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If my guys can’t love trash panda Rachel, they certainly don’t deserve smoke show Rachel.
Ilmari breaks the kiss and all three of them are panting. “You’re both mine,” he says. “Fight over me again, and I’ll tape your dicks together.”
“You’re fucking ours,” he says, intensity lacing his tone. “You’re not our friend. You’re ours.”
Ilmari sighs and looks to Caleb. A long moment stretches between them where he doesn’t say anything. “Jake makes me happy,” he says at last. “Rachel makes me feel whole,” he adds. “But you make me feel safe.” Caleb sucks in a breath, leaning away. Tears sting my eyes as I watch them. Next to me, Jake is utterly still.
