STORY EXCERPT

Hearing conversation as Thorne and Brett came down the stairs, Sophie glanced in that direction and, without making eye contact, escaped to the kitchen, her heart pounding.

Their low conversation with Maggie gave Sophie an excuse to stall in the kitchen, taking time to fill a pitcher with water and toss the salad longer than necessary.

She heard one footstep behind her and stilled. Drawing a breath and holding the large bowl of salad, she turned to face whoever stood behind her.

In front of her stood a man who bore a remarkable resemblance to Thorne and Jake.

With the same dark hair and dark eyes as their father and his brothers, he stood over six feet tall like his brothers and had the same rugged features, muscled body, and intense stare.

But he had a twinkle in his eyes and a wicked smile that did strange things to her stomach.

“Hello, you must be Sophie. I’m Brett Faulkner.”

Sophie smiled, once again baffled at her attraction to the Faulkner brothers. “I assumed so. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Sophie Reynolds.”

Brett’s playful smile made her heart beat faster. “I assumed so. Here. Let me take that.”

“Thank you.” Sophie relinquished the bowl and turned to pick up the pitcher of water and the basket of multigrain bread. Tongue-tied, she struggled to make conversation. “I cooked tonight. It’s not what Maggie usually makes.”

“I’m looking forward to it. It smells delicious.” He smiled again. “My brothers were right. You are beautiful.”

Her face burned, and she could only hope that Brett would blame her flush on the hot kitchen. “Thank you.” Remembering her reaction to Jake’s nearness and Thorne’s kiss, Sophie didn’t trust herself to be alone with Brett. “Let’s join the others.”

Over a delicious dinner of roasted chicken, a flavored rice pilaf, and a spinach salad dressed with lemon and other delicious flavorings, Brett watched Sophie with his father.

Although his father still appeared pale and weaker than he’d been even months earlier, Brett could see that Sophie was good for him.

She made him laugh, and her father seemed happier than he’d been since their parents had died.

Thorne made it clear that she wasn’t sleeping with their father, but seeing them together, Brett couldn’t help but see a developing closeness between them.

When there was a lull in the conversation, Brett cut into his potato. “So, Sophie, how long have you known our father?”

With a shrug, she glanced at his father and smiled. “Several months. Russell, would you like some more chicken?”

“No. It was delicious, Sophie, but I’m full.”

“Okay.” She started clearing the plates. “I’ll get some fruit and the coffee.”

Russell frowned. “Where’s Maggie?”

“I told her I’d clean up.”

Expecting his father to object, Brett watched as his father sipped his water.

Instead, his father nodded and smiled. “That’s good. She’s due for a night off. Do you have any more of those apples?”

At the doorway, Sophie paused and smiled at him over her shoulder. “Of course.”

* * * *

Pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace, Jake stared down the hallway to his father’s bedroom. “What the hell are they doing in there?”

Following Jake’s stare, Thorne sipped his drink and shrugged. “They’re not intimate, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Brett rose from his seat and poured himself a drink. “She disappeared in there with Dad before I got a chance to talk to her.”

Jake set his drink on the mantel and glanced at the grandfather clock. “They’ve been in there for almost two hours. What the hell could they be doing?”

“We’ll find out.” Thorne set his drink aside and went back to the papers he’d spread on the coffee table. “I have to admit Dad seems to be in a better mood since Sophie got here.”

With a smile, Brett lifted his drink, gesturing toward the hallway. “He sure is, and he listens to her. Even defends her. Interesting.”

* * * *

Sophie turned off her laptop and straightened her notes. “I set your alarm for seven. We’ll leave right after breakfast.”

Sitting in a chair by the window, Russell leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “I’m not looking forward to this.”

“I know.” Sophie rose and went to crouch in front of him. “It’s going to work. Just believe that. We’ll do this one day at a time. I’m here to help you, but just remember that it’s going to get worse before it gets better.”

Russell smiled tiredly. “So what do you think of my sons?”

Sophie rose and picked up her things. “They seem nice.”

“Nice?” Russell fell back with a bark of laughter. “If you ask them, that would be about the most insulting thing you could call them.” Holding her gaze, he let laughter die away. “Do you think I can’t see the sparks between you and all three of them?”

Sophie sighed and weighed her words carefully so as not to upset him. Wrapping both arms tightly on her laptop and notes, she dropped to sit on the edge of the bed. “Russell, you said that you and your brother shared a wife. I’ve heard of such a thing before, but only in stories. Rumors. I’ve never actually seen such a relationship. I know you said it worked for you, but I hope you’re not hoping that anything is going to happen between me and one of your sons.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Russell contented smile worried her. “For the first time, I have hope that my sons can have what I shared with my brother and wife. I hope that something is going to happen between you and all three of my sons.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Glancing at Brett to see his reaction, she leaned toward Jake, the glitter of hunger and anticipation in Brett’s eyes spurning her forward to take Jake’s cock into her mouth.

