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Corporate Plaything ISBN #978-0-85715-475-0 ©Copyright Lizzie Lynn Lee 2011 Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright February 2011 Edited by Andrea Grimm Total-E-Bound Publishing This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Total-E-Bound Publishing. Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Total-E-Bound Publishing. Unauthorised or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution. The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork. Published in 2011 by Total-E-Bound Publishing, Think Tank, Ruston Way, Lincoln, LN6 7FL, United Kingdom.

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content, which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has been rated Total-e-melting.

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Chapter One

People said the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. Anna Vincent realised the irony when she finally saw Justin Martel for the first time for a job interview. She sat in a piece of modern art contraption that was supposed to be a chair and mourned in silence at how fate loved playing her cruel jokes. Here she was, doing what her father did, which had ultimately put him in the hot seat. Her old man was a computer whiz, a loving father, and the only family she had. A decent, good man his whole life until his friend lured him into a get-rich-quick scheme. The friend turned out to be a cyber-mobster and the scam was intended to extort her father into an even bigger scam. To add insult to injury, the syndicate had also blackmailed her too, to play spy in order to get ‘a secret formula’ from the Martel brothers just because she was also a prodigy with any machine that had a CPU in it. If her father was a lousy hacker, then why did the syndicate think she’d be good at playing corporate spy? Anyhow, she didn’t have a choice. With his health problems, her father wouldn’t survive in jail. Anna glanced furtively at her interviewer and his brother Raphael who sat near the window. Raphael did nothing but ogle her after she was seated. It was unnerving. Minutes passed in silence as Justin pored over her résumé. Anna had seen his photos plastered across the tabloids and magazines in recent years, and she had to admit he looked even better in person. He and his two brothers had recently been crowned as the sexiest men alive and they all lived up to the title. Their mouth-watering beauty bordered on unreal. According to her source, the Martels’ publicist had insisted that being indistinguishable triplets might not be the best campaign tactic since they wanted to sell their individual personalities to the public. And so, to tell the brothers apart from one another, the publicist suggested they wear coloured contacts. Justin would be the one with violet eyes, Raphael with blue, and Matt stayed with their natural eye colour of deep sea green. As Anna studied Justin closely, she thought those gorgeous irises of his looked as if they were his natural ones. His large, almond-shaped eyes were shielded with dark, lush

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lashes that complimented his refined features and sensuous lips. His lightly tanned skin looked like caramel tempered in sunshine. Anna unconsciously swallowed, pushing away the thought of licking him to see if he was as delicious as he looked. A burst of shame surfaced afterward. What am I doing? She pinched herself hard. Focus. Get the job. She’d heard that Justin and his brothers were notorious Casanovas. Falling for these sex fiends was the last thing she should do. Justin peered at her from above the edge of the papers then set them down carefully. “You have an impressive résumé, Miss Vincent. However…” Her heart sank as he continued. “…we’re not looking for someone of your calibre at the moment.” Her hope shattered into pieces. She thought of her father who would have to spend the rest of his life in jail just because he was naive enough not to know that helping his friend recover access to some misplaced bank accounts was equal to larceny. Her father had been duped. With the evidence in their hands, the syndicate had threatened Anna. If she was unwilling to do their dirty job, they would turn her father over to the Feds. Those bank accounts her father had hacked belonged to the US government. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that kind of crime carried a hefty punishment. And getting a job at the Martel design house was the only way to buy her father’s freedom. Now, how was she supposed to get her hands on that formula if she couldn’t get close to one of the brothers? Anna unconsciously twisted her fingers until they were all white, thinking that perhaps she might still be able to salvage the situation. “If I may ask, sir, what kind of qualification do you expect for this personal assistant vacancy?” That earned her a wolfish smile from Justin. If he looked like a reserved young businessman before, now he looked like a big, bad wolf that couldn’t wait to eat her whole in one bite. He drummed his long, tapered fingers on the glassy surface of his desk, and his gaze bore down on her with such intensity that all of a sudden, she felt the air around her thinning. She felt as if she were falling under the spell of his hypnotic eyes. “Let me ask you something. How did you find out about this job anyway? As I recall, my brothers and I were just joking to our colleague that we need our own personal assistant.”

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“From Marian Bancroft’s secretary, sir.” Bancroft was the Martels’ publicist. The syndicate had ordered her to approach Bancroft to see if she could get Anna close to the Martels. When Bancroft’s secretary mentioned that the brothers needed a personal assistant to manage their busy schedule, Anna jumped on it as her chance to get into the Martels’ lair. “Ah.” Justin leant back in his chair. He glanced at his brother, Raphael, who was sitting near the window, and traded a conspiratory grin. Unlike Justin, with his clean-cut hair and meticulously crisp expensive suit, Raphael was the true personification of the bad boy image. His onyx hair fell just below his ears and the muscle tee he wore revealed the perfect body underneath. Anna had seen him dressed only in his underwear in one of the gossip magazine’s shots. His sex appeal made her dizzy. Rumour had it he could make a woman wet in five seconds flat. “Actually, we’re looking for a different type of personal assistant,” Justin announced. “Oh, for God’s sake, just tell her the truth.” Raphael rose from his seat and stalked over to her with the gait of a predator. He sat on Justin’s desk and cast her a smile that rivalled his brother’s. “We’re looking for a fuck doll. A plaything. Someone to manage our personal life and also warm our bed.” Fuck doll? Plaything? Warm their bed? Those words! Were they even possible to be strung together in the same sentence without sugar-coating the perverseness in their actual meaning? Fire burned in her cheeks when Raphael’s words fully sank into her brain. “Of course, we’re prepared to offer the right candidate a generous compensation,” Justin added, slipping into his businessman’s persona again. Anna gulped hard. “How much money are we talking here?” “Two million dollars for a one-year contract. All expenses paid. Wardrobe and accessories to polish your image to fit our standard would also be provided. Also, medical benefits and the possibility of a generous year-end bonus if your performance meets our expectations.” Good lord. That was a whole freaking lot of money. Her father had been promised fifty grand to help his friend-turned-syndicate, and he’d done it because she was having trouble paying off her student loans. College was so damned expensive nowadays. “I-I really need

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this job.” Anna managed an excuse, which wasn’t far from the truth. “I need the money to pay my debts.” Justin and Raphael grinned in symphony. Somehow, the image of two big, bad wolves and she as the juicy meat they couldn’t wait to sink their teeth into flashed in her mind. “Are you saying you’re interested in being our fuck doll, Miss Vincent?” Justin asked her to the point. She froze. Could she do this? She wasn’t sexually adventurous. A prude, her friends had called her. In all her twenty-six years of her life, she had only slept with one man—her high-school boyfriend. And it hadn’t been as exciting as her friends had clamoured about, either. Sex was highly overrated. Anna sucked in her breath and answered bravely. “Y-yes.” “Are you sure?” Justin asked again. Maybe he’d noticed the hesitation in her voice. Anna made up her mind. “I need this job, Mr. Martel.” And that formula. She then realised something that made her self-confidence slide down a few notches. “But I suppose you’d be looking for a pretty girl for this position.” “Now, now. Why do you have such a low opinion of yourself?” Justin’s answer surprised her. “We’re looking for a certain quality in our candidate,” he continued. “What kind of quality?” “Would you like to take the test?” Anna couldn’t imagine what kind of test these men had in mind. Knowing their infamous reputation, she was sure it wouldn’t involve algebra or world history. The Martels were notorious players. And being the walking, talking, wet dreams they were, any woman they set their eyes on was rumoured to fall easily into their bed. “Y-yes,” she answered. Justin contemplated for a second. “Ralph?” Raphael winked. “I’ll get Matt.” He went out and came back a few minutes later. Anna slipped into uneasiness when she caught Matt’s eyes. He was absolutely different than his flirtatious brothers. Her first impression about him was that this man was dangerous. His hawk-like stare seemed to penetrate her deepest soul and expose what she

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really was. A sliver of panic started to creep into her mind. Could he see through her deception? The very reason she strayed into these sex fiends’ lair? Matt sauntered behind his brother’s desk and folded his arms in front of his chest. Like Justin, he was also dressed in an impeccably neat business suit. But there was a warrior aura plastered all over him. He had this lush, raven hair that was so long, it draped over his shoulders, behind his back, and stopped just below his elbows. If he traded his suit with leather pants and a broadsword, he would look like the stereotypical barbarians from the cheesy romance covers. “This is Miss Anna Vincent and she wants to take the test. What do you think, Matt?” Justin asked his opinion. “Frumpy.” Goddamn. That man wouldn’t make his future wife happy if he couldn’t tell a little white lie. Matt came to her side. “What’s up with these glasses?” He plucked them off her nose before she could shout a protest. “I-I can’t see well without my glasses.” “Get contacts.” Matt’s eyes narrowed as he examined her clothes. “Are you a librarian?” “N-no.” “A school teacher?” “No.” “A government worker?” “No.” Irritation sliced through her. “What is this all about?” “You have a terrible sense of fashion.” Figures. She’d momentarily forgotten whom she was speaking to. Not everybody could afford the Martels’ two-thousand-dollar women’s suits. Hers came from a discount store and that was the only thing she could afford. “Take your clothes off,” Matt ordered. “Excuse me?” Justin piped in this time. “Do you still want to take the test?” “Y-yes.” “Well then.”

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Why, of course. No algebra or world history trivia. She should have known. Anna swallowed a lungful of air as her stomach coiled in a tight knot. I can do this. Just pretend they are all potted plants. Dumb potted plants. She rose from her seat like a zombie and half-heartedly shrugged off her tweed jacket. Three pair of eyes scrutinised her every move. Her hands trembled when she unbuttoned her shirt, one by one. Their gaze intensified, she could swear they started searing her skin. Anna paused before she pulled her shirt off. She didn’t dare look around to see their reaction. She was beyond embarrassed. The last time she’d removed her clothes in front of a man was with her high-school boyfriend. Ned had got so excited as soon as she took her clothes off, he’d jumped on her before she could shed her panties down her ankles properly and humped her vigorously for twenty seconds before it was all over. Now, Anna remembered why she thought sex was highly overrated. “White cotton bra,” Matt commented with disdain in his voice. “How dreadful.” “I think it’s kind of cute,” Raphael noted. “Does it match your panties?” Matt wanted to know. He wriggled his finger and motioned her to lose the skirt. Anna wanted to ask if he wore matching underwear with his undershirt, too. On second thought, he probably did. Damn designer. She unhooked the clasp on the back of her skirt and pulled the zipped down. The dull, grey tweed skirt pooled around her ankles. Matt shook his head. “Black bikini?” Anna scolded him. “Well, excuse me. If I knew my job interview would include stripping, I would’ve put on something presentable.” Raphael laughed. “I like her. She’s got spunk.” “We’re not looking for a spunky girl. We want a fuck doll.” Matt’s jaw hardened. Anna caught Matt’s warning. “I’m sorry, sir.” “Take your undergarments off. Your stockings too.” This time, Anna obeyed him without a peep. Her father’s future depended on her. She must get this job no matter what it took. She reached behind her to unclasp her bra and removed it. When she slid her panties down to her ankles, she was determined to win whatever test or game these triplets were playing.

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She took off her thigh highs and stood straight, chest puffed out, face blank like a marine facing his commanding officer—her shame forgotten. Matt’s eyes caught hers. “She’s beautiful,” he noted to Justin. “I like her better without clothes.” Wait, he was supposed to criticise that her breasts were too small for her frame or her hips were too big like a damned tavern’s footstool. She wasn’t known for her beauty. Her brain was her best attribute. Why did he compliment her? Anna unconsciously scowled at Matt. He held his gaze evenly. “What’s the matter? If you were our plaything, you’d spend most of your time unclothed.” Yowza. “Come here.” Justin pushed his chair back and motioned to the empty space in front of him. “Sit on my desk and present yourself to us.” It took her a couple of seconds to digest his order. As if being naked wasn’t enough, they wanted to see her privates as well. Anna hoisted herself onto Justin’s desk, sitting on her neatly printed résumé and spread her legs. Justin took each of her feet and planted them on his chair’s armrests. His gaze skittered from the curls at the juncture of her thighs and darted up, meeting her eyes. “You’re naturally blonde?” He sounded incredulous. “Why did you dye your hair black?” “Because black is the new blonde?” Anna had dyed her hair as part of her cover. She’d read somewhere that spies usually changed their appearance dramatically each time they were on a mission. Anna thought the dark hair would give her a more elegant, mysterious look. Her platinum hair always made people mistake her for a dumb blonde. “We’ll do something about it if she passes the test,” Matt decided. The test. Her heart dropped to her guts. Justin stroked her ankle as if she was his beloved pet. “Are you good in bed, Miss Vincent?” Anna cringed. “No? When was the last time you had sex?” “I, um. A long time ago.”

