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went to try to wiggle out of their grasp , she needed to get out of that bed.  When she went to move, two things happened, one, the arm around her began to tighten, two, the leg between hers shifted upward, and she involuntarily tightened both her thighs on it.
    Eric groaned , "You are killing me, Mia, wiggling like that.  You are gonna get a little more than you bargained for and I don’t want to scare the shit out of you this morning."
    "Yes, your skin is so soft.  I can't stop myself from caressing it ,” Striker added.
    "Please let me up. ”  Mia's eyes were wide as she looked at Eric.  "I...I need to get up."
    Eric must have seen her begin to panic as he reached up and cupped her face in his hand.  "Breathe with me.  Remember how we did it before?  Come on."
    "Let me feel you breathing with Eric, sweet.”  Striker firmed his hand on her stomach and she covered it with her own.
    "That's it , honey, breathe slowly.  You are safe with us.  Nothing happens that you don't want,” Eric assured her and kept breathing with her.
    Slowly, Mia's panic went away.  She felt better with both men , it frustrated and embarrassed her that this had happened again in front of the men.  She wanted to be strong, she wanted to be worthy of being able to see where a relationship with these two men would go, but she couldn't.  She kept having these attacks.
    'She seems to be calmer ,’ Eric said to Striker.
    'Her breathing is back to normal , but she is still tense,’ Striker observed.
    Eric met his eyes over her head.  'At least she didn't bolt.'
    'True.  Unfortunately, we need to get moving.  It's not safe here ,’ Striker told him.
    Eric's eyes shifted back to Mia.  "Better?"
    Mia nodded.  "Yes, thank you,” she whispered. 
    Striker slowly rolled her over on to her back so he could look her in the eyes.  He stayed on his side so he wasn't leaning fully over, frightening her.  "Good morning ,” he said with a smile, trying to lighten things up.
    "Good morning ,” she answered as she put her hands up against his chest, whether to hold him back or touch him, neither knew.
    Striker looked deep into her eyes, keeping her attention solely on the moment.  "May we kiss you good morning, Mia? ” he asked softly.
    Mia was so surprised that he asked instead of just taking, she could only nod her acquiescence and close her eyes, waiting.  Striker moved slowly, not wanting to scare her and cause her to change her mind.  He lightly brushed her lips with his, slowly adding pressure.  He slid his tongue along the seam of her lips, asking for permission to enter her mouth.
    Mia felt his tongue along her lips and opened her mouth so he could plunder it.  He left no part of her mouth unexplored as he kissed her thoroughly.  He didn't grope her or try anything more than to kiss her.  She kept her hands on his chest and could feel Striker's muscles ripple as he breathed.  She marveled at how hard his body was but how gently he treated her.  She felt Eric at her other side and slowly slid one of her hands off Striker's chest to reach out to Eric.  His hand immediately clasped hers and she felt his lips touch her palm.
    Mia brought up her other hand to cup Striker's cheek as the kiss continued.  Striker was slowly exploring every part of her mouth and taking his time doing it.  She had to admit that she was getting aroused, which surprised her and she knew they both would know it too.  Then just as she thought she could kiss him forever, Striker slowly released her lips, taking one last nip at her bottom lip as he moved away.
    "Thank you for trusting me, Mia,” Striker said softly.  "That was incredible."
    Mia shivered as Striker backed away and turned her toward Eric.  As she shifted, she looked into Eric's eyes and saw that he waited for her and would continue to wait until she was ready.  She smiled at him to let him know she was okay with him kissing her.  He continued to stay still, as if waiting for her to