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right. The longer we are here,
    the less we will remember the constraints of polite society. All
    three of us want her. There is little to prevent one of us from
    murdering another, either by design or in a quarrel over her favors.
    We are all armed, and all healthy males. The longer we go without

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    sexual release, the less reasonable we will become. This
    afternoon,” he admitted slowly, looking towards Jonathan, “I was
    angry to see her in your arms, embracing you back, Richmond.”
    “It’s too bad we are not monks, any of us, but you are right.
    We aren’t and we will end up at each other’s throats. Perhaps if we
    had washed up in the Artic and she wore a fur coat buttoned up to
    her neck it would help, but that isn’t what happened.” Jonathan
    gazed at the hut, his cock swelling just knowing she was there,
    waiting. “I think we should handle this with strict rules. Jealousy is
    still possible between us, so we need to be scrupulously fair.”
    Both men looked at him expectantly in a way he was becoming
    accustomed to. Rubbing his jaw, he murmured, “I think we should
    make it simple. She belongs to one man each day, say from
    midday—which is when it is hottest and she prefers to bathe, to the
    next sunrise. That man fulfills the role of guarding her, just as we
    have been doing now, but with the added bonus of enjoying her
    favors. He exclusively gets to woo her, and share her bed. Always,
    of course, only when she wishes it.”
    “That sounds fair, though the whole notion, when I think of it
    rationally, is too bizarre for words.” Reeves muttered, “Are we
    animals or men?”
    “Unfortunately, both.” Jonathan gave a humorless laugh. “Like
    you Major, I wish I could refuse her. But, it is impossible, I’m
    afraid.”
    Charles looked at him with a small grin. “She favors you, my
    lord. Also, since you were the one to actually rescue her, I think
    tonight should be yours.”
    Reeves nodded curtly after a moment. “Go ahead, join her.
    Blake and I will work out tomorrow.”
    Thank heavens , Jonathan thought, he was already so tightly
    wound with need he wasn’t sure he could wait another day
    anyway. Inclining his head, he said, “I will see you in the morning
    then.”

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    Emma Wildes

    Chapter 3

    Jenna lay, her heart pounding, wondering if she had completely
    lost her mind. The suspense over what was going to happen had
    her practically shaking, and not knowing which man was going to
    make love to her was even more nerve-racking. The truth was, she
    liked them all. Charles; with his boyish smile and lean body,
    Anthony Reeves; with his strict sense of honor and blond good
    looks, but she was unwillingly fascinated by Jonathan Richmond.
    He was the least kind of the three on the surface, starkly
    aristocratic and confident, but he had certainly saved her from
    disaster and he was considerate in small ways without drawing
    attention to it. She noticed that she was served none of the yellow
    fruit that she could hardly stomach this evening, but he had
    brought her some steamed fish and sweet berries instead, his
    wicked smile recalling their earlier kiss.
    That kiss…she quivered just thinking about it and the
    sensations it had evoked. The handsome lord certainly knew how
    to use his mouth to render a woman breathless…
    There was a sound outside, a light footfall muffled by the sand,
    and she swallowed, lying back on the pallet made of interwoven
    leaves. Somehow she was not surprised that it was Jonathan who
    pulled back the curtain of fronds and stepped inside. Not by any
    means a large space, still he filled it. His head touched the ceiling
    so he had to duck to enter. He said, “I hope you are not
    disappointed that I am the chosen one?”
    “No,” she admitted, but didn’t add that she had hoped it would
    be him.

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    He dropped down beside her, an enigmatic look on his face,
    just visible in the light that came through the chinks in the