I heard a noise off to my right. Sean stepped up beside me and pushed the door closed. Startled, I pulled back and looked to Tavis for explanation.

Sean reached out and touched my face.

I stumbled backward into the door. Tavis caught my hand. “Minna, let me explain.”

I stared at the two boys as if they were strangers.

“Sean, can you give us some time?”

Before leaving, Sean kissed Tavis on the mouth. My Tavi!

Tavis led me to the sofa that sat opposite the sleeping lofts. He gave me a glass of sweet liquor and held my hand.

“Minna. Sean and I want to be lovers.”

“You love him more than me?” I asked. My mind screamed.

“I can’t be with you, and there isn’t another girl who can replace you.” He filled my glass with more of the sticky alcohol. I drank it quickly, without thinking, and he filled it again.

“I want you to see us. Watch us. I can’t have my first time without you.”

The liquor clouded my senses. I curled my legs under me and nestled under his arm. “Is this what you really want?”

“Yes.”

I could not deny Tavis anything.

I sat in the crook of his arm and took in his scent. He allowed me to run my hands over his hard chest and down the muscles of his arms. My head lay in his lap when Sean came through the door.

Wobbly, I stood and faced my replacement. His green eyes were soft and understanding as he pressed his hand against my cheek.

“Let me see you love him,” I said.

Tavis stood and held my face in his hands. With a smile of gratitude, he kissed my lips and pulled away from me into the arms of Sean.

I sat on the sofa and watched. I tilted my head and bit my lip as their mouths came together. My Tavis with another.

Sean, not as tall as Tavis, took the lead and began stripping my brother of his clothes. Their urgency was startling…so much so that I could taste it in the air. I sipped my liquor and watched as they shed their clothes.

When Sean sat, I inched down to the far end of the sofa. I was a mere two feet from this naked man, whose erection stood above his body. My blood pounded with a familiar throb.

His erection was only the second I’d seen; I compared it to Tavis’s. Sean’s wasn’t as long, but it was more thick and meaty, more solid.

Tavis knelt between Sean’s spread legs and brought his mouth to the protruding cock. I leaned forward to observe as much of the scene as I could. My hand ran over my belly, and my fingers slipped into the waistband of my dungarees.