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My fingers flex against her neck as I get lost in the kiss.

I’ve never felt such a deep connection to someone before.

It might be because we’ve developed such a strong emotional connection before doing anything physical, but I think it’s more than that.

I think this is simply due to the fact that she is Zee.

My Zee. I love everything about this amazing woman.

Love? Surely it’s too soon for that, isn’t it?

But I can’t deny how strongly I feel for her, how much I want her.

I don’t even mind sharing her with the other two.

In fact, now that I've had time to consider it, I think I prefer it. Zee has missed out on so much, she deserves the world. I don’t think there is any way for me to give her everything she needs.

But between Bower’s fun-loving nature, and Kingsley's softness and intelligence, the three of us could take care of her properly, giving her everything she needs. If she’ll have us.

“Weston,” she moans against me, her voice pleading for me. I love the way she says my full name, it makes my cock swell in approval.

Wanting to give her everything she’s missed out on, I pull back with a smile as I look down at her beautiful face. With her lips swollen from our kiss and as her eyes open, I can see the need there for something more.

“You trust us, baby?” I ask, my thumb stroking her cheek.

“Yes.” She nods without hesitation, warming my heart.

I glance at Bower, a plan forming in my mind. “You hungry?” I ask him.

He slowly smirks, his eyes moving to Zee as he looks up and down her body. “Starving. ”

“Lift her left leg up. Zee, try to relax, but don’t move your right foot.” Bower bends her left leg and manages to get his front half situated between her legs, his face right by the apex of her thighs, making her gasp in surprise.

“Zee,” King says, gaining her attention. “Are you okay with this? With us touching you? We know this is all new for you and we’ll take it slow. But we can stop now or at any point along the way. Just say the word, and we’ll stop. You understand?”

She looks at him as she seems to consider his words. I’m pleased, I want her to be sure of what she wants and not be blinded by lust when she makes that decision. None of us move as we wait for her to respond.

“Yes, I… I want this. And I’ll say stop if I get scared.”

Scared was an interesting choice of words, but it’s forgotten as Bower’s hands start sliding up her thighs, a grin on his face as she squirms against me.

“Let’s get this out of the way,” I whisper, my hands moving down her sides to pull up her skirt to her waist. Bower lets out a growl of approval as her glistening curls are fully revealed to him.

“Tink, baby. You’re soaked.”

“I—I’m sorry,” she says, as her cheeks turn pink with embarrassment.

“It’s a good thing,” King reassures her, stroking her thigh. “It means you’re turned on, that you’re enjoying this as much as we are.”

“Really?” she sounds so hopeful it pulls at my heart, knowing that she has no idea that’s a normal reaction.

“Yeah, baby,” I tell her, turning her chin towards me. “And it’s fucking hot.” I kiss her again and a moment later she cries out, pulling her mouth from mine as we peer down at Bower, his face buried in her pussy and his hands gripping her hips as he seems to make a feast of her .

“ Sweet baby tongues , Bower, Oh my god!” she cries out, making us chuckle. He moves against her harder and she tries to thrust her hips against him, but he holds her still.

I reach down and pull her top up, exposing her chest to King, who greedily licks his lips before reaching out and massaging them.

She gasps the second his hands make contact, then her moans increase in volume when his thumbs stroke over her nipples.

I turn her face to mine and kiss her more firmly.

Two seconds later, she pulls away and screams her release, her body trembling as we push her over the edge.

I don’t think any of us expected her to get there so fast, so when Bower and King slow their actions but don’t stop, I’m not surprised. She clearly has some pent up energy that we are all too happy to help expel.

I turn her head back to me and start kissing her again, this time taking complete control, my tongue wrapping around hers and showing her what it means to be worshipped by the three of us.

Slowly, her moans grow louder and more frequent.

Her body tries to move, seeking more, but Bower gently holds her leg down, and it limits her movements.

When she screams her release against my mouth again, a sense of pride fills me.

We did that. We were able to give that to her on the cusp of her breaking her ankle and almost crumbling from whatever fears plague her.

I place one final kiss against her lips as Bower and King pull back, helping redress her as best they can. I wrap my arms around her, kissing the side of her head. “Baby, I hope you understand now that we want you to be ours, that we’ll do anything to take care of you.”

“If I’m yours, does that make the three of you mine?” she asks softly. Her head resting against my chest as exhaustion seems to take hold of her .

“Yeah, baby,” I agree.

“We’re all yours, sweetheart,” King adds.

“You’re stuck with us now, Tink.”

“Mmm, good,” she murmurs right before she starts breathing heavily, a clear sign she’s already fallen asleep.

I’m not sure what this means for our time here, or once we’re rescued.

What I do know is that I don’t want to go back to my sad excuse for a life, barely living.

I’ve never been as happy and content as I am right now, with this amazing woman in my arms. And it’s not lost on me how insane that is, considering I’m stranded on a deserted island.

The only thing that worries me is the plane crash.

If there is someone out there trying to take me down, I’ll have to make sure I get to the bottom of it before they make another attempt and endanger Zee.

I hope Bower and King will help me. It’s clear they’re protective of her, too, and when I explain the situation, I have to hope they don't tell me I’m a danger to her and ask me to leave.

Now that I’ve come this far, there is no way I could live without her.