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“Addie, I don’t think you realize how much we fucking love you. There’s only you for us.” He pressed a soft kiss to my tender lips. “Onlyyou. You own us, Baby Girl. Heart, body, and soul.”

Declan, oblivious to the conversation happening around him, rolled the condom over his thick length. I never would’ve believed that something as simple as putting on a condom would be sexy, but my mouth watered.

Heart, body, and soul.

Hearing it confirmed made my heart pound. They were mine as surely as I was theirs.

Turning away from Fallon, I gripped Declan in my hand and lined him up with my wet entrance. He hesitated, only briefly, before sheathing himself fully inside me.

I groaned, loving the way he felt inside me. As if we were two puzzle pieces connected together. As if we were one.

I didn’t know who started rocking first, but soon he was pounding into me, hips slapping against me with each thrust.

“Declan!” I screamed.

Fallon’s warm mouth moved to my breasts, tugging at my nipple with his teeth. His tongue swirled over the beaded tip, and the combined stimulations were very nearly my undoing.

Declan leaned over to take my lips in a bruising kiss, seemingly unconcerned that his chest brushed against Fallon’s hair.

He relentlessly fucked me, made love to me, as his tongue prodded the seam of my lips.

I cried out against his mouth, my orgasm only seconds away.

Sensing how close I was to that pinnacle, that cliff, Declan grabbed my legs, placed them over his shoulders, and began to fuck me earnestly. This new position caused the tip of his dick to brush against my clit. Fallon moved his mouth to lick, suck, and bite at my neglected breast. I weaved my fingers in his hair, holding him to me.

“Declan!”

My pussy squeezed his cock, milking him for all he was worth. Declan grunted, his cock twitching, before he exploded inside me.

On and on it went, banked fire exuding from me in waves. The orgasm was unlike any I had ever felt before.

Even after he was done, my body shook with the remnants of pleasure.

He killed me.

Death by orgasm.

Declan chuckled darkly, all smug male satisfaction.

“That was fucking amazing.” I groaned, completely sated, and he pressed his lips to mine once more in a chaste kiss.

“I love you,” he signed, a brilliant smile etched across his face. My own lips curved at his infectious happiness.

“I love you too.”

But he wasn’t the only man I loved.

Turning, I faced Fallon with half-lidded eyes. He remained on the bed with us though he had moved to a sitting position. His arms were folded over his bare, muscular chest, and there was an obvious tent in his pants.

I moved to take care of him - it - the way he had always taken care of me, but he grabbed my hand in his. Gentle but restraining.

“No, my love.”

My brows furrowed, lips twisting down.

His eyes softened as they caressed my face.

“I love you. Never doubt that. But there are some...things in my past. Things I need to tell you before we take this next step.” He leaned forward and rested his nose in my hair, inhaling deeply. “God, I missed you.”

I knew there were secrets he was keeping from me, but I couldn’t find it within me to care. I had my two men with me, my two missing pieces, and for a moment, I was at peace.

The rest of the world could wait. I wanted to hold on to this tiny slice of heaven for a moment longer.