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The bite of her nails gripping his ass drove him on, urging him a little deeper. Part of his mind was vaguely aware of Rain, touching her breasts, whispering to her. The words made no sense, but every nerve ending in his body vibrated at the sight of his best friend lovin’ up on his woman.

Damn, he knew he should feel some kind of jealousy, but the male in him was too captivated by his steady pounding in her pussy, the seductive grip of her cunt on his cock.

Subtle ripples fluttered through her passage and he knew she was close.

He tightened his jaw and rocked inside her, wanting to feel those sweet pulls on his dick. Her fingernails dug into his ass as she grabbed him, pulling him deeper, harder. The silent plea for more told him she could take it. He reared back and slammed into her, riding high, making sure she felt every stroke.

Rain lifted his head and met Tanner’s gaze, his chest pumping as if he was the one fucking her. Cait was going to be sore by the time they were done with her.

Tanner knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, the vibration at the base of his spine warning him he couldn’t hold off his climax. He rocked deeper, determined to bring Cait with him.

Tension shimmered through her body and he felt those sexy contractions along his shaft as she cried out. She clutched at him and Rain as if the two of them were all that held her earthbound.

Tanner groaned and thrust into her tight passage again and again. He couldn’t hold back. He drove himself deep inside her and let pleasure race through his cock, filling the condom and draining him. He braced his hands on the mattress and fought the urge to collapse on top of her.

Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at him with a wide-eyed, stunned kind of look. Damn, he needed to taste her one more time, needed to be part of that wicked pleasure for just a few minutes more.

He leaned down and kissed her, easing his tongue between her lips.

Still wrapped in the sensation of her orgasm, Cait pushed up into the kiss, savoring the gentle caress even as her mind raced to catch up with what had happened.

This was Tanner. She’d had sex with Tanner. The outrageous flirt who teased her all day had turned into a demanding, powerful lover. The kiss sent another rush of pleasure into her core. She clung to him, holding his softening cock inside her body, not willing to lose the delicious sensation of being filled.

“So beautiful.” He scraped her hair away from her face. His sexy brown eyes glowed with satisfaction. She couldn’t help but smile. Never in her life had she put such a look on a man’s face. He placed another soft kiss on her lips. “Thank you, babe.”

She moaned as his cock slipped from inside her pussy, leaving her empty, but purely satisfied.

He grunted and rolled over, dropping onto the mattress. A fine sheen of sweat highlighted the taut muscles of his chest, and if she’d had the strength, she would have rolled over and licked it from his skin.

But even as she thought it, hot, rough hands skimmed across her stomach and her breasts, quick caresses that sent her nerves tingling. Her eyes fluttered open and she remembered Rain.
Oh goody.
She wasn’t done yet. He leaned over her, the white shirt from his tuxedo still over his arms and shoulders, but the rest of him was naked…deliciously naked. She glanced at the shoulder she knew carried the scars and decided tonight wasn’t the time to fight that battle.

He nudged his hard shaft against her hip as if to remind her that he was there, ready to fuck.

Her pussy clenched. She reached up and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him down. Little encouragement was needed. He bent over and covered her mouth in a long intoxicating kiss, making her head spin.

Long moments later, she blinked and stared up as he retreated.

“Ready for more?” The low question teased her skin.

She knew he was giving her an out—a chance to walk away—but she couldn’t, wouldn’t miss the opportunity to feel him fuck her.

She nodded, then glanced to her right. Tanner leaned up on his elbow, watching, concern and affection lighting his eyes.

“Okay?” she asked, wanting to bring him into it, not wanting to be alone in this.

“Damn, babe, I can’t wait to see him fuck you.” Tanner kissed her. “You’re going to come so hard. Right?”

He directed the last word to Rain.

“We’ll do our best.”

Tanner’s gaze brightened. “Yes, we will.”

She shivered when she realized that both men would be making love to her.

“Roll over, baby,” Rain ordered, tapping her hip. “I want to feel that sweet ass pressed against me when I fuck you.”

The sexy command sent a shiver through her core.

With him and Tanner guiding her, she turned onto her hands and knees. A rush of vulnerability flooded her core, but four hot hands smoothed across her back and ass.

“Damn, baby.” She shivered from the words and the fleeting caresses. Moments later, she felt the heat of Rain’s cock sliding along her slit. The thick rod teased her sensitive flesh. She arched her back and rocked against him, needing him inside her.

“That’s it, baby. Let me feel that sweet ass.”

From the corner of her eye, she saw Tanner pass Rain a condom. Within seconds, she felt the new pressure filling her pussy.

She knew how big Rain was—she’d had him in her mouth—so it was difficult to remind herself to relax as he filled her. His cock pushed into her cunt, stretching her. Her passage was a bit sensitive, but she didn’t want him to stop.