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“How long?” Matt asked, curious. She wanted to lie, but Matt looked like one of those people who could just tell if someone fibbed. “High school, I think.” Justin arched his lush eyebrows. “Are you a virgin?” “Heavens, no.” “Being a virgin isn’t something you need to be ashamed of.” “B-but I’m not.” Justin paused, considering. “We want you to pleasure yourself to completion, Miss Vincent.” “What?” “That’s the test.” Anna glared at Justin to see if he was joking. Nope. He wasn’t. Justin Martel looked dead serious. “Why on Earth do you want me to do that?” “Simple. We want an enthusiast bedmate. Someone to match our appetites. You can tell if a woman is enthusiastic in bed by watching her pleasure herself.” Anna exhaled a strangled breath. If she were a computer processor, she’d have a system crash about now. Her sexuality wasn’t something she liked to flaunt about. That kind of private matter should stay in the bedroom where it belonged—definitely shouldn’t be discussed out in the open or be demonstrated in public. “What’s the matter?” Justin asked. Her tongue felt it like had been glued to the roof of her mouth. “I-I’m not really in the mood.” “Do you want to forfeit the test?” “N-no. I just… Give me a few minutes.” Anna hung her head, fixing her stare at the juncture of her thighs. If she’d secretly lusted on her interviewer earlier, now the mood was gone. Being naked in front of strangers did that to her. She felt vulnerable. Exposed. “Maybe you need a little help?” Raphael’s voice startled her. He had sneaked beside her, his lips a hairsbreadth away from her ear. He skimmed the curve of her shoulder with his hand before he tugged her face to meet his. Anna was captivated by how blue his eyes were. The irises looked like water from the deep ocean. Pure. Powerful. Feral. And no, they didn’t look like coloured contacts at all.

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Ralph purred. “A little visual aid, perhaps?” “V-visual aid?” “Let’s play a game, shall we? I’ll show you mine, you’ll show me yours.” “I…” Her brain imploded when she realised what he meant. Ralph unzipped the fly on his cargo pants and freed his cock. Apparently, he was a commando type of guy, and good lord, the man was hard. When she saw him in that underwear shoot, she’d wondered what he would look like. Now, she knew. His cock was thick and long, virile, prime meat with the sole purpose to fuck and be blown. Ralph clasped his shaft and stroked himself in languid motions. His cock pulsed. “I showed you mine. Now, it’s your turn.” “Um.” “Well?” What the hell? She had already got her toes wet, might as well jump in with both feet. Anna scooted further to the middle of Justin’s desk, splaying her legs wider. She slid a hand between her thighs and thrust two fingers into her cunt. Closing her eyes, she focused on what she was doing. If I can’t come, I can fake it. I just need to make it convincing. “We’ll know if you fake it,” Justin announced, as if he could read her mind. Her eyes flew open. Damn. How did he know? Justin and Matt flashed an all-knowing smile. “You’re so easy to read, Miss Vincent. We’re purveyors of carnal delight. We know when somebody’s faking an orgasm,” Justin explained. Ralph tugged her face with his free hand. “Watch me. You obviously need help.” Her eyes drifted to his crotch again. His cock was fully erect, hard and pulsing. Her heart pounded fast. Heat rose. She hated to admit it but the sight of him pleasuring himself turned her on. The lust pushed away her embarrassment, annoyance and the little anger she had felt earlier. Ralph mesmerised her. Enraptured her. He slid his hand along his shaft, from base to top, stroking his cock with graceful motions. His eyelids lowered into a hooded state, but his gaze was as intense as ever. Those

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azure eyes of his looked piercing, bearing down on her, penetrating her soul to her naked, vulnerable self. “Imagine,” he began, the satiny-rasps of his voice making her spine tingle, “that we’re in bed together, naked under the blanket, just us, nothing in between. I pull you under me and feel you all over. You shiver, but you like it so much. In fact, you beg me, you moan, you want me to taste every inch of your skin.” The frank talk of sex sounded corny, but strangely arousing. Anna pushed her fingers deeper until the pad of her palm smashed against her vulva. Her pussy clenched, the tight rings of her muscles fluttering around her knuckles. To her surprise, she moistened luxuriously. “Would you like that, babe? Me licking you? Tasting you?” Ralph continued, stroking himself faster. “You don’t have to twist my arm for it. Licking you all over is something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. Imagine how happy I am when you open your legs and beg me to lick you there. God, babe, and you’re so wet too. All that syrupy goodness as if you just can’t wait to have my mouth there.” Anna unconsciously stroked herself harder, matching his rhythms. The aches in her pussy turned into something wickedly pleasurable. The hot, gut-deep feeling exploded in her depths, untainted morsels of ecstasy sparked like fireworks and burned everything before she could control it. She released a long stalled breath, faintly aware that her nipples had stiffened, aching like her clit as she ground and mashed her fingers in and out furiously. Her pussy made a thick, lewd sound. “That’s exactly what I do, babe. I lick your lips. Lick your clit. Everything.” Ralph noticed her arousal. “But I still want more. I tongue-fuck you, deep and rough. I scrape you with my teeth. I suck. I bruise you, but it still isn’t enough. You need to be properly fucked. With my cock. So I could reach the part of you that my tongue can’t. Would you like that, babe?” “Y-yes,” she replied. Caught in the brimstone that seared her alive, she finger-fucked herself faster and harder. Her muscles tensed. She wasn’t yet there, but oh so close, the aching want was maddening, it bordered on frustration. Her back arched as she looked for a deeper angle to penetrate herself, stroking to completion. Ralph’s dirty talk had burnt her.

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“I get up and slide my cock along your pussy lips, bathing myself in your juice.” Ralph spat on his palm and continued jacking his dick, as fast and furious as she was. “Seeing you hot and wet like that makes me unable to control myself. I fuck you, slam my cock inside your tight pussy. I can’t believe how good you make me feel. I slam and slam again. I lose my mind. Fuck you hard as I can. I know I shouldn’t ‘cause I might hurt you, but God, I just can’t help it. I want you to come hard. I want you to scream. Come, babe. Come for me, ba—” He hadn’t finished his sentence when it hit her. Anna climaxed hard. Her eyes widened in disbelief as a powerful force raked through her being, tearing her from the edge of her sanity. Her orgasm was so volatile when she passed its first tide, she felt as if she was clinging to a piece of lumber in the middle of giant sea storm, hoping she’d survive it. Her body quaked as tide after tide of pleasure hammered until she thought she’d lose her mind. She shut her eyes and surrendered. God. Anna was speechless. She’d never experienced an orgasm so powerful before and it shocked her. Scared her. She wheezed out, opening her eyes. Fuck. She’d made a puddle of wetness on Justin’s desk, flooding her printed résumé with her juices. Anna was mortified. “I-I’m s-sorry. I’ve never…” What the hell did I just do? This is gross, embarrassing and… “Beautiful,” Justin praised her unexpectedly. “A genuine orgasm.” To her horror, he ran his hand along her inner thigh and collected her dew right from the source. He brought his fingers into his mouth and sucked them with unabashed delight. She’d never met a man who blatantly enjoyed a woman’s cum. As a matter of fact, did men really do that? Anna looked around to see if she was hallucinating. She half-expected Ralph and Matt to be disgusted with what Justin just did. She was wrong. They stared at her with fire in their eyes, as hungry as prey-deprived beasts. Ralph let go of his cock. His hard shaft swayed as he grabbed her face and gave her a long suffocating kiss. Anna forgot her own name when he parted his lips to slide his tongue in her mouth. The three brothers traded another conspiratory glance. Justin beamed. “Congratulations, Miss Vincent. You’re hired.”

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Chapter Two

Ralph sank in a chair after Anna Vincent left the room to freshen herself up in the restroom. “I can’t believe it’s really her. After all these years.” “Tell me about it.” Justin didn’t want to believe it either until he finally met her in person. When he’d tasted her juice, he’d confirmed that Anna was their mate. The scent alone wasn’t enough. He had to be sure before he and his brothers claimed Anna forever. Chatharnak, warrior nymphs, like them could sense their mate by her scent. Justin had been in a meeting with Marian Bancroft when suddenly he’d caught the scent of their mate passing by. It took him by surprise and he jumped from his chair to hunt where the source of the scent was coming from, leaving Bancroft perplexed in mid-sentence. Then, he saw her, their predestined mate, sitting in Bancroft’s secretary’s waiting room, studiously filling out forms. She was a pretty, young thing even dressed in dull clothes and rather thick glasses, poring over a sheaf of papers as if her life depended on them. He remembered standing by the door, restraining the urge to grab her and rip off her clothes to see if her alluring scent wasn’t just a figment of his imagination. But Justin was sure about it. There was no mistake. She was their mate, the sole reason he and his brothers had come to the surface world seven years ago. Whoever she was, she belonged to him and his brothers. Later on, Justin found out her name was Anna Vincent and she’d come to Bancroft’s agency looking for work. Matt came up with the idea of hiring her as their double duty personal assistant in order to get her acquainted with the idea she was Azura’s future queen. Raphael had disagreed. He wanted to claim her on the spot and bring her home to Azura. Justin favoured Ralph’s idea. But after a long consideration, he realised claiming her on the spot might scare her out of her wits. Anna was a human after all. Just like their mother. Justin had heard stories that it had taken several long, arduous months for their father to convince their mother that she was his cevborn, bonded mate. Like them, their father had gone to the surface world for his mate and had kidnapped their mother as soon as he found

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her. It wasn’t a secret that their mother had a hard time accepting her fate. Having to live among the humans for the past several years, Justin understood the human’s mind-set. Especially that most of them didn’t believe nymphs were real. Let alone understood the fact that sometimes, those otherworldly beings needed human mates in order to survive and further their line. Justin nodded. “I thought the Sabian Seer had advised us out of pity. I didn’t think we would find her here. To be honest, I’d started losing faith.” After years of fruitless searching for their mate in the Netherworld, their father arranged a meeting with a seer to foretell their future. The seer told them that they had been looking in the wrong place. Their predestined bonded wasn’t a nymph, or even an otherworldly being. Their mate was a human. After hearing the revelation, he and his brothers came to the surface world. They had been overwhelmed with the fact that their bonded was one among millions of marriageable human females on Earth. How were they supposed to find her? Their father had been lucky. He caught his mate’s scent as soon as he swam to the beach and saw her frolicking by the water. Spiriting her away on the spot wasn’t a problem. But convincing her to accept her fate was a tricky one. Justin recalled their father had told them that he’d had to deal with a lot of kicking, screaming, and black eyes when their mother demanded to be freed and sent home. For years after they had arrived on the surface world, he and his brothers had moved from town to town, country to country in search of their cevborn. Justin had been a gym teacher, police officer, bartender, bank teller, working different odd jobs to fit in with the humans’ society to see if their mate was among them. Ralph and Matt did the same and still their cevborn was nowhere to be seen. Then, eighteen months before, Justin had come to conclusion that what they had been doing was ineffective. Instead of looking for their mate, why not try to lure her to them? He observed that human females were drawn to clothes and beautiful things and could be quite obsessive about it. Justin thought launching a career in the fashion and cosmetic industry where they’d be dealing with women all the time would be a perfect cover. The design house they started became an instant hit and women from all shapes and races

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flocked to him and his brothers. Unfortunately, none of those doting admirers were their mate. Matt had grumbled about it, saying that Justin’s idea was a complete waste of time. But his brother soon had to eat his own words when Anna Vincent showed up in Bancroft’s office. Marian Bancroft had warned Justin that Anna was up to no good, but Justin couldn’t care less. She was their long-awaited cevborn, the woman they would soon claim and bring back to their underwater palace in Azura. Nothing else mattered. Justin read the contract Anna Vincent had just signed one more time and smiled. With it, they were one step closer to making her theirs. Matt glanced over the contract and frowned. “One year. Do we have to wait that long before we can bring her home?” “Sooner, I hope. If we don’t scare her off first.” Justin folded the contract and stowed it in his drawer. “Like Mother, you mean?” Ralph added. Matt snorted a laugh. Justin grimaced. Their mother was a fiery woman, but she and their father were the most loving couple he had ever known. If being claimed by one nymph king scared a human woman out of her wits, Justin felt wary about how Anna would react when she was claimed by three. Female nymphs never gave birth to multiple babies. However, he and his brothers were an exception, thanks to their mother’s genetic traits as a human. Since his kin believed that only one predestined mate was bound to one birth, sharing a womb with his brothers meant he was also bound to the same woman. Anna Vincent. “So.” Justin tapped his fingers. “Who will initiate her first?” “Me,” Matt announced quickly. “Why you?” Raphael threw him a dirty look. “Because she hates me the most.” “You were too harsh on her,” Justin added. Anna had looked offended when Matt called her frumpy.

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“Well, somebody has to play the bad guy if we want to make this convincing. You think whoever sent her won’t get suspicious if we hand everything over a little too easily?” Justin couldn’t argue with the logic. After he discovered Anna Vincent was their cevborn, he’d hired a private detective to dig out everything about her. Anna was the only child in the family. Her mother was rumoured to have left her father for a younger man when she was only three years old. Anna went to MIT for a year, then dropped out for financial reasons. The detective didn’t find anything out of the ordinary about her until he saw she was being forced into a car by a group of unscrupulous-looking men. A little more digging revealed that Anna’s father had ties with Ivan Koleniskov, a member of a Russian mob family who ran dirty jobs for Beautycor, the cosmetic company that had been itching to drive the Martels’ design house out of business. Anna and her father, Joseph Vincent, hadn’t struck him as people who liked conning for their living. Joseph Vincent went into an early retirement because of his health problems, and Anna worked in a boutique law firm as an IT support tech to support both of them. The father and daughter had lived a normal life until a couple of weeks ago when she suddenly quit her job and showed up in Marian Bancroft’s office. It was easy to figure out what she was up to. With her father’s affiliation to Koleniskov, more than likely the mobster had forced father and daughter to work for them. Since he knew what Beautycor was after, Justin guessed Anna was sent to spy on them. A corporate spy to unearth their trade secret. Justin found the turn of events highly amusing because Anna wasn’t cut out for a spy job. She was a smart woman, but from his observations, he found her too gullible and too trusting. There wasn’t a shred of cunning in her personality that was needed to make it in this cut-throat business. “Whatever you do, just don’t scare her,” Justin warned Matt. “We need to make her trust us.” Matt scowled. “Do I look scary to you?” “This is New York. Not an Azura training field. Sometimes you forgot where you are.” Matt wanted to retort, but the door opened and Anna’s nervous face poked between the cracks. She had cleaned herself and dressed properly.

