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Eighteen
DAKOTA
I woke naked and alone, sprawled face-down in averydisheveled bed. It took three tries to sit up. When I finally did, my arm immediately went up to shield my face from the sunlight, which streamed in through an open window off to my left.
But the window was on theright.Wasn’t it?
Squinting into the offending light, I looked around. I was in a different bedroom. Not Jace’s, but similar.
Merrick.
Memories from last night crashed over me in waves, each one more incredible than the last. I could remember my time in Jace’s room, being the complete center of attention. My three hard-bodied lovers ravaging me to the point of joyous tears, taking turns on me over and over again until I passed out in a warm ocean of pure, unadulterated sex.
I could remember waking up to Aurelius kissing my face. Taking me by the hand, he’d led me silently through the hall and into his own darkened bedroom, where the bed was just as big, just as soft…
Aurelius! Holy shit, YES.
My shredded Greek god had been an incredible lover, spreading me open and burying himself deep between my thighs. We’d screwed slowly and lazily in his bed, kissing and nuzzling and saying things to each other that only the most familiar of lovers say. Yet somehow it all feltright. The intimacy was deep and genuine. The connection I felt with him, absurdly instant and natural.
I could remember turning sideways as he scissored me from behind, holding my leg up as he pistoned in and out of me with the smooth, near-effortless motions of a well-oiled machine. As a Navy SEAL, I supposed he was exactly that. A man sculpted to peak physical perfection and honed to a razor sharp, dangerous edge.
And God, I took full advantage ofthat.
Spinning my legs sideways, I finally set my feet on the floor. My clothes were nowhere in sight, but there was a soft-looking bathrobe and a pair of oversized slides arranged beside me. I slipped them on and stood up, stretching my tired body into the gorgeous Hawaiian dawn.
My memories of Merrick were less hazy, and that’s because they were most recent. After passing out in Aurelius’s bed, I remembered being awakened by a formidable presence and lifted into two gargantuan arms. Merrick had carried me back here to his own room and cuddled me beneath the blankets. There we’d made out hotly, staring into each other’s moonlit eyes and grazing each other’s bodies with our fingertips beneath the warmth of his down comforter. It was nearly dawn by the time he finally pulled my naked body over his, impaling me one last time on his wondrously thick shaft.
HOLY
FUCK.
I crossed the room, soberly aware of both how sore I was and how much I needed a shower. It turned out the latter was something easily remedied, because just inside the main bathroom I found a fresh bar of soap, a bottle of shampoo, and a small stack of towels.
I spun the hot water to max, then eased it back only a little. As steam filled the glass enclosed stall, I shrugged off the robe and stepped into blissful oblivion.
For the next five minutes I tried letting my mind go utterly blank, as the soap and hot water washed the more physical aspects of last night away. It wasn’t easy. I kept wanting to go back to the absurdity of my whole situation. Less than a week ago I was freezing my ass off, cursing like a truck driver as I skidded into an icy ditch. Now I was in sunny Hawaii withJaceof all people, having just experienced the sexual adventure of a lifetime. Enjoying a deliciously hot shower that was soothing my aching muscles, accented by the underlying aroma of what promised to be really good coffee.
Coffee!
I toweled dry and put the robe and slides back on, then re-entered the hallway. For a second or two I thought about dipping into the guest bedroom to get dressed, or at least returning to Jace’s room for my undergarments. In the end though, I found myself in the brightly-lit kitchen.
“Hey!” called a deep, resonant voice. “Back here.”
I followed that voice onto a sun-kissed patio, where Jace rested casually at the other end of a round metal table. He wore a faded green T-shirt, cargo shorts, and mirrored sunglasses that looked sleek and sexy against the clean-shaven sides of his head. He rose, hugged me sweetly, then pulled a chair out for me as well.
No sooner had I sat down than a steaming mug of coffee was being held out to me. I wrapped both hands gingerly around it, and for a brief moment our wedding rings touched.
“Good morning, husband.”
I gave him a very wifely kiss on his bearded cheek, then took a long sip. The taste nearly caused me to melt into my chair! The coffee was every bit as amazing as it smelled from the shower.
“Not bad?” Jace asked.
I shook my head in awe. “Did you run this through God’s own coffee maker, or—”
“The beans are from Molokai. They were roasted this morning, while we slept.”
I sighed into the cup, taking another long pull. Once finished, I flashed him a contented smile.
