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My clit, which Colt left lavished and tender, Beau takes it. He licks it while Colt thrusts into my cunt, making moans sing from my soul.

Where Beau stretched my cunt to take him, Colt’s length finds new spots to claim. They’re so different and perfectly matched. I’m aching and shouting for more.

“Yes, Raven. Keep screaming for us because you’re ours to fuck.” Colt reaches around, palming the weight of my breasts, swaying with his thrusts. “Aren’t you? Aren’t you our prize? Our dirty little trophy to use? We’ll make every touchdown, so we can come home and fuck this sweet pussy and ass every night. Say it.” Colt hammers his hips. “Say we won. Say you’re ours.”

“Yes!” I cry out. Calloused fingertips pinch my nipples. Whiskered lips suck my clit. A long cock pumps into my pussy. “Yes, fuck me,” I demand. “Turn me into your trophy to use. Fuck me like your little cum slut after every game you win.”

“Mmmm, yes, baby,” Beau moans against my nub. “Colt, let me taste her. Let me suck her cum off your dick.”

Colt grunts, pulling out to oblige, leaving me open and waiting. The smacking, slurping, and sucking sounds Beau gives us make me groan, and Colt growls, “Fuck yes, Beau. Yes, baby, suck that dick. Let me feel your beard on it. Yes, like that. Suck that sweet pussy cum off it before I fuck her more for you to clean up.”

White light fills my vision, my nerves, my heart. I groan, not believing our sex. Our pleasure. Our trust. Our bond. Our everything as Colt drives back inside me, and I brace for his power.

I want Colt.

I want Beau.

The sensation of taking dick and receiving tongue is maddening. It’s ecstasy with them. I come to it, falling into its depths. My knees buckle, but Beau holds my shaking thighs while Colt wraps his arm around my waist and the other around my chest.

He grabs me so hard, holding me so tight that my feet lift from the floor. In a whirl, I’m held, my back to Colt’s chest while he drives inside me, and Beau delivers. He licks my clit, then Colt’s cock, back and forth, right where we join.

“Oh fuck yes, take me,” Colt huffs. He fucks, Beau licks, and I coil tight, getting ready to come again. It’s almost too much, and I can’t stop it. “Take me. Take my cum. Take every drop.”

With a violent shudder, Colt’s coming, too.

He grunts, and I receive him. I’m panting and pulsing when Colt pulls out. I’m dripping over Beau’s waiting mouth. I’m groaning and shaking, coming on his creamy tongue, cleaning my pussy, grateful for our gift.

Our bodies become a wet tangle of huffing breath and kissing lips and limbs intertwined. We hold each other and shower in the aftermath until the hot water runs out, and Colt jokes about Beau not paying the gas bill.

Later, we’re curled in bed. I make them turn on the ceiling fan to full blast so I can lie between them. Still, they won’t stop melting me.

In the best way.

“I’m gonna do it,” Colt murmurs into my neck. “I’m gonna put a tattoo of a stack of books and a little gold trophy in my sleeve, right next to Beau’s birds. Because he’s my life,” Colt kisses my cheek, “and you’re my gift.”

“And I’m giving you something that’ll make you smile, and my fans love you, too.” Beau twirls my hair, curling his leg over mine. “I’m giving you your first book signing.”

I should be worried.

I should learn my lesson.

I should leave my touchdown panties collecting dust in the drawer.

But when I feel love like this?

Fuck that, and fuck me. I’m wearing a pair everyday.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

“I’ll mind my manners when you mind your dick.”

BEAU

After weeks of training in the sweltering Atlanta summer heat, I don’t even sweat standing over my BBQ Guys gourmet grill.

I set the timer for the steaks, and I sip a beer. I grin when Ruby elbows me, muttering, “Way to go, champ. I heard your touchdowns last night.”

“Shit,” I whisper. “Really?”

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