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Slept crept closer, with my body already numb, just my mind to follow. A hand slid over my hip, a steel band of muscle around my waist, before I was yanked backward until I pressed against a chest.

“Mine,” Tobias murmured, his voice already heavy with sleep.

The scent of him invaded as I closed my eyes. I shifted against him as Nick’s leg moved under the comforter, pressing against mine. The only one not touching me was Caleb. But he was here, staying with us, and that said more than anything.

I gave a sigh and slipped under sleep’s hold, more contented than I’d ever felt before.

* * *

“Little mouse.”

I surfaced at the low murmur in my ear. Something warm pressed against my back. The hard erection pushed between my thighs. I reached behind me, touching a warm thigh. “Tobias,” I sighed.

He rocked against me, his hand cupping my breast. “Is it too early?”

I kept my eyes closed and lifted my knee, sliding my foot lazily along the outside of his leg as he entered me. God, this felt good and right. Nick lifted his head and watched through half-slit eyes as his brother took me from behind, then dropped his head back to the pillow.

But he didn’t close his eyes.

Instead, he watched, reaching out his hand for mine. Our hands collided and our fingers slid between each other’s into a clasp as Tobias thrusted, his heavy breaths growing deeper and more urgent.

I closed my eyes and arched my spine as that heat rolled through me. A guttural snarl and he drove deep, grunting as he came. This is how it’d be with them, always touching, always wanting. I couldn’t get enough.

“Food,” Nick muttered as Tobias stilled, his hand still on my hip. “It’s your turn, little brother.”

With a mumble, Tobias pulled from my body and rolled, climbing from the bed with far too much energy for this time of the morning.

“Eggs and bacon?”

“With toast,” Nick added.

“Wasn’t asking you, dickhead.”

I smiled and lifted my head, meeting my stepbrother’s stare from the end of the bed as he tugged on Nick’s sweats. “Ryth?”

I smiled. “Eggs and bacon sounds perfect.” My belly let out a grumble, drawing a scowl from him before he turned and headed out of the room.

I tracked his steps to the bathroom, then all the way down the stairs.

“You sure you’re okay with us?” Caleb murmured from behind Nick. “Not sure you know what you’ve gotten yourself into."

“Not sure myself, to be honest,” I answered as I pushed up from the bed. “But I guess we’re about to find out."

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“You know,”Nick muttered, shoveling a mess of bacon and eggs into his mouth, then stabbing the air with his fork. “This is probably your best, little brother. I’m impressed,” he said, giving me a wink.

Tobias stood there, scowling at his brother’s plate still piled high, then looked at mine, sitting empty. “I didn’t fucking cook them for you.”

“I know…which makes this the best,” Nick smiled, triggering a growl from his brother.

I looked from one to the other as Caleb strode into the kitchen, yanking on a soft black t-shirt, oblivious to the fight about to break out.

“Better eat, princess,” he suggested. “Before Tobias has a damn fit.”

I dragged the plate toward me and slid an egg and two pieces of bacon onto the plate, earning a sideways glance from Nick. “Are you gonna eat all that?”

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