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I’m the turn. I’m the one. I’m the woman they love and share and give and fuck and come inside…
And my entire body erupts. My eyes roll. My edges crack. I’m about to burst through my flesh.
“Come, baby.” Beau spanks my clit. “Squirt your love.”
I do. So does Colt.We burst. We cry out. I gush, pouring over Colt’s dripping length. It makes him growl, burying every inch inside me while he grunts, leaning forward, cupping my face before claiming my gasping lips with his kiss.
I can’t find my breath or sanity and don’t want it. I only want this, and I only want more. I’m not done.
I’ll never be done with them.
“Hurry,” Colt huffs over my mouth. “Keep her coming.” He pulls away. He leaves my shaking body, and Beau takes it.
Gone are the sweet blue men who gave me my fantasy because Colt looks possessed and Beau looks savage. He’s ferocious. His angry cock claims what’s waiting for him, what’s his, too.
“Fuck, Blair,” Beau snarls with primal thrusts, driving into me, slamming me against the door. I’m shaking, an orgasm still screaming through my sex while he demands, “Yes, keep fucking squirting for me. Goddamn, baby, yes. All over my dick. Fuck, one day, we’re gonna breed you for real. You’re gonna have our babies.”
I’m not in control. Beau is. He’s taking me again. I can’t stop it. I am in heat. I am an animal for him.
“Beau, please! Please!” He knows how to do it. He knows how to end us, how to satisfy this maddening hunger for each other while Colt takes us there.
He squeezes the base of Beau’s cock so tight, his other hand strumming my clit, and it’s an eternity of bursting lights.
I can’t see.
I can only explode again.
I can only come, helpless, while I hear Beau coming inside me, too, with his pained, driving grunts. Then he stills, buried inside me, while I feel Colt lean down, tenderly kissing my clit.
Bliss won’t stop shaking through my bones. Heaven lights up my veins. Euphoria drips down my cheeks, the ones suspended above the floor and those suspended above my crying smile.
My panting lips receive Beau’s kiss, Colt’s, Beau’s, then back and forth; they kiss me until we’re laughing.
Until I’m completely covered in their blue paint and love.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
“Break out our poly playbook.”
BEAU
Four games may not be a winning streak, but… yeah, it is.
We’re crushing it. We dominate on the field. Everyone is saying this is our year, and we feel it.
Atlanta is hyped. We’re a well-oiled, sweaty machine on the gridiron. We beat Carolina, Green Bay, Detroit, and then Jacksonville. Away games or home game advantage, it doesn’t matter.
“Goddamn!” Coach Williams slaps my back. “Bronson, I don’t care how you’re doing it, but keep it up. This is your best season yet.”
I glance across the locker room at Colt. He just smirks, naked, slinging a towel over his inked shoulder before heading to the showers.
The press is interviewing Martinez and Goodwin. They executed a helluva trick play to secure our win against Jacksonville.
It was late in the fourth quarter. We were down by three in the midfield. I held the ball, and everyone scrambled, thinking I’d throw to Hawke as I have for most plays, but I called a new one. I threw thirty yards to Martinez, who, instead of going down with the ball, passed it to Goodwin, who was wide open, streaking down the field for the touchdown.
Hell yeah, they deserve the praise.
That shit was incredible.
