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Now for me to stand up for myself. “What a relief. So let’s officially end this chaos. It would never work.”

“Hold on. We can make it work. Look how many couples in town have already pulled it off.” Adrian tries to take my hand, but I step back.

“We’d have to tell our parents.”

“They’ll come around. They’ve always been open to crazy ideas. They supported us being professional athletes. They’ve always said they just want us to be happy.”

He’s right. Their mom more so than my dad, but they’re very supportive.

“So, are you game for playing house?” Ballz says, giving me a wink.

“I want to say no.”

Jeff gets a sly smile. “Not allowed, My Love. You’re going to let us ravish you.”

“It’s a terrible idea.” My response is a mismatch of my brain trying to convince me to walk away, and my instinct telling me to submit to them. My future plans scatter to the wind when I think about my brothers. The love and security they offer encourages a freedom I’ve never embraced.

“That’s my favorite kind of idea.” Adrian strokes his fingers through my hair. My eyes fall shut. His lips warm mine. He nips my lower lip, then trails kisses down my neck, licking and nibbling. My head falls shamelessly to the side and Jeff tips my chin so he can kiss me.

My greedy body is eager for Ballz to join in, but a cork popping in the kitchen steals that possibility. The faint sound of glasses and pouring are in the background while I’m being stripped.

Adrian grips my ass, his fingers possessing me as he pulls my body into his. “I need to make love to you, Sweet Cheeks.”

Jeff whispers in my ear, “Daddy’s going to watch, see how good you look taking our brother’s cock.”

I expect a brotherly grumble to break out, but Ballz interrupts by offering drinks.

“Champagne?” I ask excitedly, seeing the flutes of bubbly golden liquid.

“You’re too young for that. We promised Coach we wouldn’t break any laws.” Is he joking?

“To us.” Ballz’s toast is simple. We clink glasses and a sense of oneness solidifies.

I love it. The bubbles tickle my nose as I tip the glass to my lips. The liquid chills my lips. My tongue is ready for the bite.

What? “Sparkling cider?”

“Seriously, you’re under age,” Ballz says. “And I don’t want to dull any of your senses, Baby. I want you fully present when I lick your pussy.”

I’m about to talk over him, tell him that I’ve had alcohol before, but the thought of him between my legs halts my monologue.

And when he drops to his knees and carries out his action, I set my unfinished drink aside and tangle my fingers in his hair. That insatiably, greedy beast inside of me holds him in just the right spot.

Adrian and Jeff strip. Their cocks are as different as they are. Adrian’s is thicker; the head of Jeff’s seems more strained. All beautiful, just like their muscular bodies.

How many deviations from my norm did it take for me to end up naked in a room with such perfection? I lose focus as Ballz works magic with his tongue. My body crumples forward, my fingers tightening in his hair to steady myself as my legs threaten to give out.

Jeff and Adrian hurry to either side. Support, caresses, kisses… How can I be doing this with three guys at once?

As reality slips from my grasp, I put my full trust in them. I submit to whatever they want to do to me. Then my mind goes blank.

Daddy is cradling me against his chest when I come to.

Adrian spreads a blanket on the floor then approaches us. His usual naughty smirk is replaced by a gentle smile. He brushes my hair out of my eyes. “We thought Ballz stole your soul for a minute there.”

I smile and pucker my lips when his finger trails over them. It’s the best I can do. I don’t ever want this moment to end. My hands are curled in front of me. He takes one, spreads my fingers, then places my palm against his bare chest. He’s naked too.

“Feel how nervous I am?”

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