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She stroked his cock, slamming him back into the present. Galen tore
his gaze away from his friend as Meg licked him experimentally, as if
savoring his taste. Her satisfied smile might as well have been a mule kick
to the chest. Then there was no time for thinking because she sucked him
deep, until he bumped the back of her throat.
And then she took him deeper yet.
His growl drew Theo. Galen sensed his approach even as he kept his
attention on Meg. She closed her eyes as if the feeling of his cock in her
mouth had her blissed out. That made two of them. He looped her long dark
hair around his fist to keep it clear from her face and create an unobstructed
view of his cock disappearing through her red, red lips.
“You’re a vision, princess.”
Galen glared at Theo. His friend knew damn well what he was doing
with that nickname. From anyone else, it would be a charming endearment.
From Theo, it was a declaration of intent. Don’t you fucking dare, he
mouthed.
Theo leaned down and took Galen’s mouth. His kiss drowned out all
Galen’s common sense, just like it always did. It didn’t matter how many
mistakes they made or what bullshit landed in their lap from circumstances
beyond their control. They always had this.
Theo broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Galen’s. “Oh, I
fucking dare, Galen.”
That’s what he was afraid of.
Meg barely had a chance to sink into her enjoyment of sucking Galen’s
cock before she felt Theo behind her. She tensed, waiting for him to slide
inside her, but he just grabbed her around the hips and hauled her off
Galen’s cock and onto the massive bed. It was like landing on a cloud. She
sat up, her protest dying on her lips at the sight of both men stripping out of
their jeans.
Oh.
Oh.