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Prologue
“I’ve never done anything like this,” I whisper, breathless.
Three pairs of hands explore my skin, igniting trails of fire with every fucking touch.
Unbuttoning my shirt.
Unzipping my jeans.
My eyes roll up into my head from the abundance of raw pleasure.
Time stands still.
“It doesn’t matter,” Eric’s voice breaks through the haze. “The real question is—do you want this?”
Chase’s fingers trail delicately across my chest, peeling away my shirt to bare one breast. His lips find my skin, his teeth grazing softly, coaxing a moan from deep within me.
I arch toward him, craving more of his touch, as he teases my nipple through the lace of my bra, sending shivers down my spine. I’m drenched in desire.
“Hell yes,” escapes me in a fervent whisper.
Silenced by the sheer presence of three towering men, each marked with symbols of their bravery—Navy SEAL and firefighter tattoos decorating their brawny arms—they are heroes, protectors.
They encircle me with their strength and honor, igniting a fire within.
They want me.
They are prepared to both please and share, and as wild as it sounds, I am ready to respond in kind.
Three brothers, embodying a sense of security I've never known, make me lose myself entirely, forgetting my past and the shadows that linger there.
“There are rules,” Eric says, as my shirt slips from my shoulders.
Behind me, Chase unhooks my bra while Wyatt kneels, coaxing my jeans further down. Eric begins to shed his own clothes, revealing a sculpted body adorned with intricate tattoos—a canvas of black ink.
I could study him for hours, captivated by the stories etched across his heavenly body.
“Rules?” I echo, curiosity piqued amidst the rising heat.
“We’re in command,” Chase declares, smoothly making my bra vanish. My breasts are loose and his to fondle.
I lean back, resting my head against his shoulder while his fingers work expertly, pinching and rolling my nipples until they peak sharply.
“Mhmm, yes,” I moan, heat coursing through my veins.
"It's 'yes, sir,'" Wyatt corrects softly, easing me out of my jeans.
I steal a glance down at him as he slides my panties away.
They're thoroughly soaked.
His eyes sparkle at the sight of my exposed form, a sly smile curving his lips. "You'll only see our best if you follow our commands."
“And if I don’t?” I reply, feeling my own mischievous smile starting to form.
Eric's response is a deep, hungry kiss, his lips devouring mine while Chase's teeth find my shoulder and Wyatt’s hand explores the slick warmth between my thighs.
“We won’t let you come,” Wyatt murmurs, his fingers dancing tantalizingly close to bringing me over the edge.
