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She quickly untied the drawstring and pulled him out, not giving him time to say anything as she took him into her mouth.

“Shit,” he said in surprise, his hands cupping her cheeks. “Dahlia. You don’t?—”

She sucked harder, taking him deep in her haste. So deep that the head of his cock hit her gag reflex.

“Easy,” Montana said, gently holding her steady.

She lifted her gaze, meeting his, as he gave her that boyish grin that was ridiculously charming. The corners of her lips lifted in reply, and then…it was on.

Vadisk, who’d pulled his bathing suit back up, dropped down next to her, his thigh pressed against hers. She could feel his desire to participate, to touch their lover, his need almost palpable.

He didn’t. His need to protect stronger than his arousal. To touch Montana now would be far more dangerous than their spying. However, while he couldn’t touch, he could still speak.

“Grip the base of his cock like you did mine, Dahlia. Give it a nice, firm squeeze.”

She did as Vadisk commanded, more than willing to serve as his hands and mouth as well.

Montana groaned when she tightened her grip. One hand clenched in a fist by his side so that he didn’t block Vadisk’s view, the other wrapped around the side of her neck.

“Suck on it,” Vadisk demanded in a low rumble. “Run your tongue along that ridge just at the bottom of his head.”

Montana cursed. “Fuck. Me.”

“Not tonight,” Vadisk taunted. “But soon. Soon we’re all going to be together the way we were meant to be. We’ll touch and fuck and drive each other wild. I’m going to grab my own taste of Dahlia’s sweet pussy. I’m going to stretch out your ass, Montana, going to get you ready to take my thick cock inside you.”

As Vadisk spoke, Dahlia pushed her mouth up and down Montana’s long dick, taking him faster, sucking him harder.

Between Vadisk’s dirty promises and her blowjob, Montana reached the point of no return within minutes, both of their names on his lips as he came inside her mouth. She swallowed his come down, just as she had Vadisk’s.

She’d never felt closer to anyone than she did these two in this moment.

And they were hers.

After Montana withdrew from her mouth, Vadisk grabbed towels for them, handing one to Montana before wrapping one around Dahlia. They entered the villa in silence, all of them reveling in the moment, unwilling to break the spell.

Dahlia held her breath when they approached the room she and Montana shared, worried Vadisk might try to return to his own.

She was thrilled when he opened the door, stepping inside after them and locking it.

“I should sleep in my own room,” he said, even as he walked over to the bed and dropped the towel.

“If someone was watching, we’ve already revealed ourselves as lovers,” she insisted, hanging her own towel over the back of a chair and crawling into bed naked.

“No pajamas, huh?” Montana asked, grinning. It clearly wasn’t a complaint when he stripped off his bathing suit, tossing it into a corner of the room before climbing into bed next to her.

Vadisk wasted no time joining them, releasing a long, almost peaceful sigh.

“Finally,” he whispered.

Dahlia closed her eyes, letting that word sink in as she drifted off to sleep.

Finally.

ChapterTwelve

It didn’t take Nikolett and the rest of Vadisk’s territory long to figure out Sinaver’s whole life story.

Vadisk’s phone rang shortly before eleven p.m.

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