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Heath wraps his arms around me from behind and whispers, “It sure as hell wasn’t Batman. He’s not good enough for you.”

“You’re still jealous?”

“Light that bat signal all you want. You know who you belong to.” He inches my skirt up but not high enough to expose the new panties I treated myself to.

I lean back, flopping my head into his shoulder, my eyes falling shut a split second after noticing James kneel in front of me.

My brain isn’t too jumbled to understand what a lucky girl I am.

“And just in case you forgot who you belong to, I’ll give you a special kiss under the mistletoe to remind you.” James caresses my legs before pushing my skirt into Heath’s waiting hands.

It’s torture to suppress my laugh, but I only have to hold it for a second. I know the exact moment James sees my new panties.

“What the fuck?” James’s laugh is low and satisfied.

Ford must enter the room because his deep laugh joins in as I’m no longer able to contain mine.

“What’s so funny?” Heath asks.

“We might have to keep a tighter leash on Maggie. Seems her boyfriend might have bought her new underwear.”

“She doesn’t have a boyfriend.” Heath steadies me, steps back, and lifts the backside of my skirt. “Sweetness, since when do you have Batman underwear?”

“Since I bought them at the store.” That will get him riled for sure.

The possessive growl that rips through his chest is one that’s always accompanied by a harder-than-normal erection—the kind that’s extra satisfying to ride.

“Aren’t you a little old for Batman underwear?”

“A girl’s never too old to have a fantasy.”

He growls again but this time, it’s accompanied by the sound of a zipper being undone and clothes being discarded. James strips my panties, and Ford steps closer, claiming my mouth in a kiss. The first one under the mistletoe this year. Thank goodness they didn’t let me forget my favorite tradition.

Warm breath eases over my sex moments before James’s lips move in. Kisses and his tongue escalate the knot low in my belly. Without warning, Heath lodges his cock between my legs, sending James scurrying backward.

“What the hell, dude. My mouth was right there.”

Ford pulls away to see what happened, and James wipes his face with a level of disgust only a brother could muster.

Heath unzips my dress and slips it over my head. “You had your turn to kiss her under the mistletoe, now she’s getting fucked under the mistletoe, and not by Batman.”

The funny thing is that my fascination with Batman wasn’t sexual until a year ago when I realized how stirred up it got Heath. But my fantasy remains the same…to be claimed by my stepbrothers.

In seconds, I’m turned and hoisted to straddle Heath’s waist as he sinks me onto his cock. The other two join in and once again, I’m living my fantasy.

Except in those moments when they forget how to properly squeeze the toothpaste, or think they’re being sly and use my toothbrush.

They can still be annoying as hell, but I’ve learned that some of the teasing and tormenting really is because they’re head-over-heels in love with me.

And we lived happily ever after!

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