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I put my hands on his shoulders and kiss him. It’s not one long, slow kiss, but a thousand impatient ones. He fists a handful of my hair, angling my head back toward the stars. I feel his tongue outlining my throat, my body locked into position on top of him.

“Oh, I’m sure this is heaven on earth,” I gasp as I look up.

The moon is nearly full, giving us plenty of light to see by. This feels like the center of the universe, just me and my lovers, alone in a hot tub at the beginning of time.

Oscar lets my hair go, and when I straighten, water sheets down my back. Beneath, he’s hard and ready. I press myself against his swollen rod, aching to feel him inside me.

“We need to lose these.” Oscar slides both hands under the waistband of my panties, eager to peel them away.

“Far be it from me to stop you…”

I shift in his lap, my breath hitching as he drags the cotton down my thighs. Now I can feel every inch of him from the crown of his head to his muscular legs.

He plunges his hands beneath the waves to latch onto my hips. Pulling me down against his lap, I can feel the water slosh between us. It’s so hot, circling around my waist. I flick my hair back, fully aware of the effect on Kellan and Alex.

Oscar releases my hips, cupping my jaw with one slick hand.

With the other, he positions his cock at my entrance, ready to plow into me.

I shift again, biting gently on his pointer finger and sucking it into my mouth.

Now he’s filling me, and the taste of him leaves me dizzy.

As I bask in the luxury of his embrace, he slides his dick into my pussy, completing the circle.

“Oh, God… YES!” I cry out.

My eyes roll back, the sensations so overwhelming I don’t even know where to begin. I suck hard on his finger, loving the toughness of his skin as he stretches and fills me to the brim.

I lift myself up and feel the water sloshing around us. Then I ram down home, causing stars to burst across my field of vision.

“Attagirl,” Oscar growls as he watches me reach the pinnacle.

“I was right… This… This is heaven.” I ride him hard, creating waves that circle the pool.

I’m ascending to pure bliss, pushing myself harder and faster than I ever thought possible.

Oscar slips his finger free of my lips and kisses me.

It’s hard to breathe, pumping against his crotch while letting his tongue gently explore mine.

My body prepares for an explosive orgasm. The sights and sounds are so raw, the entire world feels like it’s dripping with passion. But just as I reach that perfect state, Oscar takes me by the hips and lifts me off his lap.

“Baby, no…” I feel feral, my body aching for him. I exhale in frustration but Oscar isn’t finished.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

He slides out from under me, the water offering him smooth passage. He glides behind me, clasping my hips and planting my knees on the bench.

The welcome pressure of his hard cock infiltrates me from behind.

The connection is instant, savage. My knees shake as a climax overtakes me.

I hold on to the rim of the tub, the water splashing back and forth as he moves.

I hear myself cry out, and it’s a primal sound.

It doesn’t take Oscar long to pound to the finish.

“No, Kay,” he groans in my ear with his final thrust. “YOU are heaven…”

He pulls me onto his lap and there’s a moment of calm before the next storm. Slowly, I cup his masculine jaw, guiding his lips toward mine. We kiss in that lazy, postcoital way that would signal the end of the night—if it were only me and Oscar.

But Alex and Kellan are still watching, waiting, and I’ve yet to have my fill of them. I linger in Oscar’s lap, relaxing against his broad chest for only a moment, as I feel heat spreading through the back of my neck. Cracking my eyes open, I see both Alex and Kellan moving toward me.

Like panthers on the prowl.

“Our turn, darling,” Alex says with a devilish smile.

“Took you long enough,” I quip, my lips curling to mirror his.

Kellan takes me by one hand and Alex takes the other. They lift me gently off of their brother and guide me over to the other side of the jacuzzi. The water makes me buoyant, and I’m in such a euphoric headspace, it feels like I’m flying.

“We’d like to try something,” Kellan whispers in my ear.

I look at Alex, and he smiles at me, gathering my knees into his lap. I’m lying crossways on the bench, my head propped up on Kellan’s shoulder, my legs stretched across Alex. I’m not sure what he has in mind, but I’m dying to find out.

“What is it?” I ask, hoping it will be something I can accommodate.

“How would you feel about making love to both of us at the same time?” Kellan asks.

“Now, I’m just dying to find out what that’s like…” I reply, doing the math to figure out the exact positions we would all need to be in.

Kellan nips at my ear. “You can always stop if it’s too much.”

He draws one of my arms out from beneath the water and begins kissing it. Starting at the wrist, he works his way down to my elbow, until my entire arm is bent over his head. With the other hand, he runs his fingertips down the side of my rib cage, making me shiver even though the tub is so hot.

“Okay,” I manage, because I can’t form a coherent sentence. I want to tell him that I trust him, but I’m no good with words at the moment. I close my eyes, opening myself to a night that keeps getting better and better.

I lean back against Kellan, and Alex swims out of his seat beneath me.

“Good, because I’ve wanted to do this for a while…” He pivots gently, coming back on top. He kisses me firmly, pressing my head back onto Kellan’s shoulder. Now I’m wedged between the two of them, and they’re all hands, all over my body.

