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Her heart was beating too fast for her to think of the right words to answer, so she merely nodded. The men seemed to know that it was time for them to take over. First Benson eased in, and then Preston. When she didn’t fall apart, it must have been their signal to take things to the next level.

Preston was able to hold her up with one hand while he massaged her breast with the other. Benson not only pummeled into her faster and faster, he kissed her mouth, her shoulders, and then her neck with a passion so strong that she feared she might burst.

Ariel didn’t want to think about the bite. She only wanted to concentrate on the epic swirls of arousal driving her close to the brink.

She closed her eyes to thoroughly immerse herself in the passion of their loving. Stars burst on the back of her lids. Before she could tell them she was close to coming, the men moved to each side of her neck.

They didn’t need to remind her to relax. She wanted this union to be complete. A slight burning seeped in between her collarbone and neck. And then it happened. Ariel reached nirvana.

All three of them seemed to explode at the same time. Hot cum jettisoned into her as her own orgasm came harder and faster than it ever had before. The bite took her to a new plane of reality in which she was surrounded by warmth and eternal love. She never wanted this wonderful moment to end.

The men stilled, and no one said anything. Not even after Benson eased out, kissed her lightly, and then slipped off the bed did they break the silence.

Water ran, and a moment later, he returned with a wet towel. First, Benson wiped both sides of her neck, and then dragged the cloth across her pussy. Preston lifted her up so she could take the towel and finish cleaning.

They then placed her on her back. “Are you okay?” Benson asked.

“I’ve never been better in my entire life.”

The men did a high five. Ariel doubted life would get any better.

CHAPTERTHIRTY

Benson was makingbreakfast when someone knocked on the door. The person had a werewolf signature, but he wasn’t expecting anyone.

Preston came out of his room. “You going to answer that?”

“I had to turn off the burner.”

Preston held up a hand. “I’ll tell Ariel we have company.”

Benson glanced through the peephole. “It’s Uncle Adam.”

“I’ll let her know.”

Benson opened the door. “Come in. This is a nice surprise.” Cold wind blew in.

His uncle looked behind him. “Is Ariel here?”

“Preston’s getting her. Can I make you a cup of coffee?”

“I see your mama raised you right. Damn straight I could use some coffee.”

Benson smiled and then motioned his uncle to sit at the table as he stepped into the kitchen to fix him a cup.

Just as he poured his uncle the coffee, Ariel came out of the bedroom with Preston.

“Sheriff?”

“Have a seat, Ariel. I have news.”

From the way his uncle was joking with him just now, it was good news.

She pulled out a seat. “What is it?”

“Trent is being released from prison today.”

Her mouth opened and joy seemed to pour out of her. “Is there going to be a retrial?”

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