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Justin motioned for her to come closer. “I have something for you, Miss Vincent.” Anna came in. Her big brown eyes transfixed on what Justin had in his hand. “Necklace?” “Slave collar. You’re now officially our plaything and I want you to wear this during the course of your contract.” “Why, of course,” she muttered darkly. “Why the gloom?” Justin pulled her into his lap and fitted the collar on her neck. The black lambskin collar contrasted with her creamy skin. Justin felt pleased. “I think this collar suits you well. In fact, you were born to wear it.”

**** Anna fingered the collar around her neck as Matt’s Porsche slowed to a halt, parking in the garage of his mansion. Her heart drummed like a tribal dance. Anxiety started to creep over her again. Here we go. His home. She stole a glance at Matt as he turned off the car. He plucked his key from the ignition and unbuckled his seat belt. A shiver of curiosity curled at the base of her skull, wondering what Matt would do to her tonight. Fuck her? Duh. What else? Demand a blow? Most likely. She was sure the brothers wanted their own plaything for that very reason. Someone to fulfil their instant gratifications. The contract didn’t specify what her job description was; it only stated that she must do whatever they demanded, no matter how frivolous it was. She realised she wasn’t bothered with the fact that she should feel, at least, dread about her new status. Part of her was actually looking forward to it. This isn’t normal. What’s wrong with me? Just because Ralph talked dirty to me and I got my first skull-searing orgasm, I’m instantly addicted to their perverse games? “What’s wrong?” Matt must have noticed her frown. Anna startled. “Nothing, sir.” One of his eyebrows shot up. “Change your mind? Remember, Justin gave you a twenty-four-hour cooling period if you don’t want to go through with this.” “N-no, sir. I need this job.” Matt’s expression turned solemn. “How much do you owe, Miss Vincent?”

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“It’s nothing, sir.” “I’m serious.” “No, sir. I’m sorry, but it’s really none of your business.” “What if I lend you that money?” “Then I’ll owe you money. Where’s it going to end, sir?” A smile hovered at the corner of his lips. “What if I just give you the money, and we call it even?” Her eyes widened. “Y-you mean like charity?” Her internal alarm blared loudly. If Matt gave her freebies, she wouldn’t have any reason to stay with the Martels, which meant she wouldn’t be able to obtain the secret formula. Crap. Anna thought hard. “Nobody gives away free money, sir. There must be a catch.” “Sometimes we do help people in need, Miss Vincent. Any kind of help.” He paused. “No strings attached. And all you need to do is just ask.” “I…” “Well?” Nervousness seized her gut-deep. She couldn’t think of any other reason to lie to him. People didn’t just refuse free money nowadays. Think, Anna, think. She opened her mouth and blabbed the first thing that crossed her mind. “I’m actually curious if you’re as big as your brother, sir.” Matt burst out laughing. Anna clapped her hand over her mouth, mortified. What the hell did just I say? “I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean…” “Save it, Miss Vincent. I get it.” He was still laughing as he climbed out of the car. Anna slumped in her seat. That was close. “Miss Vincent.” “Yes, sir.” She got out of the car. Matt gestured her to follow. His eyes twinkled naughtily. “I guess you will find out soon, won’t you?”

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She had spunk; Matt had to credit her with that. When he noted her hesitation in the car, he saw an opportunity to bait her about her involvement with Beautycor and he jumped on it. Like he’d predicted, she tried shying away from the money offer. She might be a bad liar, but her naïveté was certainly amusing. He decided to give her a break for now. When Anna was able to trust him and his brothers, she would come around for help. She couldn’t possibly carry her burden forever. The syndicate that was blackmailing her and her father wouldn’t ever let them free even if she were able to obtain the Martels’ trade secret. Matt knew too well the way most mobsters operated. He’d worked as a bouncer in a club run by a mafia family in his early days on the surface world. He’d seen everything. Once you were in, you could never get out. He bet Anna didn’t know that. They entered the house from the kitchen. Matt threw his keys on the counter and grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge. He took a long swig from it while watching Anna admire his house. “It’s so big. How many bedrooms do you have here?” she asked. “Nine.” “And you live here alone?” “As you can see. Just put your bag on the counter, and I’ll show you my bedroom.” “Yes, sir.” “Are you hungry? Do you want coffee or something?” “N-no, sir. I’m still full from dinner.” Matt had taken her out for dinner earlier; then they’d gone to an optometrist to pick up her contact lenses. She’d been quiet all evening. He wished she would open up a bit. “You barely ate anything.” “To be honest, I wasn’t that hungry, sir.” She was nervous, he could tell. Was it the prospect of spending the night with him that scared her? He hoped not. Matt looked forward to getting to know her intimately. Her heady scent had made his blood boil ever since he first saw her. Especially when Justin had sampled her liquid lust. He wanted to taste her as well. “Do you know why we wanted our own plaything?”

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The look on her face accused him and his brothers of being nothing but perverts. Matt restrained an urge to grin. “No, sir,” Anna managed diplomatically. “We’re tired of our girlfriends.” “How so, sir?” “Each time we date a girl, her best friends, her mother, her aunts, and everybody she’s ever associated with want to get into our life. After a while, they’re like pests. My brothers and I are private people, Miss Vincent. We’re tired of our daily life being constantly exposed in the social media.” “I understand your concerns, sir.” “Do you?” Matt opened up his bedroom door and turned on the light. Anna’s face coloured when she saw his bed. It was an ordinary bed, covered in a white sheet and duvet, nothing kinky or suggestive that would make someone blush. Anna twisted her knuckles again until they were white. Matt noticed she always did that when she looked anxious. “We have needs, Miss Vincent. Can’t live without women, either. That is why we wanted our own plaything. One to accommodate our carnal needs.” Anna looked as if she wanted to run when he grabbed her hand and steered her to his bed. He swallowed his amusement. Holding her face, he brushed a thumb across her moist lips. Her lush lashes fluttered. She gasped when he kissed her deeply. Goddess, she tasted as sweet as he’d imagined she would. Anna looked dreamy when he broke the kiss. “Go take a shower and put your clothes in the hamper. We’ll go shopping for new ones tomorrow morning.” “Yes, sir.” Anna looked hesitant. “It’d be a lot easier if you let me go home for some spare clothes, sir.” “You’re ours during the contract, Miss Vincent. You’re not permitted to go home.” Matt studied her expression. “Change your mind?” “N-no, sir. May I at least call my father to let him know I won’t be home tonight? He doesn’t know I got this job.” Her father or the syndicate? “Go ahead.”

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“Thank you, sir.” “Attend to me when you’ve finished your shower.” “Yes, sir.”

**** Anna got out of the shower half an hour later. She donned Matt’s bathrobe and went looking for him as she was told. His bedroom was empty and so was the living room. She roamed the mansion until she found him in the gym. Anna looked around. No, not quite a gym. It was more like a dojo. When she was a kid, a friend of hers took her to watch his karate practices. Matt’s dojo looked similar to her friend’s, except for the weapons. The walls were lined with all kind of swords and sharp instruments. Dozens of long, short, big and small sharp blades looked as if they could cut someone in half with little effort. The floor felt firm but cushy as was it covered with a straw-mat type of flooring. Matt sat in front of the paper-lined doors that opened up to the veranda. He’d prepared a white bedroll, pillows and comforter in the middle of the dojo. Guess this was where she would be sleeping. Funny, from the many bedrooms in this house, why did he want her to sleep surrounded by his killing tools collection? “Come.” Matt motioned Anna to join him. “It’s a full moon tonight and I fancy a moonviewing party.” Moon-viewing party? Weird. Was this a rich-people thing? Anna closed the door behind her and padded across the spacious dojo. Beside the bedroll, Matt had a large wooden tray filled with earthen cups, flagons, and a plate of sweets. He poured a drink from the flask into the cups and handed one to her. Anna settled next to him and accepted the cup. It was filled with warm, rather milky liquid. “What is this?” she asked. “Sake.” Ah. She’d never had sake before. Anna tried a sip. Not bad. She had a few more sips while she studied him when he wasn’t looking.

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Even though they were triplets, Anna noted the three of them were different in personality. Raphael was the glamorous one. His wild parties with the socialites were legendary. Justin was very business-like. She could picture him sleeping with a calculator in his hand. And Matt, he was mysterious. The syndicate had nicknamed him ‘the muscle’. If somebody had a grief with the Martels, he would have to go through Matt first. Anna thought his nickname should be ‘the warrior’. She could just picture him in a ninja outfit, lurking in the shadow. Mysterious. Dangerous. Deadly. She didn’t know why, but fantasising about him had turned her on. Matt had taken a shower too. He’d shed his business suit replacing it with black jogging pants and no shirt. The shower of moonlight that slipped through the open veranda illuminated every inch of his perfect upper body. She couldn’t recall seeing Matt with so little clothes in any magazine before. Like Justin, he’d always dressed conservatively. Now that she saw him up close and personal, Matt was a fitter version of Raphael, all muscles and testosterone from his diligent martial art regimens. His deliciousness was complemented by his long black hair that looked so lush and thick, draping his back like a river of black silk. Men weren’t supposed to have hair that gorgeous. Anna itched to run her hand through his silky tresses to see if it felt as soft as it looked. Matt caught her spying. “Come here.” Her heart skipped a beat. She wondered whether this was when he was going to demand a blowjob from her. She couldn’t help but blush. Damn, why am I looking forward to it? She put down her cup and crawled to him. Matt curled one arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap, her back pressing against his chest. Okay, no blowjob. But she could feel his growing erection under her thigh. Sweet Jesus Christ. Anna gulped hard. “I won’t bite you.” She let out a nervous laugh. He kissed the shell of her ear and pulled her deeper into his arms. “Relax. What’s a good moon-viewing party for if you can’t appreciate her beauty?”

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Anna tried to relax, but she couldn’t. Especially when Matt slipped his hand under her bathrobe and fondled her breast. She bit her lip. How am I supposed to relax when all he does is make me horny? Matt found her nipple and tugged it between his thumb and forefinger, causing morsels of pleasure to burst within her. With his free hand, Matt poured himself another cup of sake. He sipped it and offered some to her. Anna took a sip too just to be polite. “Beautiful, isn’t she?” “It’s just the moon.” “Yes, but from here, you can see her so close without any obstruction.” “May I ask where you come from, sir?” “Azura. Netherworld.” Netherworld? Where is that? Europe? France? ‘Cause Martel sounded French. Anna made a mental note to look up Netherworld on the Internet tomorrow. “Do you go home often?” “No.” His voice reverberated behind her ear, the sound of it made her skin tingle. “We can’t go home until we’ve found what we’re looking for.” “Which is?” “Our bride.” “You mean brides?” He didn’t answer. When Anna threw a look over her shoulder, she saw him grinning. Her heart skipped another beat. Matt looked so irresistibly wicked. “Tell me something about you, Anna. How many men have you been with?” Anna. He’d called her by her first name. She found it strangely intimate. “Why do you want to know?” “Because I do.” Anna waited. Matt didn’t continue. Instead, he pinched her nipple until a delicious pain shot down to her sex. She gasped. “One. When I was in high school.” “Just one?” “I’m not exactly a pretty girl.”

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“You’re wrong, Anna. So fucking wrong.” He put down his cup and yanked her bathrobe down, exposing her naked body. Her breath froze in her throat when he buried his face in the nape of her neck. He inhaled deeply as his fingers tightened around her breasts. Anna shivered. Why was he treating her like this? She was his fuck doll. He and his brothers’ personal plaything. So why was Matt treating her as if she was his lover, one he adored and couldn’t live without? “Turn around,” he ordered. His voice was hoarse. She did what he asked. Her pulse raced as she settled on his lap, feeling his hard erection press against her pussy. Matt watched her with an unmistakable hunger. “Kiss me.” Anna lowered her head and brushed her lips against his. He purred. She kissed him gently, tasting the bittersweet flavour of sake on his lips. Matt put a hand on the back of her head and kissed her back impatiently. She moaned as he prised open her mouth with his tongue. Anna melted in his arms. Matt kissed like Raphael. Hard. Demanding. It wiped her mind blank. Her lungs almost burst from her chest when he finally gave her a chance to catch a breath. “So sweet,” he rasped. “Cup your breasts.” Anna mumbled incoherently. She placed both hands on her breasts, wondering what he had in mind. “Press them together. Like this.” Matt pushed her hands until a deep cleavage formed between her breasts. He grabbed the sake flask and poured the liquid over the crevice. Warm sake caressed her skin. With a strained sigh, Matt drank from her cleavage until he drained the sake pool. Then he licked her. Nipped. Laving the remnant of aromatic elixir that briefly washed her naked skin. Her body quivered with anticipation as Matt poured more sake on her. She hadn’t expected being used as a human cup could be so incredibly erotic. She was mesmerised with the way Matt enjoyed himself. His deep, green eyes fixed on hers as he slurped every drop of the warm brew from her body. He said the sake wouldn’t give her a hangover even if she drank too much. But Anna felt drunk just by watching him indulge his fondness for sake like this.

