Page 78 of The Air You Breathe

“I don’t know what you're talking about?” Dev was looking at Evan as they shared a look.

“I hear Mary is out at a doctor's appointment.” The sound of the lock turning made my stomach clench. Evan turned the sign on the door to “be back in twenty minutes” that I had up there in case either one of us had to use the restroom or grab some food.

“You think twenty minutes is enough time?” I glanced at Evan and then Dev. Both looked like predators looking to murder some pussy.

“Plenty of time for four orgasms,” Dev stalked towards me, as I backed up to the counter dropping coffee grinds on the floor.

“Four orgasms, that seems like a lot.” I saw Evan walk towards me too.

“Greedy girl, you think those are all for you?” Their looks were dark and menacing, making me shiver in anticipation.

I bit my lip. “I guess you're not up for the challenge.” I smirked, as Dev lunged for me but I was fast but I didn't realize Evan was close enough to scoop me up over his shoulder, spanking my ass as we all went to the back. It actually took thirty minutes for six orgasms.

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“I’m sorry Darcy,”Dev said on the phone the following day. “I have to be there, so I don't raise suspicions.”

“Don’t apologize,” I said, stirring the pot of chicken soup I was making. The days and nights were getting colder, and I just had to make something warm. “When you’re done just come over, you can have some soup and I’ll play nurse.”

“I might just get my ass kicked so I can have you all over me. I wonder if we can order a nurse outfit for future use.” His deep chuckle was a balm for my heart. He and Evan have been so anxious lately. I would catch both of them being quiet and broody, looking way too stressed out.

“I’ll look on Amazon,” I said, to keep up the happier conversation. If I had my way, I wouldn’t ever have had a use for that costume except for the occasional role play that I’m sure was brewing in Dev’s head. “Just be careful tonight.”

“I will, mhuirnín,” he sighed. “Armando will be outside watching the house. If you need anything and you can’t get a hold of us, just ask him, ok?” There was a commotion on his phone with a few swear words.

“Baby?” Evan said on the phone, and I realized the commotion was him taking the phone. Sometimes having two men vying for my attention was a great fucking feeling, washing away those old insecurities of not being wanted by my parents.

“Evan,” I said, hearing Dev curse at Evan, which made me giggle.

“You don’t open the door for anyone unless it's Dev or I,” he said, sounding worried.

“Maybe it would be better if Armando was in the house with me?”

“Hell no, baby, he can sit outside in his car,” Evan growled. “Don’t let him inside.”

I rolled my eyes at his caveman response.

“Yes, sir,” I said jokingly.

“You make sure you call me that when I’m balls deep in that tight cunt, telling you to come,” his voice deepened.

“Or when I tell you to swallow,” Dev yelled, making me shiver in anticipation.

“You guys are horrible,” I said, serving myself some soup, trying to ban these dirty thoughts of them.

“I love you, Darcy,” Evan said, like he was worshiping me with his words.

“I—”

“Not yet, Camellia,” he interrupted me. “I’m almost there.”

I pressed my lips together because I knew saying I love you wasn’t out of habit. Having heard all of the things he does at the club, how he’s constantly taking care of people, everything makes more sense now. Evan was selfless, but it was also his Achilles Heel because he puts himself on the back burner too often. I was ready to say it and he would have deal with it.

“Evan, I love—”

“Not yet, Camellia,” he said, in a stern voice.

Butterflies danced in my chest as he used my middle name again, loving that he also had a piece of me on his body too.

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