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Luca grinned at her, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to kiss him or slap him. “Turns out, when you’re winning races, you can do whatever you want.”

She looked to Ethan—uptight, staid Ethan—and waited for him to contradict Luca.

But he shocked her. “He’s right. The team actually has new sponsors because of the whole thing.

Alessandro told us that he doesn’t care what’s happening in our bedrooms as long as we’re bringing in more points than anyone else. ”

“But your family.” At this point, Cece was grasping for things that would kill her hope.

She didn’t know why she was doing it. If she was hearing them correctly, they were telling her they could all be together.

But she still felt like she had to fight the urge to believe this was all going to work out.

“They are being themselves about the whole thing.” She wanted to cross the small distance between them and sit in his lap, comfort him.

“But it doesn’t matter to me whether they never speak to me again or I’m never to darken the door of their hallowed home.

They are not my family in any sense of the word that matters.

You are my family. You have been since the day we met.

” Then, he reached over and grabbed Luca’s hand.

Something inside Cece broke at seeing the way Luca stroked the back of Ethan’s fingers with his thumb.

“Luca is my family. And the two of you and any children we might have are all I need.”

“You’re not worried about the money? Or Luca, your family?” She really couldn’t think of anything else. Her mother would give the whole situation a hearty side-eye, but she would live with it. She might even enjoy taking a corner of the spotlight bestowed by her daughter’s scandalous lifestyle.

“News flash, babe. We’re both rich. And we’re going to be fine.

” Ethan paused. “We just really need you to say that you’ll give this a chance and not run off.

We know it isn’t fair to you that people will paint you as something you’re not just because you’re the woman in this whole situation.

And we can’t guarantee that there won’t be fans who call you names and shitty reporters butting into our business.

We just hope that being with us—how much we love you—is worth taking it on the chin for. ”

It was worth it, no question. If they wanted her without reservation—the way it seemed they did—she could take hits from the outside world as long as she could live inside the protection of their love.

God. They actually loved her.

“You love me, don’t you? Both of you.” Ethan wouldn’t give up his family for a trophy. He would let her go if she was simply a possession. He wouldn’t be out with Luca unless there was real love—the kind that lasted—there.

“I love you both in a way that makes me feel like I’m bleeding it out all the time. Being without you for even a day is hell for me.” Ethan said. “The only way I’ve survived is because this guy made sure I ate and slept and didn’t get too bogged down in what it would mean to lose you.”

Ethan had never been this effusive before, and she knew how much it hurt him to show this much of himself to anyone.

She was honored he gave that to her—the gift of knowing him deeply and intimately.

It was all she’d ever wanted when they got married, but it took Luca joining their relationship to make them whole.

“I’ve loved you for a long time, Cece. I would wait forever for you, but I hope I don’t have to.” Luca’s words were more straightforward than Ethan’s but no less powerful.

She stood and crossed to the couch. She went to sit between them, but Ethan pulled her into his lap. In an instant, she was straddling his hips, positioned against his cock in a way that made her curse the clothing she wore.

He held her face in his hands. “Do you love us too?”

Her eyes and heart were both full to the brim. She nodded. “Yes. I love you so much.” She glanced at Luca, who’d turned and moved closer to them—touching them both. “Both of you own my heart.”

Ethan grinned. “We’ve missed you so much. And we’ve thought about you all the time.” He stroked both of her sides with his hands until he cupped her breasts. “We have plans for what we want to do with this body.”

“Please tell me you didn’t arrange an entire photo shoot so that you could fuck me. There are fifty people waiting up in the SkyPark.”

“We had your call time set ninety minutes early.” Luca kissed the side of her neck. “Kind of hoping we could convince you to be with us and make you come a few times. But there really is a photo shoot.”

The way they were both touching her, she was starting not to care. Let them wait until the sun went down. Her whole world was about this. “A whole ninety minutes to win me back and make me come?”

“We can work fast,” Luca whispered in her ear as he undid the tie at the back of her neck, holding her halter dress up.

It was so hot and humid in Singapore that she hadn’t worn a bra, so her breasts spilled into Ethan’s hands.

He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth while he pinched the other, setting her body ablaze.

She ground down into his cock, needing their clothes off immediately. Luca’s hands left her, and she could hear his clothes hit the floor as he removed them. Cece retained barely enough focus to unbutton Ethan’s shirt as he pulled her dress down farther, kissing skin as he revealed it.

