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Not technically, but I m one on the inside. Move in permanently
with us. We need you here with us. His voice and eyes pleaded for
her to give in.
You know I can t do that. What would your family think of me?
I would look like some homeless, desperate woman who couldn t take
care of herself. Is that the kind of woman your mother would want for
her sons? Her nerves tingled in agitation.
My family won t think anything about it. They know we are
together. You are the reason they are all coming. Frustration slashed
across his face.
Branda felt tears in her eyes. I don t think you understand. First
impressions are important. I can t have your family think poorly of
me. You two mean too much to me. Please don t make this any harder
for me than it already is. I ve made up my mind. I refuse to look
poorly in front of your family.
Seeing and feeling her distress, he gave in, All right. We ll
respect your wishes. Troy is going to have a conniption when he finds
out.
A low, concerned voice came from behind them. Troy s going to
have a conniption about what?
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Trey and Branda turned to see Troy standing in the doorway, a
few shopping bags in his hands. He d gone to get a few things Branda
needed for tonight. His return timing was bad for her. Why couldn t
he come in five minutes from now?
I won t be having anymore sleepovers with you two until your
family goes back home, Branda said with conviction.
As he dropped the bags on the table, a scowl darkened Troy s
features. The hell you aren t. You belong wherever we are. End of
discussion. Spreading his arms out, he added, See? No conniption.
Eyeing Trey, he changed topics. I thought you were going to check
on the store. We have a large shipment coming in today.
Jaw dropped, she felt angry fire race through her.
Jaw snapped shut, the fire was smoking hot now.
Branda moved between the two men. Hands on hips, she looked
angrily up at Troy. Look here, mister. You don t own me. Do I look
like your wife? Raising her left hand, she wiggled her ring finger. I
don t see a ring. So that means you can t tell me what to do, not that
I d let you anyway. You don t get to come in here, give out orders,
then tell me the discussion is over. For your information, the
discussion was over before Your Highness ever walked into the
room.
Hungry green eyes raked her flushed face then ran down her curvy
body. You are wrong, my little angel. I do own you. A blessing has
put us together. You will be mine forever.
A gasp hitched in her throat. If you re trying to piss me off,
you re doing an excellent job. Don t think for a minute that I m
staying here with your family visiting. If I decide to stay with you
forever, I need your family to like me. First impressions are
important. I will not have them thinking I m a loose woman who
moves in with every man that will have sex with her. Chubby people
are not that desperate for attention, trust me.
Troy s eyes revealed his arousal. First off there is no if you stay
forever. You belong to us. Of course you ll stay forever. Second, our
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family already knows all about you. They know you are a good
person. So your first impression is not necessary because it has
already happened. They know all about you. Let s go pack your stuff
and bring it over here. We need to make this final. This is where you
belong.
Anger had her eyebrows snapping together. Holding up two
fingers, Branda snarled, Second time around. You cannot tell me
what to do. I m not some drooling, mindless bunny that s fallen for
your handsome face. I have a mind of my own, and I ve made it up.
I m not moving in with you two. Not now and not ever if you don t
stop treating me like a mindless twit.
You are no mindless twit, but you do belong to us. Deep down
you know it. The rough timbre to Troy s voice and his flared nostrils
proved his arousal was growing.
Taking a step back, she bumped into Trey. He put his arms around
Branda and fondled her breasts.
She twisted in his grip and tried to push him away. Stop it, Trey.
I m serious. I m extremely pissed at Troy.
Voice low with lust, Troy cajoled, Ah, come on, darling, let s
kiss and make up. You are so smokin hot when you get mad. I m so
hard for you. What do you say? Are we going to kiss and make up?
The rough purr of his voice assuaged some of her anger, but not
all of it. Trey had stopped fondling her breasts, but he still held her,
his strong hands sparking small fires in her taut nipples.
No.
Don t be like that, darling. You got me all hot and now you don t
want to help me out? Troy took a step closer.
Standing her ground, she looked up just in time to see him pass a
look at Trey. What? What was that look you just sent Trey?
Troy s passion-filled gaze swept over her body lovingly.
He stepped closer.
She stiffened. She couldn t let them see their lust was starting to
rub off on her.
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Troy bent and covered her lips with his. He cradled her face
gently as he devoured her mouth.
She twisted and moved to push him away.
Trey brushed a light kiss at the base of her neck as he pulled her
hands back behind her and locked them at the small of her back with
one of his own.
She tried not to like it. She wanted to stay mad. When Trey started
kissing her ear and Troy deepened the kiss to her lips, she caved in a
New York minute. Trey s free hand slowly inched its way up her
ribcage. She wanted to yell at him to hurry up, but she couldn t
because Troy was still kissing her.
Trey s hand slowly reached its goal, cupped her breast, and
kneaded it. The desire that sparked in her breasts set off a roaring fire
in the junction of her legs. Melting between them, she let them work
her body until she was begging for them to take her. Please.
Are you sure, my little fiery angel? Troy asked as he nipped at
her ear.
The fire grew hotter in the niche between her thighs. Yes. But
don t think we are finished with this discussion yet. We ll finish it
later. Right now you will put out this fire you started in me. Both of
you will.
Anything for you, my love. Troy unbuttoned her blouse while
Trey unfastened her jeans. They stripped her then themselves in
record time.
She watched them hungrily, loving the way their muscles moved
under their skin as they shed their clothes. Deep down, she was mad
at herself for giving in to them, but she couldn t stop herself. What
Troy said was true. She did belong to them. Body, heart, mind, and
soul.
Trey took the bags off the table.
Troy lifted her up and put her bottom on the table, close to the
edge. Easing her back, he bent and spread her thighs wide. That s it,
baby. Let me make you feel better. Let me show you how much I love
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you. How much I love your curvy body. Kneeling, he ran his tongue
from the opening of her honey-sweet canal to her fold-covered pearl
of pleasure.
She shuddered and moaned when he repeatedly licked her. Each
lick had her nerves jumping with joy. His tongue felt so good her
body quivered in delight. The rasp of his tongue lapped at the damp
flesh between her legs, never staying on her clit long enough for her
to come. She was in heaven and hell all at the same time.
Trey took a nipple deep into his mouth. Sucking and licking at the
pebbled hardness, she thought she would pass out if they kept this up
much longer. How could they drive her so crazy then make her want
to jump both of them? Before them, she hadn t believed any man
could make her feel like she was flying apart, unable to stop her
feelings of love, lust, and satisfaction. They were a drug she couldn t
refuse. She needed it with every fiber of her being.
Troy s tongue swirled and swirled between her thighs, though not
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