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  I push another finger against her asshole, stretching her out here too. She’s wiggling and groaning, all the while earning swat after swat from Seb. Leo has pulled his hand off his dick, no doubt turned on by the sight and seconds from coming. My own cock in my jeans leaks with pre-cum.

  “Now you may go sit on Leo’s dick,” I say with a wicked grin as I pop my fingers out of her ass.

  Seb spanks her once more. I slip out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to wash my hands. Quickly, I strip out of my own clothes and make it back to them. Clove has already straddled Leo and is fucking him slowly. Seb stands between Leo’s parted thighs that hang off the bed, running his hand down Clove’s spine in a reverent way. He releases her to pour lube all over his dick before rubbing it in. I climb onto the bed above Leo’s head.

  “You’re going to scream, brat. So fucking loud. And I want to feel each one on my cock,” I tell her sharply, earning her wild stare solely on me. “Are we clear?”

  She nods, her tits bouncing as she greedily fucks Leo. He grips her tits and pinches her nipples. Sitting up on my knees, I take a fistful of her hair, guiding her to my big dick. Her tongue darts out when it’s close, licking away my saltiness. I groan and grip her tighter, making her whine. She wraps her fat lips around my cock, desperately sucking at my thickness. My eyes meet Seb’s over her prone body and he nods. He stops her rocking hips with a punishing hold on one side. The other hand grips his dick. When he barely presses into her, she moans around my cock, making it vibrate.

  “It’s going to feel good with both of them in there,” I tell her. “And if it doesn’t, you can bitch about it later.”

  Leo laughs from below me. “You’re such an asshole.”

  I smirk at Seb. “Nah, Sebastian’s the asshole. He’s the one who’s gonna make her cry.”

  As though to prove me right, Sebastian’s brows furl as he presses into her. She screams around my cock. I hold her hair tighter, slightly thrusting into her hot mouth. Her teeth scrape along my shaft, making me hiss.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Seb growls. “This feels so fucking good. Clo, your body was made to take us.”

  As he drives into her, faster now, she slobbers all over my dick, forgetting her task with me. I like it, though. I like when she’s distracted by the way they destroy her pussy and ass all at once. And when she’s too distracted, I thrust hard down her throat, making her gag loudly. Fuck, she feels amazing.

  Her ass must feel good, because Seb loses it all too soon. He lets out a snarl of pleasure before stilling. A string of curse words tumbles past his lips as he fills her ass with his cum. I almost come at the sight, but Ford walks into the room, distracting me.

  “Jesus, assholes. I leave for thirty minutes and I miss out on this shit?”

  Seb pulls out, his dick still dripping. “Tag, you’re it.”

  I slowly fuck Clove’s face as Ford strips out of his clothes in rapid speed.

  “Want to see how pretty she is when she takes two dicks at once?” I ask him, pulling away from her sweet mouth and stroking her hair. “Flip her over.”

  Ford grips her hips, tugging her off Leo’s dick, and then flips her around. “Looking so fucking hot, Lucky,” he growls, his appreciative gaze roaming down her front. He grips her hips, sliding her back down on Leo’s dick, this time slipping it into her ass that still drips with Seb’s cum. Leo’s palms grip her tits and he bites at her shoulder.

  I stroke the hair out of her face and admire our girl. Her dark hair is in disarray. Honey eyes flare with wildness. Her pink lips are swollen and slobber runs down her chin from sucking my dick. What a beautiful fucking mess.

  Ford wastes no time. He doesn’t even mess with lube because her pussy still glistens with arousal and leftover lubricant. His eyes are on hers as he pushes the head of his dick past her slick pussy lips. All three of them groan at the intrusion. “Holy fuck,” Ford hisses. “Leo, I like you, but right now, I fucking love you.” He pushes her thighs apart wider so he can kiss her. “Lucky, you were made to take two dicks at once.”

  “So I’ve been told,” she sasses, her words breathy.

