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I felt my knees grow weak underneath me as his strong arm caught me from falling to the floor.

I was overwhelmed by the passion I felt. As Harper drew me into his arms and away from Rowan, I felt his hands cradle my body lightly. His kiss was unassuming and soft, like he was waiting for me to disapprove of what he was doing. The tips of our tongues connected just before my head cocked to the side and, the moment I threaded my arms around his neck, he deepened the kiss.

The way his beard raked along my skin brought me endless amounts of pleasure.

Soon, I was being twirled around in Owen’s arms. Owen’s kiss was surprisingly sweet for a man who boasted of the muscle and strength he had underneath his clothes. My hands fisted his flannel shirt and pulled him closer, our lips dancing against one another’s while his hand slowly worked its way through the tresses of my hair.

Then I found myself standing in front of Chance, the oldest of the brothers. His light blue eyes stared down at me.

He didn’t kiss me, not like the rest of the brothers did. I ran my hands up his strong arms, tracing the tattoos I could see before my fingers rounded his muscular shoulders. I could see the pain behind his eyes. The things he’d seen and done that he carried with him from his military days. He stared at me intently, his beard concealing the frown on his face as I slowly rose up onto my tiptoes.

I couldn’t not kiss him. Not after the way everyone else had made me feel.

Lightly, I cupped his cheeks within the palms of my hands. I pulled his lips down to mine, cradling his lips sweetly against my warmth. He moved with me, his hands hesitantly placing themselves on my hips and, when I pulled back from him, I could feel myself panting.

I’d never been so turned on in my life. I could feel myself pooling into my pants while I was surrounded by burly, muscular, beautiful men. I looked deep into Chance’s eyes while I debated my next steps and, for once in my life, I decided to do something I’d wanted to do for years.

“Truth?” I asked breathlessly.

“Truth,” Chance said.

“I want all of you,” I said as I looked around the room. “Every single one of you.”

They were all stone-cold silent as I drew in a deep breath through my nose.

“Dare?” I asked.

“Dare,” they all said in unison.

“I want you all to fuck me,” I said. “Now.”

I could see the emotions playing on all their faces, debating on whether or not to act. I could see that each one of them was hard, while my nipples rose to painful peaks behind my bra. I wanted them all to claim me, to take me as theirs and never let me go. I wanted to feel their bodies pressed against mine.

I wanted all of them or none of them.

That was what I truly wanted.

Then, Chance leapt out toward me. He pulled me against his body harshly, crashing his lips into mine as he tugged my shirt over my head. Everything was a flurry of hands and lips and clothes. Fabrics being cast off to the side while Chance’s lips traveled down my chest. I could feel Owen seize my lips while Rowan whispered naughty pleasures in my ear and, in an instant, I felt Ethan’s naked body pressing against my back.

The cock that slid between my legs had me shivering while Rowan’s words left me breathless.

“The moonlight cascading over your skin has nothing on the sweat I’m going to pull from you,” Rowan said. “You’ll be begging for release by the time I’m done with you.”

I was mindless with pleasure while the brothers kissed and suckled and lapped at every inch of my skin. I didn’t know who was who and I didn’t care. All I wanted was their love and attention and their bodies pressed against mine.

Ethan cupped my breasts from behind and licked up my neck, causing my body to shiver, while a hand slowly slid between my legs. The rough callouses stroked my pussy, making me wetter than I’d ever felt before. I opened my eyes and looked down, seeing Chance with his hand dangerously close to penetrating my sopping wet folds.

And his eyes were radiant with devious delight.

“Are you all right?” Harper asked.

The question stopped every single brother in their tracks while my body stood spread for their pleasure.

“What?” I asked.

“Kyra, open your eyes and look at me.”

I fluttered my eyes open and took in Harper’s naked body. He was the perfect height for me and his body was strong. His biceps were chiseled and his abdomen rippled with the slightest movement. The pointers he had on his hips leading down to his massive cock beckoned to my tongue, but his eyes were filled with worry and hesitation.


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