by Sophie Oak
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“Relax, baby,” Cam whispered. “We want to play with you.”
She moved restlessly as she watched Rafe. He got to his knees and
ran his hands along her thighs, making every inch of skin he touched
come alive.
“It was pointed out to us tonight that we have neglected you
terribly,” Rafe said. “We’ve been selfish. We’ve taken turns when we
should have given you everything.”
She wanted everything. “But you’re not going to do that
anymore?”
“No, we’re going to overwhelm you. We’re going to make you
scream.” Cam punctuated his statement by turning his hips up and
impaling her on his cock.
Laura gasped. He was so big in this position. She was caught on
his cock, utterly helpless to do anything but take him deep inside her
cunt. He fought because the angle was odd, but that long dick wasn’t
taking no for an answer. He slid deep inside her with a satisfying
grunt.
“Better?” Rafe asked. What was he doing? Cam was in her pussy.
Rafe couldn’t take her ass. Her ass was pressed against Cam’s pelvis.
“Better for me. Fuck she’s tight from this position.” Cam’s hands
steadied her hips.
Rafe got in between her legs. “It was pointed out to us that we’ve
missed many opportunities because we’ve been a bit too…what was
the word the perverted artist used?”
“Vanilla.” Cam rotated his hips, his cock massaging a spot deep
inside her that got her moaning.
“Yes, we’ve been vanilla. We’ve decided to give that up. We’ve
been a bit afraid of not proving entirely masculine.”
Cam laughed behind her. “We’ve been afraid our cocks might
bump and we’ll feel weird.”
“That’s stupid,” Laura said, her breath catching as Rafe put his
fingers on her pussy.
Rafe winked at her. “Yes, we were told how stupid it is. And we
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were also given several suggestions on how to avoid the disaster of
this morning.”
Even through the righteous sexual tension, she had to laugh. She
remembered what had happened. “I thought you looked sweet
together, all cuddled up.”
“Hey, I thought he was you,” Cam complained. “And if you do
what Zane told you to do, you should know I’ll have my revenge.”
Rafe was toying with her clit. Oh, god, she was so stinking close.
When were they going to stop this slow, delicious torture? “If I know
Zane, it involved punching someone.”
Rafe lowered his head, proving just how dedicated he was to
giving up his addiction to vanilla. “He called it aversion therapy. Nate called it assault. I think we can work out our problems without
violence.”
Cam’s cock was rubbing in a rhythmic cycle. Just a little in and
out. In and out. “You’re not allowed to leave our bed. That way we
always cuddle you.”
“And if our cocks touch, we just move away. No harm. No foul.
But you should know our attentions will always be on you, our bella.”
Rafe leaned over and licked her clit.
“Oh my god,” Laura cried out.
Cam pulled her back, fucking deeper into her and forcing her clit
to stand out for Rafe’s use. His tongue caught on the nub and worked
her hard. Cam pressed her down on his cock, filling her and hitting
her G-spot as her clit exploded. Pleasure rushed through her like a
tidal wave. They didn’t stop just because she’d come. Rafe continued
to lick her, and Cam maneuvered her on his dick, finding new spots
that sent her gasping.
Finally they drew away. Rafe pulled her up and off Cam’s cock.
She looked back at him and could see his dick glistening with her
cream, but still hard as a rock.
“You didn’t come?” she asked. Cam’s face was set in a harsh,
unsatisfied line.
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He shook his head. “Not yet. Not until I get in that ass. I’m not
coming until I fill your ass, baby.”
It wasn’t done yet. She felt languid as Rafe carried her toward the
bedroom. He rushed as though he couldn’t possibly wait a moment
longer.
“Ride me,” he demanded as he set her on her feet and got on his
back.
He was the perfect picture of glorious decadence. His long, lean
body was laid out for her, his cock stood up as though seeking what it
was missing. Pre-cum wept from his slit, and Laura couldn’t help but
reach down and swipe it off. She loved his taste, woodsy and salty
and so masculine she could die.
“Don’t you tease me,” Rafe ordered, pulling her onto the bed.
“You ride me.”
She straddled him and had just gotten her balance when he thrust
up, his cock invading her pussy. He forced her hips down, impaling
her on him.
“That’s what I want,” he groaned as he pulled her down. “Now
give Cam room to work.”
She felt Cam’s hands worshipping the curves of her ass while
Rafe kissed her into submission. Cam’s fingers glided from the small
of her back, over her cheeks, and down the crack to rim her asshole.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for this?” Cam
asked.
Years, she knew. He’d had a very healthy preoccupation with her
ass from the first day they’d met. She’d noticed how he looked at her.
