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her into submission if she let him. He was already pulling the light,

  flowing skirt up around her waist. His hands toyed with the edges of

  her panties. He would find out just how interested she was if he

  delved inside.

  “You can’t,” Laura said, her voice tinged with regret. She wished

  she could give in. Rafe and Cam would take over, and she wouldn’t

  have to think. She could just let them take care of her. But that

  wouldn’t solve her problems. It wouldn’t stop de Sade. “I have to see

  this through. Joe is expecting me back in that room in less than thirty

  minutes.”

  They had more questions for her. Questions Rafe nor Cam could

  save her from.

  “I’ll get you out of here,” Rafe promised. “You watch me.”

  He lowered his mouth to hover over hers. She could feel his heat

  and smell the mint on his breath. He looked into her eyes, giving her

  no place to hide.

  “I have to face him.”

  She didn’t have a choice. Maybe she’d never had one. The man

  who’d ruined her body was here in Bliss. He was pretending to be

  something he wasn’t—upstanding and worthy of trust. Whether any

  of these men believed her, it didn’t matter, because she knew she was

  right, and now she was pretty sure that de Sade might have been

  closer than any of them ever imagined.

  “I love you, bella. I won’t pretend. I love you. I’ll do anything to protect you.” The tip of his tongue came out, and he licked at her lips, igniting every nerve in her body. “I’ll even fight you if I have to. I’m just warning you. Now give me your tongue. If we only have thirty

  minutes, I’ll make the most of it.”

  She knew she should fight. He really would try his damndest to

  get her to do what he wanted, but she needed him. She let her mouth

  open and sighed as his tongue surged in, sliding over hers. He

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  dominated. His weight held her down, pinning her against the desk.

  As his tongue played against hers, his fingers found their way under

  the band of her underwear and into the creamy folds of her pussy.

  “You’re already ready for me,” he whispered against her mouth.

  She didn’t have a response for that. She was always ready for him.

  She’d spent years aching for him.

  He pulled the panties down her legs, giving up her mouth. His

  fingers followed the line of her legs as he dragged the silky underwear

  down. She started to kick off her shoes. She’d worn her canary-

  yellow, four-inch peep toes today.

  “No,” Rafe said, gently pushing her hands away. “I love them.”

  His hand went to the belt on his slacks, and he made quick work

  of them. He shoved them down and had his cock in hand in no time at

  all. He grimaced.

  Laura quickly realized what was wrong. “No condom.”

  “I’ll find one.”

  “Stop,” she said. She took his hand and traced the long scar that

  went across her lower abdomen. “I’m perfectly clean, and you know

  what he did to me. We don’t have to worry about children.”

  The Marquis de Sade had taken that from her when he’d shoved a

  knife through her womb. The only way she’d survived was to literally

  hold herself together. If she hadn’t been able to find her way to the

  street, she would have died.

  He stopped, his hand warm on her stomach. He covered the scars

  there. “I would kill him for you if I could.”

  She shook her head and started to push Rafe off of her.

  “Don’t,” Rafe said roughly. He kissed her again, softer this time.

  “Don’t let him come into this.”

  “Rafe, you don’t need to use a condom because he took that away

  from me. You need to think about this. I can’t have children because

  he thought it was a fun way to torture me. He comes between us.”

  And he would until the day he was caught. She’d been hiding for

  years, but she was ready to face him now. She wasn’t sure she was

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  ready to face Rafe.

  “I don’t give a damn about kids. I want them, but not more than I

  want you. You think Cam and I haven’t talked about this?” His cock

  still pressed against her, a sure sign to Laura that he wasn’t lying. He still wanted her. “I wasn’t interested in you for your womb. If you

  want to adopt, we can. If you want it to just be the three of us, then

  that’s my family.”

  Tears pooled in her eyes. She couldn’t imagine him without kids.

  She couldn’t imagine him without a big family surrounding him.

  “Please, bella. Don’t push me away. I won’t go.” He pressed

  inside her.

  His cock started to fill her. She knew she would probably have to

  let him go, but not now. Not yet.

  She let her hands find the flesh under his dress shirt. She reveled

  in the feel of him. His skin was warm underneath her hands. She

  could feel the leashed power in the muscles of his back as he carefully

  entered her.

  “God, you feel so good. Nothing between us. Nothing.” Rafe

  started to thrust a bit more heavily. His cock filled her. He adjusted

  her hips and slid home with a groan.

  So full. So full of him and it still wasn’t enough. She still needed

  Cam. Why? Why did she have to need them both? Why couldn’t she

  be normal?

  She looked toward the door wondering if Cam was out there.

  Would he be angry that she’d come in here with Rafe? Nate’s door

  had a pane of opaque glass. A brawny set of shoulders could be seen

  against it, the outline so familiar she nearly cried.

