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My whole body trembled. With Lachlan on my left and Alec in front of me, it was hard to know where to look. Alec’s thumb flicked back and forth against my calf like a metronome marking time. Beside me, Lachlan stood barechested and still. I got the sense I balanced on the edge of a precipice. One careless step, and I would plunge into something dark and forbidden and maybe irreversible.

We want you. Three simple words. A whole universe of meaning. I’d spent three months fantasizing about my bosses, but even my wildest daydreams had never approached anything like this. Josh and I enjoyed the occasional role play, and I kept a nightstand stocked with toys and even a pair of leather restraints, but the prospect of bedding Lachlan and Alec at the same time made my previous sex life seem as thrilling as cold toast.

Josh. The mere thought of him made anger burn in my chest. As I looked down my body and met Alec’s eyes, some of my resolve crumbled.

He kept up the steady flick of his thumb, murmuring in his Scots accent that made my heart race faster. “We won’t do anything you don’t want, Chloe. This is all about you.” He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on the inside of my knee—like he was sealing his promise on my skin.

The jet engines roared. Dark desire coursed through my veins, pumping blood to my nipples and sex.

“Yes,” I whispered, moisture surging hot between my legs. “Please touch me more.”

Satisfaction flared in Alec’s gaze, and his green eyes glittered as he stood and pulled his sweater over his head. His tight undershirt was next, and then his pants, and—holy shit—he wasn’t wearing underwear. His cock jutted from his hips, the shaft long and thick and the head crowned with a bead of moisture.

I looked at Lachlan, and my mouth went dry. He watched Alec with narrowed eyes, his golden gaze simmering with unconcealed lust.

Alec gripped my ankles and pulled, and I slid down the bed with a yelp. My skirt bunched high, exposing my lower half.

He wedged himself between my legs, his cock bobbing. Before I had a chance to process that my completely nude boss was kneeling between my spread thighs while my other boss watched, he pulled the crotch of my thong aside, baring my sex to his gaze.

Both men growled.

Alec prowled up my body, his eyes locked on my sex. “I’ve got to taste this pussy,” he muttered. Instead of lowering his mouth, however, he traced a reverent finger down one side, then the other, teasing my sodden folds. He made the same circuit a few more times, then drew his fingertip to my opening and dipped inside, stirring the wetness pooled at my entrance.

My hips lifted of their own accord. More. The plea lodged in my throat, even as my body made its wishes known.

“Like that, do you?” he asked, a smile playing over his lips. He darted a hot glance my way before pulling the damp thong down my legs and tossing it aside. He gave my skirt the same treatment, the muscles in his shoulders bunching as he worked it down my hips and flung it away. Then he pushed my knees wide, lowered his head, and licked straight up my center.

I arched off the bed. “Oh my God, Mr. Murray.”

Alec chuckled, his lips moving against my sex as his muffled voice floated up. “I think you should call me Alec now, lass.”

“Yes, sir,” I said on a gasp.

He lifted his head from between my thighs long enough to shoot me a grin. “Och, but I like the sir. Maybe we’ll keep that.” He winked and bent back to his task, his lips hot and greedy against my folds. He kissed my sex the same way he’d kissed my mouth, probing and stroking with his tongue until I was moaning and thrusting my hips higher. Shivers danced across my skin as I strained up to meet the wicked mouth driving me crazy.

The clink of metal made me turn my head toward Lachlan. Our gazes met and held as he undid his belt and dropped his pants to reveal black boxer briefs. The material hugged his muscular thighs, and there was a damp patch in the front where the tip of his shaft strained against the fabric. Still watching me, he pushed the waistband down and pulled out his cock.

Alec slid a finger inside me and sucked my clit hard, making me moan as I watched Lachlan grip his shaft and pump his hand up and down the hard length. Alec’s cock was longer, but Lachlan’s was thicker, with a meaty girth as round as a soda can. Like Alec’s, his balls were smooth and heavy between his legs, the sac swaying gently as he stroked himself. His gaze moved down my body, falling on Alec’s head nestled between my thighs.

“How does she taste?”

Alec gave me a long, sensual lick, then pulled himself up and beckoned to his lover. “Come find out.”

Lachlan moved swiftly. His arm shot out, and he clasped the back of Alec’s head and pulled him into a kiss.

A gasp caught in my throat as raw lust shot through my veins. It was like the night in the office, only now I got an up-close-and-personal view. There was nothing sexier than their strong jaws working against each other as they took each other’s mouths, and the knowledge that Lachlan was tasting me on Alec’s lips made my clit throb so hard I had to bite the inside of my cheek to hold back a whimper.

Keeping a tight grip on the back of Alec’s neck, Lachlan used his other hand to grasp Alec’s bare ass. He squeezed the muscle, then yanked Alec’s pelvis into his own. Alec groaned and thrust his hips in a quick, hard roll, grinding his cock against Lachlan’s even as they continued their passionate kiss.

My chest heaved like I just ran a marathon. The erotic display was a buffet of sensual delights, and I wanted to consume everything at once. They pressed against each other from mouth to hip, giving me occasional flashes of their rock hard shafts as they kept up their sexy grind. Suffused with need, I widened my thighs and began rubbing my swollen clit in tight circles.

Lachlan broke off the kiss and swung a fierce gaze toward me. “Oh no, you don’t. That pussy is ours.” His golden eyes blazed as he released Alec and moved up my body. When he was next to my head, he grabbed my wrist and guided my fingers to his cock. His accent thickened. “No’ to worry, lass. I’ll keep yer hands busy.”

I gripped his shaft and immediately gasped at its heat. He was like burning steel covered in silk, the veined length so thick my fingers didn’t meet my thumb.

He groaned and pushed his hips into my hand as I began to stroke up and down. “Been waiting to feel your sweet fingers on my cock.”

He had?