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Matt put down the flask and grabbed both her wrists. He pulled her hands down, baring her breasts for him to see. “I love your nipples. They’re pretty and pink. Like candy.” His tongue flicked out and lashed against one of her nipples. Anna jerked. Red-hot pleasure whipped her from the beaded peak. His mouth enclosed her breast, sucking her pretty, pink candy like a man who truly enjoyed his sweet tooth addiction. Her mouth snarled open from the sensation. She grabbed his shoulders and her head snapped backward until she could see the full moon hanging upside down. Her spine kinked in pleasure. God. She writhed. The sensation. Anna couldn’t believe how good he made her feel. All the bones in her body felt like they were melting, leaving her nothing but a glob of quivering mess. Matt released her nipple with a loud pop and hunted her unmolested one. Anna bit her lip, squelching an urge to scream. A new kind of ecstasy swept her off the path, shocking her to discover that kind of pleasure existed. Matt grunted and lifted her from his lap. A heartbeat later, she found herself flattened on her back in the middle of the bedroll with him kneeling over the top of her. His long hair curtained her surroundings like a waterfall of midnight silk. Anna just had to touch it. It felt as soft as it looked. Matt seized her hand and brought it to his mouth. He sucked two of her fingers passionately. She whimpered and her pussy clenched from the impact and moistened. She didn’t know why but everything he did made her horny. She didn’t recognise herself anymore. She’d never been this wanton until she met the Martels. He gave her a long suck and released her fingers. “Your scent.” He hissed through his teeth. “So intoxicating.” He yanked her bathrobe belt off, pulling away the remaining fabric that covered her body. The cool, night breeze from the veranda caressed her bare skin. Despite that, Anna was burning. Matt splayed her thighs wide until her pussy was bared open for him to see. He stroked her trimmed pubic hair and rubbed her wet seam. He found her entrance and let out a pleased sound when he found her wet. He slid a finger into her cunt. “Mr. Martel!” “Shh.” His eyebrows furrowed. “You’re tight. You sure you’re not a virgin?”

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“N-no.” “Hmm.” He slid in a second finger and fucked her until a maddening urge to come frustrated her. Matt’s fingers were longer than hers so he was able to reach the secret spot she couldn’t. “Mr. Martel!” Anna tried to stop him from masturbating her. She was afraid she would make another mess like she did on Justin’s desk. It was embarrassing. Matt snatched her hand away, giving her a warning look. “Shh. I want to see you come.” “But…” “Come for me.” She writhed in desperation, trying to stave off the overwhelming urge. But when Matt curled his fingers upward and rubbed the special spot under her pubic bone, a galvanic orgasm hit her like a tornado. Anna whipped her head backwards. Her pussy squeezed his fingers in the height of her pleasure. Her juice flooded his hand. “God, Anna. So luscious.” Matt continued stroking her until the waves of her climax gradually dissipated. “Please.” Anna begged him to stop. “I can’t…” Matt finally stopped. With a feral growl, he seized her face and suffocated her with another greedy kiss. He felt her all over. Kissed and groped. Licked and nipped, tasting every inch of her skin he could get his hands onto. Her breasts. Her belly. Her thigh. And when Matt draped her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy, Anna just had to scream. She clawed the bedroll, writhing, panting as the last strand of her sanity dangled like spider’s silk. Matt kissed her pussy the way he kissed her mouth. Rough. Demanding. His tongue was everywhere. Flicking. Twirling on her slippery flesh like a prima ballerina performing fouetté en tournant. Anna gripped the sheet, wide-eyed. The ceiling of his dojo started to spin when he tasted the inside of her sex. Kaleidoscopes of pleasure danced before her eyes before another turbulent climax swept through her without mercy. This time, she thought she was dying. The world faded from her view. The air thinned. Her ears rang and her breath cut from her lungs. Her body quaked into the shivering mess

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he’d turned her mind into. When she was able to recollect herself whole, she found Matt had disrobed his pants and kicked them off his ankles. He stroked his cock. God, he looked just like Raphael. Long, thick and mouth-watering. Anna unconsciously swallowed her saliva. “Do you want me…?” Her cheeks burned as she couldn’t force the rest of her sentence out. “I don’t need a blow.” Matt understood her just fine. “I need to fuck you.” He wrenched open her thighs and positioned himself on her pussy. His cockhead nudged her wet entrance. He leant down, pressing his belly on hers, his chest grazing against her jutting nipples. Anna instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Matt kissed her. She could taste the salty, spicy taste of her femininity on his mouth. Strangely, it fuelled her lust even more. “Sweet Anna,” he whispered, “bear it just a bit.” Her brain short-circuited before she could digest what he meant. Matt penetrated her. An incredible pressure speared through her core, knocking her breath out of her lungs. He stretched her, slipping in, not much, only an inch. He paused then thrust in another inch as if he wasn’t sure she could really take him. What he did made her frustrated. She was more than ready. Didn’t he know that she needed him as much as she needed her next breath? “Please, Mr. Mar—” “Matt,” he corrected, his voice gruff as if it took a lot of effort for him to speak. Anna stifled a cry, begging, “Please, Matt.” “Please what?” “Please fuck me.” “Like this?” He pushed in another inch. God. Anna fisted his hair. Not enough. The pressure, thick and hot, felt so addictive. She needed him. “More.” Another inch. “Oh.” She squirmed under him. “You’re a teaser.” “All you need to do is ask, Anna.” “Fuck me hard!” “That’s my girl.” Matt grabbed her hips and plunged down until his cock hit her cervix. Anna cried. New fire engulfed her whole. She felt him so deep in places she didn’t think existed before. She couldn’t remember sex feeling this good; she had to take back everything

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she said about sex being overrated. Being intimate with Matt was different. Anna felt as if the whole purpose of her existence was to be with him. Matt stilled after he sheathed his cock to the hilt. He breathed on her lips. “Oh, Anna.” He unwound her arms from his neck and pinned them on each side of her head. He threaded his fingers through hers and started rocking her with shallow jabs. Anna moved with him, eagerly meeting his thrusts. Her pussy made lewd wet sounds each time he pulled. His cock pulsed in her depths, hard and hot, grinding deliciously against the tight walls of her vagina. The nerve-racking impact made her lose her mind. The pleasure was thick, too good, beyond words. She was baffled by the discovery. If she had known sex was this good, she wouldn’t have wasted years by being a prude. He watched her reaction as he fucked her with steady thrusts. “Good?” he inquired. Anna had temporarily lost her voice. She nodded instead. “Faster?” Matt picked up his pace. God, yes. Her toes curled in pleasure. “Harder.” “Not yet, babe. You’re goddamn tight.” Babe. She loved the way he called her that, making her feel she was more than just his plaything. “Please? I need…” She wanted to come again. Carnal pleasure had enslaved her. She tightened her muscles, choking his hard cock. He groaned. “Naughty girl.” He slammed hard. “Matt,” she cried again as he rained a series of battering fucks. Hard. Vicious. Merciless. “Yes. Oh, God, yes.” “Fuck.” Matt seemed to lose his control. He pounded her harder and faster until she could feel only fire, hot and pure, searing her nerve endings with manic need. God. How she loved having him so deep like this, possessing her entire body and soul, branding her with his lust as if she were meant to be his. Their flesh made obscene sounds as he hammered his cock into her over and over, until the red-hot fire turned into brimstone that incinerated her sanity to cinders. Her body shook as the pleasure thickened and the familiar aches, maddening need returned. He slammed her faster, harder, and deeper until she didn’t know which part of her

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body began or ended, all she knew was that they were one, riding towards the ultimate completion. Then, it hit her. A climax so powerful it bordered on agony. Anna bawled as she floated through time and space. Her head felt like it exploded into a thousand pieces. When she crashed back to Earth, she found Matt slamming into her two more times before he jerked. He gripped her hands so tight her bones were creaking in protest. She barely paid attention to it. The glorious moment consumed her whole. Her pussy fluttered around his spasming shaft, milking him to the last drop. She would’ve collapsed if she weren’t already lying on her back. When he was spent, Matt scooped her into his arms and leaned on his side. For long moments, they only touched and kissed, while the ecstasy ebbed gradually and his cock became semi-flaccid, slipping out from her. As she rested her head on his broad chest, she could see the full moon gracing the sky, luminous and pure. He was right; she was beautiful.. He caught her eyes and smiled. “Sharime.” My precious beauty. Anna blinked, wondering how she knew what Matt had just said. The thought didn’t linger long when he stroked her cheek and kissed her again until she temporarily forgot her own name. When her memory returned, she fantasised how delicious Mrs. Anna Martel sounded. It’d be nice having someone like him as her husband, loving her this way. She pushed the thought away since that kind of daydream was just silly. Matt was far out of her league. However, Anna didn’t regret her decision to become his plaything.

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Chapter Three

Matt was gone when Anna woke up in the morning. She scrambled up, squinting her eyes from the bright sun. The dojo was empty. She found Matt had already cleaned up the sake’s tray, but he had left her a neatly folded pile of freshly laundered clothes—the clothes that she’d worn yesterday in the interview. When did he do the laundry? Matt didn’t strike her as a man who would do domestic chores. Maybe it was his housekeeper. A man who lived in a big mansion like this must have one. She tidied up the bedroll and took her clothes to the bathroom. She assumed Matt would want her to take a shower before changing into the fresh clothes. After her shower, she looked for him and found him in the kitchen, making breakfast. The fresh aroma of coffee and the sound of bacon sizzling in the frying pan filled the air. She was impressed with what she saw. He looked deft juggling different tasks at once. “Let me do it.” She tried to grab the spatula from Matt’s hand. He raised his hand out of her reach. “Morning to you, too. Now take a seat and I’ll get you some coffee.” She scanned around—no housekeeper in sight. Was he the one who did all the housework? “Don’t you think I’m the one who should make you breakfast?” “Why?” “Isn’t that what you and your brothers hired me for?” Matt chortled. He planted a quick kiss on her lips and motioned her to sit by the counter. “I love making breakfast for my bedmate. How do you take your coffee? Black or with cream?” Anna didn’t understand. When she’d signed up as the Martels’ personal plaything, she thought she would spend her days and nights as a slave to these men. Taking care of them in and out of bed, accommodating their every whim even if it was degrading and humiliating. She hadn’t expected she’d be treated equally, or in this case, rather spoilt. Anna wondered if she had read too many S/M novels.

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“Anna? Black or with cream?” She startled. “Sorry. With cream, please.” Anna took a seat on one of the kitchen’s stools. Matt served her the coffee. The breakfast followed. Scrambled eggs, toast, bacon and hash browns piled up on a big plate. Matt looked as if he was trying to feed an army. “Dig in. We have a tight schedule this morning.” Matt fished in his pocket before handing her a cell phone. “I’ve programmed our daily schedules, important contacts, notes, everything you should know in there. We’re going to get you clothes first, then go to the office. Justin wanted me to familiarise you with our internal SAS programme.” Busy morning, indeed. Anna shovelled in the eggs and chewed quietly. “What’s wrong?” She grimaced. “Is it possible if we stop at a pharmacy first? I need to get something.” “Like what?” “Well, I…” Matt leant forward. “Are you sick?” “No, no. It’s just that I… God, this is embarrassing.” He waited with concern in his face. “I wasn’t sexually active so I’m not on birth control. And last night, we didn’t use any…” Her words evaporated when she realised how stupid she had been. Twenty-six years old and she was still retarded in the safe-sex department. “Don’t worry. You won’t get pregnant by sleeping with me or my brothers. Least, not before the Claiming.” “The what?” Matt sipped his coffee and put the mug in the sink. “Eat your breakfast. I need to make a phone call to the boutique.” “Mr. Martel!” “Eat your breakfast, Anna.” Matt left her baffled. The Claiming? What did that even mean? Were he and his brothers scheming something she didn’t know about? Anna ate her breakfast in silence, thinking about what Matt had let slip out. It bugged the hell out of her that the triplets had some tricks up their sleeves. Whatever it was, they

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were up to no good. She finished her breakfast and cleaned up Matt’s cooking mess. She was washing the dishes in the sink when he came back. “Are you ready? You have an appointment with Ströger in forty minutes.” “Ströger?” The name was familiar, like the salon brand shampoo she had always wanted to try but was too wary of the price. “Edmund Ströger. He’ll take you in personally.” “You mean, Edmund Ströger the famous stylist?” “Who else? We have to do something about your hair. Black isn’t a new blonde, Anna, and you’ll look much lovelier with your natural hair colour.” Damn designer. Fifteen minutes later, they zoomed towards Manhattan to Ströger’s famous spa. The stylist himself welcomed them as soon as they walked through the doorway. “So this is the special girl you told me about?” Edmund Ströger eyed her from head to toe. Special girl? What the heck is he talking about? Anna turned to Matt for an answer. Matt gestured uncaringly. “I trust you’ll work your magic, Ed.” He sat on a sofa, opened his laptop, and immediately busied himself with it. Ströger herded her to a VIP room and told her to sit. Two of his assistants stripped her of her clothes. Ströger didn’t only change her hair back to blonde, but he also ordered the assistants to wax her entire body, give her a manicure and pedicure, pluck her eyebrows and trim her hair in a new chic style. After they finished, another Ströger beautician came and put makeup on Anna. She didn’t recognise herself anymore when Ströger came to inspect his assistants’ work. He called Matt in and announced he was done working his magic. “What do you think, Mr. Martel?” “You’ve definitely outdone yourself.” Ströger preened. Matt asked for privacy. Ströger and his crew left them alone. Anna felt awkward with the way Matt was staring at her. She caught her reflection in the mirror. Her wavy, platinum blonde, shoulder-length hair had never looked so good.

