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Landon’s hips moved faster, his hands grabbing her ass and lifting her off the sofa and against him as they crashed together again and again, until suddenly they both exploded together. Emma cried out, hands tearing at the couch as another orgasm shattered through her. Landon roared as he drove in, filling her to the brim with more cum until it was leaking out from where they joined.

The four of us collapsed onto the sofa, just letting it all simmer over us as the fire crackled.

I glanced over at Emma, still panting as she pushed a lock of hair behind her eyes and leaned her head against Joaquin’s shoulder, and I slowly shook my head.

I didn’t know who this girl was, or where she came from, but I knew one thing for sure.

We’d had a taste of something we never thought we’d find.

…And we’d be damned if we were going to let her go now.

Chapter 8

Emma

It was later, after my pulse finally calmed down, after I could remember how to breathe again, and after my whole body stopped shaking in the aftershocks of my orgasm, that we finally left the party.

I knew I must have looked completely disheveled, and like…well, like I’d just had the hottest sex of my life, because I had. But by that point, besides the fact that most of the club was preoccupied with each other, I also just didn’t care.

Something had happened to me in that room. And it wasn’t just crazy hot sex with three gorgeous strangers, it’d been something more than that. And I knew that might sound silly, but I knew what casual sex was, and there’d been something in all three of their eyes when we’d all been together that said this was something more.

This was something bigger than us.

I know — three hot strangers, in masks, at asexclub should have, by all reasoning, been the actual definition of “casual sex.” But, there was no denying the way I felt, and there was nowayto ignore the way they kept me close. The way their hands held mine, the way their eyes burned into mine when we stopped halfway down the stairs to the front door of the mansion so they could each kiss me tenderly against the wall.

And by the time we walked out in the summer night, I didn’t want this night to end. This was a fairytale — a filthy, forbidden fairytale — and I didn’t want it to stop.

God, what was I,fallingfor these beautiful strangers? Had I actually gone insane? I’d come to the club that night for one reason, and it hadcertainlynot been to sleep with princes. No, I’d gone there that night toexposeall of this. I’d gone there to do my job and shine a light on the dark secret of the royal world.

And now after my night with them, for the first time ever, I felt awful about why I’d come. These three weren’t bad guys, they just happened to come to this place. And, now that I’d seen it, the Club wasn’t a “bad place” either. I hadn’t seen anything illegal, or wrong. No one had been there against their will, or had been forced to do anything. I’d seen pleasure, and women having an amazing time letting themselves go into the ultimate fantasy.

That and I could safely say I’d just had the most insanely hot, amazing sex of my life.

No, after seeing it, I knew one thing: the Triple Crown Club wasn’t breaking news, it was just sensationalist tabloid shit.

And I wanted nothing to do with that.

The men had called their car, and while we waited, we moved into the shadows of the side-garden next to the large sweeping driveway. One of them held me from behind, his arms wrapped tight around me as we all just lingered in the silence, occasionally grinning at each other about what had just transpired inside.

The front door to the mansion opened, and as four people walked out, I suddenly gasped.

It was Julia.

She was wearing a mask, along with the three men she was with, but I’d have known my friend anywhere. And here she was, walking out of the club withthreemen, and getting into a limo with them!

“Someone you know?” the one holding me murmured.

“Y-no.”

“Still a bad liar,” he chuckled as Julia’s car pulled away. Their limo arrived next, and we quickly stepped into the darkness of the car.

It was there that I finally took a breath and looked up at them.

“I don’t— I mean—”

I frowned, immediately feeling like an idiot for having almost said it out loud. What did I think this was, that we were “serious” now? Please. I knew what this was. These were three hot guys, at a sex club thats principal purpose was for three men to share one woman.

And I’d been the woman.

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