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I walked to the foot of the bed so that I didn’t have to climb over Kaz to get in the middle, and quickly crawled my way up to the headboard.

Mason pulled out a corner of his blanket from under my butt and held it open for me. “Get under here, it’s cold tonight.”

I bit on my bottom lip and nudged closer to him, as much as I could without touching. When I glanced at Kaz, he was watching the scene play out with obvious amusement.

“Stop smirking,” I snapped at him, my nerves already vibrating with tension.

He raised his palms in surrender. “I’m not smirking.”

“Oh, yeah, then what’s that?” I pointed at his smirk.

“My gorgeous face,” he deadpanned, earning a chortle from Mason.

“Ugh. Whatever.” I was trying to hide my arousal from being so close to them and their delicious manly scents by being cranky. But it wasn’t working well, so it was time call it a night and attempt to go to sleep.

“Okay, good night,” I said, and slid lower on my pillow until the blanket was right up to my chin. “Sweet dreams.” Turning my back to Mason, I closed my eyes.

“Sweet dreams,” Kaz said and planted a light kiss on my forehead.

I sucked in a breath but didn’t open my eyes. A moment later, the bed moved as the guys settled in, and then, someone flicked off the lamp.

In the darkness, I swear their scents intensified. Why the hell did they smell so good? They’d showered with the same soap I used, yet it’s like their pheromones transformed that plain clean smell into a potent aphrodisiac.

I snuggled farther under the blanket, pulling it over my nose, but it didn’t make it any better. I’d just have to deal with their stupid smells and the dampness I was beginning to feel between my legs.

Behind me, Mason moved again, and then his palm was on my hip.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice muffled by the blanket that was now up to my cheeks.

“Getting more comfortable. I was half off the bed.”

I couldn’t even call him out on a lie, because I was pretty confident he was telling the truth. This bed was not big enough for me and two guys their size. Their feet must be hanging off the sides. I stayed quiet as Mason shifted until he was gently spooning me from behind.

My heart was beginning to race. I knew this was bound to happen, didn’t I? But I’d expected a stronger resolve on my part. Instead, my vagina was weeping, and my clit was sending off little pulses as if to remind me of its existence.

I know you’re there, you jerk.

A movement on my other side sent my eyes flying open, and I found myself staring at the dark outline of Kaz’s face. He wiggled a little closer. “I was falling off too.”

“You both seemed fine when I came out of the bathroom,” I grumbled, but there was no force behind it.

Kaz’s teeth flashed in the dark. “You seemed a little tense when you first came out. How are you feeling now?”

My eyelids fluttered. I knew I could shut him down, bark at the two of them to really go to sleep, and they would leave me alone no matter how much they didn’t want to…or I could play along with their game.

And fuck, it seemed like a fun game.

I pulled the blanket down to my chin, excited while simultaneously hating the way they always seemed to manage to break down my resolve. “Still a little tense,” I said and waited for them to react.

I didn’t have to wait long. Mason tightened his grip on my hip and tugged me closer, letting me feel his growing erection. “We could help you with that,” he whispered. “What do you think, Kaz?”

The singer propped himself up on one elbow and reached out to brush the back of his hand over my cheek. “I think I know just the right thing.”

Now, my heart was pounding in earnest, and suddenly I was hot, even in the cool room. While Kaz continued his soft caresses, Mason slithered his hand around my front. “May I?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. Fuck it. At this point, if I didn’t get off, I was liable to have a panic attack.

He dipped his fingers into my underwear and groaned into my ear when he felt how wet I was. “No wonder you’re so tense,” he murmured as he gyrated his hips against my ass. “You have a bit of a problem here, sweetheart.”