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heaving with the force of his breaths. “This has been a long time coming, hasn’t it, Ariel Jane?”
    At her little nod, he pressed kisses to her cheeks, and then her eyes and the side of her nose, and then finally her lips. As he explored her mouth, he slid his hands under her shoulders and began to fuck her with easy rolls of his hips that made his loosened jeans ride lower on his ass.
    They both moaned again, and another flush of arousal washed over Brent’s skin, making him press a hand to his aching cock in sympathy with Hake. He remembered exactly how exciting it had been to slide into that strong, beautiful body for the first time and he almost envied Hake this moment of discovery.
    “So beautiful,” Hake groaned, nuzzling Ariel’s cheek and getting nuzzled in return.
    The affectionate exchange stirred up conflicting feelings in Brent. Suddenly Hake’s claiming of his reciprocal fucking rights seemed rife with significance, and his handling of Ariel every bit as possessive as Joe’s. How that could unnerve and reassure him at the same time was a mystery.
    Wondering how Mandy was handling it, he glanced over to find her curled up into the chair with her folded knees resting against one overstuffed arm, her coat still in her arms. Not surprisingly, she looked completely relaxed as she watched the couple on the bed with an expression he’d almost call beatific .
    Not a word he’d used many times in his life. That Mona Lisa smile curving her lips strengthened his sense that something momentous was happening. He’d thought she was up to something when he saw her in their truck, but he’d assumed it was the gang-bang scenario. When would he learn not to assume anything, especially with these two?
    Testing the waters, he did a little finger-crooking of his own and waggled his brows at her. Mandy just shook her head and smiled. “I’m watching this time.”
    “You can indulge your voyeurism kink from right here.”
    She shook her head again. “It’s not the same.”
    Giving up for the moment, Brent returned most of his attention to the show on the bed, getting increasingly turned on as Hake’s fucking grew progressively more intense. Ariel stared up at him, her face growing flushed, her breathing labored, and Hake scooted his elbows forward to cup her skull in his hands and feast on her open mouth. Then he broke away with a gasp and started pounding her in a driving rhythm that had her wailing and scratching at Brent’s arm in seconds. As she came unglued under him, Hake got considerably more vocal himself, moaning with every panting breath and riding her so wildly his jeans crept halfway down his straining thighs.
    Brent had never been into his cousin but he had to admit it was goddam hot to see him cut loose this way with Ariel.
    “Jesus,” he whispered, so turned on he could hardly breathe. He flicked another glance Mandy’s way, and then Joe’s. One of them had better be ready to fuck the minute Hake finished with Ariel or he was going to die of frustration.
    The minute arrived a heartbeat later when Hake growled and then threw back his head with a shout, his eyes screwed shut in tortured pleasure as he jerked repeatedly against Ariel.
    “That’s it,” Joe muttered, his face darkly flushed and hungry. Letting go of Ariel’s limp wrist, he sprang off the bed and was on Mandy in a flash, kicking the ottoman aside, scooping her up and plopping her onto edge of the mattress beside Ariel’s outstretched arms.
    Mandy didn’t try to resist, nor did she do anything to help. She simply watched him with veiled eyes as he snatched the coat from her arms and tossed it on the floor, then grasped the hem of her long red sweater and pulled it off over her head, creating a staticky halo of her straight blond hair. After he’d relieved her of her bra with practiced fingers, he urged her down onto her back and crouched to pull off her ankle boots and socks.
    “I hope you’re ready, Mandy-girl,” he said