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Chapter

Thirty-Two

GRACE

L egend walked right up behind me, and slid his hands over my shoulders then down my bare back.

The desire to cuddle Alphabet closer while simultaneously leaning back against Legend held me fast. He pressed a kiss to my bare shoulder, and the tension binding me up for the last several hours just eased.

Sighing, I closed my eyes and let my head drift back and Legend rewarded me with a kiss to my jaw then another to my ear. “Any preferences?” The gentle question sparked a thrill that danced down my spine.

“I have a few,” Alphabet admitted, a sly edge in his voice. “No way we get to all of them tonight.”

The words hit like a spark to dry kindling. A shiver of anticipation ran through me—not just from the promise in their tone, but from the electric fact that they were talking about me. To each other. Like I was the subject of some delicious, shared secret.

I barely had time to register his words before his mouth was on mine—slow, scorching, and all-consuming.

The kiss stole the breath from my lungs, burning everything else away until only need remained.

Then Alphabet deepened it, his body closing in, pressing me flush against Legend like he was the only thing holding me up—a solid wall of heat and muscle that made my head spin.

Legend ran his hands from my hips to my chest then down again. He feathered kisses against my shoulder, teasing little bites alternated with firm, bruising sucks. Hickeys. He was leaving another trail of hickeys.

Raw delight surged through me—laughter echoed inside me, even as I groaned and then released a longer, softer sigh when Alphabet lifted his head.

Every moment of our connection blended playfulness with raw intensity, making each touch feel electric, each kiss a spark of something deeper.

Lovemaking became a dance, a perfect balance of fun and passion that left me in awe.

“I love you.” I whispered the words, because they were important words. Even more important right now, sandwiched between the two of them with all that wild energy wholly focused on me.

Alphabet’s expression grew impossibly gentle and he traced his fingers down my cheek. “Can you hold our girl for a minute?”

“I can do just about anything for her,” Legend said, the handoff so smooth between them, I barely registered Alphabet’s hands leaving me or how Legend cradled me closer. “Naked and warm, this is how I’d like you to be on a regular basis.”

“I might have to bump up the heating bill in Montana,” I joked, “because without clothes, it’ll be way too damn cold.”

The words tumbled out before I could stop them, and as Alphabet’s laugh filled the room a fresh bolt of delight struck me.

It was like the world had tipped on its axis, and suddenly, everything felt light— too light, like I was floating.

I couldn’t tell if it was the air, them, or just the sheer rush of being alive right there. They were everything.

His eyes softened, that knowing smile curling at the corners of his lips. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice low and warm, “we’ll make sure you’re never cold.”

The promise hung in the air between us, and in that moment, I didn’t just believe it—I felt it. Not that I was remotely cold at the moment.

“Gracie.” Legend snared my attention, and then his mouth was on mine.

Time stopped as I opened to the demand in his lips.

The kiss held longing, but also offered so much more.

My pulse quickened as I twisted to wrap my arms around his neck.

Once I hitched my thighs to his hips, he cupped my ass.

Those strong hands massaged and stroked, petting me everywhere.

The roughness of his clothes grounded me back into the moment as a drunken haze of sensuality threatened to overwhelm me. Every movement seemed to take on a life of its own.

“Share her.” The command sent a new riot through my senses as Legend moved closer to the bed. After one more breath-stealing kiss, he lifted his head and lowered me.

“Go kiss, Alphabet now.” The slow, burning hum of passion deepened Legend’s voice, making it darker, richer, and impossibly more seductive.

“I can do that.” I was more than happy to do just that. I turned to crawl up the length of the bed, well-aware of the image I gave Legend. Based on his hard groan, it was one he definitely enjoyed.

Alphabet was already sprawled on the bed. Naked, his red, heavy cock in one hand as he stroked it. He was totally naked, and I had my first real look at the whole of him, right prosthesis in place and all.

The weight of that trust threatened to shatter me. With one hand on either side of his legs, I met and held his gaze. The intensity in his blue eyes held me hostage. I pressed a kiss to his left leg, just above the ankle. Then did the same to his prosthesis on the right. Not once did I look away.

He needed to know that when I said I loved him, I meant all of him.

I accepted every part, and wanted every part.

