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The words startled me, frightened me, even made me dizzy. But they also struck me with a bolt of pure, unbridled excitement.

Three men, three fathers. Three boyfriends…

Holy fucking shit.

They shifted closer, surrounding me on three sides. Maverick’s mouth was very close to my ear as his voice dropped into an almost-whisper.

“You don’t have to answer us immediately,” he murmured softly. “Right now, you don’t even have to think about it.”

The warmth of the tent, the comfort of being surrounded by them… all of it was giving me the tingles. It felt strangely amazing, being this isolated, this remote. This far out in the middle of the cold and wind and untamed elements, yet so safe and relaxed at the same time.

“For tonight, just enjoy being here,” Gage whispered from behind me.

His body wrapped comfortingly around mine, as his two strong hands found their way around my midsection. A nose sifted its way through my hair, and then I was sighing softly as his lips settled over my bare neck.

“Tonight,” said Devyn, “just enjoyus.”

His mouth slowly probed mine, eliciting the hottest, most beautiful open-mouth kiss. I sucked in a quick breath as more hands began roaming my body, warming me from the outside to match the heat already rising from within. The kisses became moans, followed by shivers of pleasure. The three of them passed my mouth back and forth, drinking deeply from my lips. Breathing my every hot breath, as their hands wandered eagerly yet gently into much more forbidden places.

Holy…

In the end I surrendered happily, falling backward against Gage’s broad, sculpted chest. Still kissing, still touching, they lowered me into the softness of the thick down sleeping bags, as they began stripping the clothes from their ripped, beautiful bodies.

And then they did mine.

Forty-One

JULIANA

The floor of the tent was a warm, wonderful playground, all smooth and soft. A perfectly supple nest that gave in just the right places, especially when one or more of my playmates wanted to roll me over and position me according to their wishes.

And trust me, they had plenty of positions.

And many,manywishes.

Mmmmmmm…

Over and over I prostrated myself across the satin surface, arching my back or spreading my legs for my three ripped, sun-bronzed lovers. And they took me again and again, together and alone. Flipping me onto my stomach to drill me from behind, or stretching me out between them so they could enjoy my body and mouth from both ends.

Three guys.

I honestly couldn’t believe it. Even after the last time, with two, it just seemed over the top.

Three fucking guys, Juliana!

The whole thing was naughty. Dirty. Filthy and wrong. And the more I thought about each of those words, the more I absolutely fuckinglovedit.

Throughout the early course of the night I made sure I took what I wanted, screwing each of my lovers greedily, fiercely, and to my complete and utter satisfaction. I rode Gage like a stallion until I exploded hard, surging around him, then bent over his lap so Devyn could drill me deep from behind. I slid my thighs around Maverick’s sexy waist and clawed at his ass while he pounded me breathless, then hooked my feet behind his back to lock him inside me, just as he finally came.

Spent and delirious I eventually gave myself over, happily succumbing to the guys’ every whim. I surrendered my body fully to these three steel-armed warriors, who proceeded to flip me and flop me and hold me down. They took turns locking me in place, with arms overhead or behind my back. Each of them pinning me against their own warm flesh while the others fucked the life out of me, until the cheeks on both sides of my face were glistening with tears of joy.

Best of all, I’d arrived at some kind of golden zone: a warm, wonderful place between two and three mugs of hot chocolate. The sugar kept me wide awake enough to savor every glorious thing these men were doing to my body, both together and one-on-one. But the warmth of the milk also relaxed me enough that every depraved, sensuous act drove me that much closer to heaven. Every shiver of pleasure was heightened by my comfortably coco-drunk state.

One by one I screwed them to sleep, first Maverick, and then ultimately, Devyn. I rode them hard and milked them dry as they unloaded inside me, filling me with so much of their warm cream that the entire tent totally reeked of sex.

And my God, I loved that too.

I kissed their faces and foreheads and lips, until their eyes fluttered closed and their breathing became regular. But I kissed other parts of their body, too. Parts like their broad, beautiful chests or rippled, washboard stomachs.