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  “We wish to allow you to have your release today,” Fury said, his voice gruff, gravelly and oh-so sexy. “But you must not come until we tell you to.” She heard the hum of a vibrator, and instinctively tightened her entire body. How could she possibly stop that from happening? Especially with a thick dildo slowly thrusting in and out of her pussy, and the delightful sensation of a vibrator humming against her inner thigh.

  She forced one eyelid up, and discovered her Masters sat on either side of the chair, Wrath holding the vibrator, Fury the dildo. They both were looking at her face, eyes heavy-lidded and faces flushed like they’d just run a marathon. She closed her eye again, welcoming the darkness.

  Once again she focused on the sensations flooding her system. The musky scent of her arousal blended with the tang of Wrath’s cologne and clean smell of soap. The sound of her thumping heart and gasping breaths. The taste of Fury that still lingered on her lips and tongue.

  The slick tip of the buzzing vibrator found her ass, and a bolt of heat swept up her body. She gasped, on the verge of orgasm.

  The dildo and vibrator vanished, and she was left twitching all over, tingly and nearly in tears. She sagged against the wooden beam.

  “I can’t take this anymore. Please,” she whispered.

  Silence.

  Oh God, they were going to do it to her again. Hadn’t Wrath promised she’d receive release this time? Bastard! Frustrated beyond words, she kept her eyes closed, knowing if she opened them, she just might open her mouth too. And say something she’d regret.

  Once again, she found herself trying to cool her inflamed body, slow her out-of-control heart and breathing. The heavy thump, thump in her chest had just begun to ease when the toys teased her pussy and ass again.

  Yes, yes, yes! A flare of erotic heat blazed through her body. She tensed everywhere, head to toe, opened her pussy and ass and welcomed the gentle penetration. The toys moved in unison, in and out, driving her quickly to that point again, where her entire being was narrowed to that one place inside. The magical place.

  “Ohhhh!”

  Again her Masters took away the toys and the pounding heat slowly cooled to a tingling simmer.

  This was beyond torture. She wanted to cry.

  “Fury,” Wrath said.

  Fury moved around to the front, rolled on a rubber, and positioned his hips between her spread legs.

  Oh God, was he going to fuck her? Finally, a real cock would fill her pussy. She let out a whimper of relief. Fury dragged the head of his cock up and down her slit then slowly entered her.

  “Take him, that’s it,” Wrath murmured, pushing the vibrator in her ass. “Oh yes, I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time.”

  So had she!

  Fury slowly withdrew, until only the tip of his cock remained in her. Faster, he thrust into her again. The vibrator moved in unison with him. Outttt. In.

  Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod! A couple more thrusts and it was going to be over.

  Outttt. In.

  Her body tensed. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest. Waves of heat pulsed out from her center. Tingles followed.

  She wanted to come and she didn’t want to. Every cell in her body demanded relief from the scorching heat her Masters were stirring in her. And yet, her heart didn’t want this intense connection to end. She was completely and utterly under their control, and she didn’t want that to stop.

  They quickened the pace of their thrusts, taking her harder, faster, and her body responded. She trembled from head to toe, teetering on the brink of orgasm. She fought to hold herself back, to stop herself from being swallowed up completely in the liquid fire churning through her.

  “Take your release,” Wrath said. “Take it now.”

  The command in his voice drove her over the edge. A fierce orgasm tore through her body, from toes to scalp. Head back, chest tight, she spasmed around Fury’s cock and the vibrator. The bliss was beyond anything she’d ever experienced. It went on and on, one pulsing, throbbing second after another. Fury howled as he found his release, and as his thrusts deepened, she was driven to a second orgasm.

  Moments later, the cuffs were removed from her wrists. Her ankles. She opened her eyes to discover her Masters had removed something else as well—their masks.

  The breath she hadn’t been aware of inhaling caught in her throat.

  “Oh my God,” she whispered, recognizing the man she’d known as Wrath. Stunned, she cupped her hands over her mouth. “Kade?”

  His jaw ticced as he nodded but he didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. She knew that face—the chiseled cheekbones she’d admired for years. The lips. Eyes.

  That dear face.

  She’d had a crush on Kade for years, since she’d been in college. They’d emailed back and forth, their relationship slowly growing, deepening. First a distant friendship, then closer friends, and eventually confidantes. She’d dumped a lot of crap in those emails—pain, frustration, fears, deep stuff she’d shared with no one else.

  It was no wonder Kade had spoken so harshly about her father.

  But the odd thing was, he’d never given her any kind of indication that he wished to be anything but a friend, someone she could trust and turn to for advice.

