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But there are more important matters to take care of than my reenergized sex life. Henry is vulnerable while I’m still here. Everyone knows my location, which means I can’t stick around for much longer. Who knows when a team of paparazzi will be up here to stick more cameras in my face? Next time, people might see more than my ass.

The tingling feeling between my thighs will have to wait.

But now, Knox and Eli are flashing evil glares at each other. My troubles are already receding as I watch them straighten their backs, broad chests fully extended. It’s like I’m watching two gorillas duel. Yes, they’re really that big, and their muscles are like nothing I’ve ever seen.

I lose myself in their flexed biceps, feeling my mouth drop.

“You two aren’t going to get into another fight, are you?” I ask.

Eli dishes me a look that tells me to stay out of it.

I note Knox’s clenched fists and decide to keep my mouth shut. The last thing I need is for one of them to dislocate a jaw or break a bone.

I happen to catch the bulge in Knox’s pants. Holy shit.

The tingling between my thighs doubles as I imagine him in my throat.

Chapter 23

Sienna

“Sienna,” Eli says, pulling my attention away from Knox’s pants.

Eli is standing in the kitchen now, shaking his head.

“Let her choose who she wants,” growls Knox.

My heart rate spikes as I flick my gaze between the men. Eli has started making bread and his forearms are covered in flour. He has some on his naked torso too, which I’d like to lick off him.

He’s such a sweetheart. The kind of guy who puts everyone else first before himself. It explains the fresh bread and coffee every morning.

I catch Knox in my periphery. He’s watching me, frowning. I’m still convinced the guy was born from the very mountains around us. He’s weathered and rough, and don’t even get me started on the fact that he’s a veteran.

He must’ve endured hard days. All I want to do is take care of him. Same with Eli, since he seems to be always making sure everyone else is okay.

My clit is throbbing from the sexual energy in the room.

My ass is the talk of the town at the moment—that in itself should force me to keep my hands to myself. However, my mind has already disconnected from my body.

I think about my fingers teasing along their lengths, and my mouth begins to salivate.

Giving blow jobs has always felt like more of a chore. Holden is the only guy I’ve ever given one to. I was on my knees two weeks into us dating, sucking his dick. I needed to impress him. I had to be the best he’d ever had.

It was not great and pretty uncomfortable, and I only enjoyed it when he was coming in my mouth, because it meant I could stop.

Everything’s different this time around. I’m probably more in need of this blow job than Knox and Eli.

I work on Knox first, since he’s closer. My hands fumble with the zipper on his pants. I take out his cock and have my mouth around it before my brain has time to make sense of what’s happening.

I take him all the way in, and Knox throws back his head, moaning.

“Sienna,” he says in a deep voice, and now I’m wet through my pajama pants. “Take me all the way in. Good girl.” He places his hand on my head, encouraging me to go deeper.

My throat opens easily for him, and I welcome in every single fucking inch.

Footsteps pound on the floor, and then I’m being pulled off of Knox.

Knox’s cock exits my mouth with a pop as Eli pushes my back onto the couch cushions, and pulls my pajama pants off.