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Holy shit, Kara thought. They’re even fighting about this!

“Yeah, I’ll bet,” Logan went on. He hooked a hand on his belt. “What are the stakes?”

Logan’s eyes were blue fire. Jeremy’s were a smoldering brown. Kara was locked between them, the only sanity left in a mad world. She couldn’t believe it was all boiling down to something this stupid.

“Let’s see,” said Jeremy. “Stakes… How about—”

Kara growled in frustration. She put one hand on each of their chests. “Stop! You’ve both got big dicks, alright?”

Instantly they stopped staring at each other and looked down at her. The room fell completely, utter silent.

“I’ve been with the both of you,” Kara went on. “I’ve seen you both, and you’re both well-hung, okay? So quit playing around!”

It was much louder than she meant it to be. Kara actually flushed red for a moment. She glared at Logan, then Jeremy, then back at Logan again.

“Can we just leave it at that?”

They stood there, frozen, neither one of them sure what came next But her words had the desired effect. At least they weren’t fighting anymore. But now…

It was Logan who moved first. He took her hand — the one on his chest — and slid down across his body. Kara gasped when he settled it over his cock.

“You sure?” he grinned.

Kara’s heart was in her throat. She didn’t know what to do… but she still hadn’t moved her hand away.

Not to be outdone, Jeremy took her other hand. This time he stepped in close, slipping her palm down the front of his jeans. Kara could feel the top of his manhood. It was warm. Already thick…

Jeremy’s gaze went to Logan. He stared back, but his expression was entirely different now. Gone was the anger, the blame, even the challenge itself. In its place Kara could see a familiar mischievousness. A recklessness and impulsiveness that had always made her heart race.

“You know,” said Logan, “we might be owed a more thorough answer.”

He slipped an arm around her waist. Kara gulped.

“For once I agree with him,” added Jeremy. He placed his hand over hers, trapping it. His cock began shifting. Swelling beneath her fingers. “You expect us to just take your word for it?”

Kara looked at them again. They hadn’t said a word to each other, and yet, somehow they had. She felt a warmth down in her belly… and even lower. Her stomach did a somersault.

Logan undid his belt buckle. He unbuttoned and unzipped his fly. And still Kara did nothing. Nothing but keep her hand firmly where it was.

“You know,” said Logan slyly, “you’ve been bossing us around here these last few days.” He pulled her in closer. Put his mouth right up against her ear. “Maybe it’s time we took charge for a while.”

His breath was hot. His voice softer, more sensual. And then suddenly, on the other side of her, Kara’s hand began to move. It began stroking Jeremy’s cock, up and down, as if it had a will of its own.

This can’t be happening.

Kara whirled, looking up at Jeremy. He bent down and kissed her. She found that she couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but kiss him back. And then suddenly another pair of lips were on her neck — Logan, on the opposite side — and her entire body went limp all at once.

“I— I don’t know… what you…”

Jeremy’s tongue dueled hers in slow, sensual circles. It made Kara completely uninterested in finishing her sentence. At the same time, Logan’s churning mouth traced its way along her neck, sending shivers down the entire right side of Kara’s body.

The rest of it happened in slow motion. She found herself kissing the both of them, taking turns back and forth as two entirely different sets of hands roamed her body. A warm palm slid over her ass. Another one cupped her, just beneath one breast…

Kara gulped again, harder this time. “Y— You guys are crazy...”

They responded by pressing in closer on either side of her. Kara could smell them now. Inhale the musk of of their skin, the scent of their clothes. She could feel the heat of their bodies, spooning up against her.

“Is… is this really going to happen?” she murmured.