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“Oh no, look,” I said, glancing out the window. “It’s pitch black and I haven’t put the chickens away.”

“I’ll do it,” Liam said, standing. “Billy will help.”

“No, don’t let Billy help, they’re terrified of his yapping,” I said with a scowl.

“They love it, it keeps life interesting for them.” Liam laughed and let himself out the door into the blackness. A chilly draught swirled around the kitchen and floated my napkin to the floor.

“Oh, that’s wintery,” Eve said, rubbing her hands on her upper arms.

“Yeah,” Quinn said. “I think it calls for a fire.” I shook my head as I reached down for the napkin. “Sometimes I worry about you and Liam.”

“Why?” Quinn stood from the table and frowned.

“You’re both pyromaniacs. You light fires at the first gust of cool air.”

“I like the fire in the living room, it’s cozy, plus it keeps us warm if we’re not wearing enough clothes.”

I couldn’t disagree with that so I giggled at the memory of a couple of nights ago when we were all sprawled naked before it. Sweaty and sexy, getting down and dirty.

Eve looked between us with her brows raised.

Quinn winked at me and left the room.

Eve pushed up from the table. “You want a hand to clean this up?” she asked.

“That would be great.” I pulled out a bin liner and we set about slotting the boxes in for recycling.

“Ariane,” she said. “I just have to tell you I’m in complete awe of you.” I laughed. “You are? Why?”

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She shoved a box and several used napkins into the bag. “Because you handle two gorgeous, highly intelligent, devastatingly sexy men without an apparent ounce of effort, day in, day out, and have done for such a long time.” I smiled. “We love each other. I don’t know how much ‘handling’ has to do with it.”

“Oh, handling definitely has a lot to do with it. You know their strengths and weaknesses, their moods and needs. I can’t imagine there is another female on the planet who’d be able to pull off being married to these two. Jesus, being married to one of them would be a supreme effort for the majority of women.” Laughing, I reached for a cloth and began to wipe down the table. “I can assure you it’s hardly a chore, and I honestly couldn’t imagine having only one husband after all these years. I adore having them both in my life, loving me, taking care of me. They’re workaholics but that just gives me some of my own space and time. Then when we do all get together it’s explosive.”

I dropped the cloth into the sink. When I turned Eve had stepped close behind me.

Her eyes sparkled, her pretty pink mouth was lifted in a smile and I could smell her sherbet-sweet perfume.

“Explosive,” she said in a husky voice. “I just bet it is. I bet it’s off-the-scale amazing.”

“Yes.” I watched her tongue dart out and sweep from one corner of her mouth to the other. “It’s pretty intense stuff.”

“What do you do?” Her eyes drooped as if her lids were heavy. “What do you do when you are all together…in bed?”

I swallowed tightly and thought of all the things we got up to. “We worship one another’s bodies, give each other pleasure, express our love with our flesh just like any other married couple.”

“But you’re not a couple, you’re a threesome.”

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“And a few more I should think,” she said in a thick, lusty voice.

I felt heat in my cheeks and an ache in my belly swelled. Thinking about sex and talking about sex was making me
want
sex. Eve reached forward and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. The tips of her fingers brushed my skin and a tickly sensation ran over my flesh straight to my chest. It lay heavy in my breasts and spiked my nipples against my bra.

“Quinn and Liam are lucky guys to have sex with you,” she said in a low voice.

“You have an air of beauty and confidence about you which is so sensual and seductive.” She paused. “I’m surprised I’ve been left in here alone with you.” Her voice lowered further. “By Quinn especially.”

I swallowed tightly. “Why by Quinn especially?” I asked quietly.

“I told him that I thought you were fascinating, that I thought your body was divine and…” She paused.

My heart was racing. “And what?”

She tipped her head a little closer. “And that I’d like to kiss you.” Her breath was sweet as it breezed onto my cheek, her lips looked soft and moist, incredibly kissable, especially when she said the word “kiss”.

“But, but I thought you liked Quinn,” I whispered, the sound of my own heartbeat loud in my ears.

“I do, but you of all people, Ariane, should know that it’s perfectly possible to lust after two individuals.”