She pushed Ethan’s shirt off his shoulders before Luca picked her up by the waist and stood her in front of him. She shuddered as she felt Luca’s skin against her bare back. He pushed her dress the rest of the way down, and she was naked in front of Ethan and Luca.

Luca’s hand reached between her legs and went straight for her clit. Her knees buckled, but he held her up, opening her to Ethan’s shuddered gaze.

“Pants off.” Luca’s order was gruff, and Cece could feel herself grow softer and wetter under his hands, even though his order wasn’t for her.

Feeling Luca’s cock against her hip wasn’t hurting matters in that department either.

Ethan lifted his hips and pulled off his pants and shorts, kicking them off when they got to his ankles.

His cock was so hard it sat against his stomach. Cece licked her lips, almost wanting him to order her to suck it. She wanted to give herself over to these two men who were her entire world. She wanted to show them they had her heart and her body for as long as they’d care for it.

Luca leaned close and said, “You know what I’ve been thinking about the most?”

“Hmmm?” His hand working between her legs made it impossible for her to form words.

One of Luca’s hands clutched her hip and the other rubbed her clit, keeping her open to Ethan’s gaze while he stroked his cock. “I’ve been thinking about how we haven’t both been inside you at the same time enough.”

Cece’s skin tightened and flushed. They’d only done that a few times, but it had been so intense. The intimacy of it was out of the realm of anything she’d ever experienced before.

“Do you want that?” he asked. He wouldn’t push for that if she said it was too much, but she couldn’t think of anything that she wanted more at that moment.

“I do. I want it.” As soon as she said that the hand clutching her hip moved around and grasped her ass cheek.

Was he going to bend her over right there and take her from behind?

He took some of her wetness on one finger and started toying with her back there.

She choked on how good it felt. All of her senses were overwhelmed.

“You’re going to straddle his cock like a good girl while I get you ready.”

Cece nodded as he walked her over to the couch. She was so mindless that he picked her up again by the waist and sat her on Ethan’s lap. He took one hand loosely across her throat as he positioned his cock at her entrance. “That’s my pretty girl.”

She knew he loved her, but he knew she loved it when he treated her like a thing in bed. That thought lingered for a moment, making the simmering pleasure in her body threaten to boil over until he was fully seated inside her.

A bottle of what she assumed was lube popped open behind her. Ethan didn’t move, waiting for her to adjust to him inside her at this angle. She was already so full. It was already so good.

When Ethan started to move, she felt Luca’s finger at her back entrance.

She pushed back against him with as much space as she had to maneuver to take him in.

He added another finger, and she almost passed out with the mix of pain and pleasure.

She was pinned and strung out on the sensation of the two of them moving inside her—the way they coordinated and worked her up made her feel cared for.

From the outside, what they were doing would look obscene, but it felt almost sacred to her.

“She’s ready for us both,” Luca said. Cece wasn’t sure she could take more pleasure, but she needed to come so badly she would do whatever they wanted to get there.

Ethan pulled her close to him and he kissed her as he slid farther down the sizable couch to give Luca room.

She felt Luca for just a split second before they were both inside her.

“Fuck. Please,” was all she could say. Pinned like this between them, she felt as though she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything. If they didn’t move, she might die.

She thought it was the kind of fear they might feel before going for a gap—the hope they’d time it just right, the fear it would end their race.

Cece clutched Ethan’s shoulders as he pumped inside of her in tandem with Luca.

When they were like this, all three of them were fucking each other.

It was heady and almost so sweet it made her back teeth hurt.

She wanted it to last forever. It had been so long since they were together, and Luca’s torturing touch had her so close before they were inside her that she went up like a firework almost instantaneously.

The way her body squeezed down on both of them made it so they came almost immediately after.

None of them moved for a long time, but they were sweaty and sticky, and Luca had to take care of his condom. She was still coming back to the world, laid out on the couch on top of Ethan when Luca came and sat on the ottoman next to them, stroking one hand up and down her back.

She kissed Ethan’s damp chest where her nails had left a mark. “What were you guys going to do if I hadn’t shown up for the photo shoot? Or if I’d shot you down?”

“We’ve already done an interview with the reporter talking about how much we love you.” Ethan kissed the top of her head. “We were hoping that you’d read it and then take pity on us.”

“You both have such egos on you. How am I ever going to cope?”

Ethan slapped her ass, lightly. “Yeah, but we’re worth it.”

Thinking about how lonely and empty the future had felt this morning and how full and joyful it promised to be now—they certainly were.