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We collapsed together in a tangle of limbs, all three of us gasping for breath. Ryker eased out of Kiaan with a soft groan, but kept his arms around both of us, holding us close.
I lay sprawled across Kiaan’s chest, his cock still buried inside me, softening but still connecting us. His heartbeat thundered against my cheek, gradually slowing as he came down from his high.
“That was...” he paused and groaned. “I don’t think other sex is gonna do it for me anymore. Only you two.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, laughing softly, then pressing a kiss to his sweat-slicked skin.
Ryker’s hand stroked my back, his touch gentle and soothing. “You both okay?”
I nodded, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond the overwhelming wave of emotion flooding through me. This wasn’t just sex—this was something deeper, more profound.These two men, my best friends, my lovers, now belonged to me in a way that transcended ordinary relationships. And I belonged to them.
Love. That’s what this feeling was—fierce, protective, all-encompassing love for both of them. The realization should have terrified me, sent me spiraling into anxiety. Instead, it settled over me like a warm blanket, right and inevitable.
“Don’t go anywhere,” I murmured, reaching back to grip Ryker’s hand while nuzzling deeper into Kiaan’s chest.
“Always,” Kiaan promised, his arms tightening around me.
Ryker pressed a kiss to the back of my neck. “Not going anywhere, Sky.”
I closed my eyes, savoring the moment—the three of us connected, satiated, complete. Whatever came next, we would face it together.
I shifted, feeling him slip out of me, the slide of his cum making my thighs wet.
The warm haze of pleasure evaporated in an instant as reality crashed through my post-orgasmic brain. Fuck. We hadn’t used protection.
Kiaan had just come inside me—a lot—and I wasn’t on birth control. I froze, still straddling him, as panic clawed its way up my throat. What the hell had I been thinking?
I hadn’t been sexually active for over a year and hadn’t bothered with birth control pills since the last kind I’d tried messed with my anxiety. And I’d just told him to breed me. What the actual fuck was wrong with me?
I forced myself to breathe normally, to keep my face neutral as terror and—bizarrely—a twisted thread of arousal coiled through me. The idea of carrying their child, of being marked by them in the most primal way possible, sent a confusing pulse of heat between my legs even as my rational brain screamed in protest.
“Hey,” Kiaan murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Where’d you go just now?”
I blinked, focusing on his concerned expression. “Nowhere. Just... processing.” I pressed a kiss to his lips, then carefully lifted myself off him, feeling a warm trickle between my thighs that sent another wave of panic-laced lust through me. Kiaan’s cum, inside me, possibly fertilizing an egg right this second.
“I think we broke her,” Ryker said with a soft laugh, his hand warm on my back as I stood beside the bed.
“Just hungry,” I lied, reaching for my discarded clothes. “And we have no food left in the house. I’m going to grab us some breakfast. You two rest.”
I grabbed my jeans and t-shirt, my hands were steady despite the chaos in my mind, years of hiding anxiety serving me well in this moment of crisis.
“We can come with you,” Ryker offered, already sitting up.
“No!” I winced at how sharp that sounded. “I mean, stay. Rest. You’ve both been so good. Let me take care of you now.”
I bent down, kissing each of them thoroughly—Kiaan first, then Ryker—trying to convey with my lips what I couldn’t say aloud as my body responded to the warm knowledge that I still had something of Kiaan inside me, and my mind spun out in a million different directions.
I tried to show them that I wasn’t running away. That I wasn’t regretting anything. That I was just freaking out about potential consequences.
“I’ll be back soon,” I promised, backing toward the door. “Don’t go anywhere.”
“As if we could,” Kiaan replied, stretching languidly on the bed. “I don’t think my legs work anymore.”
I managed a smile, then slipped out of the room before either of them could see the panic I was barely containing. In the hallway, I leaned against the wall for a moment, breathing deeply to calm my racing heart, then slipped into the bathroom to clean up and dress.
Plan of attack: drugstore, morning-after pill, then back home to my boys before they even realized something was wrong. Simple. Straightforward. I could handle this.
I grabbed my keys from the kitchen counter and headed for the door, running through calculations in my head. It had been less than five minutes since Kiaan had come inside me. The pill would be most effective taken immediately. I just needed to get to Friday Harbor, find a pharmacy that was open, and—
