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“I never thought I’d be so happy to see the inside of a safe house,” Hanna said, kicking off her shoes at the front door to the cabin. “Though it is a nice safe house. You guys have good taste.”

“It’s Nicco’s European sensibilities,” Ash teased, dropping their hospital go-bags at the door.

“It’s your home now,” Nicco said, stepping up behind Hanna. “Maybe we can rebuild your old place, or buy a new place, or whatever you want to do. But this is your home for as long as you want it.”

She turned in Nicco’s arms and reached her hand out for Ash. The three of them together again, the way it was meant to be. “I have my home,” she said quietly. “It’s wherever you both are.”

“Told you she loves us, Nic,” Ash said, biting along Nicco’s earlobe.

“Well, we are lovable,” Nicco said, his tone lighter than Hanna had heard it in so very long. They had told her, holding hands one quiet night in the hospital, that Nicco had made the call, and she and Ash had promised to be at his side every step of the way. Because it hadn’t been just a call. It had been a promise. That he was going to try.

And that was all that any of them could hope for.

“You are,” Hanna whispered back. “Very lovable.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” Ash said, kissing along Nicco’s throat. “And I’m feeling like I want to show you both just how much I love you.”

“How are your ribs, Leone?” Nicco murmured into Hanna’s ear.

“What ribs?” Hanna asked. “Royal cleared me for sex, by the way. He was very strict that I had to stretch before and after…”

“Well, then let’s stretch you out,” Ash teased.

Kissing and biting, they made their way back to the bedroom. Time had passed since they’d last shared the bed, and the full moon no longer lit up the room, but the small lights glowed golden and bright and warm.

“What was it you said last time?” Hanna asked. “That I needed a distraction.”

“Maybe it was because you were distracting the living hell out of me,” Nicco replied, tugging her shirt over her head. “All I could think about was that kiss at the gala.”

Hanna bit his lip. “Hmm, and not one thought spared for jerking Ash off in the shower.”

“We didn’t jerk each other off.” Ash ran a line of kisses along Hanna’s back. “We jerked off next to each other. Totally different.”

Hanna grinned. “Show me.”

Her men, never ones to back down from a challenge, had their riding pants on the ground and their boots halfway across the room before she finished her sentence.

“See this,” Ash teased, “is us jerking off next to each other…”

Hanna watched, mesmerized by the way their hands each stroked already swollen cocks. Ash was fast and rough in his movements and Nicco slow and languid, each of them instilling their very souls in the way they wrung pleasure from flesh.

“And this,” Nicco muttered, pulling Ash close and reaching for his hardness, “is jerking each other off.”

Ash let his head drop to Nic’s shoulders. “That’s right, Angel. You feel so good. Show her how good you are for me.”

“So good,” Hanna repeated. “So fucking pretty when you touch each other like that.”

She pushed her own jeans and panties down and flung them somewhere across the room, not caring where they landed. When Ash and Nicco both reached for her, she let herself be pulled into the erotic pleasure of it all, sliding her hands over theirs, stroking their cocks together in a moment of connection that had first Ash pulling her in for a searing kiss then Nicco.

Hanna dipped her head, nipping at Nicco’s rings, loving the harsh hiss it stole from his throat and the way his head fell back in pleasure. When it came to her men, Hanna loved giving the pleasure as much as she loved receiving it. Everything with them was wicked and indulgent and intense, but it was also true and real and lasting, and even in the most depraved moments they shared, she always felt safe and sure.

Hanna leaned forward and bit Nic’s earlobe. “What do you think, Angel? Should we crawl for him?”

Nicco grinned. “Dangerous, Leone,” he muttered. “Do you think he’d survive?”

“I am standing right here,” Ash said on a laugh. “You two are fucking lethal together.”

Hanna dropped to her knees first then Nicco kneeled next to her, and fuck if that wasn’t the hottest thing she’d even seen in her goddamned life. “Please…Daddy?”