Page 40 of Three Pucks and a Baby

“Ours,” they replied in unison.

“Oh, okay.”

Wagging his brows, Grayson replied, “We have our sex stash there.”

Anxiety rippled over me while images of whips and chains flashed before my eyes. “S-Sex stash?”

Theo snorted. “Don’t freak out, Viv. Condoms, lube, and some basic toys.”

“Oh.”

He grinned at me. “Don’t tell me you thought we had a dungeon in our townhouse?”

I laughed. “With you two, nothing would surprise me.”

As we started walking to the parking lot, I said, “I have one other stipulation about this.”

“Let me guess. No anal this time,” Grayson replied.

“Anal?” I practically shrieked.

Nodding, Theo replied, “But at least let us finger your ass if we can’t fuck it.”

I skidded on an icy spot, sending both guys rushing forward to grab me. “My stipulation wasn’t about…” I swallowed hard. Since I couldn’t bring myself to say it, I replied, “You know.”

Theo chuckled. “Looks like we have an anal virgin, Gray.”

“Yep.”

“That’s not what I mean,” I huffed in frustration.

Grayson’s eyes lit up. “So you’re okay with anal this time?”

Mortification warmed my cheeks. “No. I mean, I don’t know. I’ve never done that.”

Theo groaned. “The thought of being your first.”

“Who says you get to be the one?” Grayson countered.

I threw up my hands. “Guys, I’m not doing anal!” I screamed.

To my horror, the word anal echoed back at me in the empty parking lot. “Kill me now,” I muttered.

With a laugh, Grayson replied, “Okay, okay, no anal.”

Wagging his brows, Theo replied, “I’m not ruling out a finger or two with the proper lubrication.”

“Can we please focus on something besides anal?”

“If we have to,” Grayson mused.

With a frustrated huff, I said, “What I was trying to say is that if I’m going to do this at your apartment, I’ll need my car.”

“Why?” Grayson asked.

Theo snorted. “Because she wants to have an escape route if things go south.”

Nodding, I replied, “Yes, that.”

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