“Uh oh. What is that look for?” Leo asked. “Did something happen with him?”
“You have no idea.” I tore my hands from his and buried my face in them. “I’m so pissed at Hayle right now, I want to scream.”
“Then, how about we don’t talk about him right now?” He tugged my hands away from my face. “Instead, Tristin and I could show you how accepting we are of this arrangement.”
“Leo…”
He pressed his mouth to mine, cutting off the argument that I couldn’t quite formulate. “Let us make you feel good. That’s all. No nakedness required.”
Tristin slid his hand farther up my leg. “Only if you’re okay with it.”
Okay? There was that word yet again, and it didn’t nearly do justice to my current level of approval on the matter.
Since I couldn’t bring myself to voice that thought, I merely nodded and then waited. For what, I wasn’t exactly sure. Regardless of my discussions with Petra on this topic, I’d never really thought I’d be in this position. It was as unexpected as it was exhilarating.
Leo moved next to me and shifted my body, so that we were lying on our sides, my back pressed against his front. While he moved my hair aside and began peppering kisses along my nape, Tristin shifted until we were face-to-face. “Are you—”
“Don’t you dare say okay.”
His chest rose in silent laughter. “All right.”
“Tristin,” I warned, though I could barely remember what we were talking about. Not with that smile only three inches from my mouth.
Instead of replying, he reached for the hem of my sweatshirt and, after giving me time to object, lifted it over my head. I hadn’t bothered putting on a bra, and his gaze immediately dropped to my chest.
“Fuck.” His eyes roamed over me like he was starving, and only I could sate his hunger. “I never thought I’d get to see you like this again.” Cupping one of my breasts, he leaned forward to draw a nipple into his mouth. “Or touch you.”
Leo returned to kissing my neck and began drawing a line up and down my side with his fingertips. My eyes closed on instinct, but I forced them back open. I didn’t want to miss a thing.
While Tristin moved on to the other breast, Leo slid his hand over my stomach and dipped one finger under the band of my leggings. When I didn’t protest, he slipped his entire hand under the stretchy fabric and then my boyshorts.
The moment his fingers brushed my sensitive flesh, I bucked against him. He yanked me tighter against his back, and his erection dug into my ass. It took everything in me not to groan, especially as Tristin licked his way up my chest before lifting his head to take my mouth.
The kiss was instantly fevered, our lips and tongues frantic. I’d missed the taste of him, and I’d missed the desperate way he touched me.
I lost track of whose hands were where as I surrendered to the kiss and the rhythmic stroking of my clit. The sensations were overwhelming, made more so by the emotions coursing through me. Leo and Tristin both wanted me. So much so that they were willing to have me any way they could.
That knowledge did something to me. My heart cracked wide open, making room for more love than I’d ever known I could experience, before immediately stitching itself back together.
Gripping Tristin’s shirt in my hands, I pulled him closer and sucked his tongue into my mouth. And, with both brothers inside of me—figuratively and literally—I fell apart in their arms.
When I could no longer draw breath, Tristin released me, and I panted both of their names. I needed them to know that this was all about them, equally.
“So, what do you think?” Leo asked with a sexy, gravelly voice. “Are you going to give us a chance?”
Chapter Fourteen
Leo
I’d never been this anxious, and it had nothing to do with the steel I was rocking in my jeans. Because, damn, that had been fucking hot. I’d done some crazy, stupid shit in my life. I’d had two girls at once. I’d watched my buddies bang random chicks and let them watch me.
But none of that compared to what had just went down with me, Thea, and Tristin. And that was a little unbelievable, since we’d barely done anything. It was all about making my—our—girl feel good. And that alone had almost made me blow my load in my pants