Page 121 of Her Filthy Reverse Harem Romance Collection

Their pet name for me, though I have yet to ask their meaning, makes me smile and if I am not careful, I’ll start to really think I truly am theirs. And maybe even their queen with how warm their eyes turn when they look at me.

Then again one of them either has their mouth full of my sticky juices or is watching me swallow their hot cum. That would put a loving look in any man’s eyes, I suppose.

I stretch my tired body and roll to my side. It’s hard to believe I’ve barely left this bed for three days. They kept their promise and then some.

None of them will let me lift a finger to help with the cooking and when it comes to showering, well, I can’t remember what it’s like to wash my hair anymore. I’m not entirely sure I ever want to either.

Small beams of sunshine break through the dull morning with hints of a beautiful day to come. Light filters through the crack in the curtains and I know the third morning of my short vacation from reality is my last. My family must be out of their minds trying to find me.

The second they walked me through their door, I turned my phone off and have yet to check-in.

A small smile plays on my lips. Stefan is to my right, lying on his belly facing me. I push a strand of dark hair from his forehead. They were tender, caring, and thoroughly possessive from the second they splayed me out like a queen on their bed. The only thing I feared as they devoured my body was my need for more of them.

I pry myself out from between them and Tomas stirs first.

“Where are you going?” His voice is raspy with sleep. His arms wrap around me and he pulls me into his warm body.

God, I never want to move from here.

“Bathroom and shower. And this time alone,” I tease. “Rest. I won’t be gone long. Promise. I’ll be back and then you both can treat me to a killer breakfast. And we should probably talk.”

“About?” Maksym asks and I reach a hand for him. He’s on the other side of Stefan so it’s a bit of a stretch.

“I don’t know, the need to go back to work and be among the living again,” I tease. I don’t think they were truly serious about the whole lock me away thing.

“We can stay right here.”

I laugh softly. “Forever?”

Stefan grunts. “We might have to take a phone call every once in a while, but yes. Why not?”

“You guys are impossible.”

“Impossibly hungry for our queen.”

“If we stay here, you won’t be kings of anything.”

Stefan steals me out of Tomas’ arms much to his dislike and presses his hard cock between my ass cheeks as he nuzzles my neck.

“Oh no, not this time.” I wiggle free and come to stand at the edge of the bed to the sound of his deep chuckle.

“I’m here when you’re ready then.”

“Deal.”

“There are clean sweats and T-shirts in the top drawer.” Maksym points to the walk-in closet across the room. Their home is spacious and bright. Not at all what I would picture for three mafia men who deal with so much darkness in their lives. Or so I assume. Again, we have a lot to talk about but first I need to set some things right in my world. Like letting my family know I am okay.

Stefan grabs my wrist and pulls me back to drop a kiss on the top of my head. All three watch as I saunter my naked ass out of their bedroom and across the hall to the bathroom before turning over.

Maksym and Tomas’ rooms are left untouched since we’ve shared Stefan’s bed these past few days.

All three have to be as exhausted as I feel after what we’ve shared, and I spy them roll back to their stomachs. I smile and slip into the shower for a quick wash. As I towel off, I check my messages and find one from my father dated this morning.

A little blue bubble pops up.

Come by the house alone. We need to discuss your software now.Leave your men at home.

I frown. A little demanding for so early in the morning, but I would like to go over why he thought pushing me off on them was a good idea. Sure, it turned out good, but I had a lot of questions left. There’s no way the few threatening emails I’ve received warrant such a drastic measure.

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