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“Yes. No. I mean, yes, vanilla is good. I don’t trust myself to top you yet. I’m struggling to trust myself enough to top Teddy and we don’t have any history.”

I wriggle in so I can kiss under his chin. “We have lots of history, just no history of shagging. Except last night. Which was awesome, by the way, even if I didn’t get any D. And if I’m going to have a safe word, it’s raspberries.”

Darwin chuckles and tips his head back so I can lavish kisses all over his throat. He makes deep, soft, happy noises in his chest while I do it. Behind me, Gabe’s scooted in close, fitting himself to my back. He guides one of Darwin’s hands to my T-shirt covered breast before he works my knickers off and starts playing between my legs. I wriggle my arse back against him encouragingly.

I don’t quite expect him to lift my right leg over Darwin’s and to push into me from behind.

“Mmmf!” I grumble-moan into Darwin’s throat.

Gabe settles against my back, his hot mouth open against my nape. His big hand spreads over my pelvis, holding me as he thrusts, seating himself deeply inside me.

“Little surprised there, baby girl?” he asks throatily, nipping my shoulder through soft cotton.

“Mmm-hmm.” I wrap myself around Darwin and let Gabe’s thrusts rock me against Darwin’s hard body.

Dar slips a finger under my chin and tilts my head back. He bites my lower lip, hard enough that I squeak in protest, before growling. “Did he get in there before me?”

“He who hesitates gets less pussy,” Gabe says, sounding insanely pleased with himself. “You feel so good, baby girl. I missed this.”

Darwin kisses me to prevent me from answering. He pushes the tip of his tongue into the very sore spot in my lip. I should be protesting, but instead the little pain just magnifies the pleasure of his fingers kneading my breast, of Gabe’s hand spread warmly between my thighs, of Gabe’s huge cock thrusting so deep it makes my eyes cross. I wiggle, not sure who I’m trying to get closer to, just wanting both of them at once.

Darwin shifts so he’s lying on his side. That crushes me between the boys and I finally get the hot boy sandwich of my dreams. No worries. No doubts. Both of them loving on me the way we always should have.

Darwin grinds against me. I reach down to jack him but he catches my hand, draws it up to his mouth and kisses my fingers, then drapes my arm around his neck.

“Leave your arms around my neck,” he instructs me. “We’ll tell you if we want you to touch us. We’re claiming you, teddy bear, not the other way around.”

I look up into his burning eyes. “Only because I claimed both of you already.”

He chuckles and bites my upper lip. “So bossy,” he murmurs when he releases my lip, then goes back to sucking and nipping. I can feel my lips swelling. I don’t care. I’m happy to wear my lads’ marks.

“Well, you didn’t say ‘bananas’,” I tell him, between nips and kisses. “So I can be as bossy as I want.”

“And as bratty, evidently,” Darwin says, holding my gaze as he reaches down, shifts Gabe’s fingers out of the way, and closes his thumb and forefinger around my clit-hood. He doesn’t pinch. Not yet. But the threat is definitely there.

I have no idea what it is about that little edge, but it shoots me straight up. I gasp and clutch at Darwin’s neck, both trying to wriggle away and trying to get closer. Gabe anchors me against him, spreading his hand across my stomach, and pounds away, his tip pummeling my G-spot, his girth stretching me. Shivers roll through me, my legs start shaking. Darwin wraps his free hand around my thigh and holds me still as Gabe blitzes my body up-up-up and over the edge into shuddering, twitching bliss.

“Good one, baby girl,” Gabe murmurs, nipping my ear. “Breathe for me, give Dar a big kiss to say thank you, and then get ready for number two.”

I pant weakly against Darwin’s lips as I recover. The look he’s giving me is so predatory that Ishouldbe afraid of him, but I can’t muster any fear. Only a new trickle of excitement as he runs his index finger in a slow circle over my clit as Gabe starts to thrust slow and deep again. Every few circles, Darwin squeezes his index finger against his thumb. Still not pinching. Just the hint of pressure. Of what hecoulddo if he wanted.

“Darwin—”

“Yes, my bratty teddy bear?”

I huff at him. “I wouldn’t be so bratty if you didn’t call me that.”

He nips my lip, hard enough my eyes water and the thread of copper in my mouth becomes a sip.

“I think you’d be bratty no matter what,” he says, licking a pale, red smear off his lower lip. “You love challenging me. You’ve been doing it since the moment we met and you’ll probably be doing it on your damn deathbed because that’s just the way you are. And I love it.” He kisses me hard, forcing the small wound he’s made against my teeth until I hiss. “I love it, Teddy. Never stop.”

I look right into his eyes and bite him back.

“Never,” I promise, licking his blood from my teeth.

“My turn,” Darwin growls at Gabe.

I expect Gabe to tell Darwin to fuck off. They just agreed anything between them would be vanilla tonight, so Darwin’s got no right to order Gabe around. And Gabe’s close, too. I can feel it in the intensity of his thrusts, the tremor that’s running through his body as he presses against my back.

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