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  you inside me."

  “Fucking hell,” Noah growls, his hand on his cock. “I’m clean, too.”

  “So am I,” Aiden says, stroking his length. “And for the record, I’ve never done it like that either – bare, I mean.”

  "So this is a first, for all of us," Noah says.

  I pull myself up to my knees, taking both of their cocks in my hand and feeling their hardness. Stroking them sends a fresh rush of heat through me. “I’m ready,” I whisper. “For everything.”

  “Everything?”

  “Everything.”

  Aiden groans, pushing my hand away from his cock. “You can’t tell me that and keep doing what you’re doing with your hand, sugar, or I’m going to come all over that pretty little face of yours and I don't want to do that. I want to save all of my cum for you.”

  His filthy words make me wet.

  Noah slides his palm down the middle of my back to my ass cheek, gripping it tightly in his hand. “Now, which one of us is going to come inside your pussy for the first time and which one of us is going to take your virgin ass?”

  Oh God. The way they talk is so unrefined, yet it makes me so damn hot.

  A look passes between the two of them, and in a split second they’ve worked out that question for themselves. Noah pulls me down on top of him, and I guide his cock inside me in one swift movement, letting out a long groan at the sensation of fullness. He takes my face in his hands, and I bring my lips to his, losing myself in his kiss. I don’t know how long I sit there, impaled on his cock and kissing him, but it seems like an eternity until I feel Aiden’s hands on my back. His palms run down my body until he reaches my hips and he spreads my ass cheeks, his finger pressing against my hole while I rock slowly on Noah.

  As I lean forward, Noah takes my breast in his mouth, distracting me from the shock of cold lubricant on my ass.

  “Are you ready for me, sugar? Are you ready to be filled up by both of us at the same time?”

  Oh, God.

  “Yes.”

  Aiden begins to work his way inside me slowly, carefully, tenderly, and when I flinch at the initial shock of pain and then the burn as he settles inside me, Noah whispers, "Look at me, sweetheart." My eyes stay on his as Aiden enters me entirely.

  “Are you all right, sugar?” Aiden asks softly, his hands running down my arms. His voice is thick and gravely, tight with arousal.

  Am I all right?

  We're all just paused here, unmoving, as my body adjusts to both of them. They feel too big and just right, like my body is in shock but they're also the perfect fit.

  It's the most intimate thing I've ever felt, being with them like this, totally bare and exposed.

  “Yes,” I groan. “It’s… It feels amazing.” My hands on Noah’s chest, I start to rock against him, moving on his cock so that the tip presses against the really sensitive part inside me as Aiden gently begins to thrust his cock inside my ass.

  “Does it feel good to have both of us inside you, filling you up?” Aiden wants to know.

  “Mmm-hmm.” It’s all I can say because it's overwhelming to have them both inside me. Soon all of the pain starts to fade away, eclipsed by pleasure that’s more intense than anything I’ve ever felt before.

  “Your pussy is so damn hot and wet and tight,” Noah growls. “Tell me how it feels to be fucking her tight little virgin asshole.”

  The words make me moan.

  “She’s so damn warm and tight,” Aiden groans. He wraps his hand around my hair, pulling it as he thrusts.

  “Yes,” I whisper. It's all I can say.

  They're inside me forever. At least that's how it feels. I want to stay like this forever with them.

  Their talk is dirtier the closer they get to climax, and I only encourage them with my moans as I start to lose control.

  “Tell me how much you want us to come inside you, sugar. Tell me how much you want to feel Noah’s cum in that sweet little pussy. Tell me how much you want me to come in your ass as he fills you.”

  Aiden's balls slap against my ass as he fucks me harder now.

  “Oh my God,” I breathe. I’m losing control, riding Noah harder and harder as I get closer. I can’t think of anything else except them coming inside me. “I… oh, God… I want to feel you come.”

  He does. They both do. Aiden thrusts inside me, once, twice maybe but I'm so carried away by my own pleasure that I can't tell. Noah comes with a vengeance, gripping my hips tightly to push me all the way down on his cock. Warmth spreads through me and their orgasm triggers mine. It's white-hot, blinding, and I call out their names. Or at least I think I do.

  It feels like forever before I come down, gasping for breath as my hair falls down around my face. I've never felt so undone, so reckless, so completely and utterly free as I do right now.

  Then they wrap me in their arms, and I feel warm. Safe. Sheltered.

  “That was…” Noah starts, but his voice drifts off.

  “Fuck,” Aiden chimes in.

  "Yeah," I breathe, because that's all there is to say.

  Later, I lie on my back in the tent between them, my head in the crook of Aiden's arm and my leg crossed over Noah's. Aiden plays with my hair and I listen to the sound of his heartbeat in the quiet of the tent. I pull a blanket up further to my chin, chilly even though warmth radiates from Noah and Aiden's bodies.

  We lie in the tent talking all night.

  We talk about what we'd do if we weren't the people we are now, if we were "normal people", like that even exists. I learn that Noah would work the ranch, like any of the other people out in West Bend. Aiden would be a racecar driver, even though Noah and I tell him that with his sex toy obsession, he should be running his own shop. I'd do my own foundation work, totally disconnected from my parents and all the favors they call in.

  Right before I fall asleep sometime in the early morning, I realize that this is what it must be like to really, genuinely be happy.

  40

  Aiden

  “Are you happy with yourself?”

  “Are you asking just to be a dick?” Noah grumbles. “Because it doesn’t sound like you’re happy for me.”

  “You’re the one acting like a dick right now, dude,” I tell him. “You’re going to just spring this on her? I told you that you needed to tell her before. Now it’s just going to look like you've – we've – been hiding shit."

  “Tell me what?” Grace’s voice echoes from behind us, and we both turn. “I knocked on the door but no one answered, so I just came in. But I’m obviously interrupting something.”

  “You’re not interrupting anything,” I say, glaring at Noah. “Noah has something he wants to tell you.”

  “Okay,” she says. “No one’s sick, right? You guys look like you’re delivering bad news.”

  I roll my eyes. Hell, Noah apparently thinks it’s great news. He told his agent that much, anyway, then set his phone down and told me like it was nothing, like he was describing a football play.

  I can’t tell if the calm expression on Noah’s face is because he really doesn’t give a shit or if he really thinks that she’s going to think this is no big deal. Either way, I don’t fucking like it. But it’s his news to tell, not mine.

  “You know I’ve been negotiating my contract, right?” Noah asks.

  Grace shrugs. “Sure, maybe. Actually, I think my dad mentioned that.”

  “Your dad follows Noah’s contract status?” I ask.

  “I told you, he’s a Colorado fan.” She smiles. “Oh. So are they paying you more money or something?”

  I shake my head.

  “I don't understand. What’s going on?” she asks, still smiling.

  “I’m in contract negotiations,” Noah says gruffly. “Not just with Colorado. I’ve been looking at teams outside of Colorado.”

  “Oh.” Grace looks at him for a minute, and then at me. Her expression changes, and she's still smiling, but it's her press smile, the one she gives when she'