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Usually, she wore it in a tight ponytail, since every day was a bad hair day for her. Somehow, Ströger had transformed her hair to something worthy of a Hollywood starlet. “I don’t understand. All this trouble just to groom your new personal assistant?” “You’re our special girl. Naturally, we have to take good care of you.” Matt ran his hand across her newly cut hair. “By the way, I love your hair. Black doesn’t suit you.” A surge of guilt tore through her when she thought of the reason she came to the Martels in the first place. She was a thief in the making. She didn’t deserve all this pampering. Or his adoring attention. Matt lowered his head and kissed her. Anna wanted to faint. The kiss was scorching hot, she worried her heels were starting to melt. Matt kissed like he really meant it, making her knees wobbly and her pulse race. “I’ve got you some new clothes.” Matt pointed to a new suitcase he had wheeled in when Ströger finished with her. “The rest I’ve ordered to be sent to my home.” His home. “Does this mean I’m going to live with you?” “Technically. I’m to stay home most of the time to monitor our base operation. But Justin is always travelling and so is Ralph. Keep spare clothes in your suitcase handy. You’ll be accompanying them whenever they need you.” “I-I understand.” Matt yanked open her spa robe. His eyes raked over her nakedness underneath, blazing. He touched her with his fingertips, caressing the swell of her breasts, belly, and her smooth pubis. “I think you’ll look beautiful in red today.”

**** They went to the office after a light lunch at Four Seasons. Justin wanted Matt to give Anna access to their personal mainframe. His brother was curious to see what she would do. Beautycor was one of the few who had been nosing around about their trade secret, especially after they launched their perfume line Surrender two months ago. Surrender flew off the shelves like hotcakes. On the seventh days after Surrender was launched, people were actually camped outside the stores just to buy a bottle of the perfume. Justin cut the production, raised the price, and put customers on a waiting list, and still

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people craved for more. Surrender became the highest grossing product that ever hit the retail market. Naturally, their competitors were itching to know what made Surrender so successful. Justin speculated that Anna was sent by Beautycor to dig out the secret behind it. Unfortunately, their trade secret was something special that could never be emulated through humans’ science. Justin had come up with the idea of imbuing Surrender with nymph magic to draw out their potential mate. If their special woman dabbed Surrender on her body, the three of them would know instantly where to find her. However, they miscalculated the side effect of the nymph magic to those who weren’t their predestined mate. Any woman who wore it became temporarily sexually irresistible. Even though the effect of nymph magic lasted no more than fifteen minutes, women kept buying Surrender for various reasons. Most of those women wanted to keep their husbands or boyfriends from cheating on them, but when Justin learned a few women were using Surrender for devious purposes, he and his brothers knew they had to stop its production before something sinister happened. Justin had been discussing discontinuing Surrender with Marian Bancroft when he suddenly caught Anna’s scent. Fate certainly worked in mysterious ways. As of today, Justin had ordered a stop on Surrender’s production. They had found their mate and now they could focus their attention on making her accept her destiny. To be honest, Matt couldn’t wait to go home to Azura and claim Anna for good. He grew weary of the surface world. He missed their undersea palace and his warrior training. Seven years without proper sparring fights with his men made him dull. Madge, his middle-aged receptionist, gave him a stern nod as they entered his office. Justin didn’t employ unattached, young female employees that were susceptible to their nymph’s nature. They’d done that in the past and the result was quite distracting. Nothing spelt disaster like having a dozen doting female employees with schoolgirl crushes on them. Anna sat in a chair, quiet as a mouse as he walked to his desk. He was having a hard time taking his eyes off her. He had a thing for a woman in red. Red lipstick. Red suit. Red stilettos. And she wore red well. The vivid colour complimented her pale, creamy skin beautifully. Anna Vincent was one breathtaking sight.

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“Come here.” Matt went to his desk and turned on his computer. She gave him a funny look when he motioned her to sit on his lap. “I’ll get a chair.” “Anna.” She settled in his lap half-heartedly. “Am I heavy?” “Hardly.” He curled one arm around her waist and drew her against his chest. In Azura, a proper place for woman was in her beloved’s lap. Women were scarce and prized in the Netherworld. A millennia of wars among the clans had taken its toll on the population. The winning clan often plundered women of the conquered ones, making those who were unspoiled cling hard to their beloveds. Matt nuzzled behind her ear and filled his lungs with her intoxicating scent. His cock hardened in his pants in an instant. His blood boiled. Having their mate at hand, yet unable to claim her properly was driving him insane. “Justin wanted me to train you in our SAS programme.” “SAS?” “Shit and Stuff. Justin programmed the software himself.” Anna turned to him. “You’re kidding.” “Justin is gifted with numbers. Basically, SAS is a compilation of accounting, marketing, budgeting, supply and demands, loss and prevention, the works. It’s all in one package, making it easy for us to monitor our business. My job is to gather data from all the different departments and enter them in SAS. But since we’ve hired you, I want you to handle this job from now on.” “Y-yes, sir.” “Only the three of us have access to SAS. Me, Justin, and Ralph.” Matt pinched her cheek. “So. Don’t tell anybody.” She flustered. “I won’t, sir.” Anna sounded full of dread when she uttered her promise. “I’m going to create an access login for you.” Matt hammered his fingers on the keyboard, typing a command to give Anna access to his brother’s programme. Learning humans’ technology came naturally to him. Matt had been fascinated with humans’ creativity to make life easy without magic. Nevertheless, he preferred wielding his swords battling the enemy’s combatants than sitting in front of the computer all day. But it wouldn’t

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be long. Once Anna accepted them, they could wrap up their business on the surface world and return to Azura for good. The pop-up window emerged, announcing new access was granted to Anna. Matt dove straight to the accounting section. “This is a summary of our recent sales figures. I want you to familiarise yourself with it, along with every outlet these sales were generated from.” Her eyes widened. “Business is booming.” “Indeed. Thanks to our best-selling Surrender.” Matt waited for her to comment or ask something about Surrender, but Anna clammed shut. Her eyes turned sombre. God, she was a bad spy. “Here.” Matt leant back, giving the mouse to her. “I want you to check the sales figures for the past twelve months to see if you can recognise a pattern.” “Yes, sir.” While Anna busied herself with the numbers, his attention shifted back to her. The red suit he’d chosen for her to wear today wrapped her body like a second skin. The pea jacket looked so cute on her, and the mini skirt snugly framed her curvaceous hips. Matt couldn’t resist fondling her. She twitched when he groped her thigh and the curve of her ass. “Problem?” Her cheeks turned magenta. “N-no, sir.” Matt loved teasing her. He slipped a hand under her skirt to the juncture of her thighs and stroked her pussy. The black lace panties she wore felt soft to the touch. Ralph had designed them for their current spring collection. Of the three of them, Ralph was the one who designed all of their lines. When they’d started this business, they had no clue what they were doing. Matt was teaching karate in a local dojo and he had always thought that being a clothing designer was a sissy job. Since Justin had insisted this business was the way to go to attract their potential mate, Matt gave it a chance. Luckily, Ralph had always been good at drawing, and the seamstress team he hired was able to transform his doodles into beautiful garments. Over the months, Matt was forced to learn about their trade—from the types of fabrics and types of clothes, to current fashion trends. Still, he thought this job was sissy and he couldn’t wait to give it up and trade it back for wielding swords back in Azura. He felt he had got rusty.

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Anna stiffened on Matt’s lap when he pushed aside the panties and touched her smooth pubis. She’d had a full body wax earlier and her sex felt like silk. All of a sudden, he couldn’t contain himself. He had to have her. Now. “Bend over.” “Sir?” “Present yourself to me.” Anna rose from his lap and did what he ordered. Matt pushed his chair back while she braced herself at the edge of the desk, leaning over the keyboard. Her ass bent up in his direction. “Continue what you’re doing. I’m just helping myself.” “Y-yes, sir.”

Anna tried to focus on the spreadsheet in front of her, but the numbers started to dance when Matt slid her skirt up to her hips and pulled her panties down. With one hand pressed against the small of her back, he forced her to tilt her ass higher, fully presented to him, ready for the taking. She gripped the edge of Matt’s desk as her heart started to race. “God, you’re wet.” She heard Matt mutter somewhere near her exposed sex. His hot breath caressed her vulva, causing pure heat to tear through her. “Did you find the log for the May sales’ figures?” “I’m only at April transac” Her voice evaporated in her throat. Matt licked her pussy lips and plunged his tongue into her opening. She trembled as he crushed his mouth on her sex, his tongue darting between her folds and her entrance, nipping and sucking as if she were a succulent exotic fruit. Anna snapped her eyes shut, her body tensing. She knew how treacherous Matt was with his oral skills, yet she was still shocked with the intensity of pleasure he was giving her. Rainbows of pure ecstasy exploded before her eyes as he twirled his tongue deeper and deeper into her cunt, tongue-fucking her as sharp and vicious as he had fucked her with his cock last night. Matt smacked his tongue and grunted. “Did you find it yet?” Anna gulped. “N-no, sir, I’m getting at it.” She quickly scrolled the curser lower, looking at the entry he mentioned. “Well, forget it. Turn over.”

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She pulled herself up and turned in his direction. She saw his cock had made a glorious tent in the front of his thousand-dollar slacks. Matt unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. “I want to fuck you.” He freed his cock. “Ride me.” Her pussy clenched in agreement before she could respond to his order. Anna was surprised to see her own body reaction. It rebelled against her common sense. As if her neglected carnal needs had finally caught up with her. She slipped off her stilettos, pulled her panties all the way down and kicked them off her feet. Slowly, she swung one leg over Matt’s hips and straddled him. He seized her waist and guided her as she sank onto his waiting cock. “Oh.” Anna was wide-eyed. The tip of his cock kissed her cunt and speared her open, stretching her wide and deep until he sheathed his whole erection into her tight pussy. Taking him from this angle felt so different. Mind-shatteringly good. His cock pulsed. Her pussy clasped his hard shaft. Matt drew a hard inhalation through his pearly-white teeth. “How do you like having my cock inside you?” Anna muttered a string of gibberish. He grinned from her reaction. “Like it?” She nodded like a loon. Matt ground his pubic against hers, causing his dark thatch to smash against her clit. Anna yelped. A sharp, white pleasure burst out from the impact. “So have you fallen for me, yet?” What was he saying? Anna tried to digest his words. But any coherent thoughts she had were lost when Matt started thrusting, fucking her in short, shallow plunges. Her mind was swept blank, the only thing she could think of was the unadulterated pleasure she felt. “I love the way your tits bounce when I fuck you like this.” Matt’s gaze raked over her chest, hungry as ever. “Love your pussy too. So tight and wet and delicious, a pussy made to be fucked.” He slammed in hard. Anna felt like she had been punched from the inside. The cock inside her shuddered. “Let’s take this bra off. I want to suck you while I fuck you.” He unbuttoned her shirt and yanked down her bra.

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Her breasts spilled out. Her nipples stabbed high and ached. She whimpered when he mauled one of her breasts and sucked her as hard as he could muster. Anna’s spine arched, head tilted backwards, surrendering to the ultimate pleasure. Matt slammed her with jackhammering thrusts while he moved from breast to breast, sucking, nipping her as if he couldn’t get enough of what she had to offer. Anna clawed the headrest of his chair, feeling semi-delirious. If she was being treated as their plaything, why did she like it so much? What was wrong with her? She should loathe it. Despise it. But when she thought about it, they had given her nothing but pleasure since yesterday. Raphael with his kiss. Matt with his odd way of getting acquainted with her body. Anna squirmed. The ecstasy. Fuck. Matt trapped her nipple between the roof of his mouth and his tongue. The impact devastated her. She couldn’t stand being sucked that way. Her pussy creamed. The pleasure gathered. Climbing higher. “Having fun?” Matt stopped and released her nipple. “Why, yes. Want to join us?” Join us? Anna whipped her head around and saw Justin standing by Matt’s desk, flinging a sheaf of hardcopies carelessly. “How is she?” Justin palmed her face and brushed a thumb over her lips. “As fantastic as you imagined she’d be.” Justin purred, his gaze drifting to their flesh. “Did you fuck her ass?” “Not yet.” “Hmm. I want to try her pussy.” “I’m not finished.” “Don’t be greedy. We can share. She’s mine, too, after all.” Anna felt dizzy realising where this conversation was heading. Matt steadied her upright. “Turn around and present yourself to my brother.” “I—” “Be a good girl,” he warned her in a dangerous tone. Anna slid off of him and did what Matt ordered. She felt shaky and unfulfilled. She’d been close to her climax when his brother had interrupted.

