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Regardless of Cam’s passionate pronouncements, which called to that part of her that wanted to cling to them forever, the other part, the rational part, whispered that she was drowning herself in their caresses, their kisses, only to delude herself. This was only a bandage on a wound that would never heal. The more she sank and gave herself to them, the more she was most certainly headed for the bottom of a deep, dark heartbreak that she would never survive.
“Yes?” Cam asked her directly.
That one syllable held her last free exit. If she answered “no” now, there was no doubt that Cam would not push her more. He would be furious, but he would back down. This was it. This would be her l
ast free exit to get off the tracks of the impending crash ahead.
Unable to stop her foolish heart, she kissed him her answer. Her nerve endings turned up the heat inside her. She shivered, not from the night air, but from the tingles rolling through her body.
She turned to Dylan and kissed him, too. Back to Cam. Dylan. Kissing them until her lips were swollen and throbbing and her darkness swirled to the back of her mind, giving her a tiny, much-needed respite from her pain and her memories.
Dylan’s hands drifted down the sides of her body and Cam’s did the same down her back. She loved being between them, enveloped by their muscled bodies. This was a safe place, a place she would dream about in the nights, months, and years to come.
They lifted her up off the blanket. Cam, lost to his primal need, kicked their dishes, the food, and the basket off the blanket, creating a place for her to stretch out and enjoy their caresses.
“Put her down,” Cam instructed. “I want her to strip for us.”
“You’re running this mission, commander.” Dylan lowered her to her feet. “And doing a fucking great job of it, too, I might add. Before she does, I want to taste her lips again.” He crushed his mouth to hers, slicing away the remaining hesitation inside her with his tongue. Her toes curled and her heart skipped several beats. She felt moisture pooling from her pussy.
When Dylan ended their kiss, she found it hard to catch her breath. He and Cam moved right in front of her, their Dom sides clearly switched on.
“I want to see skin, sub, and I want to see it now.” Cam growled his impatience.
She grabbed the hem of her shirt and began slowly sliding it up.
Cam’s eyes narrowed. “Faster.”
Dylan put his hand on Cam’s shoulder. “Patience, bro. Let her give us a show. We’ve got all night to enjoy Erica.”
She swallowed down her nervousness and pulled her shirt up higher, exposing a hint of her pink lacy bra. She moved ever so slowly, hoping to tease and please them at the same time. When she finally pulled the shirt over her head, both of them lowered their gazes to her chest, their lips parting ever so slightly. They were enjoying her performance, and that thrilled her. She’d never done a striptease before, but she was actually getting into it, enjoying the seduction and power it gave her.
She relaxed her shoulders and unfastened her bra slowly. Her nipples were still throbbing from Cam’s delicious pinches. She lowered the right strap off her shoulder, squeezing her arms together to make her cleavage even more prominent for Dylan and Cam. Unhurriedly, she lowered the left strap off her other shoulder until the cups of the bra drifted down her breasts. She moved her hands to them, keeping them in place over her mounds.
Dylan’s wicked smile and Cam’s impatient stare told her that they were both done waiting. She could feel her pulse in every part of her body, but especially on the inside of her thighs. Just looking at them made her wet. In a flash, they bolted toward her, removing the remainder of her clothes with their swift fingers, confirming to her how eager they were to consume her. She wanted to be devoured by them. Needed to be.
They lowered her to the blanket, standing over her like conquerors of old. They were giants to her in more than just their statures. They were elegant, charming, good men. Dylan missed nothing behind his shades. As he walked her to her car every day, she saw him constantly scanning the parking lot of TBK. He checked her house before he allowed her to enter. She knew she was safe when Dylan was around. He was observant of the smallest details, especially in her.
Cam, too, could see her needs, which he continually provided. These last few nights, he’d made sure she ate dinner. He’d brought her lunch at the office each day, and stayed with her and held her as she slept. She felt loved and cherished when Cam took care of her.
She watched them shed their clothes. Both pulled out protection from the pockets of their pants before tossing them to the ground. Cam also brought out a small tube of lubricant.
“You came prepared, didn’t you?” Dylan said and then looked at her lustily.
Cam nodded and hit her with his hot gaze.
Dylan laughed. “I can see a proper date is definitely my kind of date.”
Illuminated by the full moon, they looked like muscled gods.
Cam lifted her off the blanket and set her on her feet. He touched her cheek with his fingertips. “What state are you in, sub?”
“Green, Sir.” She couldn’t believe this was happening. Being between Cam and Dylan on Sunday night had been a dream come true. Would tonight be even better? Or would it create a hope in her that just wasn’t possible? She took a deep breath, uncertainty shoving and pushing and clawing her again. “Guys, I’m…I’m…”
“She’s in her head, bro,” Dylan said. “You just said you were green. Did it change?” he asked in the sweetest tone she’d ever heard from him. His hand found her hair. “Yes or no?”
Nothing had changed. She wanted them. They wanted her. “No, Sir. I’m still green.” But she was broken. They were solid and perfect. No matter what, she knew that tonight would have to be her last time with them. She had too much work to do. Sam had said so.
“Good. Time to make love to her pretty mouth,” Cam said hungrily. “On your knees, sub. I want you to suck on my cock with all you got.”
