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“Have some champagne,” Jonathan invited silkily, reaching over to pour some in another wineglass for Maggie. “Sheldrake has once again decided we need to celebrate.” When he was done filling her glass, he leaned over and filled Phillip’s, giving him the same sleepy-eyed look he’d directed at Maggie.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Phillip joked, picking up the full glass.

Jonathan took a moment to fill his own glass. “Do I need to?” he asked suggestively, giving Phillip a start. Was Jonathan flirting with him?

Before he could decipher the comment, Jonathan turned away and raised his glass to Maggie. “To us,”

he said, and then raised it to Phillip.

“To us,” they both echoed, and drank deeply.

Maggie rose from her chair after the toast and went around Phillip to Jonathan’s chair. “Aren’t you warm, darling?” she purred, reaching over the chair back to caress his shoulders. “Why don’t we take this off, hmmm?” She reached farther forward and began to undo the buttons holding his jacket closed.

“I can undress myself,” Jonathan told her, amused again.

“Of course you can, but where’s the fun in that?” Maggie told him with a pout. She wanted him as undressed as Phillip. She wanted to see both of her men, their strong necks, full chests and thick arms. If she could order them up on the table to strip for her, she would. That would come another time, however, one evening when they’d given the servants the night off.

She had another purpose in stripping Jonathan. She’d seen the looks exchanged by the two men, heard Jonathan’s suggestive remark to Phillip. She knew them well enough now to know they had never fucked—probably never touched each other sexually at all. But they wanted to—she could see it in their eyes. And she wanted them to. Ever since the day she had brought herself to climax with an image of the two fucking one another, she’d wanted it. She fantasized endlessly about it. She was going to seduce them into it. If her plan worked, it wouldn’t be long before they fucked for her. She felt all powerful again, all knowing. She held them in the palm of her hand.

She made the act of undressing Jonathan as seductive as Phillip’s had been. She watched Phillip from beneath lowered lashes, observed him watching each new inch of Jonathan unveiled with glittering eyes.

She had enough pride left to be glad that he spent as much time staring at her ass and breasts.

When Jonathan was seated in all his glory, Maggie walked slowly over to the sideboard. She picked up a dish and returned to Phillip’s side. “Would you care for a morsel to eat, my love?” She couldn’t seem to stop talking in that throatyvoice, and it made her smile. God, she loved this Maggie, the self-confident, alluring Maggie,the real Maggie. He nodded, and as she served him she made sure to lean over enough that her bodice gaped, giving him a clear view of her breasts, which felt hot and swollen with desire already. Could he tell? She hoped so.

After serving him, she walked over to Jonathan. She presented her back to Phillip, knowing how much he loved her ass—loved to caress it, spank it,fuck it. The see-through dress provided him with a shining view of it. She sidled up close to Jonathan but didn’t bend over. She pressed her belly against the muscle in his upper arm and rubbed just the tiniest bit. He’d confessed to her how arousing he found her stomach, something she found hard to fathom since most of her life it had been an unwanted nuisance.

Now she used it to seduce him. She saw his lips thin, and the pulse in his neck became erratic.

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“Are you hungry, Jonathan?” she asked, playing with the words the way she played with them.

“I have more than one hunger, Maggie,” he responded without looking at her. “Some are more exotic than others.” He made a great show of looking at the choices in the dish and picking two small cuts of beef. Then he looked at her intently. “Are you going to satisfy them?”

So the question was out. Maggie knew they had been dancing around it all evening. Trust Jonathan to finally bring it up. Though he hadn’t spoken as plainly as he did on most issues, he’d made it clear what he was asking.

“I don’t want you to go hungry, Jonathan,” she replied as obliquely, “so I shall endeavor to feed you that which you desire.”

Phillip threw his napkin down and stood abruptly. “I couldn’t eat another bite. Let’s go to bed.”

Maggie’s laugh had nothing of seduction in it. It was a full-throated burst of amusement. “But I haven’t eaten,” she protested.

Jonathan took the dish from her hands and set it on the table then rose from his chair, sliding up her body.

“We’ll take care of that,” he growled, the look in his eye promising she would enjoy her meal as much as they did.