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Justin seized her face and ambushed her with a mind-muddying kiss. When he finally let her go, she staggered, about to collapse. Matt grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto his lap. He lifted her leg up and splayed her open for Justin to see. “Ah. You shaved her.” Justin petted her pussy. “I love it. So smooth.” “I took her to Ströger and they gave her a full body wax.” Matt slid his other hand under her other thigh, lifted her slightly and positioned the crown of his cock into her opening. Anna shouted. He was trying to penetrate her asshole. The rings of her anus clenched, refusing his entry. Matt cursed. “We need some lube.” “Check my desk. I might have some in my top drawer.” Justin helped her down from Matt’s lap and led her to the sofa. She trotted deliriously, feeling like what had happened to her in the past ten minutes was unreal. Anna knew she was their plaything, but pleasing them at the same time was something she hadn’t thought about before. The idea was so wickedly wanton. She waited to see if she was going to be repulsed by it. Strangely, she felt excited. What the hell was wrong with her? Justin took off her jacket. “Red is definitely your colour, Anna.” His gaze raked over her hungrily. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and sank onto the sofa. “Come.” Anna took his hand and straddled him. He shoved down his briefs and freed his cock. His erection stood proudly on his dark thatch. He grabbed his shaft and stroked it twice. “Wait.” He halted her when she was about to impale herself on that magnificent cock. “Kiss me with your pussy first. Make me wet.” His shaft rested on his belly and he pulled her down to his crotch. Anna braced on his shoulders as she rubbed her pussy on his hard cock. Her heart beat erratically. She’d never shaved her privates bald before, and having no hair at all made her skin sensitive. Anna could feel his hot, searing flesh. Could feel him pulse too. Her pussy clenched and moistened, oiling him with her sexual juice. “That’s it,” Justin grunted. The rumble in his throat sounded so sexy. “Nice and slow, Anna. I want to feel that luscious pussy of yours.”

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She slowed down, rubbing her wet pussy on his throbbing shaft. God. Anna swallowed hard. She’d never thought dry humping a man could be this erotic. Justin tightened his hands on her ass. His violet eyes blazed. Hypnotic. Anna had forgot the mesmerising impact he had on her. When Justin licked his lip, she couldn’t resist kissing him. He let out a purr of delight and mauled her back with the same heat. Tongues swept. Teeth nipped. She felt lightheaded when he finally gave her a chance to breathe. “Where were you all this time, Anna? We’ve been looking all over for you.” “Me?” That’s funny. “Doesn’t matter. We have you now. For good.” Justin lifted her up slightly. Her breath halted when his blunt tip nudged her wet opening. “Slow,” he rasped. Anna lowered herself on his hard shaft and he slid in deliciously. She gasped. Justin filled her full just the way Matt did. “Fuck,” Justin growled, his face frozen in ecstasy. “I can’t begin to tell you how good you feel. Did Matt fuck you all night? Did he hurt you?” Hurt? Matt gave her nothing but pleasure. Anna shook her head. She was too wired to string two coherent words together. “Good.” Justin thrust in and out, fucking her in shallow strokes. “Sometimes he gets carried away.” “Who said?” Matt’s gruff voice loomed behind her. Justin stopped fucking her. He anchored her down with both hands, forcing her to take his whole erection. Her pussy clasped his hard shaft, spasming. Her spine began to quiver when Matt nuzzled behind her ear and showered her with light, butterfly kisses. He ran his hands over the curve of her hips and waist, then peeled off her shirt. Her dangling bra was next. The skirt followed. He pulled it up past her shoulders and head, and flung it somewhere behind him carelessly. “What do you think?” Matt asked his brother. “I love her nipples.” “Pink. Like cotton candy.” Justin took one and sucked it with delight. “Mmm. I can do this all day and night.” Anna wanted to melt on the spot.

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“Bend over a bit,” Matt ordered. Leaning into Justin’s chest, Anna stifled a gasp when Matt touched her anus. He slathered her generously with cool gel and slid a finger into her back entrance. She stiffened, causing her pussy and sphincter to contract. Justin groaned, his cock pulsing in her cunt. Matt hissed. “Relax. You’re too tense.” She couldn’t relax. “Sweet Anna,” Matt whispered. “Relax for me.” He pushed in another finger and stretched her open. Anna clawed Justin’s shoulders. Dear God. I must be crazy for doing this. But then why does everything forbidden always feel so damned good? She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sinful sensations. Matt gave her a few more strokes before withdrawing his fingers. The tip of his cock kissed her anus a heartbeat later. He thrust in. She gusted a lungful of breath as the thick, salacious pressure burrowed into her depths. She heard Matt groan, his hands clamped on her hips, gripping her flesh tight as he thrust down to his hilt. Her eyes flew open. “Fuck!” she cried. “I am,” Matt replied in a guttural voice. Justin laughed. She panted. “Are you okay, Anna?” Justin asked. “I…” Her words dried in her throat. Was she okay? Yes, she was okay. More than okay. She felt high, like tripping on dope kind of high. Unbelievable. She had no idea sex could make her feel this way. She felt hot. And frustrated. Every cell in her body screamed with manic need. Suddenly, being filled with two of them just wasn’t enough. She needed them to move or something—to finish what they had started and reach the ultimate pleasure. “Fuck me, please,” she whispered. “What is that, dear?” Justin teased. Damn him. “Please,” she begged. “I…” Matt gathered her hair and nuzzled behind her ear. “You heard her. She wants to be fucked. Like this, sweet Anna?” He thrust in and out in languorous strokes.

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God. She keened. She could feel each pull and thrust, his hard veined shaft ground against the sensitive walls of her anal passage. The pleasure overtaxed her brain. It was visceral, sharp, and primal. She loved being claimed this way. She wouldn’t have guessed she’d like it, as if this had been her own deep need all along. Her own deepest, darkest desire. Her gaze drifted down. Justin was watching her reaction while Matt fucked her ass. His blazing violet eyes met hers. “Good?” he inquired. “I…yeah,” she slurred like a drunkard. “How about now?” Justin moved, thrusting in and out, matching the rhythm of his brother. “Fuck.” Anna mewled. The pleasure thickened tenfold. “I take that as a yes,” Matt rasped, quickening his pace. Anna dug her nails into Justin’s expensive suit, not caring if she was ruining it. Both men held her still and all she could do was surrender. Surrender to their mastering. Surrender to the pleasure. Justin thrust in. Matt pulled out. Matt thrust. Justin pulled. Matt slammed her faster. Justin matched his pace. They drove her insane. Ecstasy climbed in fevered pitch. Storms of pleasure gathered. She was almost there. Just a bit more. Anna begged them in throaty, panting growls. Justin bit her nipple as he fucked her like a jackhammer. Matt licked the shell of her ear as he overtook her with short, vicious fucks. And Anna was deliciously trapped in between them. Then, it hit her. An orgasm so volatile, she thought she was a goner. A rapturous storm of pleasure ripped her from the last shreds of her sanity and drove her to a place so divine, it had to be called nirvana. She heard a scream, then realised it was her own voice. She shuddered as she faintly noticed Matt jerked behind her, flooding her rear entrance with jets of cum. His hot breath seared her nape and his deep, dulcet voice called her name like a mantra. Justin pumped into her a half dozen times and came. He cursed when her cunt milked his cock, gripping his spasming shaft with vehemence and squeezing out his last drop.

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When it was over, Anna felt like she had run a marathon. She collapsed on Justin’s chest. All of her bones had liquefied into goo. Her body was nothing but a shivering glob. Her pussy and anus tingled with the aftermath of their mating. Matt withdrew from her gently. His semi-flaccid cock slipped out, leaving her feeling empty and needy. He collapsed on the sofa next to his brother. Justin wrapped his arm around her body and held her tightly. She buried her face in his shirt. Their sex was still embedded as one—his cock still semi-hard inside her, bathed in her juices. “Holy fuck.” She heard Matt muttering under his breath. “That was…” “Intense,” Justin finished for him. Intense? Understatement. She thought the pleasure Matt had given her last night was explosively mind-shattering, but this one She couldn’t find a word to describe what she’d just experienced. She’d never come so hard that she thought she’d died. No wonder the French called an orgasm the little death. Now, she knew. “I can’t wait for Azura,” Matt added. “It’s long overdue.” “Soon. Be patient.” What the hell were they talking about? Anna wanted to move but Justin pulled her back. “Not, yet. I want to feel you like this for a little longer.” He planted a light kiss on her lips. Then he said, “I have a business meeting in Tokyo over the weekend and you’re going with me, Anna.”

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Chapter Four

Anna’s first impression of Tokyo was that the Japanese folks were nuts about sakura, cherry blossoms. As their car slowly cruised to the hotel, Anna saw people strolling and having picnics in the city gardens. The ground was covered with blue tarp where people, dressed in warm clothes, were lounging and enjoying themselves under the gorgeous pink clouds of sakura trees. New Yorkers weren’t as adventurous as the Japanese in early April. They’d had a snowstorm a day before their departure, and she recalled seeing the miserable faces of people bundled up in thick coats, struggling to wade through ice and dirty snow. Over here, Anna witnessed nothing but serene and happy faces. It must be wonderful living a Zen life. “Ah. I forgot, it’s hanami time of the year,” Justin noted, checking the calendar app on his smart phone. “Hanami?” “Flower viewing party. If we’re lucky, we might be able to catch the end of it by the time we conclude our meeting.” Flower-viewing party. Moon-viewing party. She thought Matt’s fixation with the moon was a rich-people thing. Usually, rich people did pretentious stuff. Now, she guessed that maybe, her new bosses simply adored Japanese culture. Matt with his dojo and sake. Justin with sakura blossoms. “You seem to know a lot about Japan, sir.” One of Justin’s lush eyebrows arched. “You didn’t know? Our mother is half-Japanese.” Her eyes widened. “You and your brothers don’t look like you could be quarterJapanese.” “Our father’s genes. The only thing we inherited from our mother is the colour of our hair.” Anna’s eyes drifted to Justin’s clean-cut hair. Even though he wore it short, his hair thick and lustrous with shine. “So your father is Dutch?” “Dutch? Where did you get that from?”

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“Matt said you came from Netherland.” “Netherworld.” Funny. She had checked the world map and she couldn’t find a country called such. “I’ve never heard of a country called Netherworld, sir. I thought you were French.” Justin gestured carelessly. “We changed our names once we arrived in America. Our birth names are too hard to pronounce in the human tongue.” Wait, did he just say human tongue? “Kidding.” Justin pinched her chin. “You look too cute when you frown like that.” Ah. Another part of Justin she didn’t expect to see. He had a refreshing sense of humour, besides being the gentlest man she had ever met in person. Behind his business-like facade, Justin was tender and attentive. If his brother Matt awakened her inner submissive and made her eager to please his every whim, Justin made her feel comfortable and secure. She’d spent the last three nights with him, and the one thing that amazed her the most was that Justin liked to cuddle. Men didn’t usually like to cuddle. After they got what they wanted, men usually snored themselves asleep. At least, that had been her experience with Ned. But Justin, he was different. He held her in his arms for hours after their lovemaking each night. And kissed her. Touched her. Told her stories about his childhood that were too farfetched to be true. Like he and his brothers lived in a place so big, they had their own armoury, and their father commanded an army of men who practiced sword-fighting every sunrise. But then again, maybe Netherworld was a neighbouring country of Netherland, where people there still followed the old customs. Justin Martel was a wonderful man to be with, despite his odd childhood remembrances. Guilt gnawed at the pit of her stomach each time she thought of the past few days she’d spent with Matt and Justin. They’d given her pleasure, comfort and luxury she had never thought of tasting in her life, and she was going to repay them by stealing their secret formula. Anna felt low and dejected. Living a lie was harder than she thought. “What’s wrong?” Justin noticed she had been frowning even more. Anna shook the guilt away. “Nothing, sir.” “You can tell me anything. Your well-being is important to us.”