Thorne slid a finger, cold with lube, over her puckered opening. “We’re taking you together because we want you to see that we want you to belong to us. Together.”

Sophie moved restlessly, her system bombarded with too many sensations to process. She’d never taken a man’s cock into her mouth before and found it more pleasurable than she’d expected.

She loved the masculine taste of him.

She loved the way his hand tightened in her hair.

She loved his deep groans and his attention to her breast, his callused and rough thumb over her nipple.

Fire licked at her, the slow slide of Brett’s cock filling her with every stroke. The shock of Thorne’s finger slipping past the tight ring of muscle, made easier due to the lube and her position, sending her once again into a world of decadent pleasure that wiped away all inhibitions.

“Hold on to her, Brett.”

Brett’s grip on her waist slowed her movements as Thorne pressed her down to Brett’s chest and poised the head of his cock against her puckered opening.

While Brett held her firmly, giving her enough leeway to continue to use her mouth on Jake’s cock, Sophie whimpered, overcome by the burning as Thorne pressed the head of his cock into her bottom.

Jake cursed and pulled his cock free from her mouth, slipping from the bed and flattening his hands on it, his features hard, his eyes hot and steady on hers. “I’m not fucking coming in your mouth. When I come, it’s gonna be when I’m deep inside you!”

Thorne paused with a groan when the head of his cock entered her, bending to touch his lips to the back of her shoulder. “Son of a bitch!”

Brett’s chuckle had a hard edge. “Tight, isn’t she?”

Straightening, Thorne gripped her hips and surged slightly deeper, drawing a cry from her and making her ass burn. “She’s fucking incredible. There’s no way I’m gonna last.”

Trembling with pleasure and nerves, Sophie closed her eyes briefly as Thorne and Brett moved inside her, each thrust of their cocks filling her and providing the friction she needed against her inner walls.

Wanting it to last forever, she opened her eyes again, needing to see Brett as he moved her on his cock.

Fisting her hands on his shoulders, she stared into his eyes, struck by the affection and desire in them.

His narrowed gaze remained fixed on hers, as if searching for something. “You’re so fucking soft. So passionate. So delicious.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jake retrieve a condom from the small pile on the bed while running a hand down her back.

“That ass is mine next.”

A shiver ran through her at the erotic threat that only added to the dark hunger raging inside her.

Throwing her head back and closing her eyes again, she let herself absorb.

She thrilled at being taken by men who seemed to greatly desire her, men who wanted to pleasure her.

Their masculinity, tenderness, and their skill in pleasing her made them impossible to resist. Their raw sexuality filled her with a feminine power that intoxicated her.

Cocks filled her with every stroke, while Jake lightly rolled her nipples, the slight pressure sending sharp arrows of heat to her slit, intensifying every sensation.

The pressure inside her continued to build, the heat in their groans of pleasure and in their curses, and the truth in their words of praise and encouragement, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Inflamed, she moved clumsily, seeking a release that remained just out of reach. Clenching on both cocks added to the incredible fullness and held her at the point where warning, tingling heat rolled through her. “Please! I need…I can’t…So full. It burns.”

Brett moved faster, taking her deeper with every forceful thrust. “Yes, you can. Come for us, baby.”

Dropping her head, Sophie whimpered. “So close. I can’t. Oh!”

The storm building inside her broke free, her entire body stiffening as a huge wave of pleasure crashed over her. “Oh God!”

“Fuck!” Thorne’s hands tightened as he thrust a little deeper, the pulsing of his cock setting off ripples inside her that drew a sharp cry from her, one that had all three men crooning to her and running their hands over her.

“Easy, baby.” Breathing heavily, Thorne slid his hands around her from behind, lifting her slightly and burying his face against her neck. “I’m falling in love with you.”

Shaking her head, Sophie tilted it to give Thorne better access, loving the feel of his warm lips against her neck while his cock slowly withdrew from her ass. “You can’t! Oh!”

She opened her eyes to see Brett and Jake both watching her closely.

Expectantly.

Closing her eyes against their too-intense stares, especially since Brett continued to slowly move her on his cock, she couldn’t hold back a smile. “You don’t know me. Maybe I’m a bitch.”

With an arm supporting her waist, Thorne moved to the side, and to Sophie’s alarm and delight, Jake moved in behind her.

Gripping her hair, Thorne tilted her head to the side and took her mouth with his. Lifting his head, he smiled. “I know enough about you to know that I want you.”

With a firm hand on her back, Jake pressed her to Brett’s chest. “So do I. But if you get bitchy, I’ll just turn you over my knee and paddle your beautiful ass.” His lips touched her ear. “And then I’ll fuck it, like I’m going to do now.”