Shannon's Fairy-Tale Foursome by Mia Ashlinn

I have more pride than that, unlike some people .” Drew glared at Jared with a look that could strip paint off a wall.
    Drew hadn’t taken the news well that Jared had realized Shannon was worth fighting for, even if he had to sacrifice a little more pride. Unlike Drew, they saw the changes in Shannon.
    If they offered her their love and bodies once more, she would accept them and love them for the rest of their lives. He saw it in her eyes and in her body language. She was desperate to ask, but fearful of their answer.
    “Drew, stop being such a bastard,” Jared spat. “If you can’t get over yourself, you are going to lose her. And us, too.”
    Shock held Randy immobile. An ultimatum? His brother had never given Drew an ultimatum. They were a package deal, always had been. He’d believed they always would be. However, this felt right. Sometimes life took tough love.
    Drew paled. “Are you saying what I think you are?”
    “Yes, Drew. I am.” The silent finality of Jared’s words had Randy’s heart rate skyrocketing. Either way his brother chose to go, Randy’s life would be changing as soon as they talked to Shannon. It was exhilarating and nerve-wracking, but invigorating as well.
    “You would tear our family apart over this?”
    Jared shook his head sadly. “No, Drew. You would be the one tearing apart our family. You would be the one turning your back on Shannon and us. I can’t live like this anymore—not even for you.”
    With one last troubled look, Jared left. His slumped shoulders and downcast eyes displayed an emotional turmoil far beyond what words could.
    Jared’s pain radiated into Randy. It was an entity standing in front of him. He couldn’t see it, but he could feel it. Drew could, too. The three of them connected on a level that even other triplets weren’t privy to. If one felt, they all felt.
    Walking away from Drew, knowing he could lose him, was the hardest thing Jared had ever done to one of his brothers. Randy knew that as well as Drew did. Suffering through the excruciating pain with each other, their hearts tore in half.
    They had to do something, but tough love didn’t always work. What happened then? God, he didn’t even want to contemplate the hell they would suffer if this last ditch effort didn’t work.
    “Drew, don’t do this to yourself or Shannon. It’s bad enough for you to do it to us, but don’t do it to her. If you love her, don’t give up. Trust me, brother. It will work out this time.” And, like Jared, he walked away.
     
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    Watching his brothers leave, knowing they would be with Shannon, felt worse than a dagger to his heart. He never thought everything would come down to this, that he would lose the three people who meant everything to him over fear and foolish pride. In a perfect world, he would follow them on his hands and knees, begging and pleading. But, he couldn’t do it. Could he?
    If he followed them, it would be a big mistake. Reasonably, he recognized that. But how did he stop himself? His woman would be in bed with his brothers tonight. They got the pleasure of delighting in her flesh, gorging themselves on every delicious inch of her luscious body. He heard her moans and groans. He saw them holding her after the orgasms subsided and falling asleep in her arms. In the morning, she would stretch and smile at them before a bout of morning sex that rocked the rafters.
    His cock reawakened, stirring to life. No longer was his heart the only thing giving orders. Chasing her, professing his love, and ravishing her were now at the top of his to-do list.
    No . He couldn’t risk his heart and pride one more time. It was too much. Wasn’t it?
    Confused, Drew stalked from the restaurant, knowing just where to go—Her Majesty’s Pleasure, the pub across town. He just had to manage to spend the night there and not wind up at Shannon’s doorstep until he figured out what the hell he wanted to do.
     
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