Three nights later, sitting in the family room, Paige folded Arianna’s laundry while Shane finished the dishes, and Tucker put their little girl to bed. Paige was still in shock that Bridget had contacted the press. As far as she knew, the conniving bitch had no idea the word was out she was behind the reporters invading Hazard Falls, and for now, Shane and Tucker wanted to keep it that way. The only others in the loop were Lane and Nicole. The latter had been told because Shane had her doing a little research for him. He was hell bent on a little revenge, and, honestly, Paige was happy about it. She knew he wouldn’t harm Bridget, but there were other ways to retaliate—ways that would make the woman regret ever putting a target on Paige’s back.

After the basket of clothes was empty, Paige noticed some of Ari’s homework was still sitting on the coffee table. She picked up the girl’s knapsack from the floor and put the pages into their proper places. Pulling out the teacher’s communication folder, Paige checked to see if there were any new notifications. There was a consent form for an upcoming class trip that either Shane or Tucker had to sign. Reading through it, Paige noticed the school was looking for volunteer chaperones to accompany the class to a place called the Native American Village, about fifty minutes away from Hazard Falls. It looked like a fun trip. Apparently, it was an indoor and outdoor museum of sorts, showing the students how the Native Americans had lived before they lost their land to the settlers who’d taken over. There were teepees and artifacts, demonstrations on basket weaving and cooking, and plenty of other activities and sights for the children to learn from.

Leaving the consent form on the table, Paige stood and walked into the kitchen, but stopped short when she saw Tucker and Shane making out by the sink. Damn, that was so fucking hot to watch. Over the past few days, the men had been seducing Paige—that was the only way to describe it. Whenever they could, one or the other had cornered her, kissing her, getting her all hot and bothered, and making her scream in ecstasy, but never at the same time. Shane had told her they wanted her comfortable with them as individuals before taking her as a couple. She highly suspected the men had been having sex with each other every chance they could, because neither had had sex with her, despite her begging. They’d been driving her crazy with passion but had only gotten her off with their hands and mouths. Neither had let her return the favor. And damn it, she wanted to. She wanted more. Never in her life had she thought of being with two men at once—in reality, not a fiction-induced fantasy—but now she could dream of nothing but.

Shane’s big hands were in his husband’s hair as he held his head where he wanted it. His tongue was fucking Tucker’s mouth, eliciting soft moans of delight. Meanwhile, Tucker’s hands were clutching Shane’s hips as he ground their groins together. Paige was frozen in place, feeling herself grow wet as she stared at the erotic scene before her. Her nipples hardened, almost to the point of pain.

As if sensing her in the room, Shane lifted his head, and his lust-filled gaze found hers. Tucker’s wasn’t far behind. Shane grinned at her. “Like what you see, darlin’?”

Unable to find her voice, Paige just nodded. Both men had shifted their stances, and the sweatpants they were wearing did nothing to hide their mutual arousal.

“Want to join us?”

Fuck, yeah! She wanted that more than anything right now.

She didn’t verbally answer, and she wasn’t sure if she’d given him a non-verbal response either, but his smile widened. Taking a step back, Shane gestured toward Tucker. “Come and take my place.”

Her eyes narrowed. Was he going to leave? She didn’t want him to.

Apparently reading her mind, Tucker chuckled. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, he’s not leaving. You’ll find Shane likes to watch for a bit before joining in on the action. Come here.”

When he held his hand out to her, she found her feet moving toward him. She placed her hand in his and felt a jolt of electricity. With one final glance at Shane, Paige stepped into Tucker’s embrace. His mouth descended on hers, and she was instantly transported to Heaven. His smooth lips were a combination of soft and hard. She moaned when his tongue darted out and demanded entry into her mouth. When she parted her lips, he didn’t hesitate, sweeping in to taste her. His hands caressed her back on their way down to her ass. But instead of settling over her yoga pants, he dipped his hands below the waistband, finding her bare cheeks separated only by the lacy thong she was wearing. Kneading her ass, he groaned into her mouth, then ground his pelvis against hers. His cock was firm against her abdomen, and she wanted to climb his body to get that piece of solid flesh where she needed it the most.

Paige lost track of time as Tucker devoured her. Suddenly, she felt another hard body behind her. Shane’s erection settled at the small of her back. His hand pushed her hair to one side, before his mouth latched onto her neck. He nibbled and licked his way to her ear. “You have no idea how fucking sexy it is to watch the two of you. We want you, Paige. We want you in our bed, pleasing you, fucking you, making you spiral out of control. Tell us you want that too.”

His words and hot breath sent shivers down her spine. Tucker’s mouth left hers, and he stared down at her. “It’s your choice, sweetheart. No pressure. If you want some more time, we’ll give it to you. Just know that if we can’t enjoy your body yet, we’ll be enjoying each other’s while imagining you between us.”

Paige groaned at the image that flashed in her mind. Damn, they knew the fine art of seduction and used it to their advantage. Swallowing hard, she placed one hand on Tucker’s chest and the other on Shane’s hip. “I want you . . . both. But I’ll admit, I’m nervous. I’ve never . . . with two—”

“We know, sweetheart,” Shane said, while running his hands up her flanks to the underside of her breasts. He tested their weight. “We’ll ease into this. If something scares you or you’re unsure of anything, just say so. We can’t read your mind. While we’ll be able to read most of your body language, it’s best if you come right out and tell us something’s wrong. The last thing we want to do is hurt or frighten you. Understood?”

