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“Wait, no, we can’t go in here.”
Too late. He opens the door and tugs me inside before I can tell him what room this is.
Damon shuts the door behind us as Ezra wraps his hand around the back of my neck and tugs me forward into a kiss that rips my soul from my body, shredding it and mending it back together all at the same time.
How long has it been?
I’m lost the instant our mouths open and his tongue rushes in, my breath stolen and legs giving out. He catches me around the waist to hold me up just as Damon comes up behind me to sweep my hair aside and run his mouth down the back of my neck.
The instant his teeth bite down on that soft spot of my shoulder, I’m defeated.
Fuckingconquered.
My thoughts fly off like trapped birds freed from their cage, and the secret girl inside me takes over.
The wanton girl.
A shadow self that couldn’t care less about manners or decorum, obligations or engagements, one who gives the world the finger instead of always remembering to smile.
The twins are masters of dragging her out of me, maestros that know just how to play my body, They’re sly, seductive bastards who know not to give me time to change my mind or think better of what I’m doing.
Just once.
Just now.
Just this.
Damon’s deft fingers slide the zipper down the back of my dress, this dance for two perfectly choreographed to include a third.
He presses soft kisses down the line of my spine as he lets the material fall down my body, dropping to his knees behind me to lift one of my feet and then the other to free me of the dress entirely.
While Damon bites and kisses a slow trail up the back of my legs, his hands sneaking up the front of my thighs to tease the place where I need them, Ezra’s kiss deepens, his tongue dancing with mine, his mouth so exquisitely demanding that I give in to both of them without complaint.
My body remembers just how wicked they are.
My panties slide down my legs next, a set of teeth marking the back of my thigh as something deep inside me clenches in memory of what comes next.
I’m no longer a woman trapped in a life I don’t want.
Because only they can free me.
For this moment, at least, I’m the girl who wants to be bad, who comes alive to be wrong, who is driven wild and reckless by the two beautiful men who taught her what it’s like to live how she wants.
If I can ever thank the twins for anything in life, it’s for giving me the chance to be myself, if for only a little while.
Ezra’s hands reach down to grip my thighs and pull me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he takes my full weight easily.
Damon steps up to stand behind me, and I’m tangled within a cage of pure heat, his fingers sliding between my legs to play my body until it’s trembling.
My bare breasts are crushed against Ezra’s chest, the fabric of his shirt driving me crazy. Dark laughter is a soft vibration over his lips that he drags to my ear
“Just let it happen, killer. You remember how this goes.”
God, how I remember, my body shaking in Ezra’s arms as Damon’s fingers tease my pussy, the tips rolling light circles over my clit to intentionally make my hips buck for more.
Ezra growls as my legs tighten around him, his teeth nipping at the lobe of my ear before he speaks on an exhalation of hot breath.
“I’ve missed you.”