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cocooning her in their dual embrace.
She d never felt more protected or loved. Or less tired. Her exhaustion seemed to have disappeared in
their arms and suddenly she wanted answers.
Why do you do this?
What? Jon s voice was groggy, indicating she wasn t the only one who d been tired.
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TJ rubbed his nose in the crease of her shoulder. It just sort of happened one night when we were with
the SEALs. Made us both sit up and see how much we were missing, that we could feed off each other s
excitement and make the woman feel that much better. His lips traveled across the back of her neck.
It made finding a woman who enjoyed a ménage that much more special, Jon added, his fingers
wandering over her belly. Like you, he whispered. We ve been waiting for the one woman who would
make us feel whole. His gaze met hers, making her breath catch. We ve been waiting for you.
TJ s arm slipped over her hip and his hand settled over her navel, big and strong and firm. And
permanent. Chris swallowed as the irrevocable feeling fluttered in her tummy. More than she d ever
wanted something like this in the past, she wanted their offering of permanence now.
* * *
The scenery from the airport to their house passed in a blur. Her head felt foggy, her legs like Jell-O and
despite the nap, Chris felt like she could sleep for another whole day and still be tired.
Yet her body was practically bathed in their cologne, all thanks to the way they d snuggled on the plane.
Her fingers itched in her lap and twice she d had to force the toes of her left foot to stop tapping. The
fabric of her blouse rubbed incessantly on her nipples to the point she wanted to reach up and fondle
them herself.
She took a deep breath and stared out the window, desperate for something to distract her from the two
men occupying the car with her. The two men who d lent her support when she needed it most. A time
when she d never imagined having such support, let alone that two men would be the ones providing it.
For so long she d seen them as eye candy. She d told herself to save her sanity most of all that they
were men who flitted from one bimbo to the next seeking only the pleasure of their bodies and not their
minds. God, she d been such an idiot. The truth had been staring her in the face day in and day out and
because she hadn t wanted to take a chance, she d been too stupid to see how far from her perception
Jon and TJ truly were.
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They weren t in it for the sex. They were in it, in her, for a relationship. A long-lasting relationship, and if
she hadn t taken that leap of faith the other night with TJ and Jon, she might still be stuck up in Chicago
dealing with the ramifications of her father killing her mother instead of here with them sheltering her.
Almost home, baby. You still tired? TJ turned the BMW into the neighborhood lined with massive
homes, century-old oaks and beautiful landscaping. In the light of day and without the heavy weight of
her mother s death smashing her, she looked at the area with new eyes. Stunning was an apt word. The
rich lived here and TJ and Jon had their fair share of wealth.
Yes, she murmured. Except a part of her woke up with the way his voice made her body tingle. She
squirmed in her seat. Jon reached over from his position beside her in the backseat and threaded his
fingers through hers.
She d been more than ready for them back on the plane. Hell, when she d been stripping off her clothes
it had felt like a race to see who would get done first. Instead they d wrapped her in a man burrito and
held her while she d slept. They d still been there when the plane had landed and she d woken.
Would they put her off again? Because honestly, she didn t think she could handle being coddled. She
wanted something to take her mind off everything that had happened in the last few days and hopefully
they understood they could provide the something.
TJ pulled up to an all-brick, expansive ranch sitting on a huge tract of land she hadn t really seen yet.
The first time she d been here it had been getting dark and she d been, well, blindfolded, and then they d
left in the wee morning hours when it had still been dark, first to drop off Clodhopper with Aislinn and
Kyle and then on to her childhood home. Now, she was getting her first good look at TJ and Jon s home
and she really liked what she saw. You could probably fit three houses between theirs and their
neighbors and still have room to spare. She envisioned a tiny little girl running across the lawn, laughing.
Chris shook her head to dispel the thought. Children? She snorted.
Problems? Jon leaned into her and glanced out her window as if looking for whatever she found
amusing.
Heat seared her cheeks. No, just glad to be home. She jerked around and faced him. It was now or
never. You won t& er, um, hold back will you?
TJ brought the car to a stop. One of Jon s eyebrow s rose. Hold back?
Chris fidgeted. Why was it so hard to say what she wanted? I don t want to be held. There. That
ought to do it.
You don t want to be held? His words sounded hurt but his face held a touch of amusement. The rat
was having a good time pretending not to understand her. She lunged at him, attacking his lips with her
mouth and giving him no room for misunderstanding.
Well, hell. I for one am extremely grateful there will be no holding involved. TJ shoved his door open
and jumped out. Lips still locked on Jon s, Chris watched TJ from the corner of her eye as he jogged
around the hood and came to her door. He flung it open and hauled her out with his hands under her
armpits. Jon followed, barely breaking their contact.
She found herself shepherded toward the front door, pushed inside and thrust into a serious sense of
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déjà vu. She d been in this spot before, that first night. This time they didn t stop inside the door but
pushed her down the hall, kissing and touching her wherever they could reach along the way.
Everything fled her mind except being closer to her men. Just for this few minutes or hours, whatever
the case may be she wanted to forget the ugliness her father had wrought and be free.
The bedroom was dim with the shades drawn but she saw everything clearly. They came to a stop in the
middle of the room. Jon stepped up behind her, pressing his cock into the small of her back. TJ dropped
to his knees in front of her, taking her skirt and panties with him, over her hips and down her legs.
Step out. He tapped each knee and in the process, placed her feet where he wanted them, she
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