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Marcus already sat in the driver’s seat and cranked the engine as soon as he spotted them.

Devi shook her head when Jace opened the passenger door and grabbed his hand instead. Within seconds, she straddled him in the backseat. He was laughing, but sobered when she fastened her mouth on his and released her pent-up need into the kiss.

His tongue came out to duel with hers and he slid a hand into her hair, tilted her face to the side and held her still for his taking. She followed him when he tried to disengage and nipped at his full lower lip.

“Drive,” Jace growled, the sound muffled by her mouth.

Distantly, she heard the rumble of the motor and the vibration of the car as they drove, but all she could think about was the hard cock between her legs and Jace’s strong arms wrapped around her as he kissed her out of her socks. If she had been wearing socks, that is. Which thank God she wasn’t, because it would just be one more thing to get out of.

Jace’s hand rasped the skin of her thigh as he drew her skirt up. He paused and drew back when he reached the barrier of her panties. “Don’t start with me,” she snapped when he opened his mouth. “There was no way I was going to try on clothes without panties. Your rules can’t always work.”

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A slow smile curled his lips. “Our rules always work. But I guess you’ve been punished enough.” With a quick tug the panties disintegrated and he tossed them to the floor of the car.

And another one bites the dust,
Devi thought with an inward sigh. Hadn’t these guys ever heard of stepping out of underwear?

All thoughts of panties flew from her mind when Jace clenched her bare buttocks in his hands and pulled her up so the distended zipper of his slacks fit right into the lips of her pussy.

The fabric seemed rougher than it should against her tender folds, and he dragged her up and down his length. Jace kept one hand on her ass and swiftly pulled at the bodice of her dress to free her breasts. He growled in frustration when he encountered her bra before he tugged that down so her breasts were offered up to him as if on a shelf.

Jace accepted the invitation and leaned in, latching on to her nipple and sucking strong. Devi reached between them to unfasten his pants, feeling desperately empty. The button and zipper were stubborn, though, and Jace made no move to help. She sobbed in frustration. “Jace, please…”

He nipped at her and then soothed with his tongue. “Please, what?”

“I-I need you.”

“Say it.” He smiled against her nipple. “And use the bad word.”

“Please…fuck me.”

Just like last time, her cursing worked like an impetus, and he let go of her to fumble in his pocket. She saw a glimpse of foil, heard his zipper, a tear, and then he was guiding her back.

“Oh…God.” Her head fell back as he held her hips steady and lowered her onto the upthrust length of his cock. Once he seated himself, he stopped and she opened her eyes to see him gazing at the point where they joined, her dark curls meshing with his more wiry body hair. He moved his hips just a fraction of an inch deeper, hitting a spot they had discovered during the excesses of the previous night.

She gasped and clenched her fingers into his shoulders. “Oh, please, harder.”

He kissed her, pushing her until her back met the passenger seat behind her. With his hands brutally tight on her hips, he slammed into her again and again, going deeper each time, faster until she felt as though he was just another part of her body.

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her head. She met Marcus’s gaze and realized he had shoved his seat back until it met the backseat. “Driving?” she gasped.

“We’ve stopped.”

She caught a flash of green outside the window and spared a moment to hope Marcus had found a secluded spot. Then again, she couldn’t care less if he had parked on the side of the freeway. He leaned sideways and captured her nipple in his mouth. Each tug made her womb contract.

Marcus’s rough fingers found her hard, swollen clitoris and scraped her nipple with his teeth before he let it go. “Don’t you want to come?”

She rolled her head from side to side against the butter-soft leather against her back, the agonizing tension unbearable. “Yes!”

She felt rather than saw him nod. Jace stopped thrusting and held her clamped to his body.

One of Jace’s hands coasted down the crease of her buttocks and she tensed in confusion. He followed the line until his finger circled the rim of her anus. She pushed away from his hand, whimpering in fear, but they brought her back.

