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of his hair.
    “I love you,” Travis whispered, never pulling his mouth from hers.
    “I love you, too,” she said with a smile. “And I’ll love you more if you’d—” Her request was cut off when Travis shifted his hips, pushing the thick head of his cock past her entrance, sliding deep in one quick thrust. “Oh, God! Yes!”
    Travis grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face down to his and crushing their mouths together while he rocked up into her, making her whimper from the sheer ecstasy that consumed her.
    Gage didn’t waste any time, either. When his lubed fingers breached her anus, she flinched but then relaxed against Travis.
    “That’s it, baby,” Gage mumbled from behind her. “Let us make you feel good.”
    And feel good she would, just as soon as they were inside her. Kylie needed more than they were giving, but she didn’t want to rush Gage.
    What felt like hours was likely only mere minutes before Gage was pushing his cock inside her, stretching her with a blaze of heat inside her ass, but then the brief spark of pain dissipated, and pleasure ignited, hot and bright.
    “More,” she pleaded on a breathless moan, unable to move now that she was pinned between them, both of them filling her.
    “Ride me, baby,” Travis encouraged.
    Kylie rocked back and forth while Travis and Gage each rested their hands on her hips. The sensation was exquisite. She was full, so incredibly full, but she never wanted it to end. It wasn’t easy to keep a steady rhythm considering the angles, but she did her best for as long as Travis allowed her.
    As was usually the case, Travis’s patience ran out as his fingers dug into her hips, stilling her movements. “Our turn,” he told her.
    Relaxing on top of him, Kylie allowed them to take over. They started out slow, a gentle rocking of their hips, but then Gage was fucking her hard, impaling her on Travis’s thick cock while he filled her ass.
    “Oh, God, yes!” she cried out, her body humming as her climax neared. Tingles ignited, intensified until she was a mass of sensation, heat blooming in her core. “Travis!” Her fingers clutched at his shoulders as she tried to push herself up, needing that extra push to send her over. “Gage! Harder, Gage!”
    Her husbands gave her what she needed, fucking her so perfectly until her body filled with warmth, that tingle in her core turned into a blazing inferno that radiated through her limbs, sending her higher and higher until…
    “Fuck!” she cried out as her orgasm crashed through her, her muscles locking.
    “Goddamn,” Travis grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “Coming!”
    Gage grunted from behind her, his body stilling, hips slamming against her ass as he came.
    Thankfully, they didn’t need her to do anything, because at that point, Kylie’s muscles were mush, her body sated and exhausted. So, she collapsed against Travis and closed her eyes, allowing them to figure out how to get her upstairs to their bed.

Chapter Four
    Two weeks later
    “WHERE’S THE TRUCK?” Travis called down from his spot on the roof.
    “On its way,” Gage hollered. “They got lost.”
    Of course they did. Travis was anxious for the material to be delivered so they could start working on the newest piece for their holiday display, a sixty-foot tower that would be erected in the center of the yard so they could hang roughly sixty-five thousand lights from it for the largest Christmas tree display in Coyote Ridge. He would’ve gone bigger if he’d had the chance, but since this was a last-minute suggestion, he’d had to settle for what he could get.
    “Is Kylie still out shopping?” he asked Gage, glancing over at him as Travis backed down the ladder.
    “For now. But we don’t have much time.”
    “Think she’ll be back before we get it set up?” Travis asked, noticing the huge flatbed truck turning down the road in front of their house.
    Gage’s eyes widened when he saw the massive steel pipes on the
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