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I lost track of where their groans of pleasure ended and mine began, and flew into the ecstasy building inside me. Orgasm flooded my limbs, tightened in my balls, spilled from me, and left my mind blissfully blank.

Tanner’s jerking, the sound of his pending climax, was already deliciously familiar, and I knew he was coming too.

The pounding didn’t slow until my body demanded it, and even then I was reluctant to stop. There was time. For more of this. For more wrapping myself up in these feelings and these two people. But I was still greedy and wanted more now.

I could wait a little while to recharge. Just a little.

We lay there, sandwiched on top of each other, until Tanner pointed out his leg was cramping. The three of us disentangled long enough to clean up, then crawled into bed next to each other.

Lying here next to both of them was perfect. “I missed this. I know we won’t be doing it all the time. Not yet, but…”

“So you haven’t changed your minds.” There was a hitch in Daria’s voice.

Tanner raised his eyebrows and looked between her and me. “Excuse you, what?”

Daria shrugged. “Now that we’ve had the dirty, yummy sex and gotten that out of our systems for the night, you’re still interested in everything that comes with the package that is Daria?”

“Every single inch of you.” He kissed her on the nose.

“You know I mean more than me.” She blushed, despite the guarded question.

I didn’t know how to make this clearer, beyond reassurance and just proving we meant what we said, but I was happy to assure her again and again. “We do know that, yes. We meant everything we said downstairs. I missed you, I love you, and I want you both—all—in my life.”

“Same.” Daria’s smile was back, lighting up a gorgeous face. “To everything you just said, I feel the same.”

“Of course you do,” Tanner teased.

She laughed. “Ass.”

He kissed her, then leaned past her to brush his lips over mine. “I couldn’t be luckier.”

Warmth filled me. This was the family I never thought I’d have. Yes, I had Brooke and her kids, and they were great, but this was different. Its own kind of love and closeness. This was what so many people had told me in my life that I didn’t deserve, because of my preferences.

But I had it. And even though I wasn’t a look-to-the-future kind of guy, I saw all the potential stretching out before us. This was going to be incredible.

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I’d been datingColin and Daria for almost two weeks, and the experience, the bond, was incredible. I wasn’t always a fan of heading home without her at the end of the night, but the fact that I got to go with him helped. And it was both surreal and a blast to head out as a pseudo-family.

Tonight was an excuse to go to Buck E. Cheese without looking like a weird creeper. This place wasn’t quite the wonderland I remembered from childhood, but it was still a blast.

Alana had proclaimed she was going to beat me at skeeball, but that I wasn’t supposed to hold back.

“My right arm is taped to my side. I don’t have a choice but to hold back,” I said.

She shrugged. “Sounds like your problem. You never know when battle might happen. You have to be prepared.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how that saying goes.” With some kids, I’d hold back regardless. With my ultra-competitive, star swimmer, there was no way. In her shoes, I’d be offended if I gave anything but my best. I grabbed the first ball with my left hand, and lobbed it easily into a 100 spot.

Alana scoffed. “Amateur.” She matched me almost shot for shot. Almost.

“Someone’s been training.” I was genuinely impressed. I didn’t realize kids still played games like this—not that I’d phrase it that way to her.

She scowled and dropped tokens in the two machines, pulling up another round of balls. “Again.”

“Alana, don’t push him too hard,” Daria called from the table a few feet away.

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