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As he kisses and bites and suckles me, his fingers slide into my center. My hips lift of their own accord, pressing closer to his mouth as he makes love to me with his tongue and fingers. My body sings his praises, every sensation overstimulated and ready to burst. My body’s grown used to this kind of pleasure now—the raw need of being with both men. The only problem is the loss is that much greater when I don’t have them.

But Jay doesn’t let me dwell in that concern. He presses another finger deep inside me, curling them just so. My thighs grip him as he flicks his tongue faster—the sounds of him loving me, making me wild with lust.

“God, Jay!” I can’t take it any longer.

Ford walks over, no longer watching and stroking himself, as he loves to do. I glue my eyes to his as he circles the bed. My insides weep with gratitude because I know that hungry look. And I want nothing more than to answer it. I want to give the man everything tonight. My body. My heart. My soul.

Hell—who am I kidding? They both already have them.

Ford cups my breasts, his mouth covering my nipple and sucking hard. I gasp, my body shaking as it tumbles over the edge, another orgasm slamming into me. The vibrations of Jay’s moans add to the intensity of every wave, and he continues to lap at my core as I ride down my high.

Only in the safety of my guys am I able to express myself this way—investigate my desire and surrender to them. It feels scary, vulnerable, and sacred all at once. All I know is, it feels right. My body feels most at home in the safety of their arms.

“You’re the only taste I can ever think of, Fallon. The one I crave the most. My god, you taste amazing,” Jay says as Ford kisses up my chest and neck, reaching my lips.

“I love you,” I whisper to Ford.

“I love you, too. You’re what keeps me tethered.”

We lay there a while longer, our bodies tangled as we catch our breaths. I can’t help but smile. Every time I’m with them, it feels like my heart caves a little deeper. And I can tell by the way they both looked at me tonight that they feel the same way.

I need this. I need them.

As we get ready for bed, warmth floods over me as joy fills my heart. It sounds cheesy, even to me, but somehow, the three of us complete each other. We just make sense. There’s no jealousy, no rivalry, no competition.

They love me so much. They just want to make me happy.

Mission accomplished.

That night, I fall asleep with a soft, satiated smile on my face. And what did I dream of?

I dreamed of us falling asleep this way together . . . forever.

Chapter Seven

Jameson

Last night was exactly what we needed—all of us. There is something about our connection that allows me to relax.

Watching Ford and Fallon together makes me hard. Even this morning, as I stand here drinking a cup of coffee watching the sun rise, all I can think about is being with her. Not just once a year, but every day.

I want to wake up with her beside me or between us every morning. I want to go to bed with her snuggled up in my arms. I need to take care of her when she’s sick. People think they have a right to tell others how to live, and it pisses me off. No one should be allowed to tell anyone else how to live their life—especially ours. We’re not hurting anyone by loving each other.

The sky has a stunning glow as the sun rises. I finish my coffee then head into the house to pack our backpacks for a day hike while they sleep.

I get the bacon in the oven quickly so I can make breakfast tacos to eat while we’re out. I fill the travel cups with coffee and chop up some fruit and veggies to take along with granola bars. I add extra water bottles to the pile before I head into the bedroom to wake them up.

“Good morning,” I say loudly as I crawl onto the bed and wake Fallon with a kiss. It doesn’t take more than a couple of seconds before she’s kissing me back. I pull her to my body, rolling over and laying her on top of me.

Ford is moaning and groaning on