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There’s a lot more where that came from. And
just imagine when it’s two of us playing with you. You can have Crista’s mouth
on your dick with my cock in your ass.”
    Nash groaned. “Bastard. How am I supposed to sleep now?”
    Quinn just chuckled.
    “So much for taking it slow, huh,” Quinn said as he rolled
onto his back.
    “Yeah, that kind of went out the window once I saw those
assholes surrounding her.”
    “You figure we scared her?” Quinn asked, his voice somber.
    “Yeah, I figure.” Nash sighed. “Two men declaring they want
her probably shocked the hell out of her.” He’d been running on adrenaline and
arousal when he’d told her that. Probably not his wisest move. No doubt they’d
completely scared her off.
    “Christ.” Nash threw his arm over his eyes. “I hope I
haven’t fucked everything up. I intended to go slow. I wanted some time with
you to make sure we were stable before doing anything with her. It just sort of
came out. I still don’t know if it’s a good idea.
    “But damn, when we were dancing with her I wanted her so
bad. And then she brought out the Dom in me when I learned she’d put herself in
danger. God, just imagine everything that could have happened to her, walking
around in the dark alone.” Nash swallowed, fighting back his fear and anger.
“It just came spewing out. I can’t stand the idea of her being in trouble, in
danger. I have this overwhelming urge to wrap her up and keep her safe.”
    Quinn snorted. “Tying her to the bed will work just as
well.”
    Nash lowered his arm and sat up a little to look at him. “Do
you wish I hadn’t said it?”
    “Fuck, no.” Quinn brought his face up to Nash’s for a kiss.
“I want her. Bad. And I wouldn’t have suggested this unless I thought it could
work. I’ve come to really like her these past two weeks and damn, I want to
fuck her.”
    Nash frowned. “You really think the three of us could work
together?”
    “I can’t promise happily ever after. No one can, right? But
I love you. I’m attracted to her and so are you. Even if she runs screaming, I
still want to be with you, Nash.”
    Nash kissed him. Hard.
    “And someone needs to look after her. I don’t like how
relaxed she was about her own safety or how her brother treated her.”
    “What if we’re too much for her?” Nash asked.
    Quinn sighed. “I don’t know. If she’s even had sex, I’d bet
she only did it missionary style.”
    Nash looked at him in horror. “You think she’s a virgin? We
have no business going near a virgin.”
    “Hell, we’ve got no business going near her full stop. And
if Doug wasn’t five sheets to the wind most of the time, he’d be beating us off
with a stick. But he isn’t. Crista has no one but us protecting her. She’s
perfect, gorgeous, sweet and attracted to us both. We can show her what she
needs—to feel safe, protected, to have someone else take charge so that she can
let go a little bit. Our gorgeous girl works way too hard—she’s wound up
tighter than a jack-in-the-box.”
    “We’ll overwhelm her.”
    “Maybe in the beginning,” Quinn acquiesced. “But she’s
stronger than she thinks she is.”
    Nash agreed. He took a deep breath, his stomach untangling a
bit.
    Quinn grasped Nash’s face in his hands. “I meant what I said
before. I’m not hiding what I am. And I’m determined to make us work. With or
without Crista. Although I think she belongs with us. We’ll simply have to show
her exactly how pleasurable having two men can be.”
    Nash sighed and smiled, dropping the rest of his worries for
the moment. He felt the same way about Crista. She was the key. And to get her,
keep her, they’d simply have to show her that her place was with them.
    * * * * *
    “What the hell does she think she’s doing?”
    Nash looked up at Quinn’s mutter. It was after six and
everyone else had left for the day. He and Quinn were slowly packing up, hoping
to catch Crista alone. She’d been doing her