Page 197 of Pucking Sweet

“No.” I hear the desperation in his tone. Oh god, he thinks I’m going to turn him away. Even now, he doubts I can love him. He drops to his knees, raising both hands out to the sides. “Cole said that when I was ready to face you on my own, I would crawl to you. And goddamn it, that’s what I’m gonna do.”

Cole keeps me standing, his grip steady on my shoulder as Lukas inches forward on his knees. Heart in his hands, he bleeds for me. “I love you, Poppy. I love you so much that it scares me. And when I get scared, I run. To say I can’t help it feels like a cop out, but it’s true. At first, I ran to keep from getting physically hurt. Then I ran from my emotions. I figured no one can hurt me if I just keep running.”

I swallow back my tears as he comes on his knees, his hands reaching out for me. As soon as they touch my hips, I’m crying, melting toward him. “But you’re hurting yourself,” I say. “And I can’t bear it.”

“I know,” he groans, pulling me in tighter. He wraps both arms around my waist, pressing his face to my stomach. “I can’t run from you anymore. It’s tearing me apart. I can’t—”

“Then don’t,” I beg him, smoothing my hands over his shoulders, clinging to him. “Just stop. Lukas, honey, come home to me.”

He breathes me in deep as I stroke my hands up his neck to his hair, weaving my fingers through it. “Don’t hurt me,” he begs, his face pressed against me as he cries. “Please, baby. You gotta let me love you. And I need you to love me too. I need you to try to not hurt me—”

“I do,” I whisper. “Lukas, you know I do. I love you both so much.”

He pulls back, eyes wet as he searches my face. “I’m sorry.” The words shatter my walls like a hammer on glass. “I hurt you, Poppy, and I’m sorry.”

I cup his face, brushing my thumb over his lips. “I just want to love you.”

He nods, turning to Colton. Reaching out, he grips him by the front of his shirt. “I’m sorry, Cole. God, I’m so fucking sorry.”

Cole reaches out too, cupping the other side of Lukas’s face. We hold him like that, claimed between us. “You stay with us now,” he says, his voice low. “You are wanted. You are fucking cherished, Lukas.”

He nods, turning his face to press kisses to our palms.

My whole body is trembling as I wrap a hand into the leather of his vest and pull. “Stand up.”

Lukas stands, his large body towering over mine. He looks down at me with such hope and fear in his eyes. I smooth a hand down hischest, swallowing back my nerves. Holding his gaze, I ask for what I want. “Kiss me.”

He doesn’t hesitate. Our lost, broken spirits collide as he smashes his lips against mine, groaning as he kisses away all these weeks of pain.

“I love you,” we’re saying over each other, our hands desperate to map the other. “Baby, I love you so fucking much,” he says against my lips.

I pull away, gasping for air, my hands on his shoulders. “You’re not alone anymore. You’re mine,” I say on a panting breath. “Lukas Novikov, you belong to me.”

He nods, his hand smoothing down the column of my neck.

Colton steps in, wrapping a hand around each of us, pulling us to him. “This is it, understood? This is where I wanna be. I want you both. We don’t run from this, and we don’t hide. Together. The three of us, no matter what. Family.”

“Family,” Lukas echoes with a nod.

I’m glowing on the inside, thinking of these two beautiful men at my side, boldly telling the world I’m theirs. Loving me, protecting me, treating me like a queen. My need for them spirals higher. We need to reconnect. We need to be one unit again. How have we waited this long?

I look between them. “I need you both. Now.”

Lukas looks desperate, but Colton raises a wary brow. “What, here? In this kid’s bedroom?”

I don’t care where we are. We could be in the rice and beans aisle of the grocery store, and I’d still have to have them. They always appreciate action, so I shimmy the long skirt of my floral maxi dress up and tug my panties down around my ankles. They watch, wide-eyed, as I hold the dress up and slip my own fingers through my wetness. I pull them away with a whimper, showing how they glisten with my desire.

With a growl, Lukas grabs my wrist, and sucks my fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. The feel of his warm mouth sets me on fire. I arch up, kissing his neck, flicking with my tongue until he groans, letting me go.

Colton leans in, claiming Lukas in a fierce kiss, tasting me off his lips. I lean away, watching as they kiss each other.Oh my god, seeing them like this has my core turning volcanic. I’m practically crying out with need as Lukas works my skirt up for himself, burying his fingers in my pussy. He breaks his kiss with Colton and kisses me again, all but bending me back as his fingers move inside me. His thumb swirls over my clit and I feel zapped. I arch in his arms, panting for breath. “Right there—baby, don’t stop.”

They each claim a side of my neck, licking and sucking as I whimper, coming on Lukas’s fingers. He works me through it, teasing with his thumb on my pulsing clit. With one hard press to my lips, he’s turning me. “Face Cole.”

I brace my hands on Colton’s shoulders, smiling up at him in bliss as Lukas gets himself in position behind me. I hear the zip of his jeans coming open. He shifts in closer. “Hold this up,” he says, making me drop a hand to help him bunch up my dress. I’m grinning at the image of Elizabeth Bennett getting pinned between two leather-clad bikers. Feeling bold, I look up at Colton’s smiling face. “Baby, I want your cock in my mouth. Please, give me both at once. Don’t make me wait.”

He cups my face, dropping his other hand to sink his fingers inside me. Then he lifts them, gliding them over my lips. “You want my cock in this pretty mouth?”

I nod, shifting my stance as Lukas taps my hip. I widen for him, tipping up on my toes. Lukas works his hard dick between my legs, groaning into my shoulder as he strokes his silky shaft through my wetness.