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made her shake. Rafe adjusted his stance and thrust in one last time

  with a groan as he fingered her clit and sent her over the edge.

  Laura let the orgasm pulse across her flesh. Rafe was still

  thrusting, holding their hips together as he pumped out his own

  orgasm. His whole body went rigid, and then he let himself fall

  forward so they were chest to chest.

  “Thank you, bella. I’ve waited a long time for that.” He kissed her and then pushed himself up.

  Laura started to struggle to get up, but suddenly strong arms lifted

  her off the counter, and she was cradled against a big, muscular chest.

  “He was rough on you, baby,” Cam said, a hint of rebuke in his

  voice as he cuddled her close. Laura threw her arms around his neck.

  Cam hadn’t given her a chance to fix her skirt. Her bare ass was

  hanging out, but Cam started toward the hallway. “He didn’t even get

  your clothes off. What was he thinking?”

  Laura was dazed as he kicked open the door to her bedroom and

  gently laid her on the queen-size bed. Only the light from the hallway

  penetrated the bedroom. Cam’s body was a huge shadow towering

  over her, but his hands were gentle as he reached out for the buttons

  of her blouse.

  “I wasn’t thinking,” Rafe said, stepping into the doorway and

  blocking the light. “I just wanted to get inside her.”

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  Rafe flipped the light on, and Laura got a good look at him. He’d

  shed his shirt and his slacks. He walked into the room wearing

  nothing but his dark cotton boxers. Cam’s hands released the buttons

  on her blouse and smoothed it back, his touch light against her skin.

  After the storm of making love with Rafe, Cam was so soft and tender

  that Laura relaxed into the bed.

  It seemed unreal, like a fever dream, but she didn’t want to wake

  up. Her body was humming with satisfaction, and now another wave

  of arousal swept over her. As Cam looked down, she got restless with

  desire. Cam was here. Rafe was here. They weren’t rejecting her.

  “And I want to make it last,” Cam said quietly. He sat on the bed

  beside her. “I want to see her. I’ve waited so long to see her without

  all these clothes.”

  Cam was different than she’d expected. He was so big and badass

  that his sudden tenderness really disarmed her. When she’d thought

  about making love with Cameron Briggs, she’d imagined it would be

  wild and tempestuous, but emotion flowed from Laura as Cam flicked

  open the front clasp of her bra and uncovered her breasts. His eyes

  flared, and his hand trembled slightly as he brought it to her breast.

  He grazed the peaks with his fingertips. Laura groaned as her nipples

  tightened under his touch.

  “Do you want me to go away?”

  Rafe stood at the edge of the bed. His eyes shifted from her to

  Cam. There was an awkward hesitance in his stance that she’d never

  seen before. Rafe was always confident.

  Cam turned slightly, and Laura got the feeling that Rafe hadn’t

  been talking to her. He was talking to Cam. “Do you want to stay?”

  “I do. I wasn’t sure I would, but I do. I want to watch you with

  her.”

  Cam nodded. “Then stay. But we’ll have a lot to talk about come

  morning.”

  Laura would have asked about that, but Cam leaned over and put

  his mouth on her breast. She couldn’t think past that tongue licking on

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  her flesh. He was stretched out beside her, still dressed. The rough

  denim rasped against her side. She wanted him on top of her, but he

  held back. Laura wiggled, the sensation causing her to move. Cam’s

  hand came down on her arms.

  “Don’t move, sweetheart. I want to enjoy you. Let me make you

  feel good.” He spoke the words against her skin, lighting it up with

  prickles of fire.

  Laura relaxed and let her hands find his hair. Cam kept his golden

  hair short, but it was soft, so soft. The lips at her nipple suddenly

  pulled and tugged. She felt the soft scrape of his teeth on her flesh. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and lavished it with affection. He

  whirled his tongue around and around before kissing his way to the

  opposite breast and starting the process again.

  She was helpless to do anything. Where Rafe had been aggressive

  and quick, Cam was slow and seductive. Time seemed to still as he

  played with her. He licked and nipped at her breasts while his hands

  ran all over her torso. He finally kissed his way up to her neck and

  nuzzled her there.

  “You’re killing me,” Laura managed to whisper. He was making

  her tremble. Her every nerve was past ready for him to move to her

  center, but he kissed the curve of her neck and ran his tongue along

  the shell of her ear.

  “No, I’m enjoying you.” The words were spoken softly into her

  ear. The heat of his breath was just another decadent sensation to be

  had. “You see, I know that Rafe is the gourmet. I know I sit in a fancy

  restaurant like an idiot and order a hamburger when I could have

  something froufrou. I’m not that classy. I don’t care what wine tastes

  like as long as it gets me drunk, but this—this I want to savor. I’m a

  connoisseur of you, sweetheart.”

  He planted his lips on top of hers and took her mouth. His tongue

  slid in, gliding along hers, not allowing an inch of her to go untasted.

