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“I will.”

Raiden nodded. “Good.”

How often we’d get to see Alton, I wasn’t sure. Raiden and I would see each other more, but we’d both want Alton there too. We’d make it work.

That was when the realization hit me. I sat up quickly, pain shooting through me. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Raiden asked, sitting up, going on alert.

“We’re fine. It’s just… This is my first relationship as an adult. I didn’t exactly have time for more than fucking, given who my family was, especially when we were in hiding, and my mom was sick.”

“There’s been no one else for me for a long time,” Alton admitted.

Raiden agreed, “Same.”

“Well, aren’t we a bunch of fun,” I laughed and lay back down against my men. That was what they were, weren’t they? My men? A badass bodyguard and a compassionate doctor. How I got this lucky was anyone’s guess, but damn was I happy about it.

I nuzzled into their warmth as they both laughed. My ass wiggled against Raiden while I held on to Alton. This was more than nice. This waseverything.

Reality would creep back in soon. For now, I was going to soak in as much of these two as I could.

Never had I been someone who needed to be cared for. I was good on my own and confident in what I did. With them, I didn’t mind if they wanted to help me or pay more attention to me because I was shot. I was going to enjoy their company while I could.

Raiden was right. We didn’t know how often our schedules would sync. With us only being together when all three were there, it was going to be interesting. We’d make it work though. I didn’t doubt it one bit.

14

RAIDEN

I was having the best dream. My dick was buried in Lane’s ass and Alton was fucking me from behind. We were nothing but panted breaths and sweat-slicked skin, chasing our climaxes.

“So good, so fucking good,” I moaned, but it sounded weird to my ears. Like I wasn’t hearing myself how I normally did.

A hand reached for me, but it came from the wrong way. Lane was facing me. He didn’t have his back to me. Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t figure out what.

“Ray,” he murmured, only his lips didn’t move. “Fuck, Ray. If you’re going to do it, at least grab the lube.”

I shook my head, my hips faltering. Everything slowed down as darkness crept in. When my eyes opened next, the room was bathed in night. I couldn’t make out a thing. What the hell was going on? A second ago, Lane was lit in the natural light from the windows.

Smooth skin rubbed against my dick. My hands were on his hips. I moved them upward until I reached a neck.

“God, find the lube already,” Lane said.

“Lane?”

He froze, then slowly turned, my hand coasting over his facial hair. “You were asleep again, weren’t you?’

“Oh my god.” I immediately released him and backed up. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I did that.” Before I fell off the bed, I climbed out of it and moved farther away. “Lane, I’m sorry.”

“Hey, stop.” He got out of bed, his leg buckling as he did so. “Shit,” he gasped in pain.

Rushing to him, I wrapped my arms around him to help him back to the bed.

“Fucking leg. Goddamn it hurts.”

“Everything wore off,” Alton said with a yawn. “Let me get you something.” He stood and left the room, flipping on the light. Luckily, it wasn’t bright enough to hurt my eyes.

I tried to move away, but Lane held firm to my hand.

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