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Alphabet’s arms tightened around me in silent reassurance. “We can handle that. Right, brother?”

“Oh,” Legend said, his voice slow, smooth, and simmering. He pushed off the door frame with lazy confidence and reached back to shut the door behind him. The quietclickof the lock was louder than any promise.

“Yeah,” he said. “We’ve got you.”

Chapter

Thirty-Two

GRACE

Legend walked right up behind me, and slid his hands over my shoulders then down my bare back. The desire to cuddle Alphabet closer while simultaneously leaning back against Legend held me fast. He pressed a kiss to my bare shoulder, and the tension binding me up for the last several hours just eased.

Sighing, I closed my eyes and let my head drift back and Legend rewarded me with a kiss to my jaw then another to my ear. “Any preferences?” The gentle question sparked a thrill that danced down my spine.

“I have a few,” Alphabet admitted, a sly edge in his voice. “No way we get to all of them tonight.”

The words hit like a spark to dry kindling. A shiver of anticipation ran through me—not just from the promise in their tone, but from the electric fact that they were talking about me. To each other. Like I was the subject of some delicious, shared secret.

I barely had time to register his words before his mouth was on mine—slow, scorching, and all-consuming. The kiss stole the breath from my lungs, burning everything else away until only need remained. Then Alphabet deepened it, his body closing in,pressing me flush against Legend like he was the only thing holding me up—a solid wall of heat and muscle that made my head spin.

Legend ran his hands from my hips to my chest then down again. He feathered kisses against my shoulder, teasing little bites alternated with firm, bruising sucks. Hickeys. He was leaving another trail of hickeys.

Raw delight surged through me—laughter echoed inside me, even as I groaned and then released a longer, softer sigh when Alphabet lifted his head. Every moment of our connection blended playfulness with raw intensity, making each touch feel electric, each kiss a spark of something deeper. Lovemaking became a dance, a perfect balance of fun and passion that left me in awe.

“I love you.” I whispered the words, because they were important words. Even more important right now, sandwiched between the two of them with all that wild energy wholly focused on me.

Alphabet’s expression grew impossibly gentle and he traced his fingers down my cheek. “Can you hold our girl for a minute?”

“I can do just about anything for her,” Legend said, the handoff so smooth between them, I barely registered Alphabet’s hands leaving me or how Legend cradled me closer. “Naked and warm, this is how I’d like you to be on a regular basis.”

“I might have to bump up the heating bill in Montana,” I joked, “because without clothes, it’ll bewaytoo damn cold.”

The words tumbled out before I could stop them, and as Alphabet’s laugh filled the room a fresh bolt of delight struck me. It was like the world had tipped on its axis, and suddenly, everything felt light—toolight, like I was floating. I couldn’t tell if it was the air, them, or just the sheer rush of being alive right there. They were everything.

His eyes softened, that knowing smile curling at the corners of his lips. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice low and warm, “we’ll make sure you’re never cold.”

The promise hung in the air between us, and in that moment, I didn’t just believe it—Ifeltit. Not that I was remotely cold at the moment.

“Gracie.” Legend snared my attention, and then his mouth was on mine. Time stopped as I opened to the demand in his lips. The kiss held longing, but also offered so much more. My pulse quickened as I twisted to wrap my arms around his neck. Once I hitched my thighs to his hips, he cupped my ass. Those strong hands massaged and stroked, petting me everywhere.

The roughness of his clothes grounded me back into the moment as a drunken haze of sensuality threatened to overwhelm me. Every movement seemed to take on a life of its own.

“Share her.” The command sent a new riot through my senses as Legend moved closer to the bed. After one more breath-stealing kiss, he lifted his head and lowered me.

“Go kiss, Alphabet now.” The slow, burning hum of passion deepened Legend’s voice, making it darker, richer, and impossibly more seductive.

“I can do that.” I was more than happy to do just that. I turned to crawl up the length of the bed, well-aware of the image I gave Legend. Based on his hard groan, it was one he definitely enjoyed.

Alphabet was already sprawled on the bed. Naked, his red, heavy cock in one hand as he stroked it. He was totally naked, and I had my first real look at the whole of him, right prosthesis in place and all.

The weight of that trust threatened to shatter me. With one hand on either side of his legs, I met and held his gaze. The intensity in his blue eyes held me hostage. I pressed a kiss to hisleft leg, just above the ankle. Then did the same to his prosthesis on the right. Not once did I look away.

He needed to know that when I said I loved him, I meant all of him. I accepted every part, and wanted every part. Awareness seemed to flood his gaze and it shimmered until he blinked. Kiss by kiss, I made my way up to his knees, and I made sure to kiss both the flesh of his right thigh where it slid into the joint sock securing the prosthesis in place and the prosthesis itself.

“Gracie,” he exhaled my name like a prayer.

“She’s a keeper,” Legend said from behind me. I’d just made it to where Alphabet stroked himself and I covered his hand with my own so I could caress and pet him. The droplet of pre-cum beading at the slit in the swollen head drew me like a magnet.

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