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Suddenly, he pulls out, and I cry out loud as he drops to his knees, starting to lick and suck me like I'm his favourite dessert. He's relentless, circling his tongue around my overly sensitive clit as I squirm. His hands clamp down hard on my hips to hold me still, licking me in long strokes, from my opening to my clit, swirling his tongue when he gets to the bundle of nerves.

“I fucking love how your tongue feels on my clit, Loki,” I gasp out, and he groans at the dirty talk.

My hands come to his head, gripping his hair and tugging, making him growl. I open my eyes and see that Jax is standing in the doorway, his blue eyes like the deepest part of a flame.

My mouth drops open, and I can’t suppress the moan at the look of desire on his face. He steps in, closing the door softly behind him.

Loki pauses, looking over his shoulder, and then turns back with a wicked grin.

“Come and help me take care of our girl, Jax,” he orders, then settles his head back in between my thighs.

Jax walks over, and I can see his hard on tenting his black sweats. He's not dropped eye contact with me, and there's so much swirling in his gaze I can't even begin to unpack it. Guilt, regret, lust and a love that would burn down the world are just a few emotions that flit through their depths.

“Jax…” I murmur when he reaches me. “Please, Jax.” I'm panting, my body shaking with the pleasure that Loki's tongue is giving me.

His hands grip my face gently as he leans in.

“I'll always take care of you, Baby Girl,” he whispers, taking my mouth in a hot kiss, showing me that I've not lost him either.

A sob sounds in my throat, a mixture of relief and terror at what could have been, what could have happened tonight. What life would have been like if I’d lost them for good. I revel in the scratch of his short beard on my chin, showing me that he’s really here. I've missed him so fucking much.

He breaks our kiss, looking deep into my eyes once more before he too drops down onto his knees. He spreads my legs wider, throwing one over his left shoulder. Loki copies him, throwing my other leg over his right shoulder until I'm stretched open completely to them.

Jax starts to kiss up my inner thigh, nipping and sucking along the way. Seconds later, Loki does the same with the other thigh, and I begin to shake with breathless anticipation, my head thrown back, eyes closed.

When they reach the apex of my thighs, one of them blows on my bare dripping pussy. The cool air feels incredible against my inner heat, and I sigh, only to moan seconds later as a tongue licks up my open slit. A second tongue is quick to follow until I can't tell them apart.

I look down to see blond and red hair mixing, both their tongues working me into a frenzy. I moan at the sight of these guys on their knees for me, my hands reaching down to grasp their hair in tight fists.

One tongue enters me, curling upwards and licking my inner wall, whilst the other begins slow teasing circles around my clit. They switch over, meeting in the middle, and the idea of their tongues touching has me screaming my release as I tug at blond and auburn locks.

They don't relent, prolonging my orgasm until I'm a fucking twitching, whimpering mess. I can feel my whole body tingling, and all painful terror filled thoughts from earlier have fled my mind, leaving me languid and sated.

Loki's the first to sit back on his heels, a satisfied look on his face. His lips and chin are glistening with my juices. He gets up, leaning over to give me a kiss on the lips, and I moan at the taste of myself in his mouth.

“Get your dick out of my face,” Jax grumbles, and I giggle.

“I've missed your laugh so much, Pretty Girl,” Loki whispers seriously against my lips. “So fucking much.”

We stay together, lips and foreheads pressed until I hear the shower turn on. I look up and see a gloriously, now naked Jax holding his hand out to me. I swallow at the sight of him.

How could I have forgotten how beautiful he is?

Loki helps me climb down, my legs still shaking from that orgasm.

Jax grabs my hand when I reach him, pulling me into his embrace and holding me tight. I nuzzle into the crook of his neck, breathing him in. I'm instantly calmer, my body and mind knowing that I'm safe, that nothing can hurt me whilst I'm in his arms.

“I'm so sorry, Jax,” I say softly into his neck. “I'm so sorry for running away. For judging you.”

Fresh tears sting my eyes, tears that have nothing to do with what happened in the library, and everything to do with almost losing these guys.

“I was wrong, Jax. So wrong, and I shouldn't have run. When I came through the door tonight,” his arms tighten around me, “and I saw you standing there, I knew instinctively that you would keep me safe. That nothing could hurt me, as long as I was with you. All of you,” I add, opening my eyes and looking into Loki's emerald ones as he makes his way over to us, stepping into the shower.

Leaning back, I look up into Jax’s face. My arms are still wrapped around him, and I meet those piercing eyes of his. The blue is swirling and churning with a myriad of intense emotions. I reach out to cup his bearded cheek.

“Jax, you are my home, where I belong and where I'm safe. The thought of losing you, any of you...I'm not sure I would survive it.”

His hands tighten where they're now resting on my hips. I can see him swallowing, and when he talks, his voice is thick with emotion.

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