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All three of my men stayed home in the days leading up to my due date. Our lives were busy but damn-near perfect.
And then came Erin… and our hearts melted.
She was seven pounds eleven ounces of pure unadulterated joy, wrapped in the arms of three eager dads and one proud momma. She shattered the glass ceiling of our combined dreams. Flung us so far beyond anything we ever could’ve thought we might love together that it both humbled and astonished us; quite a feat considering we already had so much experience in that department.
Taking her home, making her the precious little center of our universe —it was the cherry on top of the ultimate sundae. Far out in the desert, away from the crowds of New York, I’d finally found peace. Happiness. Love times three… and now four.
Weeks went by again, weeks that turned into months. We worked hard and played hard and doted over our tiny little princess, who slept in the most gorgeouslyredecoratedbaby nursery on the entire planet. That part was even more fun, because we got to do it together. Just like most everything else.
And then one night out in the desert the conversation turned serious, and three Navy SEALs dropped to their knees with military precision, at exactly the same time. A glimmering diamond ring was placed on my trembling finger, reflecting back the light of a million shimmering stars. I cried tears of jubilation as they kissed me slowly and tenderly, one by one, promising themselves to me forever. These were men who were accustomed to pledges; men who knew the value of loyalty and who always kept their word. They were men devoted not just to each other, but now to the woman they loved and the child they’d sired with her.
And from that moment on, the five of us were forever bonded beyond words.
Epilogue
JULIANA
I squirmed deeper into the coolness of silk sheets, arching my back and letting my body stretch forward like a cat’s. My wrists were bound together with scarves in front of me. Or at least they felt like scarves, because without my eyes it was impossible to tell.
Where the hell are they?
Anticipation, I’d learned, could be a real bitch. Especially when you were bound and blindfolded on your own bed, face-down ass-up. Waiting for the inevitable sound of footsteps that would end your torment, because you were literallydrippingwith the need to be thoroughly and completely fucked from behind.
Comeonalready!
I grunted impatiently, letting my soft purr turn into a growl. And that’s when the egg-shaped vibrator began pulsing inside me, triggered by the bluetooth connection one or more of them held in their hot little hands.
FUCK…
The tiny surges felt incredible, especially as the rhythmic waves of vibrations reached my clit. They started slow, with several seconds between the next pulse…
They’rereallygoing to get it next time my hands are free.
But slowly, tantalizingly, the toy inside me began pulsing faster and faster.
This time, the deal was for the dishes. Other times it was for even bigger chores. The game was always the same though; all three of them would come upstairs and have their way with me, one at a time. They’d blindfold me first. They’d dress me up too, right after that. But if I could guess who each of them were, and in which order they ravaged my body… well, then I would win.
And if I got just one of them wrong,theywould win.
I almost didn’t seem fair, the whole thing being three on one. But over the course of the past few months I’d gotten quite good at knowing who was who. My men were of different thickness, different sizes. They grabbed me and used me in different ways, and with different techniques too, although recently they’d wised up by switching things up a little.
Tonight had been an anniversary of sorts; an entire year since we’d moved in together. It was a year of love and laughter and sweltering, white-hot sex. Of frantically trying to raise an adorable baby together, while each of us launched our old careers in all new directions.
The guys had gone all out tonight, cooking me a delicious five-course candlelight meal. It was romantic. It was beautiful.
But there were alotof dishes.
I scissored my legs, feeling a slight catch between my stockinged thighs. They’d gone with the fishnets, I could tell that easily. They’d snapped on garter belts, too. I didn’t know what panties they’d slipped over my naked, blindfolded body, but they didn’t feel all that substantial. A thong, most likely. Maybe even a G-string.
Up top they’d left me totally bare-breasted, though. Which in retrospect, was probably a Gage move.
Maybe he’ll go first, then.
It was always fun, trying to figure out the order. Even more fun was lying there half-delirious, enjoying the feeling of being wholly and completely dominated, while trying to determine which of my anonymous lovers was inside me at the time. Because in all honesty? Nothing — and I meannothing— is quite as hot as getting taken blindly… while not truly knowing who might be screwing you.
At long last, the sound of footsteps in the hallway dragged me happily back to reality. The guys were just too big, their footfalls too heavy to not make any noise. No matter how many times they’d tried to sneak into the room, I could always sense when they were there. And right now, one of them was in the doorway for sure.
“You gonna stand there staring?” I demanded. “Or are you gonna fuck me?”
