Page 2 of Sent To A Fantasy World and Now All the Men Want Me 2

“Yes! Everything’s great, Captain,” came Callum’s reply amidst more shuffling and a few grunts. “We, uh, we just kind of… sort of… dropped a table. But it’s not broken!”

“Baden dropped it,” Duke said.

“Piss off, D,” Baden responded. “I only dropped it because I saw your ugly face and got scared. Truly a thing of nightmares.”

“Your brother had no complaints about my face when I railed him last night.”

“You sonofabitch. As if my precious baby brother would ever go for a red-haired brute like you.”

“Does someone have a little brother complex? How cute. I’ll be sure to let him know the next time he’s sucking my coc—”

“Finish that sentence, and I’ll kill you.”

“No, you won’t,” Duke said. “You love me.”

I choked on a laugh. They were too much.

“Back to work,” Maddox called down to them.

“Yes, sir!” their voices said in unison, though I was sure they continued jabbing at each other, too low for us to hear from upstairs.

New furniture had been ordered for the main dining room and the parlor beyond it; bar stools, tables, and comfy armchairs perfect for curling up in while reading. Callum, Quincy, Baden, and Duke had been put in charge of moving it into place.

“Gods grant me patience,” Maddox muttered as he closed the door and came back over, retaking me in his arms.

Briar breathed out a laugh, the exhale whispering over the back of my neck. “Never a dull moment with them around.”

“Never a quiet moment either,” Maddox said. His blue eyes fell to me as he brushed aside a strand of my hair.

My heart wobbled. He was too damn handsome.

“We could always be loud too,” I suggested, a grin springing forward—much like the beast in my trousers as my two men trapped me between their hard bodies again. I inhaled their scents; one of leather and spice and the other crisper, like fresh morning air and magnolia blossoms. “Let’s put that squeaky bed to use.”

Maddox smirked. “You’re wicked beneath that sweet smile. I like it.”

“This muffin has a dark side.”

And just like that, my sometimes-icy knight captain gave me one of his rare, genuine laughs that lit up his entire face. He glanced at Briar over my shoulder before the two of them tossed me on the bed.

“I’ll never tire of hearing that squeak,” Maddox murmured as his lips found the sensitive place beneath my ear.

“I didn’t squeak,” I lied. “It was a manly gasp.”

“Oh, so manly.” Briar settled on my other side and kissed the curve of my jaw.

Their hands roamed my body, peeling off my clothes, as they kissed and nipped at my exposed skin. I surrendered to their touches and smiled when they met each other for a soft kiss over my head. Along the way, they had formed a bond as well. Both of them loved me, but they loved each other too—even if they hadn’t said it yet. But I knew. I saw it, that tenderness when their eyes met and the gentle smiles after they bantered.

Briar’s mouth came around my nipple while Maddox sucked on my earlobe. I ached in all the right places and wiggled on the mattress.

“Someone’s eager,” Briar said before flattening his tongue against my nipple. He ushered forward a breathy moan from me. A moan Maddox caught with a hard press of his mouth on mine.

One of them gripped the base of my cock while the other palmed my balls. I was unsure which was which; I was too lost in the emotions welling deep inside me and igniting in my core. Maddox feathered kisses along my chest as he moved down my body. Briar flicked his tongue against my nipple in a way that had my toes curling.

“Oh fuck,” I panted as Maddox took my cock into his mouth. The explosion of wet heat had me shuddering and burrowing my fingers into his silky black hair.

Maddox’s dark-blue eyes lifted to mine as he took my shaft to the back of his throat. He liked to watch as I writhed beneath his touch. And damn, I liked being watched. By him and by Briar.

“You’re making the sweetest sounds, love,” Briar said after pulling off my nipple. He lovingly stroked my jaw. “Do you feel good?”