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Anna mourned in silence. How was she supposed to tell him that a syndicate was blackmailing her and her father? Just a few hours ago after they landed in the airport, she checked her inbox and saw a nasty email from Koleniskov, telling her that the head honcho of Beautycor wasn’t pleased with the slow progress she was making. They wanted that secret formula now, especially since the syndicate had found out that Justin had discontinued Surrender from future production. The price of existing Surrender had soared like wildfire on Internet auction sites. Many of the Martels’ competitors were itching to fill in the retail gap. And whoever got their hands on the Martels’ secret formula would be guaranteed set for life. Besides, it wasn’t like she hadn’t tried to look where the brothers could be hiding that secret formula. Since Matt had granted her access to their internal SAS programme, she’d been scouring all confidential info that could lead her to what she was looking for. She even installed a little Trojan programme in Justin’s computer to spy on his virtual activity. If the Trojan found anything related to Surrender, the programme sent a streaming report to her own laptop. After spying on their network for a while, Anna had found out that Surrender was produced in small batches in their factory in New Jersey. Just before it was bottled, Matt or Justin would come to the factory and add the secret ingredients into the concoction—the key ingredients that would make Surrender’s wearer temporarily irresistible. She tried to trace the suppliers of Surrender and so far she had hit a brick wall. It looked like Matt or Justin didn’t even list those secret ingredients in their all-in-one accounting programme, or any file in their network. The trade secret remained secret and she was undoubtedly the worst corporate spy in history. I just need more time. Maybe, I can get Justin or Matt to slip something out. Anna shook her head. “It’s nothing, sir. It’s just jet lag.” “You poor thing.” Justin pulled her into his arms. “Take a rest. It will be another half hour before we get to our hotel. Did I wring you out with all those bunny fucks?” Hardly. She enjoyed the wild sex but couldn’t take the guilt. She rested her head on Justin’s chest and fingered her slave collar. She loved being his plaything. Their plaything. If she’d got this job under different circumstances, she would have the best job in the world. “I’m just a bit tired, that’s all.”

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Justin kissed the top of her head. “Try a little nap, sharime. I think you’ll love the hotel we’re going to. Kanagawa isn’t far.” Anna closed her eyes, clutching Justin’s jacket. She wished she could tell him everything. The guilt had turned into full-blown remorse. God, she hated lying. Hated it. Hated it. Hated it.

**** Anna looked pleasantly surprised with the hotel they were going to stay in over the weekend. “How neat,” she exclaimed. “It called ryokan, the traditional Japanese inn. I thought you might enjoy something outside of the box.” “I do.” The driver unloaded their baggage from the trunk and hauled them in front of the ryokan’s main entrance. Seto, the matronly woman clad in a dark kimono, greeted them. “Justin-sama. O-genki desu ka? How are you?” “Genki desu, I’m fine. Seto-chan.” Justin motioned to Anna. “This is Anna Vincent, the girl I’ve been telling you about.” “Konnichiwa, Anna-san. You’re more beautiful than Justin-sama told me.” Seto, the inn’s head caretaker bowed fluidly. Justin had purchased the ryokan from Seto and her husband a couple of years back when the couple were struggling with financial problems. He then had Seto run the inn. He had no interest in running a hospitality business. He’d bought the ryokan because he wanted to know more about his mother’s side of the family. Seto was actually his mother’s younger sister. Since his father kidnapped his mother over fifty years ago, his mother never went to the surface world anymore. Nymph laws forbade any human who had been claimed as a mate to step on the surface world ever again. It would undo the nymph magic that had been bestowed on their human mate, such as their prolonged lifespan. Justin’s mother still looked as she did the day his father had kidnapped her, while Seto had aged gracefully.

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Anna blushed from the compliment. She nudged Justin’s elbow and asked, “How do you say thank you in Japanese?” “Arigato gozaimasu.” Anna repeated it shyly to Seto. “Dō itashi mashite. You’re welcome.” Seto laughed heartily and gave them an ojigi, a deep bow at the waist. “We’ve prepared your room, Justin-sama. Do you wish your lunch to be served right away?” “Please. We’re starving.” “Hai. Wakarimashita. Understood.” After they traded their shoes for slippers, Seto led them to their room. Anna looked unsure when she saw where they were going to sleep. The square room was furnished with only a straw-mat floor and a short dresser by the corner. “No bed?” “We’ll sleep on a futon. Seto will arrange it when we’re ready to rest.” “I see.” “You haven’t seen the best part of this inn yet.” “Oh?” Justin slid open the shoji door to the terrace. “This area is famous for its onsen, and lucky us, we’ve got a private bathing pool just outside our room.” “Onsen?” Anna’s mouth fell open. “Oh, hot spring? This feels like a spa.” “Even better.” Moments later, Seto and her helpers came in and set a table for lunch. Trays of mouthwatering food were served before their eyes. Grilled sweet fish, catch of the day sashimi, grilled prawns, steamed rice, pickles, miso soup, green tea and dessert rice cakes stuffed with red bean paste filled the table. “Domo. You spoil us,” Justin complimented Seto. “Iie. My pleasure.” Seto and her helpers gave them a bow before retreating to give them privacy. “I don’t see how we’re going to eat all of this. This is a lot of food.” Anna studied each of the dishes that were arranged neatly on the glazed earthenware. “And I’m not good using chopsticks either.”

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“Do you want me to feed you?” Anna blushed. He loved it when she did that. They’d barely dug into their lunch when his cell rang. It was Matt. Justin excused himself and went to the terrace. “Yes?” He spoke in their native Azurian. “Where are you?” Matt asked. “At the ryokan. We’re having lunch.” “I see. Thought you might want to know I found spyware in our system.” “Our internal SAS?” “Yes. Originating from your laptop. I was going to run a sweep, then I thought it might be from her.” “She planted it?” “Who else? We have a very secure firewall.” Justin thought hard for a moment. “Leave it,” he decided. “You sure?” “Yeah. We don’t want to alarm her.” Matt went quiet at the other end. “Did she crack yet?” “She’s desperate. She looked as if she almost cried when I asked her what’s wrong.” “I think this charade has gone on long enough. We should bring her to Azura and claim her. I’m tired of New York.” “Patience is a virtue, brother of mine. She almost trusts us.” Matt growled with impatience. “Two more weeks. Then we’ll bring her home whether she likes it or not.” “We’ll see.” Justin ended the connection. When he came back inside, he found Anna staring at their food. Her gaze looked faraway as if she was dreading something. “What’s wrong?” he asked her. Anna startled. “Nothing. I was waiting for you.” Such a bad liar. “Well, let’s eat then. Later, I want to you show you something fun we can do while we’re taking a hot bath.” “Oh? What’s that?” He grinned mischievously. “You’ll see.”

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**** Anna straightened her legs and drew a relieved breath in secret. She closed her notepad programme while Justin wrapped up the meeting with his Japanese business partners. As Justin’s personal assistant, her job was to take minutes. Most of the time, she didn’t know what the hell Justin and the others were talking about. She didn’t understand Japanese other than Iie and Hai. But Anna suspected that Justin didn’t actually need a PA anyway. Her presence was nothing but a showpiece. It seemed Japanese men had a thing for a genuinely blonde chick. After spending the weekend in onsen in Kanagawa, on Monday morning they’d driven to Tokyo for Justin’s business meeting. They were staying at the Ritz-Carlton since the hotel was close to where the meeting was being held. A giant department store chain that dominated the Asian market was interested in carrying the Martels’ line and they were eager to stock Surrender. During the meeting, she’d noticed the reps from Takaya pressed over and over for Justin to sell them Surrender. Even though she didn’t know Japanese, if somebody constantly mentioned something with sheer desperation, she became aware of what was going on. Justin had politely refused to continue the Surrender production. It made her wonder as well. Why would Justin decide to discontinue their best-selling product when they made an obscene profit from it? She didn’t get that. When Surrender was first launched, Justin had retailed it for fifty dollars for a one-ounce bottle. And when it became a global sensation, Justin cut productions in half and retailed it for seven hundred dollars. Now that Surrender was being withdrawn from the retail market, the price on eBay had skyrocketed to ten grand a bottle. According to the SAS programme, the cost of producing Surrender was twelve bucks and nine cents. An obscene profit margin, indeed. Anna rose from her seat, following Justin’s suit when the meeting was concluded. They bowed deeply then exchanged pleasantries as they exited the boardroom. Judging from the look on the Takaya reps’ faces, they were dissatisfied with the result of the meeting.

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Justin motioned her to an unoccupied elevator. He drew a relieved breath when the door was closed. “Just watch, this is not over yet. Those pests will keep hounding me until I agree to sell them Surrender.” She jumped on it since Justin was on the topic. “Why won’t you, sir?” “Because we discontinued the line.” “Why? It’s our best-selling product.” “We’ve got what we wanted. I don’t see the point of keeping it in the retail market.” “I don’t understand, sir.” “You will.” Justin caressed her cheek. “Soon.” There it was again. He was being cryptic. Matt was the same too when they discussed a certain topic. She wondered what Justin and Matt had up their sleeves. Anna wished they would just tell her what this was all about. Or better yet, she wanted to be able to ask for Surrender’s secret formula and end this hanky-panky business this instant. She was tired of lying, pretending to be something she wasn’t. A cold chill ran through her spine when she thought what Justin and his brothers would do if they ever found out she was a corporate spy. When she signed up as the Martels’ plaything, she had also signed a non-disclosure agreement. The penalty for breaching the agreement was a hefty fine, one she could never afford even if she busted her ass off working until she was old. Her knees weakened. She’d never really thought about the consequences when she signed that contract. She was so afraid her father would go to jail she had jumped on any chance she had to get into the Martels’ lair in order to get that secret formula. “You’re frowning.” Justin noticed her distress. “Want to tell me why?” I screwed up big time, that’s why. Anna shook her head. “I forgot to call my dad today. Need to check on him from time to time. Sometimes, he forgets to take his medication if I don’t remind him.” “He’s sick?” “A bypass surgery last year. He takes it easy nowadays.” Justin frowned in return. “Why didn’t you tell me your father needs a caretaker? I could’ve arranged one for him in your absence.”

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Anna dreaded it even more. Why do you have to be so nice to me? “He’s fine. I’ve talked to my next door neighbour to do his laundry and cook his meals. He’s taken care of.” “You sure? I could make a few phone calls and—” “No need, sir. I’m sure he’s fine.” Justin didn’t look convinced but he nodded anyway. “Well, if you change your mind, all I need to do is make a phone call.” “Thank you, sir. I really appreciate your concern.” Anna twisted her fingers. The guilt hurled back at her with full force. “Are we leaving for New York tomorrow morning, sir?” “Just me. You are needed somewhere else.” “Beg your pardon, sir?” “Raphael wants to take you to St. Croix. He’ll arrive tomorrow afternoon to pick you up with a private charter.” “St. Croix?” “We have a villa there. You’ll like it. It’s lovely at this time of year. “ Her mouth fell open. “St. Croix? As in the Bahamas?” Justin nodded. “But tonight, we should have our own fun while we’re in Tokyo. I was thinking Kinjite.” “Kinjite?” “You’ll see.” He grinned again.

**** Anna walked along the busy street of Shinjuku nervously. She shivered as the cold chill breeze surged past her. The skimpy dress Justin wanted her to wear was inadequate to cover her body. And what made her the most uncomfortable was that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Justin had insisted on it. Her black cocktail dress was so short, if she bent over a bit, people would see her naked ass. It was nerve-racking. She’d never done something this outrageous before. Had Justin even considered that walking around in public without panties could be seen as public indecency?

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Justin, on the other hand, looked like he was enjoying himself. He held her hand tightly as they strolled among the sea of night-goers in one of the busiest nightlife areas in Tokyo. After they had dinner, as he had promised, Justin took her out for a night of fun. He explained the area they were at now was called Kabuki-cho, a haven of hostess bars, clubs, and love hotels in Tokyo. A famous red light district. He pulled her into a building that was decorated with a garish-looking neon sign. A bunch of scantily clad hostesses greeted them by the cramped lobby. “Irasshaimase! Welcome,” they chorused in symphony. “Justin-kun. Konbanwa.” One of them recognised Justin. “Your private party is ready,” she announced in broken English. “Excellent.” She beamed. The girl was so pretty, Anna felt jealous of her. Was Justin a regular here? From the look of it, he probably was. Justin tugged her hand and they followed the pretty hostess through a dimly lit passageway. It led them to a landing with a service elevator. They went down two stories underground. The sight of something that came from the French period welcomed them when the elevator’s door opened. What the hell was this place? She saw women in long gowns, tight corset, and high pompadour hair lounging in chaises, sofas, and chairs. Most of them were gaijin, foreigners, but a few were Asian. Anna also saw men in the same period costumes frolicking with half-dressed women. Some were in the middle of fucking each other’s brains out. Then it hit her. They were in a sex club. Her cheeks burned. This was ridiculous. Out of dozens of fun activities they could be doing their last night in Japan, Justin had chosen a sex club. She shouldn’t have been surprised, considering Justin had earlier mentioned something about the red light district, ‘Every fetish and fantasy is for sale in Tokyo if you know where to find it’. Anna sighed, lamenting the perverse side of Justin. Their hostess motioned them to follow her into a private room. A grandly furnished bedroom emerged before her eyes. Intricately carved gold-gilded furniture was artfully

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arranged inside, complementing the dark walls and blood-red velvet draperies. A huge fourposter bed was perched in the middle of the room, with people in it. A woman with her three lovers were kissing and fondling in the bed. Her cheeks burned even hotter. “I think this room is occupied.” “Nah. They’re waiting for us,” Justin replied casually. They’re what? Anna felt scandalised. What exactly did Justin have in mind? “Domo, Shimizu-chan.” Justin produced a hundred-dollar bill and slipped it into the hostess’ hand. “Arigato gozaimashita.” She bowed and closed the door. The people in the bed paused when they noticed Justin and Anna in the room. “Continue.” Justin waved his hand. “We’ll join you later.” Join? He didn’t mean… Justin sank himself onto a nearby sofa and pulled her into his lap. Anna became uncomfortable. Neurons in her brain short-circuited when Justin mentioned joining those people. “Relax,” he whispered in her ear. “I want you to get used to the idea.” “Which is?” “Being shared by the three of us.” “Isn’t that what I already do?” “In one night.” In one… Good lord. A foursome? Suddenly, Anna felt lightheaded. She’d never thought about it. But again, it shouldn’t come as a shock considering she’d fucked two of them in Matt’s office. She just hadn’t thought Ralph would want to join his brothers sometime in the future. “Don’t tell me it doesn’t excite you?” Justin drew her deeper into his arms. Excite? Anna forced herself to be relaxed even though her heart beat faster than Tokyo’s bullet trains. She would be lying if she said the prospect didn’t excite her. Spending an unforgettable night in the arms of three perfect lovers sounded like an ultimate fantasy, one she wouldn’t freely be willing to admit. “I…um…” “Yes?”

