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Both Zach and Luke would make wonderful options for different reasons. But as I feel myself suddenly trapped between a rock and a hard place, I start to panic, my heart hammering as I stand frozen, unable to make up my mind.
“So, have you told Luke, then?” Zach asks, his voice surprisingly calm despite the heat of his wounded gaze.
“I know about the baby, if that’s what you’re referring to,” Luke says, his deep Southern drawl confident.
Zach nods, his shoulders squaring, and for a moment, I think he might just turn and leave. The thought of it breaks my heart. I bite my tongue to stop myself from apologizing. Because, the truth is, I don’t know who’s in the wrong here. We all chose to sleep together that night. So, how could they possibly think I would know what to do in this crazy situation?
Considering I’m the youngest by far, I should be the last one trying to make sense of it. And yet, here I am. Unfortunately, I’m the only one whocanmake this decision. But I’ve never been so scared of making the wrong one in my life.
“Have you changed your mind?” Zach asks, leveling me with a steady gaze, one shockingly composed and devoid of judgment.
Anything less than that, and I might have broken into tears once more. Because I’m clinging to my sanity by a thread here.
“Do you not want me to be the father?”
My heart slams against my ribs as the question lingers in the air for several endless seconds.
“I… don’t know yet,” I confess, my voice trembling dangerously with a potent combination of fear and remorse. I don’t like putting them in this situation any more than they would enjoy being in it.
“Well, as long as you’re still making up your mind, I think it’s only fair that I remind you of what I have to offer.” Zach crosses the kitchen in several long strides, his dark eyes sparkling with dangerous intention.
He draws me the rest of the way out of Luke’s arms to wrap me in a fierce embrace. His soft, full lips cover mine with the perfect blend of commanding tenderness—a promise to treat me like a goddess and please me like a minx.
Heat sears across my flesh as my nerves melt into something far more sensual, and though I only just kissed Luke, I can’t help but melt into Zach’s arms.How can anyone kiss this well?
“And for direct comparison…” Luke cuts in, his strong arm snaking around my waist to extricate me from Zach’s hold.
I can’t help the giggle that escapes me as I feel like the rope in a juvenile game of Tug-of-War. And at the same time, it feels pretty amazing to have such gorgeous silver foxes warring for my attention.
The humor dies on my lips as Luke kisses me with renewed passion, the heat of his touch intense and protective. And when Zach’s lips find the curve of my neck, my heart leaps into my throat.
It’s just like Halloween, both men working together to focus on my pleasure. I gasp into Luke’s mouth, my hand reaching back to comb into Zach’s hair, and in an instant, all my common sense flies out the window.
The men seem capable of enough rational thought that they slowly steer me toward the industrial-sized kitchen pantry, pulling the door shut behind us and dousing us in utter darkness.
Hot breath washes across my exposed neck, raising goosebumps along my back as we all breathe heavily together in the black room. Then strong hands grip my hips, turning me until I’m facing the opposite direction.
Zach kisses me deeply, his soft scruff gentle on my chin and easily identifiable. Meanwhile, Luke’s lips trail kisses down my neck, his fingers guiding the velvet fabric of my dress off my shoulders.
The low back doesn’t allow for a bra, so as the sleeves slip over my hands, the velvet top falling forward, I’m suddenly bare from the waist up. Luke groans as he reaches around to explore my body and discovers this.
“No bra, Mia?” he rasps beside my ear, his voice playfully scolding.
“Fuck,” Zach breathes, breaking our kiss to lean in and capture my free nipple between his lips.
I gasp, arching back into Luke’s muscular chest as a jolt of excitement blasts through my core. And then two sets of strong, masculine hands are exploring every inch of me, kneading my breasts, stroking up my legs… tracing the insides of my thighs.
I shiver as one hand cups my throbbing clit over my lacy thong, and suddenly, I’m grateful for the intense dark as I think about how I had Cilian inside me not two hours ago. The heat of embarrassment climbs up my neck, pooling in my cheeks, but I’m too turned on to let it distract me for long.
As I tip my head back to kiss Luke, he leans over me, finding my lips almost instinctively. Then two fingers hook around my panties, pushing them aside. A moment later, they trace my slick slit, collecting my arousal before they lightly circle my throbbing clit.
I moan, the sound lusty and deep as the overwhelming stimulation fills me with a carnal desire. I want both of them, all of them, touching me, kissing me, filling me up. I’ve never felt so alive, and now that I know just how good it can be, I’m not sure I can go back to anything less.
It doesn’t matter that Cilian satisfied me so deeply such a short time ago. I need these two men to touch me with a desperation I’ve never known. And they seem more than ready to oblige.
Zach massages my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples as he tortures me playfully, and all the while, Luke strokes between my folds, his fingers like silk as they ease inside my dripping entrance.
“You like it when we play with you?” he murmurs against my lips, his low voice tinged with amusement.