She glanced over her shoulder, and her gaze met Shane’s. The combination of tenderness and lust she saw there threatened to unravel her. Paige knew every single one of his words had been the truth. Trusting them to take care of her, she nodded. “Yes, I understand. I promise I’ll tell you if I’m scared or unsure.”

“Good.”

Tugging on her hips, Shane coaxed Paige to take a step backward. He then bent down and swooped her up into his arms. She let out a startled squeak and clutched his shoulders. “Shane!”

“Sh, sweetheart,” he replied as he strode toward her bedroom, with Tucker following. “We don’t want to wake Ari.”

Once the three of them were behind the closed door, Shane set her on her feet again, then sat in a rocking chair that occupied one corner of the room. Volcanic heat emanated from his eyes. “Stay perfectly still, Paige. Undress her, Tuck.”

A smile spread across Tucker’s handsome face as he closed the distance between him and Paige. “Told you he likes to watch. He also likes to give orders.”

The corners of her mouth curved upward, despite her nervousness. “I can see that.”

Tucker grasped the hem of her oversized T-shirt. “I like to give a few orders too. My first one will be no more big shirts on you, darlin’. I like when I can see your curves.” He dragged the shirt up her torso and over her head before tossing it aside. “And that did nothing but hide them.” Trailing his knuckles down her chest and across one bra-covered nipple, he licked his lips. “Now this is more like it. If I had my way, you’d be walking around in nothing but lacy bras and panties all day long. Unfortunately, that’s not feasible, so I’ll have to settle for times like this.”

Swaying under his touch, Paige’s eyes fluttered shut as she grabbed Tucker’s upper arms to steady herself. Just that simple caress had her feeling lightheaded.

“Open your eyes, darlin’. I want to see all the passion inside you directed at me.”

When she forced her eyelids to lift again, she found Tucker staring down at her. He was drinking her in and everywhere his gaze wandered, her skin flushed with warmth. Reaching up, he lowered her bra straps until they were wrapped around her elbows. Instead of turning her around, Tucker moved behind her and unclasped her bra. He peeled it off her and let it drop next to her shirt, before cupping her breasts and pulling her flush against his hard chest. She could feel the thickness of his cock nudging her lower back. Lifting her hands, he placed them around his neck, which caused her back to arch and her chest to thrust forward.

“Damn, that’s a pretty sight.” Shane remained seated but shifted to adjust his erection. “Pluck those gorgeous nipples, Tuck.”

The man didn’t hesitate, rolling and tugging on the tender peaks, while Paige moaned. Her clit was throbbing, begging for attention. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to garner some friction. It was the weirdest thing—Paige had thought she’d be embarrassed having one man watch while another stripped her clothes off and did naughty, delicious things to her. But with these two men, it felt right. Yes, she was still nervous, but in the past, she’d been nervous the first time she’d had sex with any of her boyfriends. Many women were self-conscious during sex with a new partner. Things like “Do I look okay?”, “How do I sound?”, “Am I doing it wrong?” and other questions flew through their minds.

“Where’d you just go, darlin?” Tucker whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. “I must not be doing this right if your mind is wandering.”

Before she could think of an answer that wouldn’t offend him, Shane got to his feet and sauntered toward her. “She’s wondering if we’ll find her lacking in any way.” She was shocked he’d read her mind.

“Never,” Tucker responded, kissing along her shoulder, his hands kneading her breasts. “You’re incredibly beautiful, Paige. Inside and out. Let us show you.”

Shane dropped to his knees in front of Paige, hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and thong, then slid both down her legs, baring her for his viewing pleasure. “Mmm. So damn pretty. Did you know her pussy is waxed, Tuck?”

“My fingers knew, but I haven’t seen it yet. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to stop myself if I did.” His hands roamed downward as Shane helped Paige step out of her clothing. Tucker squeezed her ass cheeks. Her stomach quivered when Shane ran his tongue along the crease of her hip.

Paige began to pant as they touched her everywhere with their mouths and hands, causing goose bumps to pop up all over. “Oh, God! You—you two are overly dressed.”

Lifting his head, Shane smirked at her. “That we are. Turn around and undress Tuck, while I nibble on your delectable ass.”

Heated desire flashed through her, and her wet pussy clenched with need. Pivoting, she gave Shane her back, before her hands dipped under Tucker’s T-shirt. His intense stare had her heart pounding against her ribs. He swallowed hard and his nostrils flared as she removed his shirt. Tossing it to the floor to join her own clothing, she focused her attention on his sweatpants. Pulling the string, she loosened the waistband, then shoved the garment downward. In the meantime, Shane was still on his knees behind her, doing what he’d said he was going to do—nibbling on her ass. His hand snaked between her legs, and his fingers teased her swollen pussy lips, sending shockwaves through her entire body.

Once Tucker was as naked as Paige, he grasped her hair, drew her to him, and fused his mouth to hers. Their tongues dueled as Shane’s fingers eased into her core. Bending her knees, slightly, she swayed her hips, trying to get him further inside her. She explored Tucker’s hard chest and sculpted abs with her hands. He was taking her breath away, and she gladly gave it to him. The two men’s combined assault on her senses caused all thoughts, other than how good they were making her feel, to flee from her mind.