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  He raised his voice, and her heart pounded. This was going to be one of those moments in her life where she had to take a chance. She just knew it, and she was so attracted to them that nothing really mattered.

  She jumped when she felt Houston’s hand move to her waist and along her side and then Eagan do the same on the other side. She closed her eyes. The effect of all three men touching her, holding her at once was overwhelming.

  “How do you feel?” Miller demanded.

  “Wet,” she said on an exhale.

  “I bet you are wet. Your body knows, even if your heart is too scared to take the chance again,” Miller said to her. She felt his fingers sneak into her bikini bottoms and then smooth down her ass cheek before he slid a digit along the crack of her ass.

  “Miller.” He pressed his lips to hers. That was it. She was lost in the desire, in their touch, as his finger stroked down her ass and pressed against her asshole. A second set of hands pushed down her bottoms as another set undid her top, and then fingers slid into her cunt, and she moaned into Miller’s mouth. A mouth landed on her breasts. Houston. She knew it was Houston and could feel Eagan’s fingers slide in and out of her pussy, and then Miller’s fingers pressed slightly into her asshole, bringing her pleasure, and arousing her at the same time. She came, pulling from his lips and pressing her cheek against his shoulder. They continued to arouse her, thrusting, pinching, pulling, and suckling on her body until she couldn’t stand up. Miller lifted her up and lay her on the seat. Eagan spread her thighs, and his mouth replaced fingers. Miller and Houston pushed her hands above her head and took turns kissing her mouth and then trailing kisses along her breasts, making her shiver and shake and come some more.

  “So fucking delicious. Taste her, Houston,” Eagan told him, and they switched positions, only for Eagan to press his mouth to hers and plunge his tongue into her mouth.

  She ran her free hand through his hair and then felt Houston’s tongue latch onto her cunt and then slide back and forth over her pussy and asshole. She thrust and moaned.

  “That’s right, woman. We are going to make you come all day long, and just when you think you can’t take another orgasm, we’re going to start all over again.” Miller pinched her nipple, tugged on it hard, and then changed positions with Houston.

  “I can feast on her cream all day.”

  Eagan released her lips and began to kiss along her breasts. She panted and moaned and watched Miller lift her thighs over his shoulders right out here in the open waters and thrust his fingers then slide his tongue in and out of her pussy. She wiggled and shook and came again.

  “Miller! Oh God, I can’t take it. Miller!” she exclaimed.

  When she felt his thick, hard finger thrust into her ass as his mouth sucked and pulled on her clit, she shook and screamed. He growled low and then slowly eased his fingers out and then pulled her up into his arms and hugged her to him. She lay her head against his shoulder.

  A few minutes passed, and she calmed her breathing and looked at Miller, who was stroking her skin. “I can’t believe we did that.”

  He gave a wink. “Just wait,” he said to her with promise, and she felt flushed.

  She lifted up, using her arm to cover her breasts.

  “No need for shyness now.” Egana passed her the bikini top as Houston knelt down by the edge of the lounge seat, holding her bottoms as if waiting for her to step into them. She adjusted her top as Miller watched and stroked her belly.

  She slid to the edge and grabbed onto Houston’s shoulders as she stepped into her bottoms and he eased them up her thighs to her hips. She was standing on shaky legs and holding his gaze.

  “How do you feel?” he asked and stroked her arm.

  “That was the sluttiest thing I have ever done in my life.”

  A scowl formed on his face, and a double “what?” pierced the air from both Miller and Eagan. She turned to look, embarrassed, a bit timid from their response.

  “Never, ever say such a thing. That was spontaneous and beautiful. You trusted the three of us to let us taste you and pleasure you out here in the open because you knew we would protect you,” Miller told her.

  “We know how perfect you are. Too damn perfect for us,” Eagan said to her.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say. I’ve never done anything like that before, and I don’t just mean with three men. I mean I haven’t done anything, hell, orgasmed in years.”

  “What? Not one fling? Not even masturbating?” Miller asked so matter-of-factly. She flushed, and then Eagan chuckled.

