Page 33 of Stuck with my Brother's Firefighter Besties

The dream came on fast and vivid, like falling into another world.

I was back in the living room of the cabin, the fire casting flickering shadows on the walls. But this time, the tension wasn’t just awkward… it was electric.

I could hardly breathe.

Jaxon leaned against the fireplace, his smirk as sharp as ever.

“You thinking about it now?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. “About how we met? How we joined the Mile-High Club…”

Before I could respond, Colt was there, his broad frame blocking out everything else as he stepped closer, his eyes dark and intent.

“Forget him,” he murmured, his voice a rough whisper. “What about this?”

I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, as his hand slid to my waist, pulling me flush against him.

And then Ryan appeared, his quiet intensity drawing me in. He didn’t say a word, just cupped my face with a tenderness that made my knees weak, his lips brushing mine in a way that stole my breath.

The air was thick with heat, their touches blending together in a whirlwind that left me dizzy.

Jaxon’s hands were on my hips, Colt’s mouth trailing fire along my neck, and Ryan’s steady presence grounding me even as the world spun.

The way their bodies moved together—how each one seemed to claim a piece of me, yet never let the others go—was overwhelming.

I couldn’t focus on anything except the heat, the pressure, the sensation of being wanted, claimed, cherished by each of them.

Every touch, every kiss, was a puzzle piece falling into place, and I was the center of it all.

I gasped as Jaxon’s hands slid lower, his touch sending a shockwave of desire through me.

Colt’s lips moved to my collarbone, his teeth scraping lightly, making my body tremble with need.

Ryan’s hand cupped my face again, his thumb brushing across my cheek.

When his hands slid down my back to my waist, I allowed the desire to control me, to take me, to do what I was too scared to even think about normally.

Impatient Jaxon couldn’t wait his turn. He wanted me again, needed me. So he whipped me away from Ryan and claimed my mouth with his.

His hungry fingers explored my body, touching me all over, exploring the wet, hot desire tingling between my thighs. A vice-like grip took my heart, took my lungs, leaving me breathless and swimming in desire.

Fuck, it felt phenomenal to be touched by him. Jaxon seemed to know my body even better than I knew it myself. He was something else.

All of a sudden, Colt’s hands wrapped around me, cupping my breasts, tugging and teasing my nipples as he pulled me toward him.

I ran my hands over his body as the kiss intensified and my head exploded.

Fuck, I needed these men, right now, I needed everything that they could give me…

“Hey, you,” Ryan whispered teasingly as his tongue dragged along my hypersensitive thighs, toward where I was throbbing with need. “You have no idea how good you’re looking right now.”

Hot streams of air blew along my core, causing a guttural scream to vibrate in my chest.

I gripped on to whatever I could get ahold of underneath me as his tongue finally connected with me, tracing along the most sensitive area of my body.

I wasn’t even connected to the planet anymore. I was floating into space, fireworks exploding within me.

Hands seemed to come from everywhere, tongues too, and fingers and lips all over me, consuming me, tasting me, touching me.

This dream was about to swallow me whole, and there was nothing I could do about it.

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