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“You’re killing me here,” he whispers, stripping his clothes.

She smiles, tackling him before he’s fully on the bed. His laugh turns to a strangled moan when she slides down on his length. His head drops back, and his hands shoot to her waist.

“Such a good boy,” she murmurs in his ear.

We are the praise fiends out of the three of us. She likes it, but we will do nearly anything for her praise. Hell, I haven’t found anything I wouldn’t do for her.

I roll the condom down my cock and press in behind her. She groans, pushing back.

CHAPTER 40

CAM

It’s crazy how I still have to follow Jay’s lead sometimes when it comes to Indy. But I also think he can’t tell her no. I want her. I always want her. But I don’t want to hurt her. Dr. Reese did say to indulge her, and she’s been doing all of the right things, working really hard, and she’s ready to heal now. All I can do is hope that doesn’t change things with us.

I’m scared.

I’ve never been scared like this before, but I’m so afraid things will change. I’m terrified this—everything we are—was all a trauma response for her, and as she heals, she’ll start to pull away from this. Us. But while that fear holds steady, she needs to heal, even if it costs me everything. This isn’t about me.

“Cam?” My eyes find hers, then Jay’s behind her. “Where are you?”

“Oh, uh, shit.” They chuckle, causing simultaneous groans. I thrust into her. “Right here, baby girl. I’m right here with you.” Jay and I share thrusts, finding the natural rhythm we’ve perfected.

Indy mewls then whimpers. Jay’s hand snakes around to her tits, pinching her nipples. He’s careful not to touch her new cuts that are still red and tender. She tenses and unleashes her perfect moans, coming around our cocks.

“Switch with me, Cam,” Jay groans.

I thrust faster. “You want to feel her perfect pussy wrapped around your cock, Jay?”

“Yes. Switch with me,” he pleads. I don’t stop fucking her. He whimpers then huffs, narrowing his eyes at me. He pulls out, tosses his condom, and picks her up off me, setting her down on his cock. He groans in relief, pulling her down, kissing her.

My laugh echoes through our room. He’ll get what he wants, because like me, he’ll take it if he’s denied. The only person here who can stop it is her. But that whimper does me in every time. He doesn’t whimper unless he’s really into it. And when he does it, I’ll give him anything.

I press in behind her. I don’t bother with a condom. I won’t last long enough to switch again. She pushes back and moans. I reach between them, circling her clit, brushing Jay’s cock with my fingertips. Indy’s body locks between us. “Come for us again, baby girl.”

She does, exploding around us.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, sweet girl,” Jay croons.

Indy’s moan echoes between us while her body pulses around us. I groan, then Jay does. And for the first time, we come together. Indy belts out a moan, putting us in another of her vise-grip chokeholds.

“You’ve never done that before. It was so intense. Oh god.” She pants heavily, lying down on Jay’s chest. “Thank you,” she whispers.

“You never have to thank us for giving you what you need.”

“But I know neither of you wanted to.”

The simple statement makes us both laugh. “We always want to,” I admit.

She sighs. “You know what I mean.”

“We just want to make sure we’re doing the best thing for you, Indy,” Jay murmurs.

“Hey, Indy?” I ask. She turns her head on Jay’s chest in response. “Where’s your ring?”

Her brows furrow in thought for a moment. “Oh, I don’t know. It wasn’t in the bag with the rest of them.”

Jay’s face drops.