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“You come a little closer. I’ll really give you something to enjoy.”

Her brow cocked. “Is that so?”

“Do you doubt me, dove? I’d give you anything.”

The slight quirk of her full lips had me thickening behind my fly. Yes, she could have anything she fucking wanted. Any way she wanted. All she need do was ask.

“I’ll never doubt you again, Noah. I promise.”

Pulling my hand from my pocket, I held it out to her. “Then come here, darling, and let me make you mine. For keeps.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she moved toward me, weaving her fingers through mine and pressing her lips to my knuckles. “I like the sound of that.” When we didn’t head inside, she faltered, giving me a curious stare.

“We’ll go inside later. I have a surprise for you just round back.”

“You’re the romantic. I’ve decided.”

“Am I?”

“Yes. You’re my romantic. Kingston is my dirty Alpha. Alek, my strong, steady rock. And Caleb is my strict yet tender daddy.”

I cupped her cheek with my free hand, leaning forward and feathering my lips over hers. “I do love to sweep you off your feet.” Doing just that, I lifted her, cradling her in my arms and blurring us to the back side of the house, where her surprise was waiting just as I’d promised.

“What took you so long?” Alek asked.

Sunday’s head snapped to the side, a laugh falling from her lips. The Viking was seated in the bubbling jacuzzi, rose petals floating on the surface, arms spread across the edge, hair piled in a bun at the top of his head.

“You were supposed to wait for us,” I said, exasperated.

He snorted. “So I got a head start. I just wanted to be ready for Sunny. Besides, it looks like she’s ready for a soak. You’re the only one still dressed.”

“Yup, you’re the romantic. Candles, rose petals, the whole nine yards.” She trailed her fingertips through the hair at the nape of my neck.

“It’s our honeymoon. What else would I do?”

“It’s perfect.”

“You’reperfect.”

She rolled her eyes, but a happy flush swept across her skin.

I carefully set her down, discreetly plucking a leaf from her tangled curls. “Go on in. Alek and I made sure the water was just right.”

“Aren’t you coming?”

“Not in this suit, dove.”

She snickered. “We wouldn’t want to get it wet.”

“You’re the only thing I want wet.”

“Already done.”

“God, I love it when you’re cheeky.” I spanked her, sending her scuttling forward. She shot me a heated glance over her shoulder before gracefully moving down the steps to Alek.

She settled into the water, her breasts bobbing enticingly at the surface as she sat on Alek’s lap. I began undressing, eager to join them. Sunday’s eyes were locked on my hands as they worked to free my belt. A soft moan escaped her lips as Alek massaged her neck.

Christ. I was already rock hard and aching.

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