  “Shit, she’s practically a virgin.”

  She felt a little on the defensive. “I blew out several vibrators I’ll have you know, Eagan.” She placed her hands on her hips.

  He narrowed his eyes at her then reached out and snagged her around the waist, shocking her. “Several, huh? Then I guess bedroom play with toys, some handcuffs, and whips could help you achieve more orgasms. Good to know.” He suckled on her neck, adding a little teeth, making her scream and laugh. She was slapping his bare shoulders, which only validated how hard and muscular he was. He lifted her up, and she straddled his waist.

  They locked gazes.

  “Just kiss me, Emma. Kiss me and just enjoy spending time with us.”

  “Yes, sir.” She cupped his cheeks and kissed him tenderly until that kiss turned into another round of making out, making the four of them become so overheated they decided it was way past the time to go for a dip.

  * * * *

  Eagan watched as Emma swam around trying to avoid being grabbed by Miller and Houston. He was sitting on the edge of the step of the boat as she tried swimming faster, but then Houston grabbed her ankle and pulled her under the water. But then Houston’s eyes widened and he went under next, and she quickly swam toward Eagan.

  Miller was following her, not chasing, just following when Houston yelled toward her.

  “She pulled down my shorts.”

  Miller laughed. When she got to Eagan she lifted herself up, and he stood to help her, but instead of letting her pass by dripping wet, hair clinging to her breasts and skin, he gave her a wink.

  “She improvised and succeeded military style.” He kissed her softly on the lips. He kept a hand on her lower back, and she held on to his arms to turn and see how close Miller and Houston were getting to the boat.

  “She’s going to get a nice punishment for that one,” Miller said.

  “Punishment?” she asked and went to step onto the boat and to grab a towel, but Miller grabbed her and hugged her to him. “You are so going to get it for doing that to big bad Houston.” He caressed her ass. “And we’re going to love watching it.”

  “Watching what?” she asked as he turned her and remained holding her.

  Houston gave Eagan a wink.

  “First spanking coming up.” He took her from Miller.

  “I see another boat in the distance.”

  “Well, good, then they’ll know she belongs to us and she got her first punishment. Nothing better than her bare ass being spanked by her man.”

  She covered her ass. “You wouldn’t dare, Houston,” she said, sounding shocked, and Eagan saw that wicked grin.

  “I wouldn’t?”

  He lifted her up, and she screamed. “Houston, someone might see.”

  He carried her down the stairs and into the small sitting area. Eagan and Miller followed, but before they got down the stairs, they heard the first spank of his hand to her wet skin.

  “Oh,” she cried out.

  “Pulling down my shorts was sneaky.” He spanked her again.

  “Houston, oh God, what are you doing?” she asked, and then their brother slid a finger into her pussy. Her legs widened.

  “Ahhh, someone likes it. I had a feeling our woman would.”

  Eagan walked closer, knelt down, and caressed her sexy, round ass. “Holy fuck, she sure does. She’s getting the couch all wet.”

  Emma gasped in shock and then looked up
and tried to shove her wet hair from her face when Houston spanked her again.

  “Oh.”

  “My turn. Fuck, look at this ass,” Miller said and stroked a finger along the crack and pulled off her bikini bottoms.

  “Nice and wet, too. Feel,” Houston told Miller. Miller slid his finger into her cunt and stroked her. Eagan lifted her face and locked gazes with a very aroused-looking Emma.

  “Feel good?” he asked, and her lips parted, and she nodded.

  “Ever get your ass spanked?”

  “No.”

  “That’s hot,” Miller said.

  “Really hot,” Houston added as he continued to stroke her pussy.

  “I think we need another taste of her sweet cream before lunch,” Houston said.

  “Oh yeah, definitely.” Houston lifted her up and used his legs to spread her body wider as she sat on his lap, her back against his front.

  “Oh God, Houston. Wait. Oh!” She cried out because Miller fell to his knees and began to feast on her pussy. He alternated tongue and then fingers, stroking her and thrusting them into her. Then he pulled out and began to arouse her asshole.