The soft whimpers escaping her throat must have worried him because he paused in that first penetration.

Strong hands rubbed her back, soothing her minor distress as Tanner leaned in and covered her mouth in a kiss. The hot caress of his tongue layered another delicious sensation on top of Rain’s hard thick cock pulsing in and out, slow shallow pushes and retreats.

Tanner’s fingers skimmed across her sensitized breasts, each flicker of his fingers sending shocks into her core. Rain had pinched and sucked them until every caress felt huge inside her.

“Damn, that’s so sweet.” Tanner kissed her again. “He’s going to fuck you hard. Are you ready, baby? Ready to take that big, hard cock?”

The words filled her body. “Yes!” she cried out, even as she thrust back, sending Rain deep inside her.

Between the angle and the thickness of his cock, she felt every inch scraping across her sensitive body.

“Shh, baby,” Tanner soothed. “Let me know if he gets too rough.”

She shook her head, her hair tumbling down around her face.

“It’s good?” Tanner asked, never leaving her, giving her something solid to hold on to when she felt as if she might fly apart.

“Good.” The word barely slipped out before Rain slammed into her again, his girth straining her pussy, sending a new delicious shock through her core. She grunted and grabbed Tanner’s arm.

“Too much?”

His voice held a tinge of worry, but she shook her head. Tanner chuckled.

“Oh, I don’t know. I think that’s a bit too much for you.” He pitched his voice over her shoulder. “Hey, Rain, I think you’re being too hard on the girl.” Tanner cupped her breast, his fingers sliding to the peak and pulling. It was the first time Tanner had touched her breasts with anything less than gentleness.

But he tugged, pulling, pinching her nipple until the pain blended with the pleasure in her core.

“She can take it.” Rain’s growl echoed in her brain as he plowed his cock through the tight grip of her pussy. Tanner’s chuckle echoed as background noise—sexy, wicked background noise.

Rain’s solid penetration slammed into her pussy, fucking her hard. She cried out, needing more. The bright edge of release was just out of reach, but as she came close, he slowed, pulling back until just the head of his cock remained inside her. He didn’t move. Didn’t fuck her.

“Please!”

Rain chuckled. Frustration swamped her chest. His tight grip on her hips held her in place, not allowing her to push against him. Slowly, Rain thrust back in. He began again, slow, solid thrusts.

“Damn, man, let her come.” Tanner sounded as breathless as she felt. She opened her eyes and looked under her arm. His fist pumped up and down his cock, rocking in time to the steady, driving fuck Rain was giving her.

“No, I like feeling her cunt around me,” Rain said. “I want more.”

Knowing she needed to break his control, she wiggled her ass against him. “Please, Rain. I want to feel you come inside me,” she begged. He plowed into her. “Harder, Rain, oh fuck, harder.”

Her pleas seemed to reach him. He slammed into her, filling her, driving deep. Tanner’s fingers dipped between her pussy lips, teasing her sensitive clit. The sexy shivers started in her clit and blended with the hard pounding thrusts in her cunt. Wicked tremors surged through her pussy. She held on to whatever was nearby—Tanner and the mattress, holding herself in this world as another orgasm flooded her pussy, the pleasure weakening her muscles.

In the fuzzy corner of her brain, she heard Rain shout and felt another hard, deep thrust into her pussy. He held himself there, pumping shallow, fierce pulses inside her cunt.

“Oh, fuck. That’s it, baby. Let me feel it all.”

Another ripple moved through her pussy, almost too much pleasure.

Rain groaned and thrust into her one more time, holding himself deep, locking inside her as the tension tore through his body.

He slid his cock out of her pussy. Tanner was there to catch her as she collapsed down on the mattress. In the distance, she heard them murmuring, soothing, sexy words, those strong hands stroking her skin, luring her to sleep.

Chapter Six

Dear Diary,

I think I might be ready to date again. Now I just have to meet someone. Someone not a cop. No more cops, not ever.

Tanner rolled over and reached out, his hand sliding across the cool sheets and bumping into a hairy thigh.

It took a heartbeat for his brain to recognize that was the wrong sensation.

“What the hell?” He sat up.

Rain blinked and pushed up on his elbows. “What?”

“Where’s Cait?”

He looked around the room. The bathroom door was open and the light out. Unless she was hiding in the closet, she was gone.

“Fuck, she’s gone.”

Rain sat up and looked around as if to confirm what Tanner had said.

“Damn.”

“Exactly.”

Neither man moved. Tanner flipped through the possibilities in his brain and none of them were good.

“We’ve got to go after her.” He tossed back the thin sheet and grabbed for his tuxedo trousers.

“Why? She left. Let her go.”

Tanner glared.

“
You
want to let her go?”

“She left,” Rain snapped, as if the answer was obvious.

