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But the fourth is shut.
“This is our private wing. There’s a guest house out back and plenty of other rooms you can explore tomorrow. But,this is where you’ll stay.” A long, deliberate inhalation supports Wesley’s decree when he adds, “This is for you, prize.”
Briggs holds my hand and waits for Grant to open the door as if letting him make the final decision about whether or not to invite me into their inner sanctum.
He does.
I gasp. Inside is safe harbor. A refuge that includes a full wall of books, tons of plants, oversized lounge chairs perfect for reading or napping, and floor-to-ceiling windows that probably have a killer view of the grounds during the day.
Soft light emanates from lamps and LED strips strategically placed around the space. Beyond the sitting area, I spot a bedroom with the biggest bed I’ve ever seen. It’s a four-poster draped in gauzy netting that makes it look like a proper cloud. On the other side is a bathroom with marble flooring and a tub sunk into the floor. It’s also ginormous. It could qualify as a plunge pool. A shower that could fit most of my trailer in it is surrounded by clear glass walls that house three of those wide flat rain heads and a zillion jets that make me pretty sure I could wash a car in there if I needed to.
There’s a door at the far end that I would bet leads to a closet worthy of a princess.
Their prize.
Holy shit. “You created this space for your lovers?”
“No.” Grant is quick to correct me. “We’ve had plenty of those. But we’ve never brought any here. This is only for the one. We kept it ready for you. We’ve been looking for you all our lives, Clover.”
Wesley swallows hard when I peek up at him, and Briggs seems to be holding his breath. But I’m the one who’s speechless. If there was a single speck of resistance left in me, they vaporized it with that declaration.
“We’re going to take care of you. Not only tonight. Always,” Grant promises.
I reach for them and they come.
Briggs plucks me from the floor and holds me close as Wesley and Grant kiss my cheek and forehead. Then, together, they snap into action. Wesley strides to the bathroom and flips a golden tap. Water pours from a long slot in the wall that puts my accidental waterfall at home to shame. Steamy water fills the tub far faster than I would have imagined.
While it’s rising, Briggs sets me down and undresses both me and himself. Grant adds a splash of oil that smells green—like rosemary or eucalyptus or something I imagine they’d have at an upmarket spa—to the water. I sigh when Briggs lifts me and carries me into the tub, holding me on his lap as Grant and Wesley stride down the stairs with several splashes to join us.
I’m shocked when they simply sit there and chill. Sometimes massaging the warm, scented water into my skin, loosening the muscles they strained earlier.
“She’s done for tonight,” Briggs rumbles to Wesley and Grant.
No one—not them, and certainly not me—argues.
I float after that, half asleep or lost in a trance of pure relaxation as they wash my hair and clean the makeup from my skin. I moan and shift when Wesley washes between my legs, taking away the sticky proof of their claiming.
“Don’t worry, prize. We’ll put that back in the morning.” Grant kisses me soft and slow. He finishes his own bath before climbing from it and opening the closet. If I wasn’t nearly passed out, I would have shrieked. It’s more like a dressing room or a personal boutique that I can’t wait to explore.
He selects a blush silk robe and brings it to me just as Wesley and Briggs finish toweling me dry. Once he’s wrapped me inluxury and Briggs has tended to himself, he lifts me again, this time carrying me toward the bed.
We pile in together, with Beast at our feet.
After they tuck me in and strip the robe from me, I curl up between them and swear I’m asleep before my head hits the very soft pillows.
Surrounded by their heat and strength, I don’t budge until morning.
CHAPTER 9
Clover
When I finally wake, I realize I’ve never slept so soundly. I didn’t jerk from a nightmare once, startled by a rat in the trash or because of the neighbors arguing again.
That dream was so vivid. Happy for once.
I open my eyes to three handsome billionaires and their adorably ruthless dog.
All of them study me as they surround me in their plush bed.