She’d seen him watch her walk away through the reflective glass of
an elevator and thought he just liked the way she looked. Even then
he’d probably been thinking about how nice she would look with his
dick up her ass. Her Cam was a dirty boy.
“Fuck, Cam, hurry up. I want a turn.”
Rafe wasn’t far behind. Now that they’d left their vanilla-ness
behind, it looked like she was in for some rough rides. Damn, but she
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was looking forward to that.
More lube. He spread it all over her anus, working it deep inside.
Before she could process that sensation, she felt the broad head of his
cock poking at her, requesting entrance.
“Push out against me, baby. It only hurts for a minute.”
It wasn’t hurting exactly, but it also wasn’t comfortable. There
was an oddly erotic pressure building. Rafe soothed her by stroking
her hair and kissing her, his tongue whirling around hers. Cam
gripped her hips. Four hands caressed her. Two bodies enclosed her.
All the years without them fell away.
“Does it hurt, bella?” Rafe’s concern showed on his face. He
pushed her hair out of her face. “Cam, stop. She’s crying.”
“Don’t you stop, Cameron Briggs,” she ordered. She wasn’t about
to lose him now. “I’m not hurt. I’m full.”
She was. She was full of them, full of love. For the first time in
years, she was full of life. Even when she’d thought she’d moved past
what happened to her, she’d been living a half life. She could never
settle for a safe life when what they offered her was so much more.
Dangerous, yes. Anything could
happen. The world was filled with
bad shit that could flare up in an instant. A physically stronger person could hurt her again, but what she couldn’t lose was this moment. Not
ever. She wouldn’t ever let anyone close her heart off again. That had
been her mistake.
“I’m so full, Cam. I need you.”
“I love you, baby,” he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. He
pressed in, and she felt his cock sink deep.
“Bella, I love you so much.” Rafe pushed his hips up. “Oh, I can
feel him.”
“We’re together,” she said, smiling through those cleansing tears.
Finally together.
Laura had thought she couldn’t come again, but it built quickly.
Cam dragged his cock in and out of her ass, hitting nerves she never
knew she had. Knowing that their cocks dragged against each other,
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working in tandem to push her to a peak, did something for her. She
came in a giant rush of pleasure and emotion.
Rafe held her tight as he shouted out when he filled her. His cock
felt like it grew impossibly large as he spilled his cum inside her. Cam came a second later, grinding into her as though he had to get out
every ounce of cum in his body. She felt hot jets filling her pussy and
her ass. She was covered in them.
She fell forward, and Cam came down on top. They shifted to the
side, plastered together.
“I love you both.” This was her future. These two amazing men.
And then Cam looked over her at Rafe. She waited for the
emotion to pass between the men, but no. Cam gave his partner a
thumbs-up.
Laura let her head fall back as she laughed.
Yeah. She’d missed that, too.
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Chapter Sixteen
Rafe turned in his sleep and cuddled against the softest, warmest
skin he’d ever felt. He let his arm drift around her. He breathed
deeply, smelling sex and musk and Laura’s own sweet scent. He
inhaled it, letting it surround him. Then he opened his eyes because he
wanted to make damn sure who he was cuddling.
Laura lay beside him, her beautiful face peaceful in sleep. Her
blonde hair was spread across the pillows, tickling the skin of his
neck. Soft light filtered in, making her look so lovely. The night
before crashed over him. It had been everything he could have hoped
for. She’d given them everything. And he was a greedy bastard who
always wanted more.
He would never get enough of her.
The smell of coffee wafted in.
“That smells so good,” Laura said, the little smile on her face
telling Rafe she’d been awake for a while.
“Cam is up.” And that meant maybe he could get in a little alone
time with the most beautiful girl in the world. Not that he didn’t like
sharing her with Cam. He liked it more than he would ever have
dreamed imaginable, but he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity
to have her to himself. They would be having a lot of date nights.
“You know how Cam’s appetite is. He’s cooking breakfast.”
“If I remember correctly, breakfast is just about the only thing
Cam can cook.” Laura stretched, the sheet slipping from her breasts
revealing creamy-white skin tipped with the dusty-pink nipples he
loved to play with, to suck on.
A deep sense of peace fell over Rafe. He’d agonized over this
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decision, but it was the right one. This was where he belonged. Close
to her. He caressed her cheek, loving the feel of her skin against his
hand. Even the fact that Cam was puttering around the kitchen gave
him a deep feeling of belonging.
He didn’t have a job. Every single day since he’d turned sixteen,
Rafe had gotten up and gone to work. He’d been a twenty-four-seven
obsessive workaholic, and now he was thinking about fishing.
