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“The same,” Cannon added.
“I… Oh, God.” This was going a whole way she hadn’t expected. “I love you, too. So much. I’ve been devastated. I never want to hold you back from what you want.”
“We want you,” they both retorted.
She nodded, overwhelmed. Joyful. On the verge of more tears, but happy ones, this time.
“Okay.” She nodded again and digested their declarations. “Okay. Then…” She pulled her loose dress over her head. When she reached for her bra, they rushed her. Taking the lead, Hawk flipped her over his shoulder, and she squealed while the men ran for the big couch that dominated the family room.
“The bedroom is too far,” Hawk said, setting her on her feet. He reached for her bra and unhooked it. When it fell to her feet, he cupped her breasts, his thumbs grazing back and forth over her nipples. Leaning in, he drew one peak into his mouth. She arched into him and the tugging, lightning-like sensation she’d missed so much. Her core flooded, and she clenched her thighs against the throbbing in her center.
“How long do we have?” Cannon asked as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties.
“Everything has about an hour to cook. Oh, God,” she gasped while he finished disrobing her, and Hawk immediately pushed his fingers along her slit. “I love your hands back on me. I love you, both of you.”
“So you don’t want us to move on?” Cannon teased, kissing her shoulder then nipping at the sensitive spot near her neck. His hands took over for Hawk, cupping her breasts and pinching the nipple Hawk wasn’t suckling.
“Like that would fucking happen,” Hawk muttered against her skin. “You’re delusional if you think—”
“No. Never. I just wanted what’s best for you—”
“Good,” he growled, straightening and leaving her breast aching and bereft while he stared into her eyes, still tormenting her clit with the slow sawing of his fingers. “We’re not going anywhere. We want you to be ours. Our wife. Just like Briar is Jax and Ram’s wife, and like Leena is Brian and John’s.”
A knot in her throat, she nodded. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Tears of relief. Love. Happiness. Overwhelming emotions choked her, and she could barely speak. “I… I want that, too. So much. I want to be fully yours.”
It might seem unconventional and impossible to those outside Daly, but she knew Jax handled special paperwork for the throuples—and moresomes—to connect them legally to one another, through rights and powers of attorney and joint assets. The signing of the documents was part of the union ceremony, AKA the wedding. The rest would spiritual in nature, an emotional commitment before their friends and chosen family.
“Are you asking me to marry you?” she asked, breathless.
“No,” they said in unison.
“We’re telling you,” Hawk added, ever so overbearing and demanding. She didn’t even mind the pushy trait that had gotten him so far in life, dragging him from the gang existence he’d once been mired in, a past he’d been willing to revisit in order to save her.
Heart full of joy, she beamed at him then smiled over her shoulder at Cannon. “I’d say yes, anyway. Now make me yours again. Or the deal’s off!”
Hawk pinched her clit, ramping up her arousal and making her groan. Cannon’s arm around her waist held her up when her knees wobbled from the fire that shot through her.
“You’ve always been ours, baby girl. We’ll always love you. And you’ll always be under our protection…from everything and anything that might bother you.”
“You’re never getting away from us. Don’t even try,” Cannon added. “Better face it now.”
“I can think of worse problems to have. Having two men who love me isn’t one of them,” she panted.
He nipped her shoulder where it met her neck, pulling her tighter to him while Hawk pushed two fingers inside her. He started a driving finger-fucking that pushed her close to the edge while he resumed sucking and nibbling at her beaded nipple. Cannon’s shirt buttons pressed into her spine, reminding her she was naked between them, while they were both fully dressed.
“You’re gonna come, baby girl,” Hawk said, as if guessing her thoughts. “You’re going to come all over my hand, and you’re going to be our Thanksgiving dinner. You’re all the feast I need.”
“I’m fucking hungry,” Cannon growled pinching her nipple again. Sliding his other hand down, he held her pussy open for Hawk. Devon shook while she submitted to all the pleasures they doled out.
In conjunction with the hard drives of his fingers, Hawk clamped down on her nipple and circled her clit with his thumb. She fell into her orgasm, shaking in Cannon’s hold while he growled dirty promises against her ear, descriptions of the things he’d do to her that she knew he’d keep.
“That’s one,” Hawk said, grinning at her, his eyes near-black with hunger. “Let’s see how many more we can get before you need to get dressed for our guests’ arrival.”
“But…”
“Oh, this is all about you, baby girl. Then tonight… No sleep. Hope you weren’t planning on Black Friday shopping. You might have some trouble walking.”
“N-no plans. J-just you.”
