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darlin’.” He cupped the mounds and squeezed them. “But I want to see what you’ve got under these skimpy panties.”
    Remy turned her around so she was facing him again, hooked his fingers in the strings of her thong and pulled the garment down, letting it drop around her ankles.
    He combed his fingers through the dark curls covering her mound and made a low humming sound in his throat. “You smell delicious.” He leaned down and inhaled deep. “I’ve got to taste you.”
    Oh God, if she hadn’t been wet before, she was now. Had she ever known a man as blatantly carnal as either Remy or Wes? She didn’t think so. They were both so earthy, so matter-of-fact about their sexuality. And why wouldn’t they be? They were both gorgeous, primal male specimens.
    Remy used his thumbs to spread her slick folds wide, exposing her even more to him. Her knees went weak and she quivered with building desire. Wes moved in behind her, his strong arms supporting her as he reached around her to cup her breasts.
    Wes tweaked her nipples, tugging lightly with his thumbs and forefingers. She gasped and squirmed against him. His heavy erection pressed between the folds of her ass. “I love how responsive you are,” Wes murmured.
    Then Remy buried his face between her thighs. Cherry went up on her toes, not knowing if she wanted to run away or get closer. Since running away was impossible with her sandwiched between the two men, there was no escaping the pleasure coursing through her veins.
    Remy’s tongue lapped at her folds before traveling to the top of her pussy to find her clit. The small bundle of nerves was alive with sensation, begging for his touch. She swiveled her hips slightly, trying to get him to touch it again, but he seemed content to simply circle her clit.
    She moaned and squirmed, needing more than he was giving her.
    “What do you want, darlin’? Tell me?” Remy’s rough voice skated over her skin like a caress.
    “Touch me.”
    “Where?” Remy’s tongue flicked over the bud, but lightly. It wasn’t nearly enough pressure.
    “There, but more.” She licked her lips in anticipation and nearly lost it when he pressed his tongue against her clit.
    Behind her, Wes began to move, his cock sliding through the crease of her ass. She could feel the base of her spine getting damp with his pre-come. His hands continued to mold and caress her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples until they were painfully tight.
    “Come for us, darlin’,” Remy crooned. He slid two thick fingers into her slick channel and she lost it.
    The explosion came hard and fast. Her pussy clenched around his fingers and she cried out, her entire body bucking when Remy tugged on her clit with his lips. Wes rubbed his palms over her nipples, sending her off on another round of spasms. Her body was no longer her own, but belonged to them.
    She shut out the flash of fear that threatened and simply let herself go, losing herself in the release of passion and tension. She didn’t want to think, only to feel.
    Cherry didn’t even have to worry about falling when her knees wouldn’t hold her any longer. Wes caught her, swept her into his arms and laid her on the bed. With her eyes only partially open, she watched as Remy stripped off his boots and the rest of his clothing. He paused to yank open the drawer of the nightstand and pull out a strip of condoms. Her eyes widened at the number of them. Surely he didn’t expect to use them all.
    He caught her gaze and smiled. “Oh, darlin’. We’re just getting started.”
     

Chapter Four
     
    Wes wanted his turn next, wanted to make Cherry come, to taste her arousal, to hear her soft cries of release as she orgasmed. There was nothing quite as beautiful as watching a woman come, and when that woman was Cherry it was even more special.
    Naked, she was even more spectacular than he’d imagined and he’d imagined plenty. But fantasy in no way lived up to the reality of the flesh-and-blood