  How many times had she wished he shared her feelings?

  Then, about a year ago, after she’d finally told him how she felt, the emails had stopped. With no warning. A devastating rejection. It had been a terrible loss to her, nearly as painful as a death. Not just because he hadn’t shared her romantic feelings, but because she’d lost a dear friend.

  Maybe she should have guessed long ago Wrath was Kade, but because he’d vanished so suddenly and so completely, his name hadn’t come to mind.

  She sobbed and pressed her flattened hands against either side of his head. “Where have you been? I thought…I was so hurt.”

  He covered her hands with his. “I’m sorry, baby. I had to take a step back. For you. I was sick, had cancer.”

  Cancer? The word sliced through her heart like a blade. “You didn’t tell me? Why?”

  “Because I didn’t want you to watch me die.”

  “I would have been here for you.”

  Kade shook his head, pulling away.

  Shaking, she wrapped her arms around herself.

  Fury, who she didn’t recognize at all, stepped up to her with a blanket, draping it around her shoulders before standing beside Kade, resting a hand on his shoulder. “My real name is Zane. Zane Warner.”

  Zane Warner had the face of an angel. And clearly loved Kade very much.

  “Kade loved you too much to drag you into his hell. He felt had to protect you. I tried to tell him it wasn’t fair keeping this from you, but he just wouldn’t listen. Until now.”

  “Are you still sick?” she asked, her voice cracking.

  “I’m in remission. But the particular kind of cancer I had is known to recur.” He blinked once, twice, three times. Swallowed. “I don’t know how much time I have left, but if you can…if you want to be here with us, I’d like to offer to share the rest of my life with you.”

  She glanced at Zane.

  Kade followed the direction of her gaze. “He’s a good person, and he’s grown to care for you as deeply as I do. I thought…if the cancer does come back…you two…”

  His unspoken words echoed through her head. Would stay together, without me.

  She felt sick.

  She tugged the blanket tighter around herself. The man she’d trusted and respected, the man she’d fallen in love with, was back in her life. How cruel that he might only be with her a few short weeks or months. How fucking unfair! “I don’t want to think like that. I refuse to believe it.”

  “No.” Kade sank to his knees and rested his hands on her thighs. “You have to. If you’re going to be a part of my life, you must be strong enough to face the facts. I have a fifty-fifty chance of dying in the next five years.”

  The air in her lungs leaked out. She tried t
o drag in a breath, but it felt as though something thick was blocking her windpipe. Her stomach turned upside down then threatened to rush up her throat. “God, no.”

  This wasn’t what she’d expected. Not at all. She didn’t know what to think, how to act, what to say. It was too much to absorb. Too much to face all at once. Agonizing. Frustrating. Infuriating.

  What had she done wrong? That the men in her life abandoned her. Maybe they didn’t want to, but they did. And it hurt, dammit. Hurt bad.

  Wishing she were anywhere but there, hearing these awful things, Fallon covered her face with her hands and squeezed her eyes closed. How could she possibly live with this? Accept the fact that today might be the last day Kade was well? Go to bed every night, wondering if those fucking cancer cells were destroying his body. Wake up every morning, wondering if she’d hear the words, “It’s back.”

  Maybe she should just walk away now, learn to live without any man, including Kade. She’d done okay the past few months.

  Never mind those months had been so damn empty.

  “You and Zane will have each other. It was the only way I could do this. He loves you too.”

  “I—I don’t know.” She turned to Zane. “Is that what you want? Do you really love me?”

  “I do.” Zane nodded. “At first I agreed because I love Kade and I wanted this for him. He needs you. But as I got to know you, I saw how beautiful you are on the inside. How giving and brave you are, how willing you are to open yourself up to us. I saw you the way Kade has all these years.”

  She glared at Wrath. “You tricked me.”

  “No.” Wrath’s mouth pulled into a tight line. “We were honest, right from the start. We told you what we were looking for, what we expected.”

  “You didn’t tell me who you were.”

  “You didn’t want to know, or we would have.”

  Dammit, Kade was right.

  “It was all part of the fantasy for you,” Kade said, gently. “I wanted to give you your fantasy.”

  “God.”

  Zane knelt beside Kade. “Do you want to go home now? We understand if you need some time to yourself.”

  “I—I don’t think I should drive.” She wobbled to her feet. They felt heavy, like she was wearing concrete boots. “I need to lie down.”

  “Okay.” Zane stood and took one of her arms, Kade the other. Sandwiched between them, she staggered through their beautiful home to a gorgeous bedroom. She slipped beneath the covers of an enormous bed, closed her eyes and just let her thoughts go.

