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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Katie
Last night was magical with the guys. The way we talked and shared over dinner. I never knew they had difficult pasts, working their way up the corporate ladder. For some reason, they gave the illusion that success was simple and straightforward, almost like magic.
But that’s not true because Mason, Kane and Tyler work. They’re powerful billionaires, and they didn’t get this way without putting their nose to the grindstone. So I could feel myself spiraling, throwing myself off the cliff, like I was headed into rainbow-colored abyss where only good things happen.
Because I’ve fallen for the billionaires big time. Who wouldn’t? They’re powerful, assertive, with razor-sharp minds. Not to mention devastatingly sexy with the bodies of gods. And after the amazing dinner, we had a session right there on the living room rug. Holy smokes, but when you mix sex and love, the physical just gets better.
Because it was mind-blowing.
Fantastical.
Beyond my wildest expectations.
And as a result, I’ve given myself to three men. Completely and truly, I’m lost now, diving in free fall, and it’s the best thing ever. Whatever they want, I’ll do. I’ll transform myself into a doll for them. I’ll let them use me for their pleasure. I’ll let them take my body, releasing again and again.
But it’s more than that. Because all that doll stuff is dumb. Mason, Kane and Tyler want me to be me. Can you believe it? They want me, Katie Evans, to be my true self, the best version of me.
Because once we finished on the rug, I sat up, dazed, virile sperm trailing from three separate places.
“Umm,” I moaned, head still spinning. “Ummm.”
I couldn’t manage much more than that, completely overwhelmed. But the billionaires were on it. Kane grabbed a towel from the bathroom and immediately began sponging gently between my legs. Mason kissed me, lapping the spunk from my lips, and Tyler swiped a hotel bathrobe, wrapping my form in clean, terrycloth comfort.
“Oh,” I murmured, shaking my head. “This is better than the best spa treatment.”
“You got it, sweet thing,” growled Mason, licking his lips. “But we’ve got more coming. Being with us is a thousand times better than any massage or mani-pedi.”
I flushed immediately.
“Of course,” was my gentle sigh. “Of course, because I get to have you in me. That doesn’t happen during a massage.”
The men’s eyebrows raised.
“I hope not,” growled Tyler. “Otherwise, damn! I’ve been going to the wrong places.”
And I laughed out loud then, loving their senses of humor. But Kane finished cleaning between my legs and blew a kiss down there before pressing my thighs together.
“Sweetheart,” he said, lifting his head. “We’re better than any spa because we want what’s best for you. Those places a way to let go and relax, but we want to take you to a higher plane.”
I nodded again.
“Of course,” was my soft reply. “I love being with you, you make me feel so good.”
“Physically yes,” growled Tyler. “But there’s more to it. We want you to quit your job honey, and start that non-profit you’ve always dreamed of.”
What?
My mouth opened, and then snapped shut.
They couldn’t mean it.
How?
Why?
I shook my head then.