“Yes, but…I-I don’t understand.”

She gave me a small smile and pressed her silky smooth palm to my cheek. “I’m attracted to people,” she said, her thumb just brushing the dip between my chin and bottom lip. “Their personalities, their achievements, their magnetism, it’s what gets my attention. Gender is secondary. When someone turns me on intellectually, whether they are male or female, I want them. Desire them.”

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“Oh.”

“And I want you,” she said, her lips now a whisper from mine. “Like, I really, really want you, Ariane.”

She was going to kiss me. Her head was bending lower, her other hand came up and she cupped my face, held me tight. I’d never kissed another woman before. I should back away, tell her to stop. But I couldn’t. Eve fascinated me too. She was sexy and sweet and my body was reacting to her sexual energy in a way that had me buzzing from head to foot.

Suddenly her lips were on mine, barely parted, gentle and delicate. I returned the pressure and she slanted her head. The tiny tip of her tongue peeked out and traced the seam of my mouth. A small whimper escaped my throat as I shut my eyes, lifted my tongue and touched it to hers.

She pulled back a fraction and murmured, “Ariane, you taste like heaven.” Then her mouth opened over mine and her tongue pushed in past my teeth. It was so new to feel her in me, touching me. Her flavor was divine, champagne and candy, girly and fresh. I wanted more and I slid my hands up her back and kissed her eagerly. Our chests pressed together, her neat, firm breasts landed above mine. Her fingers traveled into my hair, sending a new wave of sensation shivering down my spine.

The kitchen door slammed shut.

We snapped apart as if electrocuted.

“Liam,” I gasped, scooting away from Eve.

He stood stock still and stared at me. The overhead lights reflected in the lenses of his spectacles, his arms hung at his sides and his mouth opened and closed without uttering a sound.

“Liam, I’m sorry,” I said. “I’m so sorry.” Oh god. I’d kissed Eve, passionately, my whole body had cried out for hers. He would go crazy. A tremble of fear replaced the tremble of desire in my core. I was about to see my chilled-out husband flip. Flip out spectacularly.

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But he didn’t. Liam stood for the longest of moments, his eyes drilling into me as a dense silence filled the room. Then the corners of his mouth tilted and he pushed his windblown hair away from his forehead. “Don’t mind me,” he said. “I’m not opposed to a little girl-on-girl action.”

I swallowed down a lump the size of one of the pizza boxes. “You’re not?” I asked shakily.

“Hell no, I’m a guy, girls together are sexy as hell.” His grin turned into a full-wattage beam. “And besides, life is too short not to indulge in a little of what you fancy, baby.”

I glanced at Eve, who leaned against the counter with her arms folded. She tilted her brows at me in a “so what are we waiting for?” kind of way.

“Are you sure, Liam?” I asked, looking back at him.

He shrugged and behind his spectacles his eyes narrowed. “I love you, Ariane, and you love me. If you want to explore a new part of your sexuality with Eve, go ahead.

It’s just sex and I know you’ll come back to me, just like you knew Quinn would come back to you.” He shoved a hand into his jeans pocket and shifted his feet. “But if you
are
going to take it upstairs, then go into the spare room.” My mind spun. Take it upstairs? I guess that had been the next thing for Eve and me. We’d been pressing up against each other with hungry urgency.

Suddenly my stomach fluttered all over again as I realized what Liam’s last words meant. He wanted to watch Eve and me on the secret camera. Naughty sparks of excitement pinged through my body at the thought of this new way to turn my men on.

“Er, yes, okay,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “But can you tell Quinn where we are?” I looked at him meaningfully.

Liam walked to the fridge, grabbed a beer and popped the top. “Yep, I’ll tell him.

Just make sure it’s the spare room and not our bed.” He took a slug from the bottle and strolled out of the kitchen, his faded-out jeans hugging his butt perfectly and his top stretched across his shoulders.

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I turned to Eve. She tugged on her bottom lip as her mouth stretched into a smile.

“Understanding guy you got,” she said, uncrossing her arms.

“Yes.” The desire in me was swelling again. Eve was beautiful, standing there radiating feminine sexiness. The air around her was charged. It was flowing toward me in waves and I understood what Quinn had been so drawn to, so hypnotized by.

