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catching him unawares and
encasing them both before ebbing away. Something had changed he
realised, enjoying the last few rocks against her. He felt bound to
her as though they were one. Even more strangely, he welcomed
it.
    Dragging blankets to the floor, they curled
either side of her, stroking her, caressing her, feathering kisses
over her body, bruising her mouth with the heat of the passion. She
didn’t say a word to them, until finally when they were on the
precipice of sleep, nestled under soft blankets on the floor, James
swore he heard a soft, “I love you”, words that made his heart
sing.

Chapter Six
     
    Amelia woke, stretched and realised she was
trapped between two hard bodies. The memories of the previous
evening flooded back to her. The kiss on the terrace, the kiss in
the rose garden, fleeing with them to the summer house to talk… but
they had barely spoken behind confirming what she already expected:
they were exactly like her and through some quirk of fate, they
were all together. Her cheeks flushed as she remembered them
disrobing her before she had slid astride Jeremy, taking his cock
into her body, loving him completely, body and soul, before leaning
forward and allowing James to take her too, receiving the same
feeling of completeness with both men.
    Her mind was in turmoil. She had to get out
of there, she had to get away from them. It seemed to cruel that
fate had brought her two men to love her, two men whom she could
love in return only for them to be ripped away.
    No, she would not have her heart torn again.
She maneuvered herself from the tangle of limbs and stepped around
the summerhouse looking for her clothing. Dressing quickly, she
made short work of the layers, and fixed her hair as best she
could. Spying a cloak hung on a peg by the doors, she tugged it
down, throwing it about her shoulders. It wouldn’t be seemly for
her to be spotted walking home in her eveningwear and she could
only hope that the cloak, along with the early hours, would ensure
her passage went unnoticed.
    With one last tortured glance at her lovers,
asleep on the floor, their nakedness barely covered, she slipped
out of the summerhouse and began her long walk home.
    She had planned to stay in London for several
more years before departing, but now she realised her plans must
change. She could not stay now, not knowing she could have the
brothers’ love for a short while only to lose them. It was clear to
her now; she must leave quickly and travel as far away as she
could, far from their loving embraces, far from the pain of losing
them.
    The thought tore a sob from her, and it was
with tears flooding her eyes that she slipped away from the
Hamilton’s estate.
    ***
    Jeremy awoke expecting to find his body
curled against Amelia’s. He could already feel his cock stiffening
with the thought of making sleepy love to her but there was no warm
female body next to his. Rolling over he reached for her and got
his hand slapped.
    “What?” he mumbled, his eyes flashing
open.
    “Keep your hands to yourself, brother,” came
James sharp reply.
    “Where is Amelia?”
    James shook his head. “I don’t know. When I
woke a few moments ago she was gone.” He pushed back the blanket
and stood, naked, looking around the summerhouse. “Her clothing has
gone too.”
    “Gone where?” Jeremy was puzzled. Amelia had
been so willing the night before, so eager to take her pleasure
from them and so delighted in receiving it. Perhaps in the cold
light day of day she had been embarrassed? Taking two men wasn’t
for every woman and he had the feeling it had been a first for her,
as it had been for him.
    “Presumably, wherever she has gone.” James
was striding around the room, gathering up his clothing, dressing
quickly.
    “Perhaps she does not want us?” Jeremy mused,
the jolt of rejection striking him hard.
    “No, she wants us.” James spoke with absolute
certainty. “Did you feel something last night, something