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you. For so long it’s worried me. I couldn’t figure out how to show you without pushing one or the other of you away. Until Joe and the crew proved to us how crazy shit can work with the right people. And Alanso seemed onboard. I just…I can’t believe it’s like this. That you guys need what I do too.”
    “It’s true, cabrón . And if you would have listened to me months ago we could have worked this from our systems by now.” Al licked his lips. “Gotten all the kinks out.”
    “I admit I fucked up too. Worst of all. But I highly doubt we’re going to ever get this out of our systems. And the kinkier the better.” Eli broke. He swooped Sally into his arms, making her squeal as he tossed her onto the bed.

Chapter Five
    Before she’d finished bouncing, the two guys descended on her like dogs fighting for a bone. Eli. Alanso. Both. They drooled over her. Thank God.
    Their intensity impressed her when they crawled above her and dropped down low, each working some article of clothing free of her body. When Eli whipped her shirt over her head, her arms got stuck.
    For a split second, she lost her breath. She couldn’t get away now even if she wanted to.
    “Hang on,” Eli ordered Alanso, noticing her plight immediately. “Slow up.”
    Sally shook her head, wriggling until he divested her of the entrapping top. “Sorry. Not ready for bondage yet. Actually, that one might be on my never list.”
    She laughed, but Cobra didn’t mimic her smile.
    “If it’s too much, you tell us.” He paused both his speech and his advances. “We’ve had a while to get used to how powerful this is. And I can already tell it’s going to be better with you. But it’s extreme. We know it is.”
    “It’s not that.” She sighed. Their pity wasn’t what she craved. “For a second there I remembered stories I heard growing up. You know, of girls being forced on their wedding nights while their husband’s friends got to watch or helped brainwash them into accepting the polygamous culture.”
    “ Mierda .” Alanso drew up so fast he nearly flew off the edge of the bed.
    Eli grabbed him by the biceps and kept him on their oasis. “Is that how we’re making you feel? Forced? Persuaded?”
    “No.” She scrunched her eyes closed.
    “How can this be what you want?” Alanso sighed.
    “It’s different with you. And the crew too.” She shrugged. “That wasn’t what spooked me. After weeks of sadness, I went from furious to horny in a snap. Well, maybe that was there all along in layers. But you turned it around on me. I can’t blame you for the decisions you made. And I need you. So badly. It frightened me for a second, that’s all. You’re both so…big…and strong.”
    “You’ve had boyfriends before.” Eli stalled, as if he struggled to understand. He froze, schooling his features into a serene mask. “Please tell me you’re not a virgin.”
    She snorted. “Hell no. I’m skittish, not a saint.”
    “Her dates were a bunch of real weenies.” Alanso shrugged at Eli.
    King Cobra nodded. “It’s starting to make sense, though. I can see where they would have been completely non-threatening to our Mustang. You could have kicked their asses with one hand behind your back. Especially that last guy. Blake?”
    “I mean, who the fuck wears a sweater vest anyway?” Alanso shook his head.
    “Bryce has a couple in his closet.” Sally didn’t deny her taste in men had been…tame. “Even Kaige has one.”
    “Uh, yeah, no. His is badass. It has skulls and flames on it. Plus, it lets all his tattoos show. Not the same at all as those diamondy kind.” The bald guy had her chuckling, the last of her instinctive flinch receding.
    “The pattern is called argyle.” She couldn’t help but fill him in.
    “Whatever.” He sank forward again. “They’re butt-ugly. And lame. Not anything like the girl I know.”
    “She’s cool enough to score a Hot Rod or two.” Eli grinned as he returned, giving her more space