Page 67 of Rockstars, Babies & Happily Ever Afters: Vol. 1

Luc watched her the entire time.

She met Luc’s gaze with Ethan’s taste on her tongue. “You into Ethan, into me.”

“Yes. Right the fuck now, yes.”

She directed her gaze at Ethan. “Fuck.” His gray eyes were just a touch wild, but she needed him closer to the edge.

Luc stepped back and hissed when Ethan’s grip tightened to keep him there.

“Is this what you want? What you need?” Ethan’s question was nearly guttural, but he always wanted to make sure things were the best they could be for everyone. One of the many reasons she loved him so much.

“So much.”

Ethan’s slightly less tanned hand stroked him once more before letting Luc go. “You’ll find what you need in my gym bag.”

Luc’s grin intensified. “Mine too.”

Molly rose to her feet. “Both my boys came prepared.” On the way up, she yanked Ethan’s shirt up and over his head. “Don’t need this. I don’t want anything between us.” She nipped his lower lip. “Any of us.”

Ethan’s dark brows snapped down. “Anything?”

She dragged down her own yoga pants and flicked off her socks and shoes, then tossed them all toward the rapidly building pile of clothes. Finally, she peeled off her bra and turned back to Ethan without a stitch on. She walked into his arms, one hand going for his cock, the other for the back of his neck. His kiss was greedy and she tasted the wild she was looking for.

Every part of him—every part of them—would be hers.

When Luc came back with two condoms and a tube of their favorite lube, she took the condoms from him and turned right around to bring them back to the bag.

Not today. No boundaries.

When they both dragged in ragged breaths, she knew it was exactly what they needed. Trust on every level. Skin on skin, edges frayed and conquered, and a closeness they’d earned over the last few months.

She walked back to them and disrobed them of any lingering clothes. Not that there was much. Mirrors left nothing to the imagination. She took in Luc’s beefy body with his powerful height and thick thighs that were the ultimate weapon for thrusting power. Power that she would more than welcome.

Then she studied Ethan with his leaner, more graceful body with a lovely smattering of dark hair across his pecs and arrowing down to his very interested cock.

She took each of them in hand. Luc’s cock was nearly scalding to the touch. He always ran super hot. Her very big, very impressive heater. She swiped her thumb over the head. Ethan covered her hand, both their fingers teasing the tightly stretched skin as he hardened even more. She took the lube from Luc and coated her hand then transferred it to his length until he was slick. Luc’s breath was hot and heavy against her neck as she worked him. Ethan leaned over her head and the two men crashed into each other. Teeth and tongues lashing and grappling.

Stepping back was the only option. Right now, they were like two alpha wolves in the midst of a feeding frenzy.

Luc swiped his big hand down Ethan’s furred chest to his ultimate goal. Ethan did the same until they were pumping and stroking one another. Thighs brushed and groans filled the room.

The mirrors gave her every angle she could ever want. The clench of Ethan’s perfect ass. Luc’s cut muscles that made that glorious vee at his hip. The strong grip of her two men who weren’t afraid to show one another their needs. She should have felt apart from them, but instead her own excitement ramped up. Their passion flared bright and loud as a drumbeat.

Their song.

And soon her melody would complement them. It always did, but God, she loved to see them together sometimes. As if they couldn’t quite hold themselves apart from one another.

Ethan gripped Luc’s ass and thigh in his large, elegant hand, dragging him closer until their cocks and chests crushed together. Their mouths were as wild as their furious hands. Instinctively, Ethan tried to turn Luc around, but Luc went for his hair and dragged his gaze up to meet his.

“You’re mine today, Professor.”

“Fuck.” She hadn’t realized she’d said that aloud, but when their gazes jerked to her, she took a step back.

“And you’re mine,” Ethan said in a low growl, his gray eyes pinning her to the spot. “We need you here between us, love.”

The shiver chased her spine and spread goosebumps in its wake.

“This is your fantasy.”

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