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“Don’t hide from us,” Ransom murmurs, dropping his head to mouth at my neck. “You don’t ever get to hide from us. We see all of you, angel. We know you. You’re ours.”

He’s right on top of me now, his body between my legs, his hands braced on either side of my head.

I can feel the hardness of his cock, thick and bare, right at my entrance, and he punctuates that promise by driving inside me hard and fast.

My back arches when he slams into me, and my moan feels like it’s almost ripped out of me. My whole body feels like it’s being burned alive, but it feels… good.

It feels so fucking good.

Malice and Victor are still there, still watching, and they can see everything as Ransom fucks me. Their eyes are hungry, and they look the way I feel.

Desperate for more.

I shiver and shake under Ransom, each thrust sending me closer and closer to my climax. I can feel it, threatening to drag me under, and I don’t fight it. I give in to the tide of pleasure that’s growing, moaning Ransom’s name, clutching at him as he fucks me harder, his body slamming into mine.

My orgasm is right there, so close I can taste it, and—

I jerk awake, breathing hard.

My heart is pounding, and the same heat I was dreaming about pulses through my entire body. It burns between my legs especially, making my clit throb, and I realize with a rush of embarrassment that I’m on the verge of coming.

I squeeze my eyes closed, trying to get my thoughts together and get ahold of myself. I’ve had sex dreams before, but never any that intense. And never about a man—or rather,men—that I know.

I’m still so turned on from it, as if every atom in my body is alive and charged with need. My pussy clenches over and over, echoing the almost frantic beating of my heart, and I take deep breaths, trying to shake it off. But memories of the dream cling to my mind like burrs, flashes of images and sensations making it impossible to tame the arousal flooding my limbs.

At this point, it wouldn’t take much to push myself that last bit over the edge, and I slowly start to slide one hand down under the covers, reaching for the ache between my legs.

I’m desperate to relieve some of this tension, to get it out of my system, but before I can touch myself, Ransom’s sleep heavy voice rumbles from behind me.

“Someone’s being naughty.”

I freeze, my eyes flaring wide.Oh shit.

I’m suddenly more aware than ever that he’s right behind me, his body pressed up against mine. I can feel the heat from his muscled frame blazing against my back, and his breath ghosts over my neck as he scoots even closer.

“What were you dreaming about?” Ransom murmurs, his nose dipping into the hollow between my neck and shoulder.

“I…”

My cheeks flame, and the words stick in my throat. I have no idea how to say,I was dreaming about you fucking me while your brothers watched. That’s just… weird. Or it should be. But then I remember how Vic and I watched Malice fuck that girl, and it didn’t seem to faze him at all. So maybe they really are that close.

My head is spinning with thoughts, going around and around in circles. Behind me, Ransom chuckles, clearly not bothered that I haven’t answered him yet.

“It’s kind of cute that you’re feeling all shy about it now,” he says. “It must have been some dream. Was it about me?”

I lick my lips, unable to stop myself from nodding.

“Ah. Now we’re getting somewhere,” he teases. “Was itjustabout me?”

For a split second, I think about lying and saying it was. Somehow, that feels less terrifying than admitting the truth, but before I can stop it, my honest reply slips out.

“No. Not just you.”

Ransom makes a noise in his throat. “Hmm, I see. Malice was there, I’m guessing. There’s all that tension between you two, even though he tries to deny it.”

In my head, I can hear Ransom’s words from last night, telling Malice to just admit that he wants me. It makes my heart pound even harder, real-life memories of the kiss we shared mixing with memories from the dream. That does nothing to cool down the arousal that’s still curling in my belly, and my thighs clench.

“Was Vic there too?” Ransom asks curiously, and I flush deeply as I nod again.

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