  They kiss for a moment and then he rises again so we can all admire our girl getting fucked by two men at once. I love the sounds coming from her body. The moans, the whines, the whimpers, the slurps coming from her lower half. Seb is hard again, watching the scene hungrily as he tugs at his dick. I yank at my own cock, desperate to mark her. When Ford pinches her clit in a punishing way that makes her scream and Leo groan at the way she must be squeezing him with her ass, it sets me off. I spill, hot and erratic, all over her tits. Leo wastes no time rubbing my cum in all over her perfect tits.

  “Fuck,” Ford hisses, thundering his hips hard. “Fuuuuuck.”

  He strums her clit like he’s playing a goddamn guitar, setting her off like a nuclear bomb. She arches her back, screaming like a jet searing across the sky. Leo and Ford both make similar sounds of pleasure. Ford tenses and flexes as he comes. He’s barely pulled out when Seb tugs him out of the way, resuming his position. Instead of sliding back into her used hole, Seb strokes himself to pleasure, splattering more cum all over her pussy. Using just his two knuckles, he rubs them on either side of her clit until she comes wildly again. Needing to see the damage myself, I slide off the bed and then tug on his bicep to move him out of the way. Gripping her hips, I push her up Leo’s body, freeing his dick from her ass.

  “Look at you, brat,” I say, gripping her knees to spread her farther apart. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

  Ford and Seb both stand close to look at her used up body. Her pink pussy lips have turned red and raw, soaked with cum. With every ragged breath she takes, her asshole tightens, oozing little amounts of cum each time. I love the way her cunt is slightly parted between her lips, proving to us she just got fucked raw.

  My dick is hard again as I imagine two cocks inside of her pussy rather than one. We’ll need to practice like hell to get her ready for that. I hold my fist out in front of me, comparing it to her body. Imagining all the ways I could lube it up and make it fit. How I could prepare her to take two fat cocks at once.

  “You’re a motherfucking animal,” Ford says, clasping my shoulder. “I’m going to take a shower, but whenever that happens”—he waves at my fist and then her used up pussy—“don’t fucking start without me.”

  Clove’s eyes are wide as she looks up at me, understanding my intent and motives without having to speak them.

  “One day,” I tell her with a wink. “Patience, brat.”

  She rolls her eyes, looking so goddamn adorable, but our sweet girl doesn’t argue.

  I may be dirty as fuck and kinky as hell.

  But every last motherfucker in here, including this goddess of a woman, is right there with me.

  Man, we make a great fucking team.

  Two weeks later…

  “Just like that, sweetness,” Leo says from my peripheral.

  I narrow my eyes and squeeze off a shot. The bang echoes loudly in the forest. Each guy has been teaching me how to shoot, but learning from Leo is my favorite.

  He’s a good teacher.

  Plus, he’s super affectionate and usually ends up praising me with kisses and hugs. The other guys, when we’re shooting, just hand me new guns to try.

  “Good girl,” Leo says, taking my weapon from me and setting it on our card table we dragged out here. Then, he pulls me into his arms. “How are you doing?”

  I look into his green eyes and frown. “I’m fine. Why?”

  “You’re just quiet the last couple of days,” he says, worry etched on his handsome face.

  Tearing my stare from his, I look past him into the thicket of woods. It’ll be dark soon and the wind is picking up, warning of an impending storm. The weatherman predicted the rain would turn into sleet and potentially snow. I shiver against Leo’s warm chest. His palms find my ass through my jeans and he squeezes.

  “Clove.”

  I wince. “I just mis
s Dad.”

  He strokes his fingers through my ponytail. “I know you do.”

  “When can I talk to him? It’s been weeks.”

  He stiffens. “You’ll have to ask Seb.”

  Tilting my head back up to meet his stare, I search his expression for answers.

  “Why? What’s going on? What aren’t you all telling me?” I demand, anger burning up inside me.

  He lets out a heavy sigh. “We’re just investigating some leads. And…” His features soften. “We don’t think the car was supposed to actually hit you. Just appear to try.”

  “So, I’m not in danger? A stunt? Like you said before back at the cabin?” I shake my head, confused.

  “Some shit points to your dad that we need to look further into.”

  Both my eyebrows shoot up. “You think my dad has something to do with this?”

