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with his tongue as I watched. He was right. Watching her kiss Arin while my cock pounded inside her made me hotter.
I picked up the pace as her moans kept getting cut off by Arin’s mouth. He snaked his hand between us, sliding it down her body until he could play with her clit. Her moans became louder as his mouth moved to pepper kisses all over her neck and face.
We worked together to bring her to climax before I exploded within her.
The minute I pulled out, Arin snatched her from my arms, carrying her over to the bed. “Now, it’s my turn.”
She nodded, but her gaze drifted to me as if asking if this was okay. I gave her a big smile and joined her on the bed.
“Tabby, we only want to bring you pleasure. You’re in control of all of us. So if you want it, want us, then we won’t stand in your way.” I kissed her nose before settling in at her side to play with her breasts as Arin slid home.
Arin must have been as worked up as I’d been, because he didn’t last long. But he lasted long enough to bring her to climax again before he collapsed onto the bed on her other side.
She yawned and stretched between us. “Thank you. You both were amazing.”
“We’re only amazing because you make us so.” She turned her head and smiled at me, but I could see the fatigue in her eyes. “Why don’t you go to sleep. Get some rest. We can talk about what happened between us tomorrow.”
I gave her a kiss on the lips and then rolled her over to face Arin. I snuggled up against her back with my arm around her waist and the other under her head. And before she finished giving Arin a good night kiss, I drifted off.

16
Tabitha
Sweat dripped from my naked body, and an urgent pressure on my bladder had me scrambling from the bed. The two men that surrounded me stirred but drifted back to sleep without rousing—much to my relief.
I crossed the room that the men shared, heading toward my own. When they’d brought me to the hotel earlier the day before, I’d been surprised to see not only my new clothing and supplies, but also some of my possessions from my dorm room. They’d taken the time to make the rooms look like we’d been staying in them for longer than we had. But it had been my personal items that melted my heart from their kindness and care.
And it wasn’t all they’d done. The suite came with a full kitchen which they’d stocked with all the food and drinks we’d need for a few days. All of it to make our lives easier as we worked the case.
As I washed my hands after taking care of my bodily needs, I discovered smeared makeup all over my face. How could I have forgotten to take off my stage paint?
My skin pinked up as I remembered why I didn’t clean my face after arriving back at the hotel.
Two men.
I’d slept with two of my teammates.
I didn’t know if I should be horrified or angry or pleased with myself for stepping out of my shell and doing something that my fellow FUCKN’A females students all said they’d jump at the chance to do. Probably the latter, but there was some merit in the first two as well. Sleeping with your partner while on a mission was fraught with danger. And while FUC didn’t have a specific prohibition against it, I knew that many human organizations did.
But at this moment I couldn’t care. Happiness at the way they treated me, the way they put me first and ensured that I was okay with them both, filled me. The only niggling worry that hindered my total satisfaction with what had happened was Kasim. From what he’d said earlier, I didn’t think he’d be upset that I slept with his teammates, his brother. But I worried he’d be upset that I hadn’t waited for him to come home. That I’d done so without him being here.
I splashed some warm water over my face before grabbing some of the makeup remover foam cleanser from the open glass shelf below the mirror. There was nothing I could do about what I’d done. All I could do was move on and talk to Kasim as soon as I could. In the meantime, I could clean up the mess that was my face.
Thankfully, the cleanser that we’d purchased at the recommendation of the sales lady turned out to be the best choice. It might have been expensive, but it worked, leaving my face feeling clean and fresh instead of dried out.
As I left the washroom, my stomach growled. Between not eating before the club for fear that I’d throw it all up, the exercise from dancing, and then the sex, I was famished. Our suite came with a stocked kitchenette, something Kasim had insisted on since he was a bottomless pit with his metabolism and since he would be working odd hours, which meant he wouldn’t always be around to eat with us.
Not wanting to wander around the suite naked, I picked up Bae’s discarded dress shirt, but the shoulders were far too broad for me. Discarding it onto the chair instead of the floor, I picked up Arin’s dress shirt and hoped it would fit better than Bae’s. It was still large on me, hanging almost to my knees, and I needed to roll up the sleeves to see my hands, but when I did up most of the buttons, the opening only slid off one shoulder. It would do for now.
After a perusal of the suite to see if Kasim had returned—he hadn’t—I searched through the cupboards, but nothing appealed. But once I opened the fridge, my mouth watered. Two giant steaks sat ready to be grilled, along with a few potatoes already wrapped in foil. I grabbed