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“Living with me?”
“Yeah, living with you. You’re going to give her what she deserves. A chance. A try. Some devotion and not be like her dickhead dad.”
“Fuck.” He rolls his eyes, but his smile cracks through. “She already jokes she’s my beard, and now you want to make it official? You want her living with us?”
I caress his chest. It’s a magnet for my eyes. “She’s not your beard. You love her, too. I never understood why you were with Reese because you’ve clearly been in love with Blair all along.”
“Reese had issues,” he explains. “She needed me. She?—”
“She needed help,” I mumble. “I’m well aware.” His brows pinch but now’s not the time. That’s the past, and our future is right in our grasp. “But Blair takes care of you. She wants what’s best for you. Hell, she waltzes that fine ass of hers around here in a sexy thong, trying to make us quit fighting, and if that ain’t love… ”
“She won’t fuck me though. She’s afraid she’ll get hurt. She’s afraid we won’t work.” Subtly, he thrusts against me. I don’t think he’s aware. It’s instinct; his body needs mine, and I feel the same. About him. About her. “So now I have a helluva bet to win.”
“Please,” I huff. “You’ll win. I’ll help you. She’ll be your real girlfriend. None of this fake shit. She’ll love you and fuck you and move in with you.” I grin. “With us. You just gotta convince her you’re legit. That you’re devoted. That this is about more than a bet.”
“I don’t know.” His brows furrow. “We gotta play this right. We gotta make her think she’s won the bet. Blair’s too proud and stubborn and?—”
I debate, “And smart, beautiful, and worth fighting for.”
“That’s it,” the pranking devil says, his eyes ablaze. “That’s the plan. We keep acting like we’re fighting, and she’ll keep tempting us when, really, I’m seducing her.”
“Do it. Seduce the hell out of her.”
He grins. “And she doesn’t make you jealous?”
“Oh, I get jealous. I’ll kill any man who touches you. But her? No. Question is, will you get jealous of me fucking her, too?”
He tackles me, rolling on top and grabbing my arms. I let him pin them above my head. He starts frotting me again. It’s so familiar, such a fetish of ours, driving us crazy. “You want to fuck my woman, Hawke?”
“You know I do.” I lift my hips to his, seeking him, matching his cadence. “Like I want to fuck you, too.”
He leans down. I can smell his trim beard, and it makes me moan. Like a feral marker on his flesh, it holds the primal aroma of Blair’s cum on his whiskers. Like now, she’s in our blood. Like now, she’s our mate to share.
Like she’s here with us while he bites my ear, whispering, “I want you to fuck my ass, too, Colt.” He thrusts. “You can fuck my ass while I fuck her sweet pussy.” And I groan. “Then I’ll fuck you so hard while I let you fuck her, too.” He thrusts again, and I grunt. “There’s no top or bottom. I want us too much. The three of us. I’m not jealous; I’m in love.”
And I’m losing control.
I’m getting what I’ve always wished for.
It has me claiming his mouth and bowing my back, rubbing and thrusting my hungry dick against his, seeking our sudden, gasping, creamy end because we want this too much.
We want our beginning.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Do you have room in your clit closet to talk?”
BLAIR
“What are you wearing?”
I FaceTimed my sister to talk all about me and my double-dick NFL conundrum, but all I can focus on is her.
And that outfit.
“What?” Vale shrugs. “I’m dressed up.”
“For who?”
