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he pulled her onto his lap, she melted into him, the feel of his muscled thighs beneath her bottom and the strong arms wrapped around her, making her feel unbelievably feminine and desired. His chest felt so good, a wall of heat that she snuggled into.
    His erection prodding into her hip aroused her even further. She raised her arms to aid his efforts when he began to remove her shirt. Her bra quickly followed as he exposed her breasts to his gaze. His hand cupped her, and she felt her nipple harden in his palm.
    “Look at you,” Boone breathed. The way he looked at her made her feel like the most desired woman in the world.
    Chase came through the door, grinning when he saw them. “It looks like I’m just in time.” He turned to lock the door before joining them.
    Boone touched a finger to a nipple and gently stroked.
    “Are your nipples more sensitive, baby?”
    “Yesssss,” she hissed as Chase began to stroke the other.
    Their eyes blazed but they touched her almost reverently, their hands gentle but thorough. And they did it so slowly she wanted to scream.
    They spent a lot of time on her breasts, cupping and tracing patterns on them over and over until she thought she’d go crazy. Her shoulders tingled where their lips touched as they ran their fingers over her arms. Her thighs quivered as they stroked them, her toes curling in reaction.
    Boone’s mouth nipped and ate at hers hotly, hungrily. His tongue swept her mouth repeatedly, tangling with hers. She gripped his head and held him to her, moaning into his mouth. She lost herself in their touch, feeling wanton and desired, sitting topless as they devoured her. She felt Chase’s mouth on her breasts and jolted when he touched a nipple.
    “These nipples are really sensitive now, aren’t they, honey?”
    Boone lifted his mouth from hers, and they both turned to Chase.
    “Yes,” she panted, but couldn’t say more before he lowered his mouth to hers. She released Boone to hold onto Chase as he took her mouth again and again.
    She felt their hands on her breasts, teasing them too gently and making her squirm. She needed more.
    When Chase lifted his head, her eyes remained closed as she absorbed the sensation of having their hands on her again. Between them, they stripped off her khakis and panties. Her pussy clenched with the need to be filled, weeping in preparation. She parted her thighs, anxious for them to touch her as her head fell back on Boone’s arm.
    Instead, she felt hands on her stomach and looked down to see that they each had a hand over where their baby grew, staring at her reverently.
    “We made a baby,” Boone choked, his eyes glittering with unshed tears.
    Chase looked equally overcome with emotion, and she smiled at them tremulously, touching each of their faces. “I know. I couldn’t believe it when Doc told me. Sometimes I still can’t.”
    “We’re going to take good care of you, sugar,” Boone promised and touched her lips with his.
    The large, rough callused hands moving over her felt gentler than she’d ever imagined they could be.
    Boone’s kiss soon had her flying, and being held so firmly, she felt wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. Her hand fisted on his back as the other held his head close. A hand at the back of her head held her securely for his mouth to explore hers while his other hand cupped a breast, stroking a thumb over her nipple.
    She gasped into his mouth, her hands tightening on him desperately when she felt Chase spread her thighs and move to kneel between them.
    Boone lifted his head, studying her expression and smiling down at her indulgently. He saw his brother lower his head and spread her folds.
    “Do you know what Chase is going to do to you, baby?”
    “Oh God. Yes.” She cried out at the first touch of Chase’s mouth on her delicate flesh, aware that Boone continued to watch her face intently. His hand continued to stroke her breast as he lowered his head, placing soft, nuzzling kisses along her jaw