Awareness seemed to flood his gaze and it shimmered until he blinked.

Kiss by kiss, I made my way up to his knees, and I made sure to kiss both the flesh of his right thigh where it slid into the joint sock securing the prosthesis in place and the prosthesis itself.

“Gracie,” he exhaled my name like a prayer.

“She’s a keeper,” Legend said from behind me. I’d just made it to where Alphabet stroked himself and I covered his hand with my own so I could caress and pet him. The droplet of pre-cum beading at the slit in the swollen head drew me like a magnet.

“Fuck,” Alphabet swore as I lapped up that drop and tortured him with the same soft, kittenish licks that had driven Legend crazy. Getting to touch them was becoming my new favorite thing.

“Her mouth,” Legend said as he nuzzled a kiss against the curve of my ass, “is the perfect shape for sin.”

Alphabet fisted my damp hair, but he didn’t pull even as he thrust upward. I was ready though, swallowing around him as he bumped against the back of my throat. “God, she’s going to make me come right now.”

The hand skimming over my ass paused, then delivered a light, if stinging slap. I pulled off Alphabet's dick long enough to twist and stare at Legend. His absolutely unrepentant grin turned me inside out.

“So, you’re not quite into the pain thing unless you’re already on the edge.” He nodded once. “Good to know. Alphabet would like to play more before you make him blow his load.”

For some reason, the absolute absurdity hit me in that moment. “AB can talk for himself, Legend.”

“Legend…” Alphabet groaned. “Fuck me, you told her your name?”

As Legend’s grin grew, more of his tension just seemed to wash off of him. All the earlier worry in his eyes was gone. On impulse, I cupped his face in my hands and dragged him in for a kiss.

He didn’t make me wait nor did he remotely complain about it.

Understanding struck like lightning—sudden, blinding, and irreversible.

And in its wake, a storm of want surged through me.

I needed them both, wildly, unbearably. “How do we do this?” I asked on a gasp as I pulled back and looked at Alphabet.

“Yes, I told her my name.” Legend’s smile echoed in his words. “Worth it. Tell her yours… I bet it turns her on even more.”

“Tell me, don’t tell me,” I said, waving that aside. “Right now, I want to feel you both. I want—I want to come and I want to come with both of you.”

It might have come out a plea, but I was serious.

Why had I never paid attention to all the sexcapades the other models sometimes got into?

I’d never done a threesome. The shakiness in my limbs came from wanting to touch them and be touched and it was a little harder to do when I was focused on one or the other.

How was I supposed to do both?

“C’mere, Gracie,” Alphabet spoke in a low, molten voice, each word dripping with intent as he curled his fingers with slow, deliberate grace—like a promise wrapped in silk. “Come kiss me, we need to make sure you’re wet and figure out if you want anal or to do this another way.”

The offer spun me out—heat rising, balance gone. I couldn’t tell how my arms and legs kept moving when everything else had gone slack. Then I was over Alphabet and he claimed my mouth as he pulled me down flush against him.

His kiss turned slow and almost sweet, small biting nips interspersed with longer, deeper invasions of his tongue. It was hard to hold onto anything as they seemed intent on taking me apart.

What a way to go.

Legend’s fingers trailed along the back of my thigh, a reminder that he was there. Then those magical fingers teased along my slit and I was pushing back at the first push of two fingers into my cunt.

Moaning into Alphabet’s mouth, I tried to rock back on Legend’s fingers, but he was already pulling away. Alphabet’s arms tightened around me, not letting me go.

Their hands were everywhere and they were hot, demanding. One moment I would be grinding against Alphabet and then Legend would stroke me and I would arch, trying to press back to him.

Dark laughter, deep and hypnotic shook me between them. When Alphabet finally released my mouth, he didn’t let me go far. Instead, he pulled me up a little higher so he could tease and torment my nipples.

“One sec,” Legend murmured, but the words only half-registered as I arched against Alphabet’s wicked mouth. He pushed us up, until he was sitting and half bent as I arched backwards. Yoga practice suddenly seemed like a good thing.

This position also let me see Legend coming back out of the bathroom with a smirk on his face. He paused to tilt his head to the side as he watched us.

“Does his mouth feel good on you, Gracie?”