“Relax, Devi.” Marcus’s voice was so authoritative, it cut through her haze of need and confusion, and she focused on his face. “You know we won’t do anything you won’t like.” True enough. Everything they had done so far, even the dressing-room incident, had brought her nothing but pleasure. She relaxed a bit in their arms as Jace dipped his finger into the moisture of her pussy and then slid back to her ass and slowly pushed at the opening.

She jumped when just the tip of his finger popped through the opening. The sensation was unique—a slight burning, but no real pain. Actually, the fullness felt rather intriguing. Devi squirmed a bit to experience a deeper penetration but stilled when Marcus pinched her clit between his fingers.

“Feels good?” He rubbed the little nubbin with his rough finger and Jace started thrusting with shallow strokes.

“Answer him, Devi.” Jace’s tone was hard, no longer his usual mellow self.

“Yes.” She moaned.

“You like my finger up your ass?”

“Yes, more, please.” Who knew she would beg for more?

“Not now,” Jace panted. “You’ll tear.”

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She bore down on him anyway but stopped in shock when Marcus delivered a light slap to her clitoris, sending fireworks exploding across her nerve endings. She met his fierce gaze.

“Don’t disobey. We’ll give you more later.” He leaned in close, his whisper brushing over the sensitive skin of her ear. “I’ll take you to this store I know about, Devi. I’m going to buy you a butt plug. Will you wear it for me? That way you’ll be nice and ready when we finally fuck you here. We’re both going to fuck that tight little ass, and then you’re going to take us together, one of us in your ass, the other in your pussy.” His voice was dark with anticipation. “You’ll never feel anything better. Would you like that?”

To be filled from one end to the other. She couldn’t think of anything better. Jace’s thrusts had picked up speed, but Marcus kept his finger light on her clitoris. “Yes,” she moaned.

“Anything you want.”

“Good girl. Come
now
.” He pressed down hard on her clitoris and Jace shoved as deep inside of her as he had ever been. The tension inside her exploded, the walls of her pussy clamping on Jace’s cock. He groaned long and low, his shoulders tensed, and she knew he was coming as well. The knowledge set off another climax, not as intense as the one before, but no less satisfying.

She slumped against Jace. He gently pulled his finger free of her ass, and she felt rather empty. What would it be like to have both of them inside of her at the same time?

She wasn’t quite as opposed to the idea anymore.

The rumble of Jace’s chest beneath her ear roused Devi into looking up. His face was filled with mirth. “What’s so funny?”

He smiled. “I was just thinking—this is probably the best mall trip Marcus has ever experienced.”

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There
you are.”

Devi stiffened, and then made a conscious effort to relax her shoulders. Damn it, she’d hoped to have more time before she had to encounter Rana. She’d rushed straight from her bed to work, with a quick pit stop in the shower. She didn’t exactly look as unruffled and put together as she’d hoped.

Well, it couldn’t be helped now. Devi shut off the faucet of the utility sink and grabbed the towel. “Hey.”

Heels clicked on the tile. They stopped directly behind her. A pregnant pause filled the room as Devi concentrated on drying every ounce of moisture on her fingers.

Rana broke the silence. “Well? Is that all you can say to me? I’ve been dying to talk to you.”

“We talked last night.”

“Yeah, after I called you all day and threatened to come over. And you didn’t
talk
to me. A quick ‘hi’ and ‘see you tomorrow’ does not qualify as a talk.”

“I was just tired. I told you.”

A pause. “You are physically all right, right? They didn’t hurt you? Because so help me God…what did they do? I knew it. I knew you weren’t ready for this. I shouldn’t have done this.

Leena is going to kill me. Are you bruised? Are the bruises under your clothes? Let me see them.

We have to get you to the hospital. Oh no, your hair’s wet. You showered. You aren’t supposed to shower!”

Devi dropped the towel and spun around. “Holy crap, Rana. Get a hold of yourself. No one hurt me.”

Rana took a deep shuddering breath and pressed one manicured hand against her heaving chest. “Are you sure?”

“I think I’d know.”

“Are you experiencing some sort of weird victim’s guilt?”

Devi rolled her eyes. “No.”