  Kade was Wrath, and he was sick. And dammit all to hell, she wanted to hate him for doing this to her. She’d opened herself up over the past five weeks, trusting her masked Masters, even though there were times it was really painful. She’d thought about the things they’d asked her. Trusted them with her body…and heart. She’d let herself fall in love with them.

  And now she was facing an impossible choice—avoid the pain of what could happen, or face the demon and enjoy what could be the most wonderful, loving relationship in her life. Was the old cliché true? Was it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all?

  She closed her eyes, and flopped an arm over her forehead.

  What do you need, Fallon? What do you want? More importantly, can you love two men, knowing someday one of them might leave you?

  How could they expect anyone to make this kind of choice? They couldn’t!

  Think, Fallon, think!

  Maybe that was just it. Thinking wasn’t what she needed to do. She needed to feel. To reach deep inside and let all the emotions—fears, hopes, whatever—come to the surface. After all, wasn’t that what they’d asked from her? Five weeks, they’d spent together. Slowly stripping away her shoulds and shouldn’ts.

  Being tied up did more than turn her on. It evoked emotions. All kinds, including the ones she’d hidden from since she’d been a little girl.

  Could she walk away from them now? And the woman they’d helped her become?

  Epilogue

  This was beyond anything she’d ever imagined. Fallon lay on top of Wrath’s powerful body, his cock inching slowly into her ass, Fury straddling Wrath’s legs, his cock poised at her vagina. Her wrists were tied to the headboard, her upper arms pressed against her ears, muffling all but the sounds of her thrumming heartbeat and heavy breaths.

  It had taken some time to make her choice, but now, a year later, she was so glad she’d taken the risk. Sure, she could find out Kade’s cancer was back any day. Then again, she could die in a car accident tomorrow, just like her brother had a few months ago. Life was precious, and no one knew when their time was up. There were no guarantees for anyone. Life had to be lived as if each day were the last.

  Every minute she spent with Kade and Zane was dear to her. Especially minutes like this, where they were joined in all ways. Three as one. Masters and slave.

  The men thrust in unison, their cocks simultaneously filling her ass and pussy. Wrath’s hands cupped her breasts, kneading them, pinching her nipples. Fury’s fingers were knotted in her hair, tugging just hard enough to feel wonderful. He looked at her like she was the most beautiful woman on earth. She wished this moment could last forever.

  Her entire body was slick with sweat, the air heavy with the perfume of sex. She trembled and moaned, the heat building within her to bone-melting intensity.

  “Oh yes, take me, Master,” she mumbled, tipping her hips to meet Fury’s thrusts. His cock drove deeper, harder, a possession she craved. Wrath’s continued at a slower pace, allowing her anus to stretch to take him.

  The sounds of male moans, the sight of Fury’s glorious body working over hers, and the sensation of fullness as two cocks glided deep inside were catapulting her toward a powerful release. Her body tensed, muscles knotted, heart thrumming.

  “Come now,” Wrath said.

  Her orgasm swept over her swiftly, a heat that overtook her entire body. Beneath her, Wrath growled as he found his own release, and above her Fury slowed and deepened his thrusts, enjoying the way her muscles rhythmically contracted around his cock. A split second later, he joined Fallon and Wrath in their bliss, his cum spurting deep inside her pussy. The sensation amplified her pleasure. She moaned, tipping her hips to take him deeper inside.

  Perhaps she’d never imagined herself being a part of a threesome. But this was the way it had to be for her and the two most important people in her life. There was simply no other way it could be.

  She was more than happy. She was in heaven. Two men not only meant double the pleasure, but also double the love. Both to give and receive.

  About the Author

  Nothing exciting happens in Tawny Taylor’s life, unless you count giving the cat a flea dip—a cat can make some fascinating sounds when immersed chin-deep in insecticide—or chasing after a houseful of upchucking kids during flu season. She doesn’t travel the world or employ a staff of personal servants. She’s not even built like a runway model. She’s just your run-of-the-mill, pleasantly plump Detroit suburban mom and wife.

  That’s why she writes, for the sheer joy of it. She doesn’t need to escape, mind you. Despite being run-of-the-mill, her life is wonderful. She just likes to add some...zip.

  Her heroines might resemble herself, or her next door neighbor (sorry Sue) but they are sure to be memorable (she hopes!). And her heroes—inspired by movie stars, her favorite television actors or her husband—are fully capable of delivering one hot happily-ever-after after another. Combined, the characters and plots she weaves bring countless hours of enjoyment to Tawny...and she hopes to readers too!

  In the end, that’s all the matters to Tawny, bringing a little bit of zip to someone else’s life.

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