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Riley had brought the truck to a stop at the edge of the woods where the road came to an abrupt dead end.

Zahara thrust the truck door open and crawled over Holden, her attention on something the second Riley cut the engine. “Oh my God. This is beautiful.”

They watched as their girl slowly let her muscles relax. Arms outstretched, she soaked in the rays of morning light. For the first time in his life, he grew jealous of the sunshine stroking her face, her raven locks, and delicate shoulders. Before long he would have that braid of hers loose, the long strands wrapped around his hand as he and Riley worked her body.

He and Riley leaned on the hood of the truck as they watched Zahara run into the large field of wildflowers that swayed in the mountain breeze. Fireweed with a splash of yarrow here and there. Lupin mostly.

“First stage complete.” Holden turned to Riley, who raised a brow in question. “We’re a third of the way there.”

“Let’s hope she likes the rest of our plan.”

Holden snagged the blanket, the basket of food they prepared, and towels from the back of the truck.

Riley lowered his voice so Zahara wouldn’t overhear as she approached, her hands full of a massive bouquet. “I can’t get the image of her having a wet dream about us from my head.”

Holden nodded, his attention on Zahara.

“I should be mad at both of you for your macho bull crap.” She pulled up short of them, just out of their reach. The last time she hesitated, he understood. But out here, no prying eyes. He would have to stop her from robbing them of her delicious heat.

Anger tinted her cheeks a pretty pink and reached into her eyes until they shone like sapphire jewels. Rosy lips pursed in contemplation. Holden fought the grin that worked his lips into a smile.

Every cell in his body told him to push her patience and get her riled up enough to tell them why she thought leaving without saying goodbye was a good idea. Fuck that. Why she thought she would be leaving in the first place.

But logic pulled back his tendencies and slowed him to a walk. He’d get his answers later when she was weak and pinned between him and Riley.

“I should have known you two would be up to something. Esmeralda said as much and Remy warned me to bolt my door the second she got off the phone with Drake.”

“Why didn’t you?”

Zahara took a step back and turned to walk down the path carved between tall pines and oaks on either side. “Good question, Ashwood. I guess I wanted to see what you would do. So now that you have me out here where there are no prying eyes, what plans do you have in mind?”

His jaw twitched. Her chest fell and rose heavily. That pretty flush deepened. He pushed up from the truck and grabbed her around the waist pulling her soft, supple body against his harder one. The second she felt his massive hard-on she bit her lip, her eyes darting to his.

Riley moved in behind her, pressing her deeper into Holden’s embrace.

“We’re going to fuck you, claim you, my sweet little teacher.”

She twisted to face Riley, bringing her hands to Holden’s chest. Her own heaving with heavy shuddering breaths.

“And then if you’re a good girl, we’re going to mark our mountain bride with our hot cum inside your sweet honey-dripping pussy.”

Chapter Five

Bride? Claim and mark her? What was she? Their property?

The nerve of those two. Worse, thelackof her nerve.

She sighed, heavy frustration pouring out. The second Riley shoved the truck into park, she bounded out and plucked every flower she could hold to keep her hands busy. Otherwise, they’d both be nursing a good old-fashioned knuckle sandwich right in theperfectlines of thoseperfectchiseled jaws.

Damn her weakness for cleft chins and dark eyes. She knew exactly why she didn’t nail her door shut. It had everything to do with a fast exit and nothing to do with her desire for them to stop her.

Zahara’s head spun and her stomach bubbled with unease. She pressed a hand to squelch the queasiness.

“Come. We want to show you something before ravishing you until you can’t think straight.”

They had always been straight talkers with her, but theyreallywere not holding anything back now. All the dirty talk left her insides on fire and her pussy drenching her panties. At this rate, she’d need a change of clothing before noon.

Riley tangled his fingers with hers and gave a slight tug. The path broadened just ahead and he helped her over a felled tree from one side while Holden balanced what looked like a picnic on the other. Beneath their feet, small pine needles and twigs snapped as gnarled roots lay ready to trip her up. Birds hopped from branch to branch overhead, chirping their morning serenade. A sudden peace settled over her despite wanting to be mad as hell.

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