“Say it, Ash.” Jase’s tone was more impatient, as though he needed this as much as she did.

“Yes,” she blurted. “Yes, I want you to make love to me. Both of you.”

Their fingers picked up the pace, thrusting deep and sending tiny electrical currents pulsing along her nerve endings. Just when she thought they would send her over the edge, give her the release she was desperately striving for, they stopped.

The ties on her wrists disappeared, then the blindfold.

When her eyes focused, she was lying on her back, both men on the bed with her, one on each side. Opening her eyes wide, she met Leyton’s shimmering green gaze. Before he said anything, Leyton was shifting, readjusting their positions so that he was partially sitting up against the pillows, partially lying down while she was between his legs, her back to his chest.

Then Jase was there, hovering above her, pulling her hips, adjusting her position once more so that he could…

“Oh, God,” she cried out as he filled her, his cock pushing past her body’s natural resistance until he was stretching her, while Leyton’s arms locked around her, holding her in place, keeping her between them.

“Let us love you, Ashlynn,” Jase whispered.

Her ass rested against Jase’s thighs as he knelt in front of her, her legs bent up close to her body. While Leyton kept a firm hand behind her knees, holding her open, Jase began thrusting into her, sending electrical pulses along sensitive nerve endings, driving her higher and higher. But it wasn’t only the physical act this time that had her inching closer and closer toward release. This was more; this was something else entirely.

Jase’s eyes locked with hers while Leyton’s lips pressed against her ear. “Say it, Ashlynn.”

Always the dominant one, Leyton was.

Ashlynn tried to process his words, but her brain wasn’t functioning properly. She was running on pure emotion.

“I love you,” Jase said, his thrusts slowing.

Ashlynn’s eyes opened wide as she stared back at him. Then the words she’d never said to anyone before came tumbling out of her mouth, “I love you, too. Both of you.”

Oh, fuck. What had she done? She’d broken herself wide open, given more of herself than she’d ever wanted to give to anyone.

“I love you,” Leyton whispered against her ear. “Always. Don’t panic on us, little one.” His hands tightened beneath her legs, and Jase thrust into her again.

She watched as Jase’s attention shifted, his gaze sliding down to where their bodies were joined. With his hands resting on her shins, he began thrusting forward, fucking her harder and deeper, faster, until she was pleading for more, begging him to make her come. She didn’t want him to stop, didn’t want this moment to end.

Leyton lifted her, which gave Jase a better angle, so he drove into her, pumping his hips faster, harder until she couldn’t take any more. Crushed between them, unable to move, Ashlynn let the sensations take over.

“That’s it,” Leyton urged. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”

Her muscles locked, her lungs momentarily stopped working as every molecule in her body split in two.

“Say it again,” Jase said. “Tell me you love me, Ash.”

His hands tightened on her legs, and she knew he was holding back, so she forced her eyes open and peered up at him. “I love you.”

He grunted, his hips slamming into her once more before his body stilled and he spilled himself inside her body. Turning her head, finding Leyton’s mouth with hers, she kissed him softly. “I love you.”

“I know,” he said with a soft chuckle. “I’ve always known.”

She was glad someone had, because she certainly hadn’t.

Chapter Forty-Nine

If there was ever any doubt, not anymore.

Hell does exist.

Something jolted Leyton awake. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, straining his ears so he could try and identify the noise he’d heard. Ashlynn and Jase were sound asleep beside him, neither of them moving.

Three thirty in the morning.

Pushing up onto his elbow, he peered around the darkened room. He knew he was in Ashlynn’s bed, in Ashlynn’s house, but he had no idea what the sound was that had woken him. When he didn’t hear it again, he eased back down onto the pillow, sliding his arm over Ashlynn and allowing his hand to rest on Jase’s chest. He closed his eyes, ready to drift off as the memory of how they’d professed their love for one another flickered in his mind.

And then he heard it again, this time the noise registering instantly. He was out of bed, gun in hand before the automatic gunfire ceased.

Jase was instantly awake, launching himself out of the bed, then grabbing his jeans and yanking them on while Leyton did the same. No more than half a minute passed before they were standing side by side in the hall at the top of the stairs. Jase yanked open a door and retrieved something before slamming it shut and turning back to the stairs. Leyton’s attention dropped to the automatic weapon Jase wielded in his hand.

“What the fuck was that?” Ashlynn cried out from behind them.

“Stay right there,” Leyton demanded. “Do not leave this room.”

Ashlynn, wrapped in her black silk robe, glared back at him, then pointed the business end of her AR15 semiautomatic at his head. “Fuck you, Leyton.”

Okay, point taken.

More gunfire erupted, this time shattering the windows in the front room downstairs.

“Kitchen,” Jase yelled, remaining directly in front of Ashlynn while Leyton flanked her back.

The three of them stomped down the stairs and went right to the kitchen, dropping down behind the center island. The handle from the wine refrigerator dug into Leyton’s back as he got settled, keeping his eyes on the doorway. The island offered some cover, but not enough should their guests come into the kitchen. However, they did have more visibility there, so Leyton understood Jase’s reasoning.

More gunfire, then yelling, as someone came crashing through the front door. Leyton turned his attention to the back door in time to see Teddy drop down on one knee and aim his gun at the door.

No one moved, no one spoke, leaving the room eerily silent. That didn’t last long. Jase yelled for Ashlynn to get down, and Leyton instinctively covered her with his body. More shots in rapid succession and then nothing.

Ashlynn squirmed beneath him, pushing him back. “Get off me!”

Glancing over his shoulder, Leyton saw that both Jase and Teddy had disappeared. He reluctantly rolled off Ashlynn, sitting on the floor beside her.

“Teddy?” Ashlynn called out.

“I’m here, boss,” came the response from another room.

“Where’s Leo and Derrick? Cowboy?”

“No idea,” he hollered.

“Rock and Sal?” Leyton asked.

Teddy reappeared, and Leyton saw him shrug his wide shoulders.

Before he could stop her, Ashlynn was on her feet, wielding her gun as she moved toward the front room, remaining close to the wall as she peeked around it.

Tires squealed outside, and then Rock’s heavy footsteps sounded. “All clear, boss.”

Now it was time to assess the damage.

Getting to his feet, he walked the interior of the house with Rock close at his heels, peering out the windows to ensure they were clear before going upstairs. He’d been to Ashlynn’s many times over the years, knew his way around her house probably as well as she did. He checked all the rooms before coming back down. When he saw Cowboy standing at the foot of the stairs, his eyes wide, Leyton knew something was very, very wrong.

“What is it?” he asked as he approached slowly.

“Derrick,” Cowboy grumbled. “He’s…”

Fuck! Leyton didn’t need him to finish that sentence.

Brushing past Cowboy, he ran to the front door, cutting his bare feet on the glass that covered the hardwood but not feeling the pain. He scrambled out into the night, and his breath halted in his chest as he came to an abrupt halt.