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“I’m not your baby,” I said, getting to my feet. He was standing so close it meant our bodies were almost touching. I’d intended to say something snarky, put him and his ambitions down, but standing here, I could fucking smell it.

The guys said they knew when I was receptive by my scent.

I never got it before, but perhaps due to the situation, due to Jack’s obvious frustration, I was flooded with the warm, spicy smell of aroused male.

I could feel the slight tremor in his body as he held himself back from doing anything, and I lifted my head, so my mouth was only inches away from his.

I watched his nostrils work, his tongue flicking out to swipe across his bottom lip.

“No?”

“No. I said no one was to approach me outside of the matching hall, and I meant it. You’re all hot, you all have big dicks, you all fuck like demons.

The thing that differentiates one from another isn’t hair colour or the breadth of your chests.

” I pushed one finger into Jack’s. The silk of his skin, his smell had me wanting to slide my palm all over that rigid surface, sliding further and further down.

“It’s your ability to fucking listen when I talk.

I said I didn’t want anyone approaching me sexually, that I would chase you. You never gave me that chance.”

“But—”

I slapped my hand over his mouth, feeling those soft lips underneath it, and wanted to deploy them somewhere else.

The scent got stronger, somehow what I was doing was turning him on further, which just made this all hotter.

But if I didn’t do this, I was going to have half the single guys in the compound at the gate, and I didn’t think either of them could build a barrier strong enough to keep the lot out.

“Fix my fence, then get the fuck out.”

“C’mon,” Shaun said, grabbing my hand and drawing me inside.

Jack watched me go, an expression between lust and anger burning in his eyes, Hawk already turning towards the truck in defeat.

“Try not to think about me when he fucks you.”

I was surprised to see I was shaking when I got inside, something I noticed when Shaun’s hand landed on my arm.

“It’s OK,” he said, stroking me slowly.

I turned to look at him, to ask him what he meant, hoping he’d know, that someone would know what the hell was going on.

But that’s not how the heat works, apparently.

I looked into his blue eyes, saw the desire there, smelled that same tempting scent of arousal.

We stepped into each other’s arms, because of course, we did.

When a mouth descended on mine, kissing, sucking at my lips, was it Jack’s or Shaun’s?

My beast didn’t care. She just wanted that hand that was sliding up my thigh to force them open and settle between them.

It was only featherlight touches initially, his fingers gliding across my drenched skin, forcing moans from me.

I wanted it harder, deeper. I wanted the stretch that comes from?—

He chuckled, pulling away and then picking me up before depositing me onto the kitchen table.

I was hit by the bright light pouring in through the sliding door and turned, concerned at just what we were showing the world.

“Don’t worry about them,” he said as he drew my shirt up, the cold air pulling my nipples even tighter.

I gasped as his fingers circled and then pulled gently on them, something that made both guys outside stop in their tracks.

They were standing on the gravel path, next to the truck.

Tools dropped from bloodless hands, and Hawk took a step forward before mastering himself.

They were talking, I could see that, but about what, I didn’t care.

“We call this a dominance fuck,” Shaun said, removing the last of my clothes and placing a kiss on my ankle.

“When the males get a little too feisty, start to try to push the female around,” another kiss, by my knee, “trying to get her attention, she’ll often take her pick of the men she’s considering and fuck them, right in front of the contenders.

” I was only half listening now, as his mouth trailed along my inner thigh.

“They can’t look away, the heat riding them too hard, so they’re forced to watch her take her pleasure.

” Thumbs slid down the edges of my cunt, separating me slightly, and I felt the brush of cool air.

“They watch her come...” a quick flick of his tongue over my clit, “and come with her chosen, and learn their lesson. You want that?”

I could barely make out what he was asking as he pushed two fingers into me.

I fucking needed it, the burn inside me had roared to life.

All these available men and their stink of desire had me throbbing.

I arched my back at the intrusion, loving the stretch, particularly as I knew a greater one was coming.

He’d positioned me perfectly, I realised, so I had a clear view of the guys as he got me off, just as they would of me.

I watched Hawk slam a hand into the side of the truck as Jack watched me, eyes wide.

Eyes that followed as Shaun’s hand slid up my ribcage to cover my breast, eyes that took in my gasps as he tugged at my nipple, that saw my legs fall open as Shaun’s mouth covered my cunt, noting every single shove of that blond head as he worked his tongue inside me.

Hawk’s hand went to Jack’s fly as Shaun’s mouth closed around my clit, and he jerked it open as Shaun began to suck.

I was crying out now, feeling that long, galloping roll towards orgasm, my toes curling as I watched Jack push Hawk’s head down.

His gaze never wavered as the other man took his cock in his mouth, not even when a shiver ran through him as he felt Hawk suck him down.

It was almost alienating, this desire. It had little to do with me and what I wanted, it was only hormones flooding my body.

I hissed when his hands cupped my breasts, and wriggled against him.

I didn’t need the foreplay. He could stick his dick in me, and I would ride him to a quick, hard climax. Actually, I wanted just that.

“God, fuck me.”

I didn’t give a shit about any of them now as Shaun clambered over me, hooking my legs around him as he lined his dick up, and then I felt it at my opening.

His thumb rubbed the hood of my clit as he worked himself into me.

It was always a slow process, even if I was dripping, but somehow that steady pressure just made it better.

We were both gasping, me digging my hands into his hair until he finally bottomed out.

“So good, Jules...”

I dug my fingers into his scalp.

“Fuck me hard, Shaun. Make it brutal.”

I was jerked back as his legs dropped down to the floor, his fingers digging into my hips. “Tell me if it gets too much.”

It wouldn’t, I could feel that in the first punishing stroke.

I’d had every damn part of my body worshipped since I got here.

Gentle kisses, sweet strokes, my clit traced so lovingly, it was almost remade anew.

But sometimes it was just friction that got you off.

My fingers dropped down to take over clit duty as he slammed into me, the rapid drag of his cock inside me making the burn flare hotter.

I felt limp, lost amongst sensation, the steady build of arousal coming completely outside of me.

I couldn’t think about my life, what we’d make for dinner later, or what the fuck I was doing having exhibitionist sex on the table we had breakfast on. I could only feel.

I was crying and screaming as we got there, Shaun never missing a beat, powering through as the pleasure that smouldered sulkily inside me suddenly exploded.

Like the drop of ashes on my skin, prickles washed throughout my whole body.

I sobbed as the bliss became almost an ache, so intensely sweet. And then it happened.

He thrust through my body’s response, my cunt clasping, tugging at him but, to no avail.

He ignored my orgasm as he chased his with all the power of predator.

It pushed me higher, somehow. And then I opened my eyes.

Jack’s and my face were identical, as that terrible pleasure wracked us.

I didn’t know if I was the one on the kitchen table, feeling Shaun empty himself inside me, or with my fingers buried into Hawk’s hair, forcing my cum down his throat.

I was gasping when Jack pushed him away, tucking himself into his pants and stomping around to the other side of the truck, when Shaun collapsed on me.

I ran my hand through his hair, stroking him as he regained his breath.