Page 69 of The Air You Breathe

“I don't think there is much to say.” Dev filled my coffee, leaving the cream and sugar by me. “I want you and if that includes Evan, then so be it. If we make you happy and whole, then you have no arguments from me. I want you to feel complete, not torn apart.”

Dev said everything so matter of factly before he kissed my forehead, looking down at me like I was his world.

“I agree, even though I thought sharing you would be a problem. I can appreciate having Dev with you, taking care of you, giving you what I can’t and keeping you safe.” They both stood close to each other looking down at me. “Triangles are the strongest shape, and maybe that’s what we always needed, someone to stabilize us and make us stronger.”

Dev looked at Evan. “Only you would make something nerdy sound romantic.”

I laughed. “He has always been a nerd at heart and it's cute,” I said, defending Evan.

“I mean it's true,” Evan said, shrugging, but I noticed a blush creep up on his face.

“I think you're right.” I stood up, kissing Evan, but laid my hand on Dev’s chest, loving his steady heartbeat. Then I kissed Dev, still holding onto Evan.

“Does this make us boyfriends?” Dev asked and I laughed. He smirked at Evan kissing my cheek as he went back to the kitchen.

“I mean I wouldn't be opposed to you guys kissing, I think that might be hot,” I said, sitting down.

“You’ve been reading too many romance books,” Dev laughed.

“That one from yesterday didn’t sound like swords were crossing.” Evan sat down with his plate of French Toast.

I laughed, but I couldn’t help but blush when I remembered the scene he walked in on.

“Are you still listening to the one we started the other day or are you on to a new one?” Dev asked, sitting down.

“Oh, it's a new one! It’s about one of the brothers from the other series,” I said, getting excited because Dev liking romance books was like finding a unicorn in my backyard. “I love these narrators. They sound so good together.”

“Did she write about the grumpy older brother or the shy nerdy one?” Dev asked, throwing us into the entire series, and what we thought might happen in the next few books she had planned. Evan teased Dev for a second before he played him a sex scene that shut Evan up. It was erotic, listening to the scene with Dev and Evan in the room. Once it finished, Dev turned off the audio, as the air charged with sexual tension.

“Is that what you want Darcy?” Evan got up from his chair, leaning over me with one hand on my chair and the other on the table. “You want to be spanked and be called a good girl?”

“Among other things,” I whispered, not trusting my voice.

“Do you want us to call you our good little slut?” He leaned down close to my lips. “Do you want us to tie you down and blindfold you while we fuck every hole, leaving you dripping with our cum?”

I closed my eyes while I nodded, because he was asking about all of the things I was so curious about.

“I think she wants us to take her at the same time, fucking her until she gasps for air, and we became the air she breathes as she comes on our cocks,” Dev said, close to my ear and I swear I was on the verge of coming.

“Please,” I groaned, picturing it all.

Someone threaded their hand through my hair, yanking it back.

“Then go lay down, Darcy but make sure this is what you want because we won’t stop until we play out all your romance book fantasies.” Dev bit my ear before he kissed my neck and let me go as goosebumps peppered my body. I looked up to see Dev behind me and Evan in front of me like it was a promise of what was to come.

I was about to get up when a loud pounding on the door broke our spell.

“Darcy, go to the room,” Evan said, helping me up and pushing me to the room as Dev looked out the window.

“It’s Saul,” Dev called out.

“Fuck,” Evan snapped, and just like that, the bubble we had been in the last forty-eight hours had popped. “Go put some clothes on baby, we will be leaving here soon.”

I nodded my head, walking to the room to get ready. A long hot shower eased the soreness I felt, I loved that I was still reminded of our night together. I dressed in leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. I brushed out my wet hair when I heard the yelling, dread pooled in my gut.

“You didn’t think to tell me that?” Dev’s voice was furious.

“You know how your brother felt about—”

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