  Eagan was standing there now, watching, waiting his turn, but he couldn’t wait. Houston suckled against her neck, and Eagan caressed her hair from her cheek, and then Houston spoke.

  “Give Eagan a chance.”

  Miller pulled away from her cunt and shocked them as Eagan stepped close to take Miller’s place, and Emma shoved down his shorts, gripped Egan’s cock into her hand, and then moved forward to suck on it.

  “Holy fuck, Emma,” Eagan said on an exhale. Houston helped her lower to her knees and bent her forward so he could join in. She sucked on Eagan’s cock up and down as he thrust slowly into her mouth while caressing her shoulders. He was rocking in and out of her mouth when she moaned against his cock.

  “Her asshole is so fucking tight. I can’t wait to take her together. To fill her with cock and make her all ours.” Houston thrust fingers into her asshole.

  “Let’s do it. Let’s rock this boat and claim Emma as ours.” Miller stood up and started looking for the condoms in a drawer. Eagan’s heart raced. Would she let them in?”

  “That mouth. Oh, baby, that fucking mouth feels so good. You got me there, Em. Ya got me,” Eagan said, and his mind went blank as he thrust a little deeper and faster into her mouth and then came. He went to pull out, but she latched on tighter, held his thighs, and then swallowed his seed. When she pulled away, he lifted her up into his arms and hugged her to him.

  “Bring her to the bedroom,” Miller commanded.

  She lifted up. “Wait.”

  Eagan felt disappointed.”

  “We want you, and you want us. Let’s make this day perfect,” Miller said to her.

  “I don’t know you that well, Miller. Yes, I’m definitely attracted to the three of you, but this is sex. I only had one lover ever. I’m not ready for that step so soon.”

  “It’s okay,” Houston said to her. She reached out and touched his cheek.

  “I’m okay with what we’re doing. Will you let me pleasure you, too?” she asked so sweetly. Egan saw the fire in Houston’s eyes. He cupped her cheeks.

  “If you want to.”

  She chuckled. “Look at the three of you. What woman wouldn’t want all your attention and care?”

  He pressed his mouth to hers, and Eagan passed her to Houston. He sat down on the couch, and she wiggled free and helped him out of his shorts as Eagan pulled his shorts back on. He watched as she kissed her way down Houston’s chest to his cock, and then he closed his eyes, gripped the arms of the chair, and moaned as she worked her magic with that incredible mouth of hers.

  * * * *

  Miller watched Emma pleasure Houston. Her firm, round ass stuck out, and he got in behind her and began to stroke her cunt. He wanted her, wanted to possess her, the longer he watched her give Houston a blow job. He stared at his own hand on her hip and ass as he thrust two fingers into her cunt. He felt his own needs and desires fighting to be released.

  “There. Holy shit, Emma, I’m there,” Houston said, and she gripped his thighs and swallowed while Houston thrust and moaned. The need, the desire was so strong there would be no denying or waiting too long. He understood her fears. Would learn more about her boyfriend who died. He would learn all her loves, her hates, her wishes, dreams and desires, and he would help her achieve what she wanted.

  When she pulled up, Miller shimmied out of his pants and lay on the floor. “Straddle me, but face Houston.”

  She squinted, and then she got the message. She crawled to him, looking both sweet and seductive. That was Emma in a nutshell. She climbed over him, her ass and pussy almost to his chin, and he undid her top and tossed it.

  “Sweet mother, that is fucking hot,” Houston said, and Eagan took a seat closer to watch.

  “Ease that ass and cunt up here, baby, then take what you want from me.”

  “Oh God, Miller you’re wild.” She lifted with his help, and he slid his tongue right over her pussy and asshole. She lowered down, spread her thighs, and began to suck on his cock. The first swipe of her tongue and he was there.

  “Holy fuck, guys, how did you last?” he asked and then began to feast on her again.

  “Hold back as long as you can, bro. She’s fire,” Houston said, and Miller stroked her pussy and then her ass as she sucked him down. They were working on one another and bringing each another to orgasm when she came. Her juices flowed, and Miller licked her clean and then followed, filling her mouth with his seed and knowing that this was only the beginning. She would be their woman. They’d found their mate, their match, and no one would get in the way of claiming her as theirs. No one.