  Rafe looked back, never letting up on the silky strokes of his cock.

  He looked back down, a little frown on his face. “It was my turn to go

  first. Cam got to go first last night.”

  A light joy took over. Cam was standing guard. He wasn’t sitting,

  sullenly angry with her for choosing Rafe over him. They weren’t

  fighting over her this time.

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  Rafe held himself tight in her pussy. He brought his hand up to

  touch her face. “We knew when we came after you that we were

  going to share. We won’t make that mistake again, bella. It’s you and me and Cam, though he is righteously pissed at me right now. He’s

  still a fair man. He knew it was my turn.”

  They needed to talk about this whole “turns” thing. She wanted to

  be more than a body they passed between them. She loved it when the

  three of them were together.

  Then she wasn’t thinking of anything but Rafe. He pressed her

  knees apart and began to thrust. Over and over he pushed that big

  cock inside her. Laura locked her legs around his waist.

  He hissed, his expression turning slightly feral. “That’s right.

  That’s what I want. Dig those heels into my back. It won’t make me

  go easy on you. It will just make me fuck you harder.”

  That hadn’t been her intention, but damn if she was going to tell

  him that. Rafe leaned over and suddenly every move he made hit two

  spots. His cock hit that magnificent place in her cunt that started her

  moaning, and his pelvis rubbed her clit.

 
Laura struggled to contain the wail that wanted to come out of her.

  He felt so good, so right.

  Rafe was relentless. He picked up the pace, making her shake as

  the orgasm threatened. “Give it to me. Tell me what I want to hear.”

  She knew what he wanted, and she couldn’t hold it back. He was

  going to make her scream if she didn’t give him what he wanted.

  “I don’t care if everyone out there hears you scream when you

  come.”

  “I love you.” She did care if everyone heard her, and it was true.

  She loved him. It just wasn’t going to happen. He needed more than

  she could give him. He needed his career and his family, and he

  risked both if he became involved in a ménage. Cam had worked hard

  to get where he’d been, and he’d already given up so much for her.

  He’d given up his whole career. How could she ask them to give up

  their chances at a family, too? She would have to make that sacrifice.

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  “I do love you.”

  He leaned over and kissed her as he pressed down hard. The

  orgasm bloomed, racing through her system, connecting them in a

  way they had never been connected before. She felt a heated rush as

  Rafe released his cum deep inside her. It had nowhere to go, but it

  still felt right. It still felt like something that should happen between them.

  “I love you, bella.” There was a knock on the door, and Rafe’s

  face fell. “Impatient bastard. I wouldn’t bother cleaning up.”

  Rafe kissed her one last time and then zipped up. Laura scrambled

  to get up and off the desk, but the door closed again and Cam was all

  over her.

  “Oh, baby, was he a greedy son of a bitch?” Cam sank his hands

  in her hair and turned her mouth up, locking his lips over hers. He ate

  at her lips, biting and licking softly. “He took two thirds of the time, but he only has half the cock.”

  It had felt like a whole cock at the time—and then some. “Cam,

  we should talk about this.”

  She was covered in Rafe’s cum. Despite what Rafe said, she

  should clean up, and they really needed to talk. The morning had

  flown by, her emotions twisting and turning until she’d felt numb.

  Now her heart was racing and her head spinning. She needed to talk,

  to explain that she couldn’t do this with them. They had to see that it

  couldn’t work.

  “I don’t think talking is going to help. I haven’t talked to Rafe

  except to tell him he’s an asshole and to agree that, given what

  happened last night, I should go second.” He rubbed their noses

  together, the touch so sweet it made her want to melt.

  She had to stay strong. “I don’t want to talk about sex. We have to

  talk, seriously talk.”

  He pulled up a bit. “I don’t know if I can talk seriously until I get

  inside you.”

  “That’s not going to help.” She forced herself to say the words,

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  but she was already twitching, her hips seeking him out.

  “It’s going to help me a lot.” Cam let his hand run down her body

  toward her pussy. He’d already taken Rafe’s place between her legs.

  His eyes flared as he sank his fingers in. “Holy shit. He didn’t use a

  condom. Motherfucker. That’s not fair.” A slow smile spread across

  his face. “Damn. This should gross me out, right? Fuck, I’m turned

  on. I know I should be thinking about how some other dude’s jizz is

  all over your pussy, but all I can think about is the fact that this makes great lube.”

  He pulled back and flipped her over in one neat turn. His finger

  pressed against her ass before she could think to breathe.

  “Damn it, Cameron. I’m supposed to be mad at you,” Laura said.

  “You were supposed to be even madder at Rafe, but he got to ride

  you bareback. He’s the one who brought this shit down on our heads,

  but you let him fuck you. I deserve more. I’m the good one. Doesn’t

  the good one deserve more than the bad boy?”

