“As for what the Colters said, they only voiced their unconditional support for you. They’re concerned for your safety, and they threatened to kick mine and Liam’s asses if we ever hurt you.”

Warmth traveled through her chest, squeezing her heart.

“We’re going out to their parents’ tomorrow morning first thing,” Liam said.

He angled in the front seat so he could see her where she sat in the back.

“Seth’s doing some checking for us, and we’re going to meet so that in essence as a family we can put our heads together and come up with the best plan of attack.”

Lauren blew out her breath. “Okay.”

Noah glanced in the rearview mirror and met her gaze. “You going to be all right with it?”

She nodded. “It’s me who has the problem. I do them a great disservice by thinking they’ll be disappointed in me. The truth is I’m disappointed in myself, and so I’m projecting that viewpoint on everyone else. They’ve been nothing but wonderful to me.”

A moment later, Noah pulled onto the side street of her building and then into the small parking lot in the back that was mostly used for the clinic. At the end, there was a designated spot for her use, but most of the time, if the clinic got busy, someone always took it anyway.

Liam opened her door, helped her out and immediately pulled her into his side, wrapping his arm protectively around her as they walked around to the side facing the street. They mounted the steps, Noah following closely behind and Liam waiting as she unlocked the door.

She flipped the wall switch, flooding the living room with light. Liam left her long enough to turn on the lamp in the corner and then he returned, turning the main light back off again.

“I like it better this way,” he murmured as he pulled her into his arms.

His mouth found hers in what was at first a tender kiss. But he grew more forceful, more demanding, taking her breath as he deepened the kiss.

He cupped her jaw in his hands as he stared intently down at her.

“Tonight, you tell us how you want it, Lauren. We’ll only do what you want. How you want. Show us.”

It required a lot of courage to be so bold. She was suddenly shy and self-conscious. Images flashed through her mind, tempting, tantalizing her. Was it possible? Was any of it possible?

Noah came up behind her, his hands closing over her shoulders. He leaned in to kiss her neck, moving her hair out of the way as his lips nuzzled her skin.

“This is what I want,” she whispered. “Both of you. Touching me. At the same time.” She turned into Noah, the warmth of his body wrapping around her slow and sensual. “I want you inside me.”

He let out a low groan. “I want to be there, honey. More than you can possibly know.”

Liam maneuvered her toward the bedroom. She was reaching for the fly of her jeans, when the three of them crowded in. Before courage deserted her, before she could overthink this, she began undressing, determined to take an active part in their lovemaking.

She pushed down her pants, and when she stood again, Noah was there, his hands sliding underneath her shirt, his palms warm and erotic on her skin.

Emboldened by desire flooding her veins, she began to undo his pants. One particular fantasy had taken hold, and she wanted it to come true. They’d given her the power. All she had to do was speak up.

Her movements were clumsy, not at all practiced. It frustrated her that she couldn’t be elegantly smooth and composed.

As she struggled with Noah’s pants, her frustration got the best of her.

“I feel like such a damn amateur,” she muttered.

Noah captured her wrists and pulled her abruptly against him, his eyes fiery.

“I like that you want me so much that your hands shake. Honey, I don’t give a damn how much finesse it’s done with. All I care is that the end result is me and you naked.”

She smiled. “Then would you please get the rest of your clothing off?”

“Happy to accommodate,” Noah growled.

She turned to Liam and held up her arms. Needing no further encouragement, he pulled her shirt over her head and then immediately turned her so he could unfasten her bra.

Left in only her panties, she took a quick peek at Noah, who was down to his underwear, and then she glanced back at Liam, who was still fully dressed.

“This won’t do at all,” she murmured in a husky, seductive tone she didn’t recognize.

“We can’t have that,” Liam said. “We can’t have you not pleased. By all means, tell me how you want me, baby.”

“Naked,” she said bluntly. “I want to feel you. Touch you. Kiss you. Taste you.”

It was a heady sensation to be so bold and seductive. She loved the reaction in Liam’s eyes. Loved the way he began stripping away his clothing with no finesse or patience.

