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I don't bother. Crossing my arms, I stare at the trio as the door clicks behind me. "What are you doing in my room, and why do you keep showing up in my space?"

"You stopped answering our texts," Drew responds as if this should be normal. "We were worried."

I roll my eyes so hard it hurts. "I'm a grown-ass woman. There's no need for you to be worried about me." Cockblockers.

"What did you find out?" Marsten acts like we're in the middle of a meeting instead of me standing here half-dressed, about to get something I've needed for a good long minute.

Something snaps. "I quit."

"No. We don't allow it." Haddon stands, crossing his arms. "Why would you want to quit the best job you've ever had? No one else can compare to us."

A hard laugh spills from my lips. "Best job? Compare to you?" My eyebrows lift. "Other bosses allow their people time off. They don't come to their houses to get them on the first morning of the first vacation I'm supposed to have had in six months. SIX MONTHS, MOTHERFUCKERS!" I scream at them. Their heads go back at my tone.

I huff. "So, I try to make the best of the situation because I've resigned myself to the fact that I'm never going to get a day off again if I stay on this career path. With you three." I point at each of them. "I figure I can at least get laid. I haven't had a good fuck in over six months. I'm fucking tired of my vibrator. I need human contact. I need a phenomenal fuck." I pace back and forth, my arms crossed. "I knew Jake wouldn't be a great fuck, but he was definitely a start." I stop in my tracks, sending the three another glare. "But you messed that up for me too."

Marsten strides purposefully to me, closing the short distance between us. I step back, and he follows me, cupping the back of my head, growling, "You want a phenomenal fuck as you say. We're here to give it to you." His lips grab mine in an all-consuming kiss. He doesn't wait for me to catch up before shoving his tongue in my mouth, finding mine. I try to pull away, but he holds me firm, his tongue warring with mine. He pulls back just as abruptly, his hands still holding onto my face. "I'm going to give you one chance to say no. If you don't, you're ours and no one else's."

I blink as the intensity of his gaze burns into me. I notice the little things around me. Drew is on one side of me, one hand in mine and the other hand on my back.

One of Haddon's hands is on my ass, and the other on the button on my pants, ready to release it. Then I register how I'm currently feeling. My pussy clenches, ready for them. My stomach spins tight, and my body is hot and ready to go. My chest rises and falls with my pants.

Fuck. I nod. Marsten responds, "I need to hear you say yes."

"Yes," I rasp out firmly. Marsten's lips devour mine again, a little gentler this time. The button on my jeans pops open, and the zipper lowers. Drew's lips meet my neck, and I shiver as he directs my hand down his pants to his hard member. My hand wraps around it of its own volition, and I stroke, eliciting a moan from him.

Haddon hurriedly unhooks my pants; his hand goes inside, reaching my clit, and he strokes. He takes my fingers in his mouth, sucking on them. I moan into Marsten's mouth. Drew's lips stay on my neck as he works on removing my top. Everything goes black for a few seconds as my shirt goes over my head, and my bra is removed.

Marsten kisses down my cheek, moving back just enough for him to bend down and lock on my nipple. Everything releases, and a feeling of weightlessness fills me as I'm lifted in the air and moved over to the bed. I feel a smidgeon of relief when my overheated back touches the cool bed. My clothes are removed, and I'm scooted to the end of the bed. Then, Marsten is inside me. Both of us groan at the contact.

Drew's hand finds mine again, and I reach for his erection, stroking and squeezing him. Haddon turns my head and kisses me lightly before feeding his cock to me. Immediately, I suck and play with his cock while he fucks my face.

Marsten's slow strokes become erratic as he continues to fill me over and over. I move my hips to meet his, enjoying the feel of him inside me. He pushes into me hard and groans, emptying himself inside me. My hips continue to move, trying to get every drop.

He moves away, and Drew immediately takes his place, fucking me hard. My stomach tightens with every thrust. Marsten leans over me, giving my breasts all his attention. He moves from one side to the other while I squirm.

Haddon swells in my mouth, and I suck harder as Drew thrusts harder, and Marsten sucks harder.

With a roar, Haddon's dick pulses in my mouth, and the hot liquid comes out. I swallow as much as I can, enjoying every drop.

Marsten touches my clit, and I fall over the edge, squeezing around Drew and screaming. Drew grunts as he comes inside me, falling on top of me.

Well, damn.

Chapter Five

I

stroll into the darkened bar with the merging contracts in a briefcase. Even though we haven't had the full conversation yet, the three of them explained to me I am theirs, and there will be no one else. I'm sexually satisfied, so there's no argument from me at the moment.

I've asked if they're coming with me to this meeting or will I have to do it alone. Of course, they still insist I come here and have dinner with the Smarmy man. I decide to wear a pair of dark-blue dress pants with a black V-neck t-shirt and a matching blazer. I decide to wear a pair of flats just in case I have to make a run for it. I'm also wearing a ring with a spike hidden on the inside of my hand for protection.

I approach the table where he's sitting, and a broad smile comes across his face. "Nixon, it's so nice to see you again. You look ravishing!" He's talking to my breast.

His voice and intention repulse me, and I frown. "Mr. Simmons. How are you this evening?"

"So much better now that you're here. Have a seat. I already ordered you a drink." He motions to the seat beside him. A drink sits in front of it.

I sit beside him, placing my briefcase beside me before pulling out the paperwork. "Let's get this paper signed."

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