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Oh. That sounds nice.

"How quickly do you need the paints?"

"I’d love to have them by the start of next week."

"This coming weekend it is, then."

As we finish our food, Jack pulls the notebook back over to his side and has me rattle off everything that’s been worrying me – every loose end, every logistical nightmare down to the nitty-gritty details. Then we all methodically discuss them one by one and devise a plan for how we'll tackle them. For once in my life, I feel like I have people in my corner rooting for me. They make me feel safe and cared for. They make me feel loved.

Jack pulls me aside as we’re leaving the kitchen, his hand circling my wrist and pulling me close. "This is completely your decision, but if you want your first time with all three of us to be in a swanky hotel with room service, this weekend will be perfect. But that also means?—"

"That I have to sleep with all three of you before this weekend."

"Exactly." His voice is husky and sexy as hell.

"Have you been thinking about our first time, Jack?"

He chuckles. "I haven’t stopped thinking about it since the day I met you. I’m going to fuck you in every single room of this castle, Sassenach."

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Cam grips my hip and pushes me against the smooth wood paneling of the hallway, his lips melting me into a puddle of hormones. We have free rein tonight – the guys insisted they had encroached enough and that we deserved time to ourselves. I am really looking forward to time alone with Cam. I run my palms over the light stubble on his jaw, pulling his face to mine. He pushes my hair away from my face as he angles his head to deepen the kiss, then breaks away to yawn into his elbow.

"God, I'm sorry, Charlie. The jetlag is starting to catch up with me." Big, blue, sleepy eyes gaze down at me, his lashes a dark smudge against his porcelain skin.

I stand on my tiptoes and press a chaste kiss to his lips. "Why don't you take a nap while I shower?" I pull him down the hallway, our fingers intertwined.

He captures me with his body, pressing me back against the wall with his hips. I can't look away as he swipes his tongue over his full bottom lip. "I don't want a nap, Charlie." I groan as he rolls his hips against me, his cock making direct contact with my clit. "What I want," he says, his gaze narrowing to my lips, "is to sink my cock into your pussy and fuck away the memory of the last six weeks." He drags his thumb over my bottom lip, his hunger seeping into me, twisting through my veins. He palms my thighs and pulls me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I bounce against him with every step he takes toward his room, velvet heat against molten steel. By the time we make it to his door, all I want to do is tear off his clothes and impale myself.

"I should shower," I say again as he lays me down on the bed, but it comes out as a question instead of a statement.

"Later," he says, his voice muted as he pulls his shirt over his head. "I want to smell him on you while I claim you, little witch. You're fucking mine tonight." I whimper as he drops his pants and palms his cock. He grabs the waistband of my leggings and pulls them off in one smooth movement.

"Touch yourself," he says roughly, pushing my knees toward my chest and opening them wide. I slide my hand down my stomach and push my fingers into the moisture gathered between my thighs. His jaw flexes as I push two fingers inside, then bring them back up to cradle my clit. "Is that what you like, Charlie?" He brings my hand to his mouth, groaning as he licks my fingers clean. He slides two fingers into me, filling me, teasing that spot until my back bows off the bed. "Like this?" he breathes, our gazes locked together. "Or like this?" He slides his fingers to my clit, trapping it between his digits as he rocks his hand back and forth.

"Fuck," I whimper, my eyes fluttering closed.

"Or maybe this," he mumbles, sucking the nub into his mouth while his fingers work back and forth. My mouth opens in a silent scream, my fingers spasming in his hair. Just as I start to tense, he pulls away.

"No, Cam. Please."

"Not yet." He climbs on top of me, the tip of his cock resting between my thighs. He positions himself at my entrance, tips my chin so I'm looking him in the eyes, and then slams home.

Oh my God. My eyes roll back as my body adjusts to his size. This feels so incredibly right. Like he's been a part of me all along.

"Let me hear how much you like it, Charlie." He pulls out and slides back in slowly, bending down to suck a nipple into his mouth. I moan as he drives into me again, raising my hips to meet him. "Good fucking girl," he breathes into my ear, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. "I've been dreaming about how you look when you cum with my cock buried inside you." He shifts above me, fitting his pelvis against mine. He slides into me with his hips tilted, his pubic bone grinding on my clit.

"Oh fuck," I whimper, stars exploding across the inside of my eyelids. I never realized it could be like this. Rob used to cum and then told me it was my fault I didn't get there with him.

"Open your eyes, Charlie."

I empty my mind and look up at him, our souls connecting as he thrusts again. The storminess of his eyes takes me under, waves pummeling me from all sides. My body tenses around him as he drives into me, my breath stuttering as I reach for the summit.

"Cum for me, little witch," he rasps.

I dig my nails into his ass, pulling him against me as I meet his thrusts. He slows and pulses in and out, the head of his cock rocking back and forth over my g-spot while he rolls my clit between our bodies. He reaches underneath me and slides along my crack, a garbled groan tearing its way out of my throat as he pushes in. He chuckles. "That's what you wanted, isn't it? It's like you were made for us."

He braces his forearms on either side of my head as my walls clench around him, each thrust causing another tremor to race through me. I claw at his back, moaning as my body convulses, pleasure edged with pain racing through my nerve endings. It explodes from me in a primal scream, echoed by Cam's roar as we ride the wave together.

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