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Lacey Holland was bad news the instant she turned eighteen, and Joshua Kennedy and his two brothers, Case and Tyler, had done everything in their power to avoid the fuck out of her.
It was just as well that the dark-haired, hazel-eyed beauty found them abhorrent enough to stay out of their way as well. That suited them just fine.
She was completely hands-off out of respect for her brothers, Mike, Phil, Dough, and Jett, men with whom they had forged an unbreakable bond.
They would certainly not be fucking their friends' kid sister, no matter how alluring they found her. No matter how desperate they were to feel her lips on theirs and her body beneath theirs. It didn't matter how much they wanted to bury their cocks deep inside her tight hotness, waiting for her to fall apart all over their aching dicks before they emptied every last drop of their cum inside her.
Joshua took a surreptitious glance her way because that’s what they did now—only short, stolen moments of gazing at her because they each couldn’t trust themselves not to reach across the Holland dinner table for her, toss her over their shoulder, and take her to their ranch, where they planned never to let her leave.
She made them want to do those kinds of reckless, primitive, and viscerally raw things. She brought the fucking caveman out in them, and she thought she was being clever when she tossed that word at them for something they had done of which she didn’t approve.
Instinctively, he rubbed the tips of his thumb and index finger together. He had done that countless times since seeing her in the entrance foyer of her house. He had caught his brothers doing the exact same thing with their fingers.
She really thought they were a bunch of idiots if she believed they bought her story about those small silver balls being marbles.
She honestly expected them to take her word for it that the tiny spheres had fallen out of her pocket and were, in fact, marbles she had washed for some reason for a game they were playing at Andrea’s bachelorette party.
She really did think they were three clueless and stupid cowboys, always dusty, always sweaty, and always smelling of horses and cattle.
Those small metal balls that had bounced and then rolled toward them had fallen out of the folds of her sweet pussy. They had no idea what in the weird bachelorette party shenanigans they had gotten up to, but Lacey had slipped those balls inside her, and then those balls had fallen out of her.
They had acted on purely male savage instinct when they bent to pick them up.
And fuck. Their cocks had hardened and thickened to thrice their size as their fingers slid over the tiny globes, slippery from her wetness and heated from being inside her.
Fucking hell.
At that moment in time, they had exercised giant amounts of control not to grab her and demand she show them exactly how she had put those balls inside her. In that small space of a second, their minds had disintegrated with thoughts of her lying on her back, her legs open to them, as she parted her lovely folds with her pretty little fingers and pushed those balls inside. And then their cocks had threatened to explode as they had each thought of slipping their dicks into her so those balls could bump against the tip of their thickness inside her.
Nothing and no one could have stopped them from licking their fingers so they could taste her wetness. That tiny, infinitesimal, teasing taste had ripped through them and heated their blood for more. So much more.
But she was off limits. They had forgotten themselves, and they had immediately wiped the incident from their minds.
Let her continue thinking they were just a bunch of backward cowboys not worth her time.
Ironically, harder said than done.
Now, sitting opposite them at the Holland dinner table, looking to fucking stunning with her messy bun and body-hugging dress, with her hazel eyes ablaze with determination and a slight tremble to her full pink lips, she'd gone and declared that it couldn’t be that hard to be married to one of them.
Joshua didn’t need to look at his brothers to know the idea fucking terrified each one of them. The things they wanted to do to her, to her body were not things she’d think a normal man wanted to do to a woman.
And then she went one step too far and brazenly said she could be a wife to all three of them. She had simultaneously flipped them upside down and transformed their cocks into raging beasts.
It boggled their minds that they had come home one day after she had turned eighteen, and they found her sunbathing in the skimpiest swimsuit ever, with their balls a deep, fucked-up shade of blue. All three of them had the same violent and visceral reaction to their best friends’ little sister, and it took them by complete surprise.
They memorized every curve of her body, from her sweet Cupid's bow lips to her stubborn little chin. The sexy column of her throat down to her breasts—holy fuck—she was what they thought of as perfection. Stunning, full round globes, their palms ached to touch, and their mouths salivated to suck one. Her tiny waist flared out to hips that their hands could span, then dipped to the apex of her thighs, where a minute triangle of fabric had done nothing to hide her beauty.
If they stared long enough, they might have been able to see the outline of her pussy lips against the disastrously thin fabric of her swimsuit.
If they were forced to remember anything else about that day, they recalled her being spitfire mad at them for ruining her pool party as she stuffed slips of paper with her friends' phone numbers on them into their pockets. She then told them to beat it; they were an unwelcome distraction because her friends seemed to lose their heads when they were around, and it was their fault.
She would never know they had seen nothing and no one else but her from that day onward. And they all three had shared the exact same affliction.
They hadn’t shared a woman in their lives before. They were much too possessive, too dominant, and too territorial, but Lacey Holland had taken hold of their cocks and consumed their minds with the thought of sharing her between them. Of the three of them taking turns stretching her sweet, tight body over and over again until she could fit all three of them inside her in every hole she had. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass. Their three cocks in each of her sweet, delectable holes at the same time. They'd lay awake at night trying to imagine the sounds she would make if they stuffed her that way.
Unconsciously, they kept tabs on her. On their own and through her brothers about who she was dating. They had no idea how they would react if she started to see someone. Would they be able to curtail the violent effect it would have on them?
The answer was no.
