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I grunted at the sight of the binding about her breasts. I found the little knot and loosened it, then tugged, forcing her to spin around in circles for it to unwrap. Charlie stood and moved out of the way.

“You not only told us where the robbery would be, but intentionally played a meek, flippant woman so Finch would get caught.”

“All the while, you assumed you’d go to jail, too.”

“I robbed a bank!” she said once the end of the binding was in my hand, the rest of it a coil on the floor. I let it drop, as if it were a snake. It would all be burned so she’d never be able to wear it again.

“You wore those stupid men’s clothes!” I snapped. “I should spank your ass for that.”

Her eyes widened to tea saucers. “You want to spank me for my clothing choice, not because I robbed a fucking bank?”

I grinned then. “There’s my fierce Grace.”

Hooking my hand behind her neck, I pulled her to me and kissed her. Fiercely. God, her taste, the heat of her, the softness of her lips. The aggressiveness of her tongue as it tangled with mine.

I finally let her up for air. “I don’t understand,” she murmured, her lips a bright pink and swollen. The rest of her was all pale skin, lush curves and other pink places. Places that made my mouth water to taste. My cock throbbed with the eagerness to fuck.

Charlie began to shuck his clothes. “You aren’t Grace Grove. You’re Grace Pine. My wife.”

“And mine,” I added.

“We’re not going to spank you, we’re going to fuck you,” he said.

She tried to step back, but I wouldn’t let her. Never again.

“Why?”

“Because you’ve got the sweetest pussy ever, love. I want you to know how much we want you. You’re the center of our world, Grace. We’re going to fuck you together, prove to you you’re the one who makes us a family. Makes us whole,” Charlie said earnestly. Fervently. Now naked, he stepped close to her, his front pressed to her back, and kissed her shoulder. “Because you told Finch you were protecting the men you love. Love.”

“You’ve never done anything wrong, sweetheart,” I said. “Well, you should have told us from the beginning. It’s our job to take on your problems. We’re big men; we can handle the heavy weight.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and I wiped them away with my thumbs.

“I was hell bent on justice. I got it. And you,” I said. “We’re not letting you go, sweetheart, even if I have to handcuff you to the bed.”

Charlie raised his head and growled. “An excellent idea.”

That made her laugh and Charlie smiled. The first time all fucking day.

“Are you ready to be ours, Grace Pin

e? Completely and with no secrets?” I wondered.

We were married yesterday, heard her say the vows, but now we knew the truth. Her answer now sealed her fate.

“Yes. Fuck, yes,” she murmured.

Ah, that ladylike talk. I was content for the first time in… ever. Father would have fallen in love with Grace. All sass and fire, loyalty and devotion. Perhaps he’d sent her to us like I’d thought. I’d ended my quest for his killers and found a wife. The mother of our children.

Our world.

CHARLIE

I SPUN Grace about and kissed her. My hands roved over her, breasts and waist, ass and hips, finally settling over her pussy.

Drenched, just as I suspected. She might hide herself away, hide more than her emotions, but her body never lied. She wanted us. Needed us. And we’d give her everything her heart desired.

It would take a lifetime of effort trying to compete with what Grace had done for us. She’d expected to die to protect us. She’d gone off with the man who’d planned to rape her so we’d stay safe.

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