  Laura heard Rafe leave the room. The door to her bathroom squeaked

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  open. Cam kissed her, slanting his mouth over and over as he got at

  every angle possible. His hands played in her hair.

  There was a sudden warm, wet sensation at her pussy.

  “It’s just a warm rag, bella.” Rafe was at the end of the bed. “If what Cam says is true, I think he’s going to spend some time here.”

  Cam turned, and they both looked down her body at Rafe. He was

  gently washing her pussy. The sensation left her feeling raw and

  exposed, but it wasn’t a bad thing. It was a sweet ache.

  Cam turned back, a smile on his normally hard face. “I’m

  definitely spending a little time down there. I bet you taste sweet.”

  Cam stood and began to quickly shrug out of his clothes. He

  pulled his T-shirt over his head and shucked his jeans and boxers in

  one smooth move. Cam was the only one of them who had changed

  after work. Cam changed out of his suit and tie as quickly as he could,

  sometimes ducking into a bathroom before they even left the office.

  Laura knew he preferred street clothes, but now she knew what he

  looked best in. Nothing at all.

  Cam stood over her. He was enormous in every sense of the word.

  His shoulders were wide, the muscles bunching as he tossed his shirt

  off the bed. His cut chest tapered down to lean hips and strongly

  muscled legs. And his cock. Damn. She’d thought Rafe had the

  largest cock she would ever see. Cam topped him. His cock was

  thrusting up, bobbing, the head close to his navel. His thick, heavy

  balls had pulled up against his body.

  “Give me the clothes, sweetheart,” he
said softly, his voice

  belying the rough, masculine look of his body. “I want to be skin to

  skin.”

  With shaky hands, Laura pushed herself up and let the blouse fall

  off her arms. She shrugged out of the bra. She felt a little self-

  conscious. Rafe and Cam were ridiculously perfect. She tried, but she

  knew she wasn’t really in their league. She was attractive, but they

  were practically Greek gods.

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  “You’re beautiful.” Cam pulled the skirt off her hips and reached

  for the rest of her clothes. “You’re so fucking beautiful to me.”

  “I call you beautiful all the time, bella,” Rafe added.

  She wasn’t so sure, but she wasn’t about to argue. Then she

  couldn’t think because Cam was climbing on top of her. He’d said he

  wanted to be skin to skin, and suddenly it seemed like he was kissing

  every part of her. Their chests met, and their bellies snuggled. Their

  knees knocked together, and his feet played against hers. His lips

  covered her mouth in a soul-sinking kiss.

  The world melted away as Cam kissed his way down her body. It

  narrowed and got smaller and more intimate. The case and all the

  stress fell away until it was just her and Cam and Rafe.

  Cam settled between her legs and shoved his nose into her pussy,

  breathing in her scent.

  “This vintage has an excellent nose,” Cam said, grinning. He had

  said it with just a hint of Rafe’s inflection, poking fun at Laura and

  Rafe’s recent wine experiments. “But I really love the flavor.”

  His tongue came out, and he licked a long slow path through her

  pussy.

  Laura felt her back bow. Cam set in, eating her pussy. She let her

  head roll from one side to the other, the pressure building with every

  swipe of his talented tongue. She was wetter than she could ever

  remember being. She opened her eyes, and Rafe was sitting on the

  chair by her bed. It was the same chair where she sat every night

  trying to read before she went to bed. Now she wouldn’t be able to

  think about that chair without seeing Rafe in it. His boxers were

  shoved down, and he had that magnificent cock in his hand, pumping

  it slowly as he watched Cam devouring her pussy. His eyes were half

  lidded, but there was no doubt that he was focused. That hand moved

  up and down, from base to tip, over and over.

  “He’s thinking about fucking you,” Cam said, his eyes on hers.

  “He’s remembering just how tight this cunt is.”

  Laura groaned as he worked two fingers deep inside her.

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  “She was so tight, Cam. That cunt of hers clamped down on me so

  hard,” Rafe said on a guttural groan.

  “I bet she’s tight everywhere.” There was suddenly a dark,

  delicious pressure on her anus. “How about here, sweetheart? You

  ever been fucked here before?”

  “No.” The word came out in a breathless squeak. She squirmed. It

  was so wrong, that finger teasing her anus. Still she couldn’t help but

  wonder what it be like to have Rafe in her pussy and Cam in her ass.

  “A little virgin asshole. That gets me hard, sweetheart. But it will

  have to wait. I won’t hurt you.” Cam surged up and was spreading her

  legs before she could take another breath.

  “Cameron, suit up before you get inside her.” Rafe’s rough voice

  reminded her that he was here, watching as she was just about fuck

  his best friend.

  Cam grabbed a condom from his discarded pants and rolled it on.

  “I can be satisfied with this pussy for the night, but you should know,

  I will have that ass, Laura. It’s going to belong to me.”

  He thrust in, his cock splitting her in one long stroke.

  His pelvis ground down in perfect harmony with that hard cock

  hitting her G-spot. Laura called out his name as she came.