He was definitely thinking about never leaving this bed again. He
let his hand find the curve of her hip.
Laura moved closer, cuddling against him. “I guess I won’t need
my electric blanket this winter. You and Cam are like furnaces.” She
turned her face up to him, her blue eyes sleepy in the early morning
light. “You really want to stay in Bliss?”
“Yes.” He wanted to figure this place out. It was a weird little
mystery—part hippie, part pure True Grit western. But he did have a few demands of his own. “You can’t keep working at the gas station.”
Her mouth turned down. “What else am I going to do? Nate is full
up on deputies.”
“Not for long. Cam is working on his facial recognition software.
What if the three of us specialized in missing persons cases? You
know people. You know why they might run. I know how to track
down a criminal. Between the three of us, we could really help some
people.” He’d thought about it long after Laura and Cam had fallen
asleep. It was work that could be meaningful.
Laura settled back down. “I could get into that.”
And he could get into her. He rolled her on her back, making a
place for himself between her legs. “But we don’t have to go to work
just yet.”
He was just about to press his lips to hers when there was a loud
knock on the door.
Rafe cursed and rolled off her. It had been easy to forget that there
was a whole world of shit out there that he had to deal with.
“I’ll handle this, bella.” He reached for his pants. “You can stay in
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bed. We’ll take up where we left off.”
“Not on your life, mister.” Laura wrapped a robe around her body
and got to the door before he could. “I’m willing to discuss decisions
with you, not allow you to make them for me.”
Rafe rushed out behind her, not bothering with a shirt.
Cam had the door open, and Nate Wright filled the doorway. He’d
taken his hat off. Fuck. That couldn’t be good. The sheriff had a deeply somber look on his face.
“Laura,” Nate began. “I have some bad news.”
Cam took a step back, and it was obvious that he knew what was
going on. He took Laura’s hand. “They found a body dumped behind
town hall with a note for you.”
Rafe’s stomach turned. He’d known that the Marquis de Sade was
out there. He really had. But this made it all too real. And proved
beyond a shadow of a doubt that Laura was right. He knew it deep in
his bones. Not only was the killer law enforcement—he was on the
same team that was trying to catch him. God, one of his coworkers,
one of his friends, was the same man who had nearly killed his
woman. Rafe looked at his partner, and he could see they were
thinking the same thing.
“Who?” Laura asked, her voice smaller than usual. She’d paled,
her complexion turning a chalky white. Rafe reached for her hand. He
would do anything to spare her this.
Nate held her eyes. “It was your friend.”
Laura stumbled, her body crumpling. Rafe caught her before she
reached the floor. A sob tore out of her throat. “No. No.”
“Nate? What’s going on?” A feminine voice called out. Rafe
looked up and saw Holly rushing from her doorway where the big,
sullen doctor stood fully dressed with a bag in his hand.
Laura looked up and was on her feet before Rafe could stop her.
She ran toward Holly, throwing herself in the other woman’s arms.
She ran her hands across Holly’s face as though she had to prove to
herself that Holly was still there.
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“Damn it,” Nate cursed, stalking toward the women. “Laura, I did
not mean Holly. I am so sorry. Nell is fine, too. She and Henry are
still holed up with Cassidy and Mel.”
“What happened?” Holly asked, wrapping her arms around Laura.
The doctor stepped forward. “Logan found the body of a woman
outside town hall when he went to file the paperwork to hire Deputy
Briggs. I was just leaving to head to the scene.”
“Who?” Laura asked.
Rafe had a suspicion. If he was right, then the Marquis de Sade
had taken care of some old business. “It was Jana, wasn’t it?”
“Yes. The victim was Jana Evans,” Nate replied.
Laura choked back a sob.
It made sense. Now that the fact that the killer had a connection to
Jana had come out, he would have to deal with the reporter. “And you
said there was a letter addressed to Laura?”
Nate nodded gravely. “Yes. It’s in evidence at the station house,
but the gist was that he’s coming for her. He called her his sweet little rabbit and promised that their game would be over soon.”
“Motherfucker.” Cam always had the right words to sum up a
situation.
They had to figure this out and soon. It was time to take a close
look at all their coworkers. “You won’t find anything on the body.
He’s very careful, though this is a change in his MO. He usually
leaves the bodies where he kills them.”
“I’m looking for his kill site,” Nate said.
“Look for someplace remote,” Cam advised. “He likes to take his
time with his victims. At home he used abandoned warehouses and
storefronts. You should look for empty cabins. And we need alibis on
everyone. I mean everyone. I want the whole team’s time last night
accounted for.”
“That won’t be easy.” Nate frowned. “According to your