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which she set aside with a sigh. Could bread be salvaged? Beneath the bread were packages of polish sausages, hotdogs, bologna, and hamburger. To the side of the meat were plastic bottles of mayo, ketchup, and Dijon mustard.
    Apparently someone had been planning a picnic. Oooh, and there was also a sealed tin of English
    “biscuits.” She loved the English version of cookies. Hopefully the seal had held.
    “What’d you find?” Den said from behind her and a shiver shot up her spine.
     
    Sirena brought her gaze to his and that same feeling of need rose up within her. But this time it wasn’t just sexual, it was as if she needed him on another deeper level.
    Yeah, she was nuts.
     
    * * * * *
     
    Three days after they had washed up on the island, Sirena again woke between the two men with just a light covering, the rough cloth they had found in the emergency supplies, over the three of them. It was getting to be a habit, waking horny and needy, and the men simply holding her before they got up and started on chores.
    Every day she found herself wanting these men more and more. In fact, they were beginning to fill her head morning, noon and night with exquisite fantasies. Had she fantasized before? Had she ever lived out her dreams? She had begun to feel an urgency to have them before they were rescued. Their time was probably short, and she wanted to experience what she could to its fullest. And that included getting to know Den and Mike on a more intimate level.
    She’d wake sometimes with one man’s hand cupping her breast or her ass while the other had his legs between her thighs.
    Every time they looked at her, she knew they wanted her just as much as she wanted them, but they didn’t push her. It was like they were unwilling to take advantage of her.
    Damn, but she wanted to be taken advantage of!
    They had spent the days searching the part of the island they were stranded on. They’d discovered a good sized freshwater stream yesterday, not too far from their camp, and they’d been able to cleanse themselves. It was shallow, but at one section deep enough to bathe. The men had given her privacy and she’d used some of the shampoo and soap they’d found in the luggage.
    Someone always stayed close to camp, though, in order to light the bonfire in case a ship or an airplane was spotted.
    But at this moment, as she snuggled between Den and Mike, the only thing she could think of was having these two men. Especially Den. She felt like she’d known him for years the way they’d fallen into a comfortable friendship, and it seemed like they had some kind of connection that went beyond being stranded on an island together. Like he had saved her in more ways than one.
    Was it just her reaching out for someone in her confused state? She didn’t think so.
    She’d learned a lot about Den from the times they’d sat down and talked and talked. He had a wry sense of humor, and he’d been nothing but a gentleman since they’d arrived on the island.
    Except at night, when the three of them would press close to one another and she’d feel their erections on either side of her. They wanted her, but weren’t making any moves on her.
    But, oh, how she wanted them, right now. They probably would be rescued soon, and now she was positive she truly wanted to experience everything these men had to offer her.
    And dammit, she was going to make it happen.
    Den stirred and opened his blue eyes to meet her gaze. For a long time they just looked at one another. Finally he murmured, “Don’t look at me like that, sweetheart. I’m having a real hard time controlling myself around you.”
    She tilted her head back, and just as Den started to draw away, she caught his lower lip in her teeth and gently bit. His blue eyes darkened, and the next thing she knew, his mouth crushed hers. She gave a low moan as he tightened his grip around her and his tongue plunged into her depths, taking her like he wanted his cock to drive inside