  “We don’t know,” he utters. “But telling him where you’re at before we’ve had time to gather the intel we need, none of us is willing to risk it. You’re safe with us.”

  “He’s my father,” I grit out. “Your theory is ludicrous.”

  “Look at the bigger picture, sweetness. He’s so focused on his career and paying someone to attempt to run you over is good for his image—”

  “Fuck you, Leo,” I hiss back.

  I push away from him and stalk away. He calls after me, but I ignore him as I storm up to the house, leaving him to carry the guns and ammo back by himself.

  How dare he? How dare them!

  My father may be incredibly focused on his career, but he would never willingly pay someone to hurt me. He wouldn’t even pay them to pretend. If this is my guys’ intel, they’ve lost their touch, because it’s inaccurate. Dad loves me.

  I’m about to run up the steps to go into the house when a soccer ball rolls toward me from out of nowhere. I stop it with my boot and look around. A kid with shaggy, dark hair peers from behind the Tahoe, a curious look in his blue eyes.

  “Hi,” he says.

  “Hey there,” I say, then smile at him. “Where did you come from?” My eyes dart all around, looking for another car that could have brought this kid here. Nothing.

  “Have you seen my mommy?” he asks, stepping out and moping.

  I kick his ball back to him. “What does she look like?”

  “Like an angel,” he says with a grin. “Yellow hair and pretty smile.”

  Rachel? She has a kid…

  “I’m sure she’s around here somewhere. Want to come inside and get a snack while we wait for her?” I ask, swallowing the anxiety clawing at the back of my throat, and reach out my hand to him.

  He walks over and slides his palm into mine. The kid can’t be any more than six or seven. Why is he roaming about all alone? He’s not Sebastian’s. He would have told me. When we go inside, the guys are nowhere to be found. If I had to guess, they’re all in Seb’s office. They’ve converted it into a command center of sorts. It’s where they discuss “my safety.” All this time, I’d assumed it was from outside forces. But from what Leo says, they worry about my dad being responsible.

  That idea sickens me.

  I’m furious they’d even insinuate such a thing.

  I’m fuming by the time we make it into the kitchen. I pick the boy up and set him on the island.

  “I’m Clove. What’s your name?”

  “Seth.” My heart almost falls from my mouth when he lingers on the Se…

  “That’s a nice name. What do you want to eat, Seth?”

  He scrunches up his nose. “Do you have Oreos?”

  These guys are health freaks. We definitely don’t have Oreos.

  “No, but I think there might be some strawberries left. You like strawberries?”

  He nods and I set to pulling them out of the fridge. I cut them into halves and put them in a bowl for him. While he happily eats his strawberry pieces, I look at him. He’s cute, which is no surprise if he’s Rachel’s son, but he doesn’t look like her. His hair is darker and he just seems too sweet to be hers.

  He’s only half hers.

  He’s half someone else’s. Please don’t be any of my guys.

  I shake away the thought that he might be Seb’s. It wouldn’t bother me if he was a father. What bothers me is we’ve been here for weeks and not one of these guys has mentioned Rachel has a son. It’s like…they’re hiding it from me.

  Like they’ve been hiding the fact they’re looking into my dad.

  Sickness roils in my belly and I grab a package of crackers to munch on while I ponder my thoughts. I hear the front door close, causing my spine to stiffen. Poor Leo is about to get my wrath. Anger surges up inside of me as he rounds the corner.

  But it’s not him.

  It’s her.

  Rachel.

  “Mommy!” Seth cries out, waving to her.

  All I can do is stare at her. With new eyes. She’s not just the skanky ex. She’s this adorable kid’s mom. And this evening, she’s not dressed like a hooker. She wears jeans tucking into her boots, a burgundy sweater, and a black puff jacket. Her blond hair has been pulled back in a ponytail. She walks over to Seth and kisses his forehead.

  “There you are, baby,” she coos. “I told you to play soccer out front. Why did you come inside?”

  He points a red, strawberry stained finger at me. “Clove said I could. She got me strawberries.” He holds up the empty bowl. “All gone now.”

