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Chapter 9

Out in the ocean, you can see almost every star at night. I’m sitting in the jacuzzi, my head tilted back, enjoying the serenity. The guys are surrounding me, but they’re all quiet too. After a large lunch, and a filling dinner, and being in the sun most of the day, we’re all exhausted. I could probably fall asleep right here if I closed my eyes. I’m still on cloud nine from my orgasm earlier, a smile lingering on my lips.

“Crazy how the sun drains you so much,” comments Colin beside me.

Alex grunts an approval. “You’re telling me. I spend so much time in the office, I can’t even remember the last time I saw daylight. But it was a nice little break.”

“That sounds like an awful life,” I say, lifting my head back up to look at Alex. “Is it worth it?”

He shrugs, taking a swig of his Corona. “It’ll pay off one day. Right now, it’s just keeping me busy.”

I give him a sad smile, and lean into Ben when he wraps an arm around my shoulder. After the sexcapade earlier, he hasn’t stopped touching me. Like he can’t stand the thought of me being away from him. I don’t hate it. However, all good things must come to an end, and we all head back to the real world tomorrow.

Shane MacKenna stares at me from across the hot tub, he hasn’t stopped watching me.

“We should probably discuss some things,” he says.

I blush, and Ben pulls me up so I’m sitting in his lap. He wraps his arms around my stomach and rests his chin on my shoulder. Colin and Alex are looking at Ben like he has something they want. Colin, I understand, but Alex throws me off.

“I can’t speak for everyone, but I want you to be mine, Teagan,” Mac says bluntly.

“I—” I don’t know what to say. Mac hardly batted an eye at me until this weekend. I want Mac too, but I want Ben so much. I crave him. Ben has shown nothing but interest in me since the auction. Colin too, but the other guys; nothing until now.

“I’m not going to make you choose, Teagan,” Mac says. “I don’t want you to choose.”

“What?” I ask, confusion morphing my features.

“Yeah...” Alex agrees, looking between me and Mac. “What?”

Mac stands up and walks one foot to get to me, he clasps my face between both of his hands and kisses me, urging me to open up to him, I gasp as his tongue enters my mouth. When he pulls away from me, I try to follow, but Ben is holding me back at the waist.

“I think what we’ve discovered on this trip would be beneficial to us all,” Mac says, like he means business. “You want all of us right, in some way? I know all of us want you. I could see it on their faces when I bent you over my lap and spanked you.”

I shake my head. “Yeah right,” I say. “I’m just some shiny new toy. You’ll get sick of me the second the chase is over. You’ll each find some perfect trophy wife, with skin clear of tattoos, huge tits, and knows how to behave in public.”

Mac grins. “You’ll know how to behave in public very quickly when you’re on my arm, Kitten. What do you say? We’ll be yours, if you’ll be ours.”

My brain can’t compute this information. I shake my head, not to say no, but to try and make sense of it. Having four... boyfriends? Friends with benefits that know I’m hooking up with each of them?

“That’s impossible, Mac,” I say, and then wave a hand at Alex. “He doesn’t want me. He’s made it damn obvious that he doesn’t want me. He hates women.”

“I never said I didn’t want you,” Alex mutters, taking another swig of his beer. “I said that my ex-wife fucked me up, so I’m not sure if there’s anything left of me for you to have.”

“Colin?” I ask.

He smiles at me. “Isn’t it obvious how much I like watching you unravel? I’d like to watch it some more.”

“This is so fucked up,” I mutter, staring at the sky and then looking back to the three men in front of me. Ben still hasn’t let go. “You guys are friends! My brother’s friends!”

I’ve heard various stories about these guys and their conquests from Kane over the years. Kane, as a man himself, said it all so blatantly. However, I don’t think he would be okay knowing his college frat bros were adding me to the notch in their bedposts.

“So obviously, we get along well,” Colin says, smirking at me. I want so badly to grip onto his curly brown hair, maybe shake some sense into him.

I look at each of them. Hunger in their eyes. I can’t lie, I do want all of them, and if they’re offering themselves to me. Why would I not? Ben was pretty okay with Mac and Colin watching the last two times.

“Kane can’t find out,” I say sternly. “He would flip his shit if he found out you were all four fucking me. Which means you probably shouldn’t brag to anyone else about this.”

Mac nods. “Of course we won’t. We’re not hormonal, high school boys talking in a locker room.”

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