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“So, you’re okay?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You sounded stiff yesterday. Did everything go as planned?”

“Um, sure.”

Rana scrutinized her for what felt like an eternity. Devi fought not to flinch, blush or fall to the ground in a blubbering mess of rattled emotions. She must have done a good job of pretending nonchalance, because Rana’s worry melted into a sly knowledge. “So…” she purred, and cocked a hip. “Did baby sister enjoy her one night of sin?”

Oh no, she couldn’t do this. Couldn’t even begin to explain how they hadn’t been able to end it at one night. Rana would leap right back into overprotective mode. “I, ahh…”

“What was it like?”

“Well…”

“Was it amazing?”

Rana crowded closer. The sink bit into the small of Devi’s back. Talk about a rock and a hard place. “I’d really rather not…”

“How big…?”

“Rana!” Devi sidestepped and tried to put some distance between them. “If you don’t mind, I don’t want to discuss this.”

Rana pouted. “Come on, Devi. I’ve never spoken with a girl who I knew for a fact slept with those two. Throw me a bone here. Ha! Sorry, everything’s gonna sound like an innuendo. Bone.”

Devi tried to control the involuntary twitch in her eye. She’d rather not think of the parade of other women who might have come before her through the Callahan’s revolving doors.

Yet another reason to question her judgment in getting involved in this affair.

“Do they look the exact same naked?”

Devi huffed an irritated breath. Thank God they were the only ones in the room. Rana had no shame. She would have felt as justified grilling her in front of witnesses. “I need to start cooking.

I do not want to discuss this with you. I will not discuss this with you. So you can ask questions

’til kingdom come, but I am not going to tell you a single detail about Saturday night.” Or Sunday morning. Sunday afternoon. Sunday evening. Oh, and the last time Jace had slipped his penis inside of her had been well after midnight. So add Monday morning to that list as well. No, she couldn’t tell Rana about any of those monumental experiences.

“Well, hell. Fine.”

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“Good.” Devi pulled out a covered bowl from the fridge and set it on the counter. She opened an airtight container, scooped out a bit of flour and sprinkled it on the clean cutting board.

“Devi.”

She looked up.

“It was good, right?”

Had she not known her sister so well, she would have missed the shadows of guilt and pleading in her eyes. Affection and understanding coursed through her. When would Rana understand she didn’t need to make anything up to her, that she didn’t hold the past against her?

“Yes,” she said gently. “It was exactly what I needed. Thank you so much.”

Rana let out a breath and the heretofore unnoticed tension in her body dissolved. “I did okay, then.”

“You did great. Now, a couple of people are already seated out there, so let’s get to work.”

Devi managed to keep the slight smile on her face until Rana left the room. She turned on the range and placed a cast-iron skillet on top of it. While it heated, she peeled the cover off the bowl in her arm to reveal the huge ball of dough Asha had set to soak last night. Flatbreads were a staple of every meal they served, and she loved Monday mornings, when their business was slow enough that she actually got a chance to enjoy the process of putting together each part of the meal. Today, especially, she relished the chance to pound out her misgivings.

She kneaded the ball to check its consistency before she twisted off a walnut-sized section and rolled it between her hands.

The unease churning through her could be laid to rest directly at the twins’ feet. She’d woken up alone this morning. Well, granted it had been late, almost ten, which gave her just a half an hour to get to work. She wasn’t an idiot—of course they’d had to get up early and go to work. They’d had to go home and get some clothes too.

So, intellectually, she had known she would wake up alone today. She’d needed the sleep, and it had been considerate of them to allow her that luxury. In their defense, Jace had left her a sweet note on her pillow. And another one on her bathroom counter. And a sticky taped to her cell phone to let her know he’d programmed both of their numbers into her phone.

Marcus hadn’t left her any messages.

Dough oozed between her clenched fingers, and she sighed at the waste of mangled yeast.

Devi rolled it back into a neat ball and patted it down on the flour-strewn board. With her rolling pin and a few efficient strokes, she flattened it into a circle.