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You see, it’s not about the money or living large. Even though Daniel, with the help of Colt and yours truly, eventually managed to turn the family business around, we never felt the need to act like millionaires or whatever. We have our investments, and all that money in the bank, but we barely think of it. Really, I’m not joking.
We realized that, as long as we remain together, nothing else matters. We have love and that’s enough, right? Sure, alright, I’ll admit it; having a few million in the bank doesn’t hurt, yeah. But that’s just an afterthought.
Last I heard of my mother, she was being chased by the federal authorities because of fraudulent business dealings. They never actually found her, and our working theory is that she fled to some backwater country in Europe, which I’m fine with. As long as she remains out of our lives, I don’t care about what happens to her.
"Are you okay?" Daniel asks, reaching across the table and placing his hand on top of mine. "You’re awfully quiet."
"I was just thinking. This is nice, isn’t it?" I ask, looking from Daniel to Colt with a soft smile on my lips.
"What?" they both ask me, almost at the same time.
"Just being here. Together."
"Is it," they reply, once again saying it almost in unison. I reach for my glass and take a sip out of the wine, allowing its oak and cinnamon taste to coat my tongue. This is what happiness is all about, these small moments of joy and family. The small things usually are the most important ones, don’t you think?
We finish dinner, and one more bottle of wine, and then I take the lead on cleaning up. They protest, of course, but since they were the chefs for the night, it’s only logical that I’m the one washing the dishes.
I’m standing by the dishwasher, finishing it off, when I feel Daniel’s warm breath on my neck, his hands settling comfortably on my hips.
"You know, you look so fucking sexy with that apron on," he whispers into my ear. I turn on my heels to face him, my heart skipping a beat as I feel his body pressed against mine. Placing one hand on his chest, I slide it down to his belt and then further down to his crotch. His cock’s already hard, straining against the fabric of his jeans and pushing back on my fingers.
"Maybe I should put an apron on you as well," I tease him, curling my fingers around his cock.
"Starting without me?" I hear Colt’s voice then, and I turn to look toward him. He’s standing by the kitchen door, leaning against the counter, lust and desire taking over his face as his eyes roam over my body and then focus on Daniel’s cock, my fingers wrapped around it. Without saying anything else, he walks up to us and kisses Daniel on the lips. Then, turning to me, he smiles and does the same. My skin prickles as his lips linger on mine, and I realize that I won’t finish washing the rest of the dishes anytime soon. "Let’s take this upstairs, shall we?" he asks, and I just nod in silence. Upstairs sounds perfect.
Picking me up from the floor and into his arms, Daniel laughs. "Upstairs it is," he says, and then both men walk out of the kitchen and up the stairs. It’s like this every day. And when I say every day, I really mean it.
Do you want to know how many times I have sex during a regular day? Three. Okay, perhaps four or five. Or maybe seven. What I’m trying to tell you is that it’s impossible to keep a count. Whenever I’m alone with Daniel, we always end up fucking… And the same goes for when I’m with Colt. And when the three of us are together, it’s pretty obvious what happens, isn’t it?
We get to the room as fast as Daniel’s legs can carry me and, once inside, Colt slams the door behind us.
This time you stay outside, though. Don’t take it the wrong way, but this is where we draw to a close. I have everything that I’ve ever wanted—love, and the most perfect men to ever walk the face of the Earth—and so it’s time to wrap this up.
I know, it sounds so easy, doesn’t it? But it wasn’t, and you were with me every step of the way. And, because of that, you know what I know: love and happiness don’t come easy, but they’re always worth it.
Even if the whole world tells you ‘no’, remember that sometimes the most appropriate response is to shout a ‘yes’ right back. Especially when hot men are involved, of course.
Woman of the House: A Dark MFM Romance
My stepbrother makes me sigh. My stepdad makes me sore. Yeah…I’m a lucky woman. Sure, the two men in my family never got along. After Sloane’s mother died, his stepdad Drake got married to my mother. That marriage didn’t last but it made them my family. So now they’re both single. And it’s time for me to play. Which one will I choose?
The strong, silent, alpha who protects me with body?
Or the arrogant and dangerous bad boy who focuses always on my pleasure?
Why not both? Who knows. Might be kinda fun. Teasing one. Tempting the other. Crossing into a land of forbidden delights.
It’s a tantalizing and delicious possibility that comes into the picture with the three of us. But people are gonna be jealous and will try to stop us from it.
If it works, it’ll change our lives forever.
If not, it’ll tear us apart.
Come raise your temperature with this exciting new dark ménage romance - filled with brooding bad boy alpha males and the one woman who can tame them! No cliffhangers, but it's a scorcher with super-steamy scenes of MF, MM, MFM and MMF. Happily Ever After? You know it.
Natalie
My name is Natalie Vanderhill, and I build sex toys for a living.