“Fine. I’ll go after her.” Tanner shrugged, forcing indifference when he wanted to scream at his best friend. Rain obviously wanted her and that sullen pout he’d been in since getting shot was getting Tanner’s nerves. “I’ll fuck her all by myself from now on. I’ll have her so hard and deep she won’t even remember your name.”

The words had barely left his lips when Rain shouted and lunged across the mattress, his fist coming in hard and fast and connecting with Tanner’s jaw. His head snapped back and lights sparkled in his brain.

Damn, Rain really was getting his strength back.

Tanner straightened and braced himself for the next attack. He wasn’t going to hurt Rain, but damn if he was going to be the man’s punching bag.

“What do you care? It was probably just a pity fuck anyway, right?”

He was ready this time and ducked when Rain swung, diving under his friend’s fist and digging his shoulder into the man’s chest. The force carried them back onto the bed.

Tanner braced himself, ready for a struggle. He knew Rain had been re-habbing his shoulder. But after a few seconds, he realized Rain wasn’t moving. He pushed up enough to see his friend’s face, not enough to give him room to hit Tanner again.

Rain grimaced.

“You’re cute and all,” Rain drawled. “But not really the person I want to be naked in bed with.”

That sounded like the old Rain. Dry, a little sarcastic.

“You think I’m cute? Aww.”

“Get the fuck off me.”

Ooh, definitely the old Rain.

And Tanner couldn’t resist. He slapped his open palm on Rain’s ass and rolled away.

“Come on. Let’s go find Cait.”

Tanner moved again for his fallen trousers. He dragged them up over his hips and did up the zipper before he looked up. Rain had sat up, but he hadn’t moved. The white shirt was open, hanging off his shoulders, hiding the scars from the fire that marred his arm and shoulder, giving the skin that shiny look. He’d been with Rain through the first pain-filled days, the recovery, the rehab.

As if he could hear Tanner’s thoughts, Rain rubbed his hand across his shoulder.

“Maybe you should go after her.”

Tanner sighed and shook his head, fighting the grinding of his teeth so he could speak.

“She wants both of us. Were you not in this bed earlier tonight? The panting, the begging, the screaming? Damn, that woman wanted us both.”

“Maybe you were right. Maybe it was a pity fuck.”

“Don’t be an asshole. A pity fuck is sweet and gentle. A woman doesn’t yell ‘harder, Rain, oh fuck, harder’ if she’s just worried about your feelings.”

Rain sort of half nodded.

“Now get your pants on. We’ve got to find her before she freaks.”

This time Rain moved, trudging to the far side of the bed to find his clothes. “Why would she freak?”

“She’s a woman who woke up in bed with two men.”

“She went to bed with two men,” Rain pointed out. “It shouldn’t have been a shock.”

Tanner sighed. “You’re thinking like a man. Think female. What seems like a good idea at the time is often different in morning light.”

“Hell, it’s barely morning now.”

Tanner peered at the clock. Rain was right. It was two o’clock. She couldn’t have left long ago.

“All the better to follow her and convince her that fucking the two of us wasn’t a bad idea.”

Rain swallowed, the muscles in his throat convulsing as if he was going to protest.

Tanner tensed, waiting, knowing Rain was going to tell him to go alone, that Cait wouldn’t want them both.

Rain tipped his head back and a slow grin pulled at his lips.

“She did scream pretty loud when we were both fucking her.”

Tanner couldn’t stop the matching smile. “I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t call the cops.”

“Now
that
would have been hard to explain.”

Rain dragged on his trousers and pulled the edges of his shirt together.

“You know…” His head was bent down as he watched his fingers do up the buttons. “We didn’t actually fuck her together.”

“We did,” Tanner replied.

“We fucked her one after the other.” He hesitated, then finally raised his gaze. “I’m just saying we could both have her. At the same time.”

Tanner shook his head. “I’ve never done it.”

“I have. A couple of times.” And damn if Rain’s cheeks didn’t turn pink. “Not with another guy though.”

Tanner stared at his friend and the image formed in his brain, him and Rain sliding into Cait at the same time, filling her. Fucking her. His cock hardened, swelling inside his shorts.

“Let’s go see if Cait’s open to the idea.”

* * * * *

Cait growled and collapsed onto the couch, her arms exhausted.

What the hell?
Her silent question went out to the universe. How could a dress that fell off her four times during the evening be locked around her waist tighter than a chastity belt?

She took a deep breath and pushed herself back to standing. It couldn’t be
that
hard. The elastic was faulty. All she had to do was pull the gown up and over her head.

She gathered the skirts, clutched the slick material and lifted. The elastic gripped her rib cage, tightening to the point where she either had to tear the dress or pass out.

With a loud sigh, she dropped the skirts and grabbed the top of the bodice. Surely she could push the damn dress off. Her thumbs hooked under the sides and pulled down. No movement. Just pressure on her thumb joints.

