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Savage climbs back in beside me, capturing my mouth. He kisses me long and deep while Ambrose cuddles me from behind. He doesn’t pull out, and I don’t dare move. I don’t care that we’ve got cum on us. I need the comfort of being skin to skin.

“I could stay inside you all day.”

“You should,” I murmur.

“I’m going to once the season is over. We’re going to watch a movie just like this.” Ambrose puts an arm around me, and somehow, it works with the three of us all cuddling.

“Only if we’re taking turns,” Savage says.

“I get first.”

“You’ve already fucked his mouth with my cum on his tongue. What’s the big deal in alternating?” Savage asks, knowing what he’s doing.

Ambrose groans. “Maybe.”

My cock tries to respond to their words, but I’m too worn out.

I close my eyes and press my face into Savage’s chest.

“You okay, baby girl?” Savage nuzzles my ear.

“Oh, yeah.” I give him a little smile, and he winks at me.

After a while Ambrose deals with the condom and comes back with a wipe for us to clean up. My sheets are a mess, so we move to Ambrose’s bed.

Ambrose runs his fingers up and down my back absently, and Savage holds me while I drift off into a doze. I’m once again sandwiched between them, and I am so fucking content.

FORTY-SEVEN

SAVAGE

The last thing I expected was for Ambrose to show up at my door and drag me back into a relationship with Tobi. I guess we’re even now, and I know Tobi needs us both, but it still feels so fragile. I’m not an anxious guy. I’ve been through enough at my age to not be scared of fucking anything, but losing Tobi is a whole different experience.

The end of the season is ramping up with the last regular season games before we sprint into the conference championships and the Frozen Four, but somehow, we are still making the time work. It does help that all three of us are spending a lot more time together. It’s almost like I have Ambrose back as a friend like we briefly were so many years ago.

“You don’t have practice tonight, right?”

“No, why?” Ambrose looks up from books where he’s studying on the other side of the bed while Tobi is draped between us, also studying.

“Come to the movie with us then.”

Ambrose looks at me like I’ve lost my damn mind, which delights me immensely. “I can’t.”

Tobi ticks his head to the side. I’ve caught his attention too with the suggestion.

“Where we go is private, and you don’t have to act like it’s anything other than hanging out with your step-brother and his boyfriend.” I’ve been thinking about it all afternoon, and I’ve decided he’s coming with us even if he doesn’t know it yet. I’m not giving him a choice. I see how he reacts when Tobi and I go out. Not badly, but I can tell he’s mourning the relationship he can’t have with Tobi, jealous of us being able to be public even if it’s his own doing.

“It is really private. It’s a really cool place.”

Ambrose glances between us, waffling. “I’m going to look like some third wheel.”

“And? Who gives a fuck? We can publicly be friends. Plus, it will piss your dad off.”

Ambrose cracks a smile. “It will. And you don’t care that it will bother your mother?”

I shrug. “Like you said, she makes her own choices. Even if I hate that she’s sad.”

Surprise colors Ambrose’s expression. “Really?”