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what else could she say?
    “That, too.” Ronan smiled and kissed her temple.
    Her heart just about stopped. She missed seeing him happy. That was the Ronan she loved.
    “I don’t understand what changed.” She draped one arm around each man. “Why now?”
    “I needed to hear from Steve that he felt the same way about you as I do.” Ronan brushed her hair from her neck and nipped at her throat. “I needed him to say he loved me with or without you.”
    “I do,” Steve murmured in her other ear.
    “But we both love you. When Steve said we weren’t the same without you around, I understood. I regretted leaving you and doing so because I never felt what we had was finished. There was more than just a spark between us. With you both in my arms, the spark is a gigantic flame. I know this is crazy, but I’d like us to give this threesome a shot.”
    Good thing they were standing. Her wobbly legs wouldn’t hold her up much longer. “But what about the wedding?”
    “What about it?” Steve kissed her bare shoulder. “It’s a matter of how big the wedding party will be—two or three. I love you, Tris. I have since we dated. I love Ronan, too.”
    Ronan slipped the sheet from her body and eased his fingers across her belly. “I’m head over heels for Steve and I want to explore the depths of my feelings for you.”
    “You’re both crazy.” She moaned. “Very crazy.”
    “About you,” Steve said. He sat on the bed and nuzzled her breast. “The horses, the ranch…it’s all not the same without you. We need you. I need you.”
    “I need you, too,” Ronan said and turned her around. He sat beside Steve and rubbed his cheek on her other breast. “And right now, we want to make love to you.”
    She knew exactly how she ended up in the middle, but she never expected her wildest dreams to come true twice in one night. Ronan snaked one hand between her thighs. He brushed his thumb across her clit.
    “Oh my.” She bucked into his touch.
    “Like that?” Ronan nibbled on her earlobe. He trailed two fingers over her cunt lips. “Want more?”
    “I do.”
    “Good.” Ronan speared his index finger into her pussy and twisted his hand.
    “You smell so good.” Steve flicked his tongue against her nipple, churning her senses. “I want to be inside you. Worshipping you.”
    Ronan pressed his face to her neck and mumbled something she didn’t understand. He moved his hand to her hip and eased her onto his lap. His cock throbbed between her ass cheeks.
    “Take me there.” She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Please?”
    “And I get your sweet pussy?” Steve parted her legs across Ronan’s lap. He kissed the other side of her neck and massaged the heel of his hand along her clit, matching what Ronan had done before. Once again she bucked. She swallowed a giggle. Her men. A woman could only be so lucky to have two strapping cowboys wanting to please her.
    “Yes.” Her voice sounded husky in her ears. Needy.
    “Mine,” Steve whispered. He stretched out on the bed, his cock jutting toward the ceiling. “Come here.” He didn’t give her a chance to move. Instead, he placed her on his thighs. Instinct took hold and she scooted forward. Trista rubbed her juices on his dick then eased him into her cunt.
    The fullness of having him inside her overwhelmed her. She writhed on his lap. Heat in her belly fanned out through her body. Moans ripped from her throat. Something deep inside her uncoiled. Her breasts ached and she longed for all four calloused hands on her.
    “Steve,” she panted. Any other words escaped her. She dug her nails into his shoulders and leaned forward. “Ronan.”
    “Soon, beautiful,” Ronan replied.
    Behind her, something rattled and clunked.
    Trista stared deep into Steve’s eyes. He didn’t say a word, but his presence calmed her. He rubbed circles on her hips with his thumbs. She undulated on his cock, loving the feel of him claiming her.
    “Ours.” Ronan’s voice pierced