  * * * *

  It was Emma’s turn to freshen up in the bathroom and shower on the boat. She was so impressed with it, and as she dried her hair, she thought about what she’d done with Eagan, Miller, and Houston today and how right it felt. She had anticipated kissing them, but not doing what she’d done with them. They’d practically had sex. She felt all giddy inside and, well, pretty aroused. It seemed to be a given around the three charismatic, older men. She was glad she’d packed the extra clothes and had the energy to continue their date and head to Gordon’s as they had planned. She put on a slim-fitting beige dress that flared at her knees and hugged her hips and ass, along with a green tight-fitting tank top that accentuated her large breasts and showed off her deep cleavage, which was also classily hidden behind strands of necklaces. She pulled on bracelets to match and then stepped into the low-heeled wedges.

  She felt sexy, and she hoped they loved the outfit. She noticed that after Miller and Houston were done showering they dressed in khaki pants and dress shirts. Eagan wore dark jeans and a button-down shirt in navy blue. All three looked lethal and would surely grab women’s attention. She had to be sure their eyes kept on her. She giggled as she pulled her things into the backpack and thought, “Who’s jealous now?”

  As she walked up the stairs to the top deck, she could already hear the music getting louder as Houston docked the boat and some people helped to tie up the ropes. She heard some whistles and was surprised they didn’t come from Eagan, Houston, or Miller, but they looked pissed, looking at her, eyes wide, and then around them trying to see who whistled from the bar and restaurant. They were docked by the side of the place and the tiki bar, which was very crowded. The music was playing, and she couldn’t help but feel excited.

  “You look incredible.” Eagan slid his arm around her waist and kissed her neck. He inhaled against her skin, and she did the same to him. He smelled so good. He slid his hand to her hand, and Miller squinted at her, gave her the once-over, and then exhaled.

  “What, you don’t like it?” she asked him.

  He stepped in front of her, along with Houston. Eagan still held her hand.

  “These”—he stroked her cleavage, moving the chains to the side, which made Houston’s eyes widen then darken—“
are ours. We’re going to have to talk about your clothing.” He said it as if he had a say in what she would wear.

  She chuckled. “Yeah, right, Miller.” She went to walk, but Miller stopped her.

  “I’m not joking. You’re my woman, and Houston and Egan’s woman now. They’ll be rules to learn and to follow.”

  She nibbled her bottom lip, and Houston stepped in behind her and placed his hand on her hip as Eagan remained holding her hand and Houston kissed her shoulder.

  “He’s the unbearable one.”

  She chuckled, but one look at Miller and she knew he was dead serious.

  They escorted her off the boat, and many people greeted them, looking at her with surprise and a bit of suspicion. She thought about that woman Maggie, and as they walked by a crowd of women, eyes went to the men and they called out their names.

  “Houston!”

  “Miller, come buy me a drink.”

  “Eagan, join us.”

  She felt instantly angry and jealous, and Eagan squeezed her hand, and some guys approached as they continued walking, not even acknowledging the women, and that made her feel a little better but not really. She ran her hand along her belly, and then the men stopped, were greeted by five other men, all big guys, all with crew cut hair and tattoos, and then she heard them mention the Corps. So they were probably Marines.

  Eagan slid by her to shake their hands just as his brothers did, and she stepped to the side bumping into some other guy who placed his hand on her shoulder.

  “Who are you?” he asked and she turned and took a retreating step back as Eagan snagged her around the waist.

  “Hey, Rocky, how’s it going?”

  “You tell me. I spotted this gorgeous young thing and had to come over immediately. She has to be lost,” the guy Rocky said, and Houston shook his head and then squeezed her shoulder, keeping a possessive hand there.

  “You know exactly who Emma is.”

  She squinted, not remember ever meeting this guy Rocky before. He winked and reached his hand out for her to shake, but when she did, he brought her hand to his lips and kissed the top.