“It’s like the damn thing is made of steel.”

The zipper was completely stuck. Even the pliers she’d come downstairs to grab hadn’t helped.

She looked at the pliers, which made her think of scissors. She could cut her way out of it.

But it wasn’t her dress. And even if it wasn’t an heirloom, she wasn’t going to destroy someone else’s dress without permission. She glanced at the clock. Almost two-thirty. She couldn’t exactly call Heather and Tasha at this hour.

“I’m going to have to sleep in this ugly wedding dress.”

Not that she was planning on sleeping much. Every time she paused for even a second, her mind filled the blank space with images of Tanner and Rain. Mostly naked images of Tanner and Rain.

She’d imagined them naked dozens of times in the past six months, but her dreams hadn’t come close to the reality. Hard male bodies, strong, solid muscles. Thick, delicious cocks.

Her stomach dropped as she imagining the next time—stretched out on the bed, Rain over her, pounding into her, Tanner kneeling beside her, feeding her his cock.

She reached out and grabbed the back of the couch, steadying her weak knees. What the hell had she been thinking?

She hadn’t. The damn dress had fallen off, leaving her standing there in her favorite pair of red panties and the next thing she knew—poof, the panties were gone and she was being fucked by two men.

Men she worked with. Men she would have to face on Monday.

Unless she left town. Maybe moved to Mongolia.

But she couldn’t very well flee the country in a wedding dress.

She pressed the heel of her hand to her forehead, somehow taking comfort in the pressure.
Bed. I’ll just go to bed and call—

The knock on the door brought her head up with a snap.

Who would…?

She didn’t even need to finish the sentence. Only one person could be on the other side of that door.

Or two people really.

Damn, where’s my passport? I could slip out the back and—

The hard knock resounded again.

She didn’t move, staring at the door, almost waiting for it to burst open, but surely they wouldn’t do that.

The knock turned to a thud.

“Damn it, Cait, open the door before we kick it in!”

Instinct pushed her shoulders back. She might have to face them sooner than she’d wanted, but she wouldn’t cower…at least now that she knew it wasn’t a viable option.

They were cops and she was pretty sure they could break down the door if they wanted.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly approached the door, hoping that the seconds would calm her pounding heart.

“Fuck, we’re going to have to break it down.”

Tanner’s voice carried through the door.

“My shoulder won’t take that.”

“You’ve got feet, don’t you? We’ll kick the thing in.”

She could just imagine the damage…to her door and to Rain’s already beat up body.

Men
.

She grabbed the door handle and yanked open the door.

Both men stood calmly on the other side, arms folded. There was nothing aggressive about their stances, neither looked prepared to kick her door down.

“Told you it would work,” Tanner announced as he walked inside. Rain hesitated for a second, then seemed to brace himself for attack and followed.

They walked in, taking over her living room.

She took another breath to steady her nerves and closed the door. She could do this. She could handle them. After all, it had just been one night of sex.

With both of them.

Really incredible sex with both of them.

Her pussy clenched as her body responded to the memory of both men inside her, fucking her. She’d never come so hard.

Her nipples tightened and pressed against the satin lining of the dress.

Ignoring the sensation, she spun around.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded in what she hoped was a sufficiently cool voice.

“You forgot these,” Rain replied as he pulled her bright red panties from his pocket. The waistband dangled from his fingertip.

They hung there, like a damn red flag in front of a bull. Huffing out a breath, she stalked forward and snatched them from his finger.

She kept moving, past the coffee table, using it as a low wall between her and them.

“You also forgot to say good night,” Tanner said as they both turned and followed her progress.

“I just thought it was best if I left when I did.”

“You thought wrong.” Rain’s voice was implacable. Almost hurt.

Pressing her lips closed to keep the compulsive apology inside, she struggled to find her cool.

Be sophisticated. Just another casual night of good sex.
Except she’d never done casual very well and it had been
great
sex.
Incredible. But not casual.

“Listen, it was a lovely evening, but I think we should leave it at that.”

“Lovely?” Rain practically barked out the word. He tipped his head to the side and looked at Tanner. “Lovely?”

“Not the word I would choose,” Tanner replied. “Hot. Sexy.”

“Fucking incredible.”

“Two words…” Tanner nodded. “But still appropriate.”

“Not lovely.”

“No.” Tanner shook his head. “Lovely is a garden party. What we had was sex.” He turned his gaze to her. “Hot, sexy and incredible sex.”

Cait felt her throat tighten and tried to swallow to clear the lump that formed.

“And then you disappeared.”

“I just thought that…” She left it hang there because she wasn’t sure how to describe it.
I panicked? I woke up pressed between two hot bodies and flipped out?

“Thought what?” Rain challenged. The glint of hurt flashed in his eyes once again and Cait’s heart did a little flutter in her chest.