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“Share with me too?” Reese sneaks behind me.

Swallowing thickly, I can’t say no.

Reese bites through my print with a buttery purr. “Next time, let me and Dutch make you the sandwich.”

Yes.

Please.

“We’ll take turns.” Jin leans to snap another bite, careful not to touch skin.

I’d have to ask for that.

But I don’t dare ask for more. I eat my perfect sandwich, trading bites between the guys until I’m licking grease off my fingers.

“More?” Jin licks his lips.

“More.” One more egg and cheese.

Then maybe a nibble of Jin and Reese.

Bish snags me before my teeth get me in trouble. He wipes my buttered fingers with a hot towel. “Where’s my treat?”

“You don’t share food.”

“Let me have a bite of something else.” Bish nips my cleaned knuckles.

I’ve slept.

I’ve eaten.

The chemicals are purged.

So why am I light-headed?

“Solly!”

The bellow I’ve been expecting gives me a split-second warning I’m about to be tackled.

This time, I don’t dodge.

Just let him have me.

“You’re wearing my sweatshirt.” Dutch hauls me on his hips with a growl deeper than the ocean. He notices my shorts. He slinks up the leg holes, under my panties until he’s double-palming my ass. “Have to eat you up.”

“Want to make her a sandwich?” Reese covers Dutch’s hands, then slides around my hips until he’s stroking my belly. Dutch grinds me, his ready dick hard as a toothpick.

But thicker.

Much thicker.

“Umm…” A soft voice calls from the porch. “Should I come back later?”

“You’re good.” Reese caresses my stomach before pulling away. “We’re dressed and everything.”

“Bish is dressed.” I wiggle out of Dutch’s grasp.

One alpha wears a vest over a collared shirt, ready to roll for high tea or oysters on the dock. The others are shirtless, painted into shorts that offer as much coverage as a tube sock.

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