He yanked down his jeans along with his underwear, freeing his cock from constriction. It bobbed free, long and already hard.

It was instinctive to drop to her knees in front of him, her hands circling his length. He moaned and slid his hand roughly through her hair, fisting the strands in his fingers.

Even as she lowered her mouth, she reached for Noah, wanting him close. He stepped forward so that she could grasp him in her free hand. Her fingers curled around the thick erection, and she rolled upward and then back down again, satisfied when he hardened even further in her hold.

She licked around the broad tip of Liam’s dick and then turned her head to give Noah equal treatment. She teased him a moment, bestowing tiny licks and kisses before taking him deep inside her mouth.

He let out a strangled sound and his hands joined Liam’s in her hair. She let her mouth slide back again, until the head popped free of her lips, and then she turned to Liam and sucked him in just as deeply.

“Goddamn,” Liam bit out.

She smiled and pulled away, turning back to Noah as she rose. He reached out to help her, grasping her arms for support. She put both hands on his chest and pushed back until he came in contact with the bed.

“Condom?” she whispered.

“In my pocket,” he said hoarsely.

She reached down to fumble with his pants and then retrieved one of the packets. Before returning, she hastily shoved her panties down, kicking them away when they tangled at her feet.

“Lie back,” she directed, when she returned to Noah.

He settled back on the bed, his legs hanging over the edge, feet planted on the floor. She rolled the condom carefully down his length, and then she motioned for Liam.

“I want you here, beside Noah,” she said. “You’ll have to get up on the bed so you’ll reach my mouth.”

Lust flared in Liam’s eyes. He didn’t need to be told anything further. He obviously got where she was going with this.

She’d honestly never been on top before. Joel would have never allowed it, and the very few sexual partners she’d had before Joel had been more of a quick, awkward experience. But she was determined to rock Noah’s—and Liam’s—world tonight. They’d certainly rocked hers the night before.

She eased on top of Noah, straddling his muscular thighs. He reached for her waist, helping her as she positioned herself over him.

“Make sure you’re ready, honey,” Noah said. “I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll be deep this way.”

She wanted him inside her so badly that it was a physical ache.

Curling her hand around his latex-encased erection, she dug her knees into the mattress on either side of his hips and carefully positioned him at her opening.

They both gasped at the first touch.

She let go of his cock so she could brace her palms on his firm, flat belly, and she slowly began to lower herself, taking more and more of him inside her.

Noah’s hands flew to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. His eyes were closed, head thrown back, and his expression was one of intense pleasure.

That look fascinated her. She was glued to his every reaction. She loved that she had this kind of power over him. He wanted her. He desired her. There was no disputing that.

He was thick inside her. It was different taking him this way than when Liam had pushed inside her the night before. Noah was right. He was deeper this way. He just felt bigger.

She hesitated, a little worried that he was too big.

“Liam, help her,” Noah rasped out. “She needs to be wetter to take me. She wasn’t ready.”

The bed dipped, taking Liam’s weight. And then he was pressed against her upper body, his lips finding hers. But then his mouth slid downward to her breasts, and as he took one rigid peak between his lips, his hand slid down her belly, between her and Noah, his fingers finding her clit.

It was a shock to her senses. The two men were in a precariously intimate position. Liam’s fingers were right there! His hand had to be touching Noah in order to touch her the way he was.

Her gaze flew to Noah, to see his reaction, but his eyes were hooded and focused solely on her. It was as if he wasn’t even aware of the proximity of Liam’s hand to his own body. He only seemed concerned about her. Her pleasure.

Her physical reaction to the sheer eroticism of being astride one man while another pleasured her in other ways was explosive. It was suddenly a lot easier to move around Noah’s rigid cock. She’d gotten wetter, but she didn’t want Liam to move his hand away, so she held herself upward, still not fully taking Noah as deeply as she could.

She loved having Liam at her breasts, his fingers between her and Noah. It somehow fit. It just came together for her. That they’d be comfortable enough in their own sexuality to focus only on her pleasure, without worry that they were somehow making contact, touched her deeply.