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“You are so fucking hot, baby. Do you have any idea how much I love to fuck this pretty ass? This ass is ours. Take us, Jessa. Take all of us. ”

She pushed back, feeling Burke deep inside her the whole time she adjusted to take Cole. She shivered as his cock breeched her ass, slipping behind the tight ring of her muscles and lighting her up. All the sensitive nerves sang out after such a long time left untended.

“Baby, you feel so good. I love you, Jessa. I won’t let you go. I won’t ever let you go. You might never believe me, but I’ll never stop loving you. I’ll never give up on us again. ” Cole pressed in until she could feel his balls tap just below the curve of her ass.

“We won’t ever give up. We’ve learned our lesson. Never again, Jess,” Burke promised.

She wanted to believe them, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that they were all together in this moment. It was something she could hold on to later when she was lonely. She could remember how it felt to be loved, even if only for a moment. She would take a moment or two with them over a lifetime with anyone else. She might never trust them again, but she would go to her grave remembering what it felt like to be between them, their words, hands, and bodies caressing her.

Cole pulled out, almost all the way. She wiggled against him, not wanting to lose his cock. Just as Cole pulled away, Burke pressed up, hitting her G-spot. Jessa hadn’t thought she could come again, but the need rode her hard now. She pressed back, seesawing between them, unwilling to give up either cock. She rode them both, every nerve in her body attuned to them. Back and forth she let her body be pulled, manipulated, as they shared her like a sweet sex toy. Desired. Wanted. Beloved.

Cole’s hand came between them and plucked at her clit, the sensitive nub flaring to life. She came, the orgasm crashing into her, making her scream out their names. Cole stiffened behind her, gripping her hips, and he pulsed in her ass as he came. Cole’s orgasm seemed to trigger Burke’s. He pressed up, calling her name as he pumped into her and emptied himself into the thin latex barrier.

Jessa fell onto Burke’s chest, her breath sawing in and out of her body. Cole pulled at her as he rolled to the side, bringing her in the middle, pressed between them. She was warm and happy. Fear and anxiety had no place in their bed right now.

“Jessa,” Burke whispered against her ear, the words tickling her skin. “Talk to us. We still have hours. We want to talk to you, work this through. Tell us what happened while we were gone. ”

Why did he have to do that? She’d given him her body, but he looked for more. He wanted to know her damn soul.

“Talk to us,” Cole cajoled, his hands caressing her. “Tell us, Jessa. Tell us about Caleb. ”

Her eyes watered. Caleb. Her only real and lasting connection to them. He reminded her so much of his dads. He might only have one as a biological father, but she saw them both in her boy. Caleb was a lovely combination of Burke’s sunny charm and Cole’s iron will. Her baby. “What do you want to know?”

It was the one thing she couldn’t refuse them. Caleb was the gift they’d given her. Amid all the sadness, he had been her shining light. Even in her darkest hour, she’d known that she wanted that little spark of life that had begun that winter night.

“Everything,” they said, their voices a stereo. They moved closer, invading every inch of her space. She knew she should protest, but their bodies warmed hers.

She choked back tears. She’d started this because she’d wanted a last moment with them. She’d wanted closure. But she’d made a deadly mistake. There was no closure. There could never be closure between them. What they had would never be over. She saw that now. She could walk away. She could allow the pain she’d felt to break them apart forever, but she wouldn’t be complete. She would walk through life a ghost, remembering a time when she was whole. She belonged to them, and she always had. Even before she’d met them, she’d been theirs, a girl waiting for these two men, these halves of a whole, to walk into her life and complete her.

She took a deep breath and began to speak, telling her son’s fathers everything they wanted to know, both loving and fearing the peace settling into her heart.

CHAPTER NINE

Burke glanced over his shoulder at the clock, trying not to move the rest of his body. He didn’t want to wake Jessa. The last thing he wanted to do was pull her from her safety and security, back out into this world they had dragged her into. She stirred beside him, but didn’t wake, merely cuddled closer to Cole, who wrapped his arms around her.

The last two hours played back through his brain. He would go to his grave with the feeling of Jessa’s pussy clamping around his cock, milking him, taking everything he had. It had been so much more than sex. It had been a merging of who he was with her. Love for her lodged in his chest. He was a better human being for loving her. He reached out and touched her hair. So soft. Like the woman.

With a sigh of regret, he sat up. If he had his way, he would never leave this damn bed. He would stay with her, only allowing her out to shower and eat. She would need her strength because he and Cole had a whole year of sex to make up for.

Nearly five o’clock. They would have to leave soon. Burke preferred to travel deep in the night if he had to go by car. There were fewer people on the road late at night. It was far easier to tell if someone was following them. Once they got out of Dallas and into East Texas, the crowds would thin to nothing. He would be able to keep watch on anyone trying to sneak up on them.

Cole stared at him over Jessa’s shoulder. His eyes widened, one brow rising up.

Burke knew what he was saying. They had discussed earlier that one of them needed to call Dex before they headed out for Louisiana. The James brothers had promised to spend the day working on the case, calling the DA and trying to find anyone in the FBI they could trust. If they’d gotten a reprieve from having to hole up in a swamp, Burke wanted to know.

Burke sighed. Why the hell did he have to get out of the warm comfy bed and make the call?

Cole smiled smugly and tightened his arms around her. Because I have the prize, brother.

Fucking bastard, Burke shot back, sending Cole a look he couldn’t possibly mistake.

Cole simply grinned.

His brother was a bastard. It was only by chance that Jessa was in Cole’s arms. They had passed her back and forth between them for hours, but Cole always seemed to have the best sense of timing. Burke sighed and rolled out of bed, grabbing his pants. Cold. It was fucking cold. He hoped it wasn’t this cold in the swamp.

“Next time I get to hold her, asshole. ”

“There’s not going to be a next time,” Jessa said, but even as the words breathed from her mouth, she settled her head on Cole’s chest and nuzzled him. “This was a one-time weakness on my part. Don’t expect it again. ”

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