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“Yes,” I pant.

“Did you like it?”

“God, yes.” Beau is fucking me harder now and I’m struggling to keep my thoughts together.

“How much did you like it?” Hunter whispers.

“So much,” I groan. “Two of you inside me at once—” Beau pounds into me harder and I cut myself off before I can cry out.

Hunter groans. “The first time I watched Beau fuck you,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my ear, “I had this fantasy. Even back when we all thought it was a one-time thing.”

“What was the fantasy?” I gasp out, breathless.

“I wanted to fuck you at the same time as my twin,” he says. “Me in one hole, Beau in the other.”

My whole body clenches. I pulse hard around Beau’s cock before my brain even catches up to what Hunter just said, my body answering for me. A shiver runs through me. I suck in a breath, incredibly turned on. I want it. I want it more than anything right now. I feel insatiable, like the last week without them was a lifetime, like they’re water and I’ve been dying of thirst.

“Do it,” I whimper. “Please.”

“Fucking love it when you beg,” Beau groans. He slows his thrusts, giving Hunter time.

Hunter swipes his fingers through the slick wetness all around Beau’s cock and pushes that wetness inside my ass, lubricating me with my own arousal. He works me open slowly, fingering me, taking his time to allow the tight muscles to relax. I can feel them both, Hunter’s fingers and Beau’s cock, pressing against each other through the barrier inside me, and the double sensation makes my heart beat even faster, makes a sound come out of my throat that’s almost a growl.

My body resists the pressure at first, clenching against the intrusion, but Hunter is patient. He pushes deeper, stretching me, and I feel myself start to give. He spreads his fingers and the resistance melts into something else, a particular kind of openness, a readiness, a hunger I didn’t know I had until he found it. The fullness of having both places occupied at once is overwhelming in the best way, like my body is waking up to a capacity I never knew it had.

“I’m ready,” I tell him, gasping. I don’t know if my ass is ready, but I am, and I’m not waiting any longer.

He lines up and slides in slowly. The stretch is intense, almost too much, and I suck in a breath through my teeth. And then he’s all the way in and I’m full of them both. Completely, impossibly full. I can feel every inch of both of them, separated by the thinnest wall inside me, and when one of them shifts even slightly the other one moves too, like they’re connected through my body. The twins start to rock me between them, finding a rhythm, and the sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. Not just fullness, but completeness, like my body was built with exactly this empty space inside it and they’re the only two people in the world who fit.

Emmett is watching us, his eyes dark, his cock hard. “So fucking sexy,” he says, looking straight into my soul as he says it. “I can’t get enough of watching you fuck.”

I’m trying so hard to stay quiet, to smother the sounds that are bubbling up through my chest, but I can’t. The sensation starts in my shoulders and rolls down my body in a wave, exploding in the space between and around their cocks. I clench around both of them at once and the contractions ripple back and forth, gripping Beau and then Hunter and then Beau again, my body unable to tell where one of them ends and the other begins. The pleasure doesn’t have a center. It’s everywhere, radiating out from the place where they fill me, rolling through my thighs, my stomach, my chest, the backs of my eyes. I’m coming so hard I can’t help the sounds that are coming out of my mouth. Somebody is bound to hear me. I can’t help it. I wouldn’t want to even if I could.

Beau grunts as he pulses inside me. “Fuck, Josie!”

Hunter groans a heartbeat later, coming hard inside my ass. “Fuck. I’ll never get enough of this.”

We finish together, the twins connected through my body, Emmett’s eyes locked on mine. For a long moment nobody moves, nobody speaks. There’s just the sound of our breathing and the distant murmur of the party and the weight of them around me and inside me, holding me up, holding me together.

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JOSIE

We’re all breathing hard. My pulse is racing. My body is sore in that perfect way that I was just getting used to when I left the cabin, in the way that I’ve missed so very, very much. Beau strokes my face.

“You’re so fucking amazing,” he murmurs, then he kisses me.

The party sounds get suddenly louder, then go quiet again. We freeze. Somebody is in the kitchen. Two voices are talking out there and one of them is my mother’s. We can’t hear what they’re saying, but the conversation is too close for comfort. The guys have their dicks out. I’m completely naked. There’s a puddle of cum on the floor and I’m in the middle of it. My heart thunders against my chest. What if they open the pantry? We stand frozen, waiting. The voices move away. The party gets loud, then quiet again.

They left.

Emmett is the first one who laughs, but we all quickly join him as relief rolls through the pantry. Nobody came except the four of us. We’re safe.

Hunter slips out of me, rubbing my back and kissing my shoulder. My feet find the floor as Beau slides out of me. Emmett grabs a roll of paper towels off the top shelf and hands them over to me, and I start cleaning up the mess on the floor. I grab another wad of paper towels and start cleaning up my legs, but before I get to my crotch, Beau snatches the wad out of my hands.

“I want us dripping out of you,” he says.

Hunter snatches my panties off the floor. “And running down your legs,” he adds.