  Cam seemed to let himself go. He thrust in over and over again.

  His head fell forward as he groaned and every muscle stiffened. He

  fell forward, his weight pressing her into the mattress.

  “My turn.” Rafe stood over them, his dick standing at rigid

  attention.

  Cam’s head came up. “You won’t get any sleep tonight,

  sweetheart.”

  He’d barely rolled off her before Rafe was on top, his mouth

  coming down on hers.

  Laura sighed and gave herself over to her men.

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  Chapter Five

  Bliss –Present day

  Rafe felt like an idiot in expensive slacks and a T-shirt that

  proclaimed The Trading Post was Bliss’s one-stop murder clean-up

  shop. He made his way out of the bathroom, the suit coat and dress

  shirt he’d previously worn tucked over his arm.

  “See, that looks much better,” Wolf Meyer said with a sarcastic

  grin on his face. “So much more comfortable than that suit.”

  Rafe stared at Wolf. What kind of name was Wolf? And what the

  hell had happened? How was Laura engaged? His heart constricted at

  the thought, but he just didn’t buy it. She didn’t have a ring on her

  finger. “I prefer the suit, but if this is what Laura wants me to wear,

  I’ll suffer through it. She knows the town better than I do. I see she

  likes to be comfortable, too. She used to dress even better than I do.

  And, of course, she loved jewelry. I’m surprised she isn’t showing off

  an engagement ring.”

  Rafe had very quickly figured out that Wolf Meyer was a

  possessive son of a bitch. Rafe had spent the last ten years of his life on a BAU team. He knew how to read people. Wolf Meyer was

  former military, maybe Special Forces. The man was all alpha male

  with a strong streak of snark. No way did Wolf Meyer not buy the

  woman he was going to marry a ring. He would want some physical

  mark of his ownership. Rafe would, too. If he managed to convince

  Laura to marry him, he would have a ring on her finger in a heartbeat.

  Of course, Cam would probably take it a step further. He would

  want a tattoo on her ass, something that couldn’t slip off her body.

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  Wolf didn’t even blink. “You know how we country folk are,

  Special Agent. We tend to downplay things like that. Really, our love

  is far more important than a ring. At least that’s what she told me.

  We’re saving up for the downpayment on a bigger cabin.”

  Bullshit. Rafe didn’t believe that for a second. If Wolf Meyer

  wanted a ring on her finger, it would be there. Rafe had a lot in

  common with Wolf.

  Nope. Something was wrong with Laura’s little engagement.

  And something was definitely wrong with this town.

  “Here’s some fresh baked cookies, Special Agent,” Teeny Green

  said, putting a plate on the little table. “I, personally, am very glad you’re here. Oh, I know that everyone else will go into lockdown

  mode including my wife, but something has to be done. We can’t

  keep having all these murders. First it was that dreadful man after

  Rachel and then those bikers. They needed to bathe more often, I tell

  you. If you’re going to murder someone, at least h
ave the common

  courtesy of smelling nice, I say.”

  Rafe listened to the woman go on about the grooming habits of

  the Russian mob and realized that he hadn’t met a single person in

  this town who he wouldn’t flag as potentially insane. From Wolf

  Meyer, who lied like a pro, to that dude who greeted them with his

  dick hanging out at that Mountain and Valley place.

  Rafe looked around. Where had Laura gone? Two women

  whispered outside a curtained-off section on the second floor of the

  store that seemed to sell everything from souvenirs to groceries to

  fishing equipment. Rafe could see them from the ground floor. They

  were Laura’s friends, the redhead and the one who previously

  couldn’t speak. She didn’t seem to have that trouble now. Charm

  hadn’t worked on them. Maybe it was time to take a play from Cam’s

  book and be a bit of a bully.

  Rafe couldn’t let Laura go. If she slipped out the back, he might

  not be able to find her again. Rafe needed to know she was safe. The

  sick feeling he’d had in his stomach every day since she’d walked out

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  was back. He’d gotten so used to it, it had felt normal, only going

  away when he’d set eyes on her.

  “Do you think I should make more cookies, Special Agent?”

  Teeny asked. “Your partner looks like a man who likes to eat.”

  Cam was still in the bathroom putting on his undercover wear.

  Cam would probably be thrilled to do the whole assignment in jeans

  and a snarky shirt. “Cam can put away more food than an elephant,

  but he’s not the only one.”

  Wolf Meyer looked up, his face a mask of innocence. All six of

  the cookies were gone. “They were awfully good.”

  Rafe turned away as Teeny began to nag the big guy about

  sharing.

  He clenched his fists at the base of the stairs and made his

  decision. Laura wasn’t getting away. He felt a little rush of rage. All this time he’d blamed himself for her running, but wasn’t she to

  blame, too? He’d fucked up. He knew that. He’d fucked up, and she’d

  paid the price, but she was the one who left without a word. She was

  the one who had punished him and Cam for five long years. She was

  the one who hadn’t wanted to listen to explanations or apologies.