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What’s better than one werewolf boyfriend?
Two werewolf boyfriends.
Well, at first the question was what’s better than one werewolf in bed and the answer is still two but there’s only so many times she can have two werewolves in bed before she finds herself wanting to have both of them outside bed.
Scott’s cute. He’s got that heart-melting smile and big, brown, puppy-dog eyes. It pairs well with rope and lingerie. It’s obviously going to pair well with nice dinners and flowers. Derek agreed.
“You’re cute,” Braeden says as they all rest on the bed late at night and she’s got her fingers combing through Scott’s hair as he lay between her and Derek. It just felt so right to say it at that moment.
“Thanks,” Scott replies.
Derek had his hand on Scott’s chest, petting, resting, holding. He was half-asleep, maybe even dozing off already.
“What do you think about doing more than just this with us?”
“More like…dinner?”
Derek just on the cusp of dozing off moves, humming in agreement as he drapes his arm further on Scott, hugging him. His face nuzzles Scott’s shoulder, breathing slower with every breath as he drifts off again.
“Yeah, I’d love to give it a try,” Scott tries to get Braeden’s face into his peripheral vision.
She sees that signature smile on his face. That smile that’s got both her and Derek smitten.