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“You don’t need to babysit me. I’ll be fine. I understand the urgency, so please, go. I don’t have work today, so I’ll just hang out here in this fortress.” I smirk, making a joke out of the security system that is already installed and that Ciarán wants to upgrade. Into what? I have no idea. My heart swells with love for these two men who would do anything to keep me safe.
“No, one of us will stay.”
“Not necessary. Please. You have to do this together. That’s the whole point. One of you not showing your face is just crazy. If you’re doing this, do it right.”
Ciarán leans over to kiss me. “You’re so brave.”
Snorting, I shake my head. “It’s not like you’re leaving me in a den of lions.”
Ciarán and Cathal exchange a cautious glance.
“Okay,” Ciarán says eventually. “But if you feel scared, or unsafe, or a bird shits on the window, call us.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur, giving him a mock salute.
He chuckles and takes the coffee from me, placing it on the nightstand before dragging me onto his lap.
I snuggle into his embrace, feeling safe and loved. “Just promise me you’ll come back to me, both of you,” I whisper.
Cathal nods. “We will. I promise.”
Nodding, I kiss Ciaran’s lips, grinding into his lap, letting my intentions be known.
He hikes up his white scruffy tee I’m wearing as pajamas and latches onto my nipple, sucking it into a stiff peak.
“I do love you in my clothes.”
Smiling, I run my hand through his hair, blatantly ignoring my bandaged arm for now.
Hearing Cathal’s labored breath, I turn to him. “Watch us?”
“Wait, you want him to watch?” Ciarán asks, a tinge of amusement in his voice.
“I’d like him to join in, but I know he’s not ready for that yet, so can you watch?” I direct my last four words to Thal.
His eyes are full of caution and fear, but he nods and sits heavily in the armchair.
“If at any point you feel like joining in, be my guest,” Ciarán mutters before pulling the tee over my head.
He runs his thumb across my chest, drawing across the curve of my breast before swirling around my nipple.
My breath hitches, and I writhe on his lap, feeling the hard length of his cock beneath me.
He kisses me, his tongue dancing with mine as his hands wander over my body.
I moan into his mouth when his hand dips down to cup my pussy.
“You’re so wet,” he murmurs, circling my clit with his finger.
Reaching between us, eager to grind myself against him, I need to feel him pressed against me. Teasing myself with the head of his cock, I slide a little lower before I impale myself on him.
“Oh, my God, Ciarán,” I pant, the pressure in my chest overwhelming. “I love you.”
Horrified that the words are out of my mouth before I can stop them, he grins, his eyes wide with delight.
“Summer,” he groans, his hands on my waist, pulling me down onto him. “I love you too. I’m going to help you ride me.”
Smiling at him in relief, I reach out and grasp the heavy muscles of his shoulder, holding on tight as he begins a rapid up-and-down rhythm.
