I hung up the phone with Steve just before the car pulled to the front of the house. I rushed outside to meet Isaac. Dylan strolled along next to me.

The driver walked around to the back of the stretch limo and opened the door. Isaac put one foot on the driveway and then the other. I had to fight the impulse to help him, but I knew he was stubborn and proud. He wouldn’t want my help.

“Glad you’re home, man.” Dylan grabbed his bag from him.

“Glad to be out of that damn hospital, brother.” Isaac slapped him on the back.

“Can we please go inside so I can kiss you?” I leaned toward his ear to whisper.

“Hell yeah.” He walked gingerly. I was surprised there were no crutches, but his doctors said he could use them when he felt it was necessary. I knew that meant never.

“I’ll take this upstairs,” Dylan reported, leaving us alone for a minute in the foyer.

I slipped the engagement ring off my finger and deposited it in the bowl by the front door. It was a new habit I had. When I walked through this door I was theirs.

I wrapped my hands around his neck. “Don’t you think you should sit?” I asked.

“And miss my homecoming kiss?”

His mouth landed on mine and I was instantly lost in the heat of his tongue. It twined, lashing in my mouth. I tasted the mint on his lips and tugged against his neck, sinking into the kiss.

“I missed you,” I whispered.

“Not as much as I did.”

“Come on. Let’s get your leg elevated.” I threaded my fingers through his and led him to the living room.

“It’s fine. Really. Normal activity.”

I shook my head. “Let me take care of you.”

He exhaled as I pushed him to the couch. I had so much to tell him. So much to tell both of them. I didn’t know where to begin. For now, I wanted to live in this moment when Isaac was home.

“That’s not how this works, baby.” He grinned. “It’s my job to take care of you.”

I felt the little flutter in my core. If only it were that easy.

“But I have a surprise for you.” I smiled.

I heard Dylan’s footsteps coming down the hall. “I want in on the surprise.”

I looked between them. My heart melted. My insides shook. It had been so long since we had been together. Since I had loved them together. I changed my mind on the surprise. Big conversations and serious talks could wait a little longer.

“I don’t think you should climb the stairs.” I twisted my lip under my teeth. “Why don’t I meet you two in the guest room?”

“I can climb stairs,” Isaac countered. “It was laser surgery.”

“Yes, but you had three,” I argued.

“I’d like to have a damn three-way, so stop giving me a hard time, baby.”

I giggled. “I’ll meet you in the guestroom in two minutes.”

I ran out of the room and up the stairs. I dug through the back of my closet looking for the naughty nurse lingerie I bought.

I found the black bag and held it up in triumphant. I quickly peeled my suit off and slipped into the sheer number, adding the white coat that barely covered my ass. I liked that there were layers. One surprise after another. I fastened the hat, pinning it above my ears. I threaded the stockings over my thighs and clipped them with the garters. I felt sexy.

I tiptoed down the stairs and slinked along the back wing of the house where the guest room was tucked away. I lost my breath when I walked in the room.

They were lying on the bed. Arms folded behind their heads with their cocks throbbing and bulging in the air.

I froze. I wanted to look at their strong athletic bodies. Take them in this way.

“Damn it, Vanessa,” Isaac growled. I saw him take his cock in his hand and fist it. “Are you trying to make me come before we fuck?”

I walked toward the bed. I crawled between them.

“So fucking dirty and sexy,” Dylan whispered.

“You like it?” I tugged at the buttons on the white jacket. The top one popped off and exposed the sheer fabric underneath. My nipples strained against it. Things were suddenly tighter on my breasts.

Isaac slid the sleeves of the coat off, revealing the sheer lingerie underneath. The garter was cut so that everything between my legs was exposed.

“Fuck.” He looked at me.

I was hungry for him. Anxious for both of them. There was nothing I loved more than being in bed with them. Having their arms and legs wrapped around me. Their cocks buried deep inside me while they kissed and lavished me with dirty words. Dirty promises that made all my fantasies come true. I needed those now. I needed this to bring us back together. I needed this to make me forget everything else outside the bedroom door.

Dylan was behind me, kissing my neck. His hands played with my nipples through the fabric. They were so sensitive and tender. I leaned forward, taking Isaac’s cock in my hand. I had missed it. I licked my lips as I lowered my mouth.

“Fuck, baby.” He thrust upward as I sucked him to my throat. I moaned with satisfaction. I loved how he tasted.

“Damn, I missed watching you do that.” Dylan kissed my shoulder. “You give the best blow jobs.”

I loved the encouragement. I loved their reactions to my body. Dylan’s hands slid along my thighs.

“Keep fucking her mouth, man. Shit.” Dylan pried my legs wider as my head bobbed up and down, working his cock like crazy. “This tight little ass is mine today, isn’t it?”

I wiggled backward as my answer. But I had to have them both. I needed it. I looked in Issac’s eyes.

He lifted my chin, sliding his shaft from my lips.

“Fuck me, baby.”

Oh yes. This was my favorite place to be. I straddled him, sinking the wet walls of my pussy over Isaac’s cock. I clenched and ground into him as he hissed and groaned.

Dylan was behind me, nudging against my asshole. I relaxed the tight muscles as he rubbed lube into me. And with a howl he slammed into me.

I screamed their names. First one then the other. Over and over as they pumped into me. This was my bliss. My heaven. The place where art streaked across my vision. I was lost in the purity of our skin melting into each other.

My ass stretched as Dylan claimed it mercilessly riding me, fucking me like crazy. I was on the edge faster than I had ever been. I wanted it to last a little longer, but Isaac reached forward, strumming my clit and I wasn’t strong enough to resist. My inner sex panther broke loose, clawing her way out. I screamed and bucked as the orgasm tore through me. I soared as Isaac’s cock drove into me.

“Yes, yes! Isaac. Dylan. Fuck me. So much harder.” I grabbed at Isaac’s chest as the tears started to rain from my eyes. The climax curled my toes and lit my skin on fire.

“I love you,” I whimpered. “I love you so damn much.”

“I love you too, baby,” Isaac groaned as he pushed his final thrust upward and his release claimed me.

“Oh fuck, Vanessa. I love you. Fuck. I love you.” Dylan’s fingers dug into my waist as he exploded inside me.

“Oh shit,” I whispered, collapsing on top of Isaac with Dylan still inside me.

“That was incredible.” Isaac kissed my head.

I nodded. “Don’t ever leave again.”

“I won’t, baby. I swear.”

Dylan was slow to pull out from me. He kissed my lower back and fell backward on the bed. “Fucking insane. When did you become a sex panther?”

I giggled. “You know I was thinking my spirit animal was a sex panther.”

He laughed loudly. “It fits you.”

I wanted to stay here all day like this. But we had a team to save, and it was time I started breaking the news.