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“If I wasn’t so obsessed with seeing Roman and Addie together, I’d already be on my knees with your cock down my throat.” He grabs at my shirt like he’s two seconds from tearing it off.

I drag my thumb across his bottom lip, watching his pupils blow wide. “You have no idea how much I want to ruin that mouth,” I mutter before crashing my lips against his in a kiss that’s all tongue and hunger. I pull back, grab his hand, and drag him toward the bedroom.

The second I see Addie and Roman together on the bed, I don’t just want in—I need in.

“Holy shit,” Jasper whispers, watching Addie writhe beneath Roman, her hands fisted in his hair while he lies bare, ass raised, with his arms wrapped tight around her thighs.

Neither of us speaks. We just start stripping—shirts hitting the floor, pants kicked away—until we’re both naked and fisting our cocks as Roman brings Addie to the edge over and over again.

“Roman, please… please,” she begs, her voice breaking as he kisses the inside of her thighs.

“Roman and his fucking edging,” I mutter, because I’ve been on the wrong end of that more times than I can count.

He glances up, lips glossy from our girl. “You fucking love it,” he growls, then buries his face between her legs again, tongue ruthless as he licks her apart.

Jasper crawls forward, sliding up behind Roman, bending low until his chest brushes Roman’s back. “You trust me, Captain?”

Roman’s head snaps up once again, his eyes burning as they meet Jasper’s blazing dark gaze. “You know I trust you.”

I run my fingers through Roman’s hair, watching the scene unfold before me. Addie’s sweat-slick skin and overstimulated body are about to blow, and Roman’s tongue is buried deep like he’s trying to make up for every second he’s ever spent away from her.

When I glance at Jasper, I catch him dragging his lips across Roman’s solid, tattooed back, pressing slow kisses down his spine before he lowers behind him. His hands roam over Roman’s ass, guiding his lips to follow, spreading his cheeks wide before his tongue slides between them. Roman's body tenses, and the sound that leaves him is so raw and vulnerable. It's pleasure and surrender wrapped into one deep exhale as he gives Jasper a piece of himself he’s never given anyone before.

“You good, Rome?” I check in, my hand still resting in his hair.

“Don’t let him stop,” he grits out, reaching behind him, his hand finding Jasper’s head. There’s no force, just a silent plea to keep going.

Jasper hums, smug and hungry, his mouth working faster now.

My attention shifts to the beauty writhing on the bed. Roman’s been edging her so long that she practically explodes the second I suck her nipple into my mouth.

“Breathe, beautiful,” I whisper in her ear as her body jolts with aftershocks while Roman’s tongue still lazily laps her up like he’s drunk on it.

“Zeke… get down here,” Jasper calls, and I slide in behind Roman. I run my tongue across his lower back, tasting sweat and skin before slipping between his cheeks.

Our wild boy’s been desperate to claim Roman since day one, and now with my tongue buried deep in his ass and the way he’s grinding against the bed, I’m pretty sure that day’s coming sooner than any of us thought.

He’s a top.

Undeniably.

Unapologetically.

Always in control.

But right now he’s rolling his hips like he’s chasing something he’s ready to admit he needs.

I push myself up, and Jasper’s got Roman by the jaw, kissing him while Addie watches, her fingers teasing slow circles over her nipples.

I trail kisses up Roman’s spine, savoring the flex of muscle beneath my lips, before dropping my mouth to his ear. “I wanna watch you inside our girl,” I murmur, locking eyes with Addie’s sapphire gaze. “We need to see you two together,reallytogether.”

Roman leans back against the headboard, legs spread, cock inhand, holding it steady as Addie sinks down on him. His fingers clamp around her waist the second she takes him, halting her and keeping her still. He doesn’t move, he doesn’t thrust, he just holds her there.

The connection between them is undeniable.

It’s not just sex—it’s history.

It’s love, pain, something raw and bone-deep, and watching it makes my chest ache and my dick throb in equal measure.