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She wanted him. Wanted all of them. She’d wanted them forever.
Tonight, she was finally going to have them.
All three of them.
Her pirate cleared his throat. “What I’m trying to say is, uh, this isn’t what it looks like. We were gonna stop.”
Ben snorted and rolled his eyes. “No, we weren’t. For punk’s sake, Zorin. And if you’re waiting for Dex’s permission to know what it feels like to have my mouth wrapped around your disco stick, big guy, he just flipping gave it. Are you ready for me now?”
When Ben tried to straighten, Zorin tightened his grip on his shoulder to pin him to the wall. And slanted him a look so menacing it sent a shaft of raw craving straight to Kaia’s clit.
“You’ll stay right there till I’m done with you, gorgeous. If you know what’s good for you.”
Ben shot her a wry look. “How about a little help here, angel?”
With one last wiggle of her hips against his joystick just to keep him thinking about her, Kaia slipped out of Dex’s arms. She sauntered across the floor, one hand trailing across Zorin’s broad back in greeting as she wandered past.
Her pirate finally released Ben to slide his hand through the loose side ponytail spilling over her shoulder—a slow caress that heated her whole body.
“Howdy, sweetheart,” he rasped.
She met his hot gaze with a sidelong smile. “Miss me?”
“You have no idea.”
His heartfelt tone made her grin. Reaching Ben’s side, she looped her arms around his neck to purr in his ear.
“Ben Nero, you are such a bad boy. You’ve got Zorin ready to come in his pants.”
“Yeah, well, that makes two of us.” Ben pulled her in for a kiss that crackled with sexual frustration. “Someone had better be fucking me in about a nanosecond. Right now I’m not too choosy about which one of you gets me off. Looks like you’re first in line, angel.”
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