“So do you want to explore a new part of your sexuality?” she asked.

I tipped my head and dropped my gaze down her body. Her nipples were visible through her thin sweater, two tight beads pressing against the material. I knew what her breasts looked like. I knew they were pert and pink, smaller than mine. But I wanted to know what they felt like, to touch and taste the way Quinn had done. An ache spread like liquid through my core, tweaking my own nipples and settling in my pussy. “Yes,” I said, almost breathless with longing. “Yes, let’s go upstairs.” Eve reached for her enormous handbag and we climbed the stairs in silence. I led the way into the spare room. She left the door ajar as I flicked on the bedside lamps, filling the room with a softly muted glow. I glanced at the partially concealed camera and wondered if Liam had flicked on the TV yet. Who was I kidding? Of course he would have.

Eve sat on the bed next to her handbag. She peeled off her top to reveal a pale lemon-colored bra. The cups were trimmed with white lace and the shoulder straps had three tiny daisies leading upward. My fingertips tingled with the desire to touch the daisies, dip below the cup, smooth over the soft skin of her breast and pluck at her pale pink nipples.

She smiled up at me. “Have you really never been with a girl before?” I shook my head. “No.”

She studied me with narrowed eyes. “I think you’ll like it, Ariane, you’ve been saturated by all that testosterone for years.” She stood and walked to me. We were standing sideways to the camera. “A little female attention will do you good.” 161

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I didn’t doubt it would, but I also wanted to give her some attention too. Her skin’s warmth radiated toward me and her enchanting scent had wrapped around me once more. She was a woman but she was different from me—taller, leaner, smaller. I was curious and eager to explore, to see how it would work between us. And the thought that Liam and hopefully Quinn were watching made it all the more thrilling, all the more erotic.

“Take your top off, Ariane,” Eve murmured, reaching for the base of my sweater.

I let her tug the material upward and over my head. She dropped it on the floor next to her own. Her gaze homed in on my breasts, encased in the black balcony bra I’d worn to seduce Quinn that morning.

“So pretty,” she said, touching the cup right in the center, right where my nipple was straining for attention. “So, so pretty.”

I snatched in a breath as heat seared my body.

Her mouth tilted in a smile then she lowered her head and kissed me again, gently and slowly, her tongue just dipping into my mouth. Her whole hand cupped my heavy breast and squeezed lightly, reverently, sending deep sensations of yearning to my pussy.

I broke the kiss, keen to touch her breasts. Reached for the small front clasp between the cups of her bra and twisted it free. The material sprang open and she slid the straps down her arms, letting it fall to the floor.

“You’re beautiful,” I said. I meant it. The camera hadn’t done Eve justice. Her breasts were a perfect alabaster white, the nipples the most delicate shade of rose-petal pink I’d ever seen, and they stood with a high perkiness that was sassy and confident.

As if they were waiting to be admired and adored.

There was only one thought in my mind and that was to taste her. I dipped my head, kissed her right breast, once, just on the top rise. Her skin was soft as feathers on my lips. Hungry for more, I took her whole nipple into my mouth.

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“Oh god, Ariane,” she gasped, swaying toward me and placing her hands on my head.

Encouraged, I generated a gentle suction and tickled her with my tongue. She moaned approvingly, raking her fingers through my hair. I added my hand, feeding her tantalizing flesh gently toward my mouth. She tasted so sugary, like honey and flowers and hot summer days. Her nipple was pliant, hard but pliant and as I flicked and sucked I felt her body leaning toward me.

She wanted more.

I was going to give her more.

After treating her other breast to the same attention, I looked into her face. Her eyes were glazed, her lips parted, her breath trembling in her chest.

“Lose these.” I tugged at the button on her neat black pants.

She nodded and quickly shucked them off. I dipped my finger just under the waistband of her pretty white daisy knickers.

“And these,” I said with a smile.

I thought of the camera. Liam and Quinn couldn’t hear what we were saying but they wouldn’t need to―the actions spoke for themselves. A new thrill went through me at the thought of their rapt faces. I wondered if they were hard yet.