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Adrienne Palmer doesn’t leave anything to chance. So when she receives a disturbing text that completely displaces her while at a Win A Date charity auction, she bids on not one, or two, but three dates for the night, just in case two of them don’t work out.

What she gets instead is all three of them, at the same time, and they take the meticulous iron grip on her control and turn it on its head. Which is a feat considering her very strict rules on what they can and can't do to her.

Fine. It was one night only. She was never going to see them again.

Except they show up at her secluded cabin in the mountains as her protection.

 

NSFW EXCERPT

“We gave you fair warning, pretty lady,” Austin said, smiling, and then just put her back in place.

“And we also explicitly explained what would happen if you tried to open the door.” Behind her, Emerson, with her pantyhose in hand, proceeded to bind her ankles to the legs of the bench.

“Wait, you can’t—” She rose to her knees and tried to yank herself free. But Emerson was too fast and too skilled, and within the blink of an eye, he had bound her inescapably to the bench by her ankles.

Whatever admonishments she had in mind on why they couldn’t be doing this to her were swallowed in Austin’s mouth when he straddled the bench, cupped her face, and kissed her wetly, dirtily. He twirled his tongue around hers, sweeping over every wet part of her mouth while he pulled on both her nipples.

She squealed in delicious agony. Her clit was already pulsing as if she were going to come. And then he discarded her, leaving her gasping for air, wide-eyed and near furious.

In answer, he winked at her.

She wanted to bite him. Hard.

But her attention was soon drawn toward Darien coming toward her. Her mouth dried. Her nerves buzzed in apprehension, yet the sizzle in her body ignited into full-on flames.

Smooth and casual, Darien, with a hand of ginger he had snagged from the fridge and a paring knife, sat down at a table and proceeded to skin the root, then shaped it into a butt plug, leaving enough at the end for a base.

What in the Miriam Haddock were they going to do to her? Because this was right up her friend’s alley.

“No,” she said, shaking her head. If they thought for a minute, they were going to put that up her butt, they had no idea who they were messing with—

Emerson came to stand in front of her. Austin swiveled around on the bench, facing away from her. He then lowered his head, and she tried to scoot back, except she was bound to the damn bench. Gripping her hips, he forcefully tilted her forward so that she fell onto the palms of her hands on either side of him.

Air choked in her throat as Austin opened his mouth on her pussy, sucking on her at once, throwing her into the throes of lust without care. Her eyes widened as Emerson whipped his belt through the loops of his jeans and then cracked the leather in the air.

Wildly, she followed Darien as he inspected his handiwork on the ginger root before he slipped in behind her. Her protests were obliterated as Austin sank his teeth into her engorged clit, eliciting a tortured purr from her lips that seemed to come directly from her soul.

Darien’s breath whispered over her butt before he bit into a chunk of her flesh, and she continued mewling. When he lifted her ass cheeks and spat against the ringed tightness of her hole, her body was ready to splinter apart in the most violent way imaginable. But Austin, and his orgasm-deprivation designation, deserted her pussy by just turning his mouth away from her. He extinguished all her heat and left her cold and empty.

The thought of just grinding her pussy into his face became a need she had to fulfill immediately, but his words stopped her.

“There’ll be time for that later, pretty lady, where I’ll let you sit on my face and fuck it until you can’t come anymore,” Austin said softly.

Embarrassed that he read her mind, she stiffened her body, raised her chin, and said, “In your dreams.”

The fact that they all chuckled at her response made her blush harder.

Darien rubbed at her asshole. No man had ever touched her there—why would she even think that if she’d been a virgin not even a few days ago? It was completely off-limits though, surely, no questions asked, and yet...

“Remember your safe word, pretty lady?” Darien said softly, distractedly, as he probed her now with the torturous rhizome, teasing her gently, but already she could feel her heat mix with the juices of the ginger to create the beginnings of a scorching burn.

And Emerson hadn’t even touched her yet.

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