Blaine?” My sister broke into sobs, and my gut clenched up tight.

“Sarah! What happened? Are you okay?”

She cried in my ear as I hopped off the bed, my mind racing over what could have prompted the call and her harsh tears.

Grey’s lamp clicked to life behind me, and I turned, needing his eyes to keep me anchored.

Pale blue, sleepy and yet alert, his orbs captured mine, releasing some of the tightening of my chest.

“Sarah?” I asked again.

Lily scooted close to the bed’s edge and reached for me.

I gave her my hand, clinging tight to the comfort her soft touch offered. My sister sniffled in my ear, but I could breathe easier. “Tell me you’re alright. Please. What’s going on?”

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