He’ll probably wake up with a hell of a headache, but he’s okay. Just sleeping it off.” She sighed with relief. And then Keegan shoved everyone else out of the way and lifted Josh up again. Like déjà vu. She burst into tears and scared the hell out of her boss, who’d surprised her by showing up. She didn’t really mean it, but the tears acted as a kind of catharsis, and she felt much better. Too, she was freaking Jack out. And she liked it.
“You are one evil woman, Chloe King.” Xavier laughed with her as Jack went out of his way to calm her down. “No wonder I love you.”
“Tell me again how much you love me.” More than a week later, Xavier was really making her pay for staying behind with Josh. Not that his mother hadn’t healed all three of them easily once they’d been taken to her clinic.
She sighed, and Josh snickered. “I love you. Idiot.”
“I heard that. I’m so heartbroken, I don’t know if I can manage.” Josh had catered to Xavier for a good week, feeling guilty over making his brother handle most of the crap that night while he’d had all the fun with Chloe.
Chloe tried to glare at him. “You can manage. I said I’d take your last name, didn’t I?”
They grinned at her like fools. In a desperate attempt to put Xavier in a better mood, she’d relented to changing her name…when they got married. At this point, it was more like an if they got married. She’d moved into their home, had consented to living with them while she spent time getting to know their weird family. A family she loved like her own. Those Cannons really knew how to throw a Christmas party.
“Chloe. I feel so unloved.” Xavier’s wicked grin made him less than believable.
Josh smiled and leaned back against the door in the changing room leading to the employee’s hallway.
“Guys, I thought you wanted to see where I train.” They stood in the same changing room with the hidden door leading to the secret downstairs facility. Jack’s one concession to being all James Bondish. This hidden entrance. She’d teased him about it unmercifully since they’d opened. Too bad she had yet to get a rise out of him. Even when she’d been crying all over him last week, he’d just patted her back harder.
Josh sighed. “Chloe, I hate to say it, but my brother has a point. I remember seeing a lot of blood.”
“Yes, blood,” Xavier said sadly.
“I think you owe him some tenderness, don’t you?”
“You have been less than compassionate lately.” Xavier fought a grin.
She rolled her eyes. “You know, it’s hard to play along with you laughing.” He coughed to hide his smile and blinked hard. “I think I’m going to cry.”
“Okay. I give. What can I do to make it all better?” She hadn’t expected him to whip out his cock. In a dressing room her peers could enter at any moment. “Good God, Xavier. Put that thing away.”
“I would, but it hurts. It’s so unloved lately.” The bastard turned her on in spite of herself, and he knew it.
“Come on, Chloe. Better do it fast before someone catches you,” Josh whispered. Then he pushed down his sweatpants to reveal an equally hard cock. He took the towel from around his neck and held it close. And she knew he planned to come while she blew his twin.
“Oh hell.” Not even pretending she didn’t want it, she dropped to her knees and took Xavier to the back of her throat.
He hissed his appreciation. “Yes. God, Chloe. Have I told you lately how much I love you?”
“Because he does. Shit. That tongue just kills me.” Josh moaned, that gravelly sound in the back of his throat that never failed to get her going.
Then Xavier wrapped his hand in her hair and started fucking her mouth.
Since that night in her bedroom, when the guys had discovered how much she liked it a little rough, they’d been driving her crazy with their shows of dominance. The hair thing made her wild.
“Do it,” Xavier whispered. “Get yourself off while I come in your mouth.”
She moaned and shoved her hand beneath her shorts and underwear. She fingered herself, not surprised to feel herself so slick.
Xavier tightened his hold on her hair. His balls felt hard under her palm. Then she gripped the base of his cock and sucked harder while she rubbed herself with faster fingers.
“Oh yeah. That’s good. Here it comes,” Josh warned, out of breath, and came into his gym towel.
At the same instant, Xavier poured into her mouth, his cock so big and thick, she could do nothing but swallow as he released. Knowing she’d brought them both pleasure, tasting her lover, pushed her over the edge. She came and swallowed the last bit of Xavier before he withdrew.
Her pleasure left her throbbing. And consumed with joy.
“Let me.” Josh folded the towel, pulled down her shorts and panties, and used the clean side to wipe her up. “You get so wet. If we weren’t already behind on our tour, I’d eat you out and watch you come again.”
“Dibs.” Xavier held up a hand.
Josh set her clothing to rights. “Bro, I just facilitated an A plus blowjob for you. You can’t call dibs.”
“Can too. I just did. And don’t act all self-sacrificing. You got off just as much as I did.” As they turned the argument into a silent battle of words, Chloe smiled ear to ear. They playfully fought…over her. Could she get a better present than that?
Their first Christmas together had been magical. She didn’t know when they’d done it, but her lovers had purchased the matching rings they all now wore. She suspected Rory, Keegan and James’s wife-slash-lover, had something to do with it.
But the closemouthed woman had only smiled and refused to say anything more than “welcome to the club.”
Though their wedding hadn’t been scheduled yet because her lovers hadn’t figured out which of them she’d marry, Chloe knew it would happen. She’d never been so happy in her life, and she had her voices to thank.
“You will marry your choice of perfect men,” she heard the familiar voice, but this time Xavier’s loving tones framed the order.
“But I don’t know which one to pick,” she teased as she unlocked the door and they walked downstairs. Out loud, she expressed the concern she still had.
Relationships were hard enough with two people. Add a third to the mix, and you had a recipe for problems. “I’m afraid whoever I pick will hurt the other person not chosen.”
Xavier and Josh stopped her when they reached the floor.
“Chloe, we love you. We don’t—”
“Want you to worry. Xavier and I—”
“Talked it out. We don’t care.” Xavier shared a grin with his brother.
“I thought I’d need the label to feel like you were mine,” Josh admitted. “But now, knowing you love me, feeling it, is all that matters.” He kissed her.
Then Xavier kissed her.
“We love you, Chloe. Marry us.”
She blinked. Behind them stood her night crew. Ian, Nathan, and Avery stood near Jack, who waited with his arms crossed.
She looked back at her lovers. “Um, far as I know, bigamy isn’t legal.”
“It’s not.” Ian agreed. “But if you have the right papers, anything can look legal.”
Her men grinned at Ian. Chloe scowled. “Ian Ryder. You aren’t forging again, are you?” She’d arrested him at least three times before she’d made anything stick.
And then the sly bastard had evaded jail time. She still wanted to know how he’d managed that, since he’d supposedly also been on the outs with the PWP who didn’t officially exist.
Jack raised a brow at him, and he quickly backed down.
“No, no. Nothing like that.” Ian coughed. “But you know, there are ways around certain, uh, legalities.” He glanced at Josh, who nodded.