Page 77 of Secret Baby for My Brother's Best Friends

I blush. “Good sex isn’t everything.”

“Great sex isn’t everything," Jake corrects, making me blush even harder. "But that’s beside the point. The point is that we like you even beyond the great sex, and it would be great if we could get to know each other."

"What, you mean by going on dates?" I snort because it’s hilarious to me to think about dating all three of them at once.

But none of them laugh along, not even Adam, who has been the voice of reason and should be on my side here.

He’s looking dead serious as he says. "Yes."

What?

The other two also look at him in confusion.

“You date all of us,” Adam says. “And in the end, you decide which one you like most. Or if you even like any of us."

"That’s…" I stammer, because I don’t even know how to respond to a proposal like that. What craziness is he even saying? “That can’t happen.”

“Why not?”

"Because it can't! Like how on earth are we going to even suggest such a thing, that I date three men and decide which one I like best?"

"You just fucked three men," Jake says with a smile. "Come on, don’t be shy. You can tell us who was better?"

I blush and turn my face away as he laughs again.

"It's so weird to ask me to choose," I say. "Do you understand how that could potentially ruin your friendship?" Are they willing to do that over me? Why? Why do they want me so badly? There's nothing special about me, except that I might be carrying one of their children.

"If you’re worried about us, you needn’t be," Adam says. "We know how to handle ourselves.”

"Yeah, we're used to sharing," Jake says. "Sometimes, sharing makes it better."

"How?" I know how it makes it better for me, but I'm not sure what they're getting out of this.

"Well, I don't know about the other two," Jake says. "But for me, it's about double the fun. You see, hon, sometimes I'm so caught up in being with you that I can't take a second to even think about what we're doing, and I don't get the chance to watch youas much as I want. But when I'm out of it, when Adam or even Sam is with you, then I can watch the way your eyes roll back, the way your entire body flushes and trembles. The way you fight against your pleasure before eventually giving in to it, and the way that your entire body clenches when you're on the apex of your release. Do you know how gorgeous you look like that? How fucking erotic?"

Hearing him say that makes my heart and lungs expand, pulling in all the air it can manage. The burning look in his eyes adds to it, his arousal apparent even though he already spent himself down my throat like three minutes ago.

I rip my eyes away from his to Sam and Adam. They all watch me with a similar animalistic fervor, their gazes speaking of an agreement to everything he's saying.

"I..." My throat is suddenly dry, my hands sweaty. "We can't–"

"Who's stopping us?" Sam says. "Don't deny that you want it to. You want us all, everything we have to offer. Don't deny that."

"Think about it," Adam says. "All of us, together and separately. You don't have to do anything but let us be with you."

I swallow again. I shouldn't. It's so greedy of me, so forbidden. If anyone finds out, the names they would call me...

But the decadent temptation is too much to resist.

24

SAM

Hours later, we finally leave her apartment, but not before Adam has groceries delivered and makes her his famous garlic butter pasta.

She enjoyed it so much that she moaned, and I had to grip the seat to keep from pouncing on her again.

Not now, I tell myself.She has to rest now. I'll get the chance with her later.