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I cried out my climax to the ceiling, quaking between my men, clutching on to them as I soared over the edge. Stars sparked behind my hazed eyes.

My orgasm caught Niko up in its impact. He groaned, and his cock pulsed wildly inside of me. He slowed his thrusting as he poured out his own release.

Rafael was not so easily won over. He looped an arm along my stomach and increased his pace. I worked my body against him, giving him everything he gave me. As he gripped my hips with both hands and let out a roar that set my skin quivering, I came again on the heels of my first climax.

We sagged together in a jumble of naked limbs. I hummed happily, totally sated. “Now all I need is a joint cuddle under the covers.”

Rafael let out a peal of laughter. “You’re going to need to get a bigger bed,” he said. “Make room for all of us to fit.”

Like he was already imagining the four of us tucked together on one mattress. Like hewantedthat.

A grin stretched across my face with the almost unbearable happiness that we’d all come to accept our strange relationship. “I bet that could be arranged.”

TWENTY-EIGHT

Luciana

I wokeup early the next morning feeling parched but otherwise content. Despite my current bed only being a normal-sized queen, my three men had managed to squeeze onto it around me anyway. The heat of their bodies surrounded me, along with Rafael’s soft snores and Jasper’s and Niko’s drowsy breaths.

For a moment, I just lay there, luxuriating in the sense of love and companionship unlike any I’d ever known before. But my throat kept panging with its demand for hydration, and my bladder twinged too.

Grimacing, I eased myself out from between the three sleeping men and managed to slip off the bed without waking any of them.

On my way out of the bedroom, I grabbed my phone, but Emi hadn’t sent any new texts overnight. Sometimes she forgot that we were on totally opposite daylight schedules with her on the other side of the world.

I tucked the phone into the pocket of my pajama shorts, made a quick stop in the bathroom, and then ambled over to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water from the faucet. Leaning against the counter in the faint dawn light, I took a few slow gulps until the itch of thirst retreated.

I was just setting the glass down, planning to clamber back into my manly nest on the bed, when my phone chimed after all.

My lips twitched into a smile, anticipating a barrage of emojis, but when I glanced at the screen, my body tensed.

The number wasn’t anyone in my contacts, but the message made it clear enough who’d sent it.

Hey. It’s Quentin. I need to talk to you.

I raised an eyebrow at the implicit demand. MaybeIneeded to never see his stupid if admittedly striking face again. I debated ignoring him but then decided I might as well figure out what he wanted.

How did you even get my number?I wrote back.

Registration records are a thing, you know. And not exactly top secret. Can you come down? I’d rather talk in person. I’m outside your building.

Both of my eyebrows shot upward at that last sentence.You tracked down my address? Stalker much?

It was also in the registration records. No big deal. Are you going to come down or what?

Still an asshole, even to the end. I blew at my bangs in exasperation, but in spite of my snarky remark about stalkers, I didn’t think I’d just picked up a new one. I’d never gotten a dangerous vibe from Quentin, only a jerky one. Over the years under my mother’s rule, I’d gotten lots of practice at telling the difference.

That didn’t mean I wanted to chat with the guy, though.

As I hesitated, the phone chimed with a follow-up text. One that said simply,Please?

Huh. Exactly how much pride had that single word cost Quentin’s massive ego?

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. What could he possibly want to say to me that was so important?

Whatever it was, if I didn’t go along with his request right now, chances seemed good that he’d hassle me when Jasper was around—and possibly hassle Jasper too. I’d rather spare my skating partner the frustration of dealing with his rival if I could.

And I couldn’t deny that I was a tiny bit curious too.

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