Kellan guides my hand to his lips to suck on my finger. I feel the heat of his mouth close around the knuckle and the tickle of his tongue as it swirls around my digit. One hand, either his or his brother’s, slides up and grabs my breast, squeezing hard until I whimper with delight.

Alex closes his lips and stops kissing me, but the moment he moves aside, Kellan guides my mouth to his. I taste the whiskey on Kellan’s tongue, while Alex lifts my breasts above the water. I feel a soft tongue on my right nipple and the rough pad of a thumb on my left.

“You make my head spin, woman,” Alex says before taking my nipple back into his mouth.

“And you make me so fucking wet I ache to feel you inside me,” I gasp, my breathing hitching as I try to keep up with the avalanche of touch, taste, and heat.

I arch my chest, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. In response, Kellan slides two fingers deep inside me. I grip him by the hair, riding a wave of pleasure as it rips down my spine.

“Oh, you’re right. So wet and ready…” He slides a thumb around my clit, making my nipples quiver in delight.

Alex bends over, dragging his tongue up from my belly button to right between my breasts.

I’m on fire. In the meantime, Oscar watches with hooded eyes, lips parted in decadent pleasure.

This is crazy. I can feel Kellan rubbing his palms up and down across my hips, tracing the outline of my form.

They’re working me toward another climax before either of them take a turn.

“Come for us,” Alex orders me.

“YES!” I see the explosion a moment before it happens, watching in awe as the tidal wave of relief hits me square in the face. My muscles contract, my pupils dilate; the blood rushes from my head straight down to my toes.

Kellan releases my lips, allowing me to rest for a moment. He kisses my jaw and my earlobe, saying my name in that boyish baritone.

“Makayla…”

“Kellan…” I whisper.

Alex swims away, giving Kellan the space he needs to stage the final event.

He hops up onto the deck, turning around to dangle his feet in the water.

His naked ass sits on the expensive wooden floor, and his legs look impossibly hairy.

But where it counts, he’s perfectly manscaped—smooth enough to promise nothing but pleasure.

“Come here.” He beckons me forward.

I know what I have to do. At the same time, I wonder if I can ever go back to just one man after this experience. It seems unlikely.

Reaching for Alex’s cock, I grasp it firmly. Behind me, I can feel Kellan shifting into position. I focus on the task at hand.

I lick around the tip, giving Alex a hint of what’s in store for him when I go all in on this magnificent erection of his. A moan escapes his throat, and he puts a hand on top of my head. I understand that’s code for ‘do your worst,’ so I open my mouth wide and slide him in.

“Fuck,” he hisses, reaching the back of my throat and going even deeper.

His cock is so big, I can’t swallow the whole thing. I hold it firm before coming up for air. He’s patient. His hand hovers slightly, as if he’s afraid to apply any pressure. But I still feel like he’s holding me, and that makes it even more exciting.

As I’m working my way down Alex’s shaft again, Kellan pierces me between my legs. My pussy is so hot and slick that Kellan plunges right in. Raw energy pulses from my molten core. My senses surge into overdrive.

Kellan grasps my hips and rams into me, over and over, merciless in his conquest while I gleefully gag on Alex’s cock, my eyes locked on his.

“You are dangerously addictive, Makayla,” Alex says, watching me as I deep-throat him with diligence and delight.

I pause and give him a broad smile. Drawing a few deep breaths, I go down on him again. This time, there isn’t much fight left in any of us. We’re all strained to the breaking point.

My climax crashes through me in a wet, hot shudder. I moan with a mouthful as I feel Kellan stiffen and explode inside me. Almost immediately, Alex holds my head in place and shoots his seed down my throat with a guttural growl.

I swallow every drop. He makes a fist in my hair, unable to control himself any longer. I let him, allowing waves of sensation to wash over me. The world sounds like a drum solo crashing in my ears. The water swirls in gentle waves all around us.

“This was… something else,” I manage as the three of us finally start to relax.

“Would you do it again?” Alex asks me.

“Over and over,” I reply with a lazy, catlike smile. “I might even ask for more…”

Kellan puts a hand on the rim of the pool and gently extracts himself from my body. I roll over, sitting down on the bench between Kellan and Alex, too exhausted to do much else.

Oscar gets out of the tub and comes around to help me to my feet. “Time to go to bed,” he says.

“Will you join me?” I mumble, leaning on him for support.

“Of course, my darling.”

He scoops me into his arms and walks straight into the building. He doesn’t bother with towels or clothes—just carries me, sopping wet and naked as sin, straight into the living room. All I can muster is a satisfied smile as I melt against him.

In my room, he sets me down on the bed, coming around the other side to join me beneath the sheets. A moment later, Alex hops in so that I’m happily squeezed between the two of them. I lose track of Kellan when the door shuts. With only three bodies in the bed, I assume he’s crashed somewhere else.

These are the small logistics that crop up when more than two people share a bed. I smile, already adjusting to the new math of us. In the morning, we’ll wake up and do it all over again. I’ll need time to build stamina—I’m exhausted, and it’s not even nine p.m.

“We’re going out for a bit, baby. Kellan made coffee. Text us if you need anything,” Alex says as I drift off into the pillow.

My body feels like hammered gold, shimmering and beautiful but also beaten into submission. I can’t remember the last time I felt so wonderful, and I count my blessings as I fall asleep.