Phillip had covered Maggie in her shawl and the two had spirited her up to Phillip’s bedroom. They encountered no one on the way, thanks to Sheldrake, Jonathan was sure. Now that they were here, Jonathan felt his control slipping. Just knowing that he and Phillip would finally fuck Maggie together tonight was slicing away at his hard-won composure.

“Let the festivities begin,” Phillip said lasciviously as he closed the door behind them and leaned against it with a rakish grin.

Maggie smiled mischievously.“Festivities? Are we celebrating something?”

Phillip continued to smile wolfishly as he came and took Maggie’s hand.

Jonathan moved to Maggie’s side and took her other hand and placed a long, featherlight kiss on her palm. “Oh yes, my darling, we’re celebrating our wedding, yours and mine. From this day forward, you are the wife of my heart, the possessor of my soul, the master of my body.” His words were spoken softly, but Maggie and Phillip could hear the depth of feeling behind them.

“Oh Jonathan,” Maggie breathed. She turned his hand in hers and, raising it to her lips, kissed his palm as he had kissed hers. “From this day forward, you are a husband to me. You are there in the beat of my heart, in the very air I breathe. I live to love you, you and Phillip.” There were tears in her eyes, and they escaped to roll down her cheeks as she finished speaking.

Jonathan reached up and wiped her tears away. “Then come to bed and let us love you.” He pulled her
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hard against his body, gripping her hips and crushing her against his engorged manhood.

“I want you, Maggie, now and always,” he whispered, and his lips came down on hers, almost bruising them with the intensity of his kiss. Maggie’s fingers dug into his back as she returned his kiss, opening her mouth for the sweep of his tongue. She moaned aloud at the taste and heat of him, her hips moving against his hardness.

Phillip still held Maggie’s other hand, and he moved around back of her, not letting go of it, stepping close enough to feel her heat like a wall against him. He pulled her arm gently behind her back, holding her captive for Jonathan’s kiss as he leaned down and kissed the curve of her shoulder, licking her skin slowly, savoring her taste and texture. Another moan escaped her, and she arched her back as his hold on her arm tightened.

Phillip reached up and moved her other hand from around Jonathan until it too was behind her back.

Maggie’s breathing was ragged, her heart pounding in her excitement. Jonathan ended their kiss slowly and gazed at her with hot eyes glinting dangerously.

“You’ll do what we want, won’t you, Maggie?” he asked as he reached up and cupped her breast in his hand. When he squeezed it roughly, Maggie gasped. “Oh yes, I think you will,” he breathedout, his eyes moving from her face to her captured breast and back again. He insinuated two fingers under the bodice of her dress and dragged it down, exposing her bare breast. The nipple was puckered and red in her excitement, the breast heaving with her ragged breaths. Jonathan pinched the aroused tip between his fingers, rolling it around and plucking roughly. He leaned down and took it in his mouth, suckling deeply, almost painfully.

Maggie moaned, her hips thrusting against Jonathan, then back to rub her ass against Phillip, still standing behind her, holding her captive. He transferred her wrists to one hand and then reached around to cup the underside of her exposed breast, holding it high and firm for Jonathan’s pleasure. Maggie whimpered and arched her back as far as it wouldgo, offering her ripe bounty to Jonathan’s seeking mouth.

“Yes, Maggie,” Phillip whispered in her ear. “Let Jonathan taste you. We’re going to devour you tonight, wife. We’re going to eat every inch of you and then drive our hard cocks inside you until you scream with pleasure, until you think you can’t take any more. And then we’re going to make you take more, Maggie, again and again.”

Maggie’s knees buckled under the dual assault of Jonathan’s mouth and Phillip’s words. Phillip let go of her wrists, but just as Jonathan was about to sweep her up into his arms, Maggie spun away from them.

“To bed, wife, now,” Jonathan growled, stalking her.

Maggie’s laugh was low and seductive. “But you promised I could eat first, Jonathan. You promised you’d feed me, you and Phillip.”

Maggie’s tone and words were suggestive, her gaze hot and full of wicked desire. Her meaning was clear, and Jonathan heard Phillip inhale sharply.