  She pulls him off the counter and takes the bowl from him before ruffling his hair. “Why don’t you go find Sebby and give him a hug bye. We’re going to leave before the weather gets ugly.”

  “Sebby!” he cries out before running off.

  Her mom smile melts away as she sets the bowl in the sink. She turns to glower at me. “You know,” she says coolly. “We were supposed to be a family.”

  I freeze and gape at her. “He…Seth is…”

  “What do you think?” She gives me a look that clearly means Sebastian is his father.

  Recoiling from her words, I take a step back. My coat is suddenly too hot. I feel like I’m suffocating. Not only does Rachel have a son that the guys failed to mention, but it’s Seb’s too. No wonder they didn’t tell me. How could he be with my dad and me for six years while having a son back here being raised in a trailer at the bottom of his property line?

  “If you hadn’t shown up, Sebastian would have come to his senses. I’m not the woman he left all those years ago. I’ve grown up. I was ready to show him. Ready for us to be a family. But then you showed up,” she hisses. “Fucking them all.”

  I wince at her words. “Stop, Rachel.”

  Her nostrils flare. “Stop? Why would I stop? You know, I was just like you once. I let them use me. Zac and Seb. Together. It’s fun at first. Feels really good. But then, you soon realize you’re nothing more than a fuck toy to them. A relationship with two men doesn’t work.”

  She had issues with two.

  I have four.

  My expression must fuel her because she steps forward, concern flashing in her eyes.

  “Oh, little girl,” she coos. “You have been fucking all four of them. As hot as that is, I’m sure, where do you truly see that type of relationship going?”

  Hot tears spring up in my eyes. My throat feels hoarse with emotion. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. I love them.”

  “Those boys are awfully generous with the L word. Seb loved me too. But then he left. I raised my son with the hope that one day he’d come back to me and we could finally be happy.” She swipes away the tear racing down my cheek with her knuckle. “He came back. But he came back with you. Seb always did have a thing for a damsel in distress.”

  I step away from her, trying to hold in my emotions so I don’t break down in front of her.

  “I think you should leave.”

  “Oh, I’m leaving. Seb is moving Seth and me out. He has a new toy now, but the shine will wear off you as well, and then he’ll put you out like trash too.”r />
  “I need to lie down. I have a headache.” I swallow down the bile rising in my throat.

  She smiles sweetly at me despite the waves of hostility rippling from her.

  Suddenly, in a matter of twenty minutes, my happy world is shattered. Nothing feels sure anymore. And more than ever, I miss my dad.

  I want to go home.

  “You got eyes on him?” I ask, dropping into my desk chair and swiveling around to where Zac sits on the sofa in my office.

  Zac taps at his laptop screen. “He’s at his office with Marjorie. They went in together.”

  Ford, from next to him on the sofa, leans over and peers at the screen. “Poor woman has it so bad for him.”

  I lift my brow. “Marjorie? No shit.”

  Both Zac and Ford nod.

  “She clearly loves him,” Zac says. “Now Jack? He tolerates her. Kisses her here and there, but he doesn’t let her go much further.”

  Irritation bubbles up inside of me. He pays someone to run down his daughter for a publicity stunt and now leads on his PR manager. It’s been embarrassing listening to her over these last couple of weeks. “Any leads on his next move? Is he done?”

  “He’s moved another large chunk of money to his offshore account, but I don’t know what it’s for. I’m assuming it’s to buy more votes and favors, but if it’s not…” Zac scowls. “Half a million.”

  “Half a million?” both Ford and I growl at once.

  “The last stunt with Clove was a hundred and fifty grand. I can’t even begin to imagine what kind of dramatics you can buy with half a million,” Zac grumbles.

  We’re interrupted when the door creaks open. A dark-haired kid peeks his head inside.

  “Seth?”

  “Sebby,” he squeals before running over to me. He throws his arms around me and I hug him back.

  Guilt infects me. I haven’t been by to see him since we came back. And the last time I saw him he was probably four when I’d come home for a rare vacation.

  “How you been, kiddo? Staying out of trouble?”

  “Yep,” he chirps, pulling away from me. “I play soccer now.”