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With a sly grin, Max hands his brother a fresh glass of champagne and passes another to me. I shake my head. “None for me.”

Max freezes, his expression almost unreadable, but I know that look in his eyes. That possessive desire burning in them. He knows exactly why I said no.

“Too tired to drink?” Maddox asks, his brows furrowed with concern.

“Something like that.” I take his free hand and place it on my stomach.

“You’re pregnant?” he shouts. When I look over my shoulder, all the attention is on us. Guess the cat’s out of the bag.

“Yep. I checked three times this morning and they were all positive. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to tell you.”

Hurriedly shoving his champagne toward Max, Maddox picks me up and spins me around. “We’re having another baby!”

Everyone cheers for us, and my face burns with embarrassment.

“Wait,” he says, suddenly putting me back on my feet. “Is it just one baby this time? I don’t know if I can handle another three.”

I shrug. “Like last time, we won’t know until the scan.”

Max drapes his arm over his brother’s shoulder and smiles devilishly at me. “You better get used to it because I’m still set on keeping our little whore pregnant for as long as possible.”

I gulp as Maddox’s expression slowly morphs to match his twins. He grabs my wrist and starts dragging me away.

“What are you doing? You have guests.”

“Violet needs to pump, we’ll be back in five!” he calls out to the crowd, and I’m left mortified as he pulls me into his office. Max locks the door behind us and closes the blinds.

“You can’t just whisk me away like that. Everyone’s going to know what we’re doing.”

Maddox takes his seat behind his desk and leans forward, his hands steepling together and his hungry eyes on me. I gulp and step back, only to be caught in Max’s waiting arms.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Bend over the boss’s desk and spread your legs,” Maddox instructs and I’m too horny to argue. I get into position, and Max steps up behind me, flipping my dress up. Pulling my panties to the side, he runs a finger along my pussy and lets out a possessive growl at my wetness.

In the meantime, Maddox is tugging down the neck of my dress and pulling my breasts free from my bra.

“Her cunt’s fucking dripping for us,” Max groans deeply, his cock replacing his fingers and causing me to fall forward onto the desk as the hot head rubs my clit.

“So are her tits.” Maddox catches me, only to bury his face between my breasts. He works them with his mouth until I’m leaking milk all over his paperwork.

“Ready?” Max asks, and I nod frantically.

“Please, fuck me already.”

He plunges in at the same time Maddox sucks my nipple into his mouth and drinks my milk.

I scream as the pleasure immediately hits me. The push and pull between them has me instantly losing control. I’m limp as they use me, tugging me between themselves like I’m a toy made to be shared by the two brothers. I never want it any other way. In Max and Maddox’s hands, I’m safe. Loved. Cherished.