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I was too busy being swept up by two equally intense but entirely different forces of desire. As Cal moved further out of his shell, his hands began exploring too, as did mine. I closed my eyes, giving into the blurring sensation and touch until one of them pulled back with an indignant tongue pop.

“Hands,” Callum mumbled, sounding annoyed. “Watch them, Rafe.”

“Don’t be such a prude, it was an accident,” Rafe shot back, but there was that characteristic beat of humor in his tone. It sounded like he’d brushed over Callum’s hand on purpose just to freak him out a bit. That was something the old Rafe would do and relief swept over me, in tandem with my own growing desire.

“Knock it off,” I warned, turning my head to shut him up with another kiss, and the smile I felt against my lips told me all I needed to know. For even just a moment, I had him back. But I wasn’t about to leave Callum out in the cold. I tugged on his belt, pulling him towards me and running a hand down the front of his jeans.

He gasped and put his hand over mine, watching as I stimulated him through his clothes.

“Off,” I demanded, turning from Rafe. “Both of you, clothes off, now.”

“What about ladies first?” Callum asked, and Rafe shot him a look of approval.

“Yeah, listen to the cowboy,” he said, nodding in Cal’s direction.

I shook my head. “No. Clothes off.”

The two men paused before slowly obeying me. I circled them, occasionally reaching out a hand to stroke someone’s back or to kiss their shoulder, admiring their bodies. And if anything, judging by what they were working with by the time their underwear came off, they were pretty into it.

This wasn’t just the first time I was experiencing two men at the same time, it was the first time I’d ever been this commanding during sex. It was a power trip that went straight to my head.

“Who do you want first, love?” Callum asked and I loved the way the question sounded coming from him.

But I didn’t want to have to choose, I wanted them both and at the same time.

I kissed him again, then moved to Rafe and kissed him too. It was a quiet decision, then a game as Rafe kissed me harder before gently passing me back to Callum. They finally understood what I was getting at, and I let myself move between one and the other, our hands finding other things to do while we moved to the bed.

We fell on the mattress together, with me in between them but Callum caught himself on his hands before he could crush me against Rafe. His body formed a cage over mine as Rafe moved my hair from my neck, and ran his hands up my waist and to my breasts as he began to knead them through my bra. I moaned low in my throat and tilted my head back.

Callum pulled back enough to watch and I caught his eye.

He was watching me intently, then looking at Rafe’s hands as though drawing the line between what he was doing to me and my reaction to it. Fire danced behind his eyes the longer he stared, and he bowed his head to kiss my throat.

“Now isn’t this pretty, Cal,” Rafe rumbled, and I could feel the vibration in his chest against my back. He bit the shell of my ear. “Not so demanding now, are you, sweetheart?”

“Don’t count on it,” I sighed, enjoying not just the double sensation but the contrast between their bodies and their touch. Callum was smoother and leaner, still just as strong and powerful but more understated whereas everything about Rafe’s body was striking. Their attention on me was the same way.

Callum’s kisses moved further south until he reached my hips. He pressed his lips against my lower stomach as he worked my pants off, slipping my soaking panties off soon after.

Rafe was relentless, using his teeth to tease my ear while he brushed his thumbs over my hard nipples. I yelped and he chuckled darkly, and I was shocked as Callum suddenly grabbed my hips to keep me still. He looked up at me, all charm and eagerness and transparency that I would never have to second-guess.

“I’ve wanted to do this again for so long,” he said, his voice dipping lower than his normal register. He licked my inner thigh and my hips lurched up. Rafe pinched a nipple and I bit my lip against the cry that threatened to tear itself from my throat.

“Patience, you said?” he threw back at me.

“I’m gonna make you pay so bad,” I gritted out.

“I look forward to it.”

Then Callum’s mouth was on me and I temporarily forgot all about Rafe’s teasing. The only things that existed in the world were Callum’s mouth, Rafe’s fingers on my nipples, and the heat of being between their bodies.

I let myself let go, gave myself over to the building heat in my core and the waves of pleasure that rolled over me.

“Oh God,” I panted. “Cal, that’s good. That’s so, so good. Please keep going.”

He moaned and Rafe rolled both of my nipples between his fingers and the combination just…

I came embarrassingly quick, with Callum’s name on my tongue. I was desperate to return the favor and tugged at his broad shoulders, dragging him up until his cock was in my mouth. He threw his head back with a low moan before gathering my hair and gently wrapping it around his fist.