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spanking he’d
given her earlier, the sharpness quickly morphed into an ache that
made her crave more.
    Finn pulled out and Kitty tried to follow,
but Ethan drove his cock back into her. She gasped for breath when
he withdrew before she could enjoy the feel of him inside. And then
Finn was filling her arse again. Withdrawing. Ethan thrust in.
Pulled out. Finn. Ethan.
    In, out.
    In, out.
    Then the pace changed.
    Ethan plunged into her as Finn pulled
out.
    Finn driving in while Ethan retreated.
    In and out.
    Out and in.
    Caught between their pistoning hips, Kitty
could only hold on. They pounded into her, their cocks moving
against each other as they sought release. Pushed her towards
hers.
    Kitty thought she’d never get there.
    She was poised on the edge, ready to fly off,
except something held her back. Rocking her hips, she drove herself
on and off their cocks as she tried to reach the orgasm brushing
against her—teasing her with its nearness.
    Ethan grabbed her hips. “Now.”
    There was no time to ask now what or work out
what he meant.
    They surged into her as one and Kitty’s world
imploded.
    The orgasm just out of reach slammed into
her.
    She thrashed and bucked between them. Her
body rode the waves of pleasure bursting through her. Muscles
seized. Every part of her froze for a split second before a second
orgasm crashed over her.
    Kitty lost track of time and space. Pleasure
so great she ached from head to toe filled her. She vaguely heard
their grunts and groans. Vaguely registered they continued to pound
into her. Her mind floated in a thick numbing fog and her body
melted, muscle and bone going softer than wet noodles.
    Ethan dug his hands into her hips. Her name
flung from his chest on a harsh breath as he drove his length as
deep as he could and held there. A second later, Finn growled her
name in her ear, his cock buried so far inside her Kitty could feel
his balls pressing into the tender skin between her two openings.
He collapsed on top of her, his breath ragged in her ear, a hot
wash of air bathing the side of her neck.
    She struggled to breathe, struggled to think
beyond the numbness. But it was no use. They’d drained her of
everything. And if she hadn’t known it before, she knew it now.
    They’d taken her heart as well.
     
    Finn lay in the dark, staring at a ceiling he
couldn’t see. There was no filtered moonlight through windows. No
glow of an alarm clock. They’d designed the room to be dark—day or
night—because in the dark it was easier to keep their sexual
encounters anonymous. If they could barely see the woman they were
fucking then they couldn’t see the emotions the carnal acts they
liked to participate in produced.
    No strings sex.
    It was the way he liked it.
    Until now.
    Now he wanted to rip off the blackout
shutters, turn on the overhead light and drag every lamp in the
house into the room and plug them in so he could see all there was
to see written on Kitty’s face—in her eyes. He wanted—needed—to
know she’d fallen as far as him.
    After they’d taken her together, Finn had
seen the naked truth staring at him from his best friend’s eyes.
They’d fallen in love with Kelly Owens and she didn’t have a clue.
She’d seen them take and discard women, and Finn had the horrible
suspicion she thought they’d treat her the same. And he couldn’t
blame her. Their previous actions told one hell of a story. One he
couldn’t refute.
    He scrubbed a hand down his face. If they
couldn’t convince her she was different—not one of the many to come
and go—she’d be walking away with more than his heart. She’d be
taking his future.
    He’d never thought in too much detail when he
contemplated where he wanted to end up in life. Other than building
the business with Ethan, the future had been a vague idea in the
back of his mind. It took getting Kitty into their bed for it to
solidify into a clear picture.
    The three of them living together.
    Having a family