“Both of us, Maggie?”Phillip asked hoarsely. “How hungry are you?”

Maggie was leaning against the tall bedpost, her hands behind her, thrusting her breasts and hips out in a pose made even more provocative by the sheer material of her dress. “Very hungry,” she growled back at Phillip.“Strip.”

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“What?” Phillip asked incredulously. Jonathan had to suppress a laugh at his expression. Maggie had deftly turned the tables on them. Clearly Phillip was still a step behind.

“Which one of us, Maggie?”Jonathan inquired politely, although he knew the breathless quality of his voice revealed his arousal.

Maggie looked back and forth between them.“Both of you. I want my men naked for my pleasure.

Now.” Maggie was moving seductively, Venus incarnate, as she did a slow turn about the end of the bed, swinging gently on the bedposts as she turned, rubbing against them like a cat in heat.

For a moment the only sound in the bedroom was the heavy breathing of the two men. Then slowly Jonathan reached up and ripped his shirt down the front, pulling it roughly off his shoulders. Maggie stopped her movements, her eyes locked on him and nearly glowing with lust. “Yes,” she murmured low,

“more.” Her gaze swung to Phillip. “Phillip,” she merely said, her tone commanding, and he obeyed.

Now it was Jonathan’s turn to stare. Phillip’s undressing was a tease, a slow unveiling of his charms that had Jonathan’s pulse racing, his breath ragged. Phillip slid the shirt off his shoulders like a woman revealing her secrets,then let it fall slowly down and off his arms. He was so magnificent. In the glow of the candles he looked like a Greek god of old, his hair burning gold in the flame, the shadows kissing his long torso and the sleek muscles of his chest and arms. Maggie and Jonathan watched the shirt fall with bated breath, and Jonathan had to bite his lip to keep from panting as Maggie did when it hit the floor.

Without stopping, Phillip raised his elegant hands, the fingers elongated in the play of the room’s light, and reached for the buttons on his trousers. Maggie held up a staying hand and he stopped, tipping his head inquiringly.

“You want me to stop?” he asked her quietly, his voice a low throb in the room. Jonathan’s mind was screaming no.

Maggie gave a lopsided grin, almost out of place in the heated tension of the bedroom. “Don’t you have to remove your boots first?” she asked with a hint of amusement.

Jonathan looked blankly at his boots. Both he and Phillip had forgotten in the rush of Maggie’s desires.

He glanced up and Phillip looked just as perplexed. Maggie’s low throaty laugh zinged along Jonathan’s nerves and he shivered.

“Help each other off with your boots,” she ordered silkily. “Help each other get undressed.” Her face was tipped down; Jonathan couldn’t read her expression in the dimness of the room. Did she understand what she was asking—what hell it would be for Jonathan to be so close to Phillip’s nude body without Maggie between them?

Phillip turned and walked over to Jonathan. He stopped inches away, and Jonathan was frozen. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from Phillip’s bare chest and the golden hair covering it, narrowing to a thin line as it disappeared into the top of his trousers. He flinched when Phillip reached out a hand and grasped his upper arm, those elegant fingers wrapping themselves around his biceps. Phillip urged Jonathan over to a chair against the wall and gently pushed him into it. Then Phillip turned his back to Jonathan and straddled his feet as he bent over, presenting a tempting view of muscular buttocks outlined by his tight breeches.

When Jonathan made no move, Phillip looked over his shoulder at him, amusement underlying the desire
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in his gaze. “Your foot?” he prodded Jonathan, pointing down at his left boot.

“Oh, oh yes,” Jonathan stammered, horrified at what he was giving away. Maggie mustn’t know about his longing for Phillip. She would run if she suspected what he wanted. He raised his foot and Phillip grasped the boot heel, grunting as he pulled it loose.

“Give us a push,” he told Jonathan as he struggled with it. Hesitatingly Jonathan raised his right foot and put it against Phillip’s sweet ass, pushing him lightly.

Phillip laughed and looked over his shoulder again. “That won’t do it. Harder, Jonathan, push harder.”

The merriment in his eyes was mixed with something else, something Jonathan was afraid to decipher.