  Laura groaned as he pressed his well-lubed finger deep in her

  anus. His cock teased at the lips of her pussy.

  “You’re both bastards.” It was so much easier to fight with Cam.

  She practically heard the smile on his face. “Yes, but we’re your

  bastards.”

  Laura groaned as his cock invaded. She would have sworn she

  couldn’t feel anything else, but her cunt lit up at Cam’s thrust.

  “What if I don’t want you?” Even as she said the words, she lifted

  her ass up to take him more fully.

  “I’d want to die, so I wouldn’t believe it,” Cam replied.

  He gently spread her legs further so he could work his cock in. It

  was so deep at this angle. She felt absolutely helpless, yet that was all right with Cam. She felt her body softening under him, allowing him

  to take control. Her breasts were flattened against Nate’s desk. God,

  Nate was going to kill her for desecrating his desk. Nate took his job

  seriously. There was no way anything sexual had ever happened in his

  office. Well, it had now. She had to hope Nate had gone to lunch and

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  wouldn’t really guess what the feds had been doing to their very

  important witness.

  Laura felt the dual penetration of Cam’s cock and his fingers.

  “Besides, your cunt is sucking me in. Damn it, baby. You have to

  stop that. I don’t want this to end. I want to make it last.” Cam

  sounded slightly drunk. He pushed in and out of her pussy, never

  letting up on the slow gliding motion. “I want to fuck you forever.

  You won’t have to deal with anything. You’ll just have to deal with

  this.”

  It sounded perfect. It felt better than perfect. “We have to talk.”

  Cam found a rhythm, his hips pumping his cock deep while his

  fingers rotated inside her. “I’m listening.”

  She groaned as he added another finger to her asshole. “Damn it,

  Cam. I can’t leave here.”

  “Is that his plan?” Cam steadied himself before he started up

  again. “I wouldn’t talk to him about anything but this. But I will,

  baby. I’m pissed right now, but we’ll work it out. And I

  wholeheartedly approve of getting you the hell out of here. We’ll hole

  up someplace quiet. No one has to know where we’re going.”

  “I can’t.” She clawed at the desk. He was killing her with this

  never-ending slow fuck. He kept the rhythm perfectly tantalizing, but

  he withheld her orgasm. It was right there. She shouldn’t need another

  one so soon after the last, but the pleasure was there and she reached

  for it—only to have him pull back. “Damn it, Cameron. I’m not

  leaving. I’m going to face this.”

  “Then I’ll face it with you,” he swore, and there wasn’t a smile in

  his voice this time. “I won’t ever leave you. Not until they haul me

  out in a body bag. If you run again, I’ll find you. I’ll track you down, and we’ll be right back here. I already talked to the sheriff. He says he could use another deputy. If you stay, I stay. I can’t promise what

  Rafe will do, baby, but I’m here, and I won’t let you shut me out.

  Never
again.”

  Laura moaned as Cam got serious. He plunged in and pulled out,

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  cock and fingers working in perfect time. She wanted to argue with

  him. The body bag comment scared the hell out of her. If Cam stood

  in the killer’s way, that rash statement could prove true.

  Then nothing mattered but the way he felt. He filled her. She

  closed her eyes and imagined they were both there, one in her pussy

  and the other claiming her asshole. Her men, working together. The

  three of them safe and whole.

  She nearly sobbed as she came. Cam stiffened behind her, calling

  her name over and over as he pumped his cum into her body. His

  fingers slipped from her ass, but his cock remained.

  “I love you, baby,” he whispered.

  “I love you, too.” And she would protect him. She would find a

  way to protect them both.

  * * * *

  He watched his pretty little rabbit as she tried to sneak from the

  office. The big asshole who had gone in there with her didn’t bother.

  He had that smile on his face, the one that idiot men had after they

  were done fucking.

  Of course, the other one had that same self-satisfied “the world is

  mine because I got some” look on his face.

  Only his rabbit had the sense to look embarrassed. Too bad she

  hadn’t had the sense to not be a whore.

  He felt his fists clench on the file in his hand. He’d spent the

  morning coming up with some questions to pose to his girl. He’d

  always wanted to ask her how she’d liked their time together. Back

  when the wounds were fresh—god, he loved the fact that he’d made

  her bleed—he would have seemed monstrous to ask her what he

  really wanted to know, but now with so much at stake, he could have

  a freer hand. If anyone pushed back, he could merely state he needed

  to get deeper into the killer’s mind. Nothing had worked so far. The

  profile still wasn’t complete.

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  At least not the one he’d accepted. The one his lovely rabbit had

  compiled was so close to perfect that he’d been forced to bury it.

  She walked by him, glancing up with a small, tight smile. She was

  beautiful. Perfect golden hair and legs that went for miles. She’d