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“That sounds ridiculous.” “What are you talking about? I’ve shared you with Matt before. And as I recall, you liked it.” Anna bit her lower lip. She’d be lying to herself if she said she didn’t like it. “Why would you…?” “Prefer sharing a woman among us?” Justin guessed. “Yeah. That.” “Sharing a womb with my brothers made us connected on an emotional level. I know when Matt or Ralph fucks somebody. They know when I’m horny and am with somebody. I don’t always like Matt or Ralph’s girlfriends. It’s irritating when I feel like I am fucking their girlfriends too. Ultimately, there could be only one woman for us. Our mate. Our cevborn.” Anna wanted to scratch her head even though it wasn’t itchy. Seriously, that was the lamest excuse she’d ever heard for someone having an orgy on a daily basis. “And your parents know what you’re doing, sir?” “They encourage it.” She gave him a dirty look, not believing him one bit. What kind of parents would encourage their sons to have a ménage? Was that a European thing? She’d heard they were pretty liberal. If her father ever found out what she was doing for the Martels, he would have his second heart attack in an instant. “Don’t believe me?” Justin flashed a Cheshire cat smile. “You’ll see when you meet them.” Anna became uneasy. Why would he bring her to meet his parents? She wasn’t even his fiancée or a steady girlfriend. Curiosity nagged her like a fickle cat. What exactly were Justin and his brothers up to? Gah. Their cryptic secrecy annoyed her. “You’re frowning again. Shall we join them now?” Her uneasiness doubled. “I…” “Come on.” Justin pushed her out of his lap and seized her hand, semi-dragging her to the bed. “Meet Kikuri-chan. She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” The woman named Kikuri stopped sucking the blond guy’s cock. Her pink tongue darted out, licking her red painted lips. Justin wasn’t exaggerating. Kikuri was beautiful, one

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of the most exotic beauties she’d seen in person. Pale alabaster skin. Silky raven hair. Firm dancer body that was made to be fucked. Kikuri splayed on the bed with her head resting on the blond-haired man’s crotch, enjoying her human lollypop. An Asian-looking beau fondled her breasts and suckled her nipples. Another one ate her pussy. Anna tore her eyes from the salacious sight. This wasn’t right. Bedroom business should stay where it belonged, not flaunted out in the open for everyone to see. What was Justin trying to show her here? Was it okay to be wanton? “Watch her,” Justin urged, forcing her to witness the delicious temptation. “There’s nothing for you to be embarrassed about. Kikuri’s a woman who isn’t afraid of her own sexuality. She knows what she wants and she’s not embarrassed to ask for it. My brothers and I want you to be more like her. You’re too stiff. Loosen up a bit. It’s not a crime to have a little fun once in a while.” Anna sniffed. Too stiff? Kikuri was pretty, and pretty women had it easy in real life. Anna was accustomed to being invisible, an unnoticeable ugly duckling. And being a less desirable one in the single market, she had never daydreamed about things she would never get or never be. She’d been comfortable with who she was until Justin and his brothers threw her cloistered world out of balance. To be honest, she was scared. “You’re quiet again.” Justin kissed the shell of her ear. “Nervous?” “Um…a bit.” A shiver of thrill crept through her. Her ear and nape were her weakest spots. “Don’t be. Now, up.” Justin ordered her to climb the bed. Half-heartedly, Anna did what he asked. Her heartbeat accelerated. Her face burned. Justin grabbed her wrist and pulled it above her head. Suddenly, she heard a soft clink and felt a cool metal bracelet on her skin. No, it wasn’t a bracelet. Anna looked up. It was a cuff. “Hey,” she protested. “I—” “Relax.” Justin cuffed the other end on the bed’s canopy. “I want to make you sure won’t run.” “But—”

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“Do you trust me? I want nothing but pleasure for you.” Justin produced another handcuff from the bedside drawer and did the same with her other wrist. “And that requires handcuffs?” Anna scoffed. “I didn’t know you were kinky.” “You just figured that out?” The filtered light from the overhead chandelier accentuated his mischievous grin. Justin looked positively wicked. Anna lamented in silence. Yeah, he was kinky to the bone. She yanked the cuffs, sheer frustration taking over her. The metallic sound chimed. Curious eyes watched her, followed by curious smiles from the four naked people on the bed. Anna scooted to the edge, trying not to disturb Kikuri, but the woman snaked out a hand and touched her. “Is she your private property?” Kikuri asked Justin. Her voice sounded mellifluously seductive. “Unfortunately, yes,” Justin answered. “No one is allowed to touch her but me.” And his brothers. Anna felt the words hang from his lips, unspoken. Kikuri laughed. “Aren’t you generous?” she mocked. “Sorry, but Anna is my special lady.” Justin slipped behind her, pushing her further onto the bed. “We want to see your pleasure, Kikuri-chan.” Kikuri’s eyes darted to Anna’s groin. “Do you need help with that first?” Justin pondered. “Only her clothes. Nothing else.” Anna’s heart pounded hard when Kikuri detangled from her lovers and enclosed her. Kikuri ran her hand over Anna’s curves. “I love undressing a pretty woman,” she said. Justin unzipped Anna’s strapless cocktail dress. Kikuri helped him pull the dress down and slip it over her legs. The cold air from the air conditioner caressed her skin. Anna felt vulnerable. Exposed. She wasn’t wearing anything under her dress. Four pairs of strangers’ eyes feasted on her nakedness. Unexpectedly, Anna was thrilled. She didn’t know why. Perhaps, Justin’s perverseness was starting to rub off on her. “Pink,” Kikuri commented about her nipples. “Pretty, isn’t she?” “Too bad I can’t have a taste.” Justin’s laugh reverberated behind Anna’s ears. “She doesn’t swing that way.” Kikuri’s eyes rounded. “You sure about that?”

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“Even if she’s curious, she’s untouchable.” Justin kissed Anna’s cheek. “Carry on. Don’t mind us. Tonight, we’re only observers.” “You’re no fun,” Kikuri purred, stretching luxuriously. She whispered to one of her lovers in Japanese. He was young with the slim, lithe body of an athlete. Colourful, full body tattoos adorned both of his arms and his back. The man stroked his cock. Anna couldn’t take her eyes from it. He was so well-endowed, Anna wasn’t sure the petite Kikuri could even take him. “Watch.” Justin nuzzled behind Anna’s ear. He slipped his hand to the juncture of her thighs and found her pussy. A jolt of heat surged through her when his fingers felt her moist sex. He parted her pussy lips and slid a finger home. Her cunt contracted around his intruding finger. Anna’s mind went on vacation temporarily. Curiosity had stolen her attention. She was transfixed with what was happening before her. The tattooed man rubbed his enormous cockhead on Kikuri’s pink sex. She made an urging murmur and spread her legs wider for the world to see. Anna’s breath halted when the tattooed man thrust into Kikuri. She stiffened and moaned. The tattooed man grabbed Kikuri’s hips and plunged into her until his dark thatch kissed the siren’s pale mound. Kikuri keened and threw her head backwards, her face a mask of ecstasy. Anna wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t witnessed it first-hand. Did he hurt her? She didn’t think so. Kikuri seemed to be in a different world. She pleaded in Japanese to the tattooed man. Anna figured out it must be to fuck her hard and that was what her lover immediately did. His cock glistened with Kikuri’s cream. He pulled out and slammed back unmercifully, driving her slender body into the bed. Kikuri bounced and writhed. Her head slid into Anna’s lap. And Anna still couldn’t tear her eyes from them. The tattooed man fucked Kikuri like a demented man. His hard cock ravaged Kikuri’s pussy and their sex made some lewd, syrupy sounds. Anna didn’t know why but watching them unleash their primal instinct really turned her on. For a moment, she forgot she had Justin’s finger in her pussy. “You’re wet,” Justin commented. “I love it when you’re like this.”

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“Oh,” Anna moaned. Justin slipped in another finger and stroked her hard. The pad of his palm mashed against her clit and vulva. Her own sex made the same lewd sound as the lovers before her. “Do you like watching them?” Justin picked up his pace. Pleasure burst in her depths. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” Kikuri thrashed, ranting in Japanese. The tattooed man hammered dozens of vicious slams until all of a sudden, Kikuri bawled from the top of her lungs. The pale siren came hard. “Fuck, oh fuck,” the tattooed man cursed. His voice carried a thick Asian accent. He spread Kikuri legs again and withdrew. His cock was still rigid and unspent, coated with Kikuri’s juices. He bent over and gave Kikuri’s pussy a deep kiss like he had before. Anna swallowed hard. The sight captivated her, a true man who was dedicated to his lover’s pleasure. Kikuri grabbed his face and murmured her thanks. She found his lips and kissed him hard. Their opera of whimpers and lustful gasps made the base of Anna’s spine tingle. Justin withdrew his fingers. Soft fabric and a zipper rustled behind her as he undressed. Moments later, his heat invaded her backside and his hands settled on her breasts. Her heart thundered when she felt his hard cock brush against her sex lips. Her pussy fluttered in anticipation of being filled. She creamed. “God, Anna.” Justin’s hot breath burned her cheek. “I can feel you dripping. You want to be fucked like her, don’t you?” Anna gulped. Her attention fixed on Kikuri again. Kikuri’s blond-haired lover urged her to straddle him. They switched positions. Anna’s eyes were glued on the tantalising sight when Kikuri lowered herself on the blond man’s cock. His thick cock made Kikuri gasp as if he was too much for her to take. The man seized her hips and worked his way in with sheer persistence. After a few tries, Kikuri was able to take him in to his hilt. Anna burnt with fire, watching Kikuri squeal in delight when the man started ramming her with short thrusts. Anna’s pussy clenched again. Yes, she wanted to be fucked like Kikuri. She turned to Justin and her lips brushed his. “Please,” she whispered. “Fuck me.” “Mmm.” Justin ground his crotch on her ass. “Just what I had in mind.”

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He penetrated her and Anna let out a happy sigh. Justin filled her beyond full. Her pussy clasped around his hard shaft. He licked the side of her jaw. “Fuck you like this?” He pounded her with urgent, rough strokes. Anna mewled, closing her eyes. Pleasure exploded in her depths. She writhed, her handcuffs clashing against each other and the metal edge digging in her wrists, making her feel helpless. She was totally at Justin’s mercy if he wanted to fuck her as fast as he wanted, as hard as he wanted, right here, right now. He had barely moved a dozen strokes but she felt as if she was ready to burst with her orgasm. “How do you like it, babe? Faster?” Justin picked up his pace. “Just like Karl? Kikuri seems to love it when he fucks her hard.” Anna opened up her eyes and saw the blond man pummelling against Kikuri like a maniac. Kikuri braced herself, stilled, surrendering to the onslaughts. Kikuri’s other lover, the tattooed man halted her and slipped behind her. He spread Kikuri’s ass cheeks and plunged into her nether orifice. Anna shivered. The memory of Justin and Matt taking her in Matt’s office replayed before her eyes. That little nooner was the most intense sexual experience she had ever felt in life. She wondered if Kikuri also felt the same way. The siren thrashed and urged her lovers to take her harder. Kikuri looked ravenous. Like Anna herself. She clung onto the cuffs. Full-blown ecstasy consumed her whole as Justin fucked her as if he would die if he didn’t. Kikuri reached for her other lover, who had been silent all this time, urging him in Japanese. He rose from the edge of the bed and proffered his cock for Kikuri to suck. She took him greedily. Anna shivered as the other part of her brain that was still capable of some coherent thoughts started to understand what Justin was trying to show her. He and his brothers loved to share their woman. Intimately. Would that strengthen their bonds? Their pleasure? She was curious.

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Justin gripped her waist and fucked her until Anna felt she couldn’t take it anymore. “Watch her,” he told Anna in a guttural voice. “She loves it. You know she does. My brothers and I want to give you that ultimate pleasure as well.” God, so tempting. Anna stifled a cry. She was ready to burst. “What do you think, Anna? Are you ready for that?” “Y-yes.” Justin let out a pleased sound. “Make you mine. Ours. Forever.” The declaration struck her rather odd considering she was only their contract fuck doll. A blistering orgasm ambushed her before she could think further. Fireworks burst before her eyes. She soared to the sky. Free. To wonderland. When she returned to reality, she found Justin nuzzling behind her ear and cooing endearments. He hadn’t come yet. His cock was still hard inside her. He released her from the cuffs and laid her on the bed. He crawled on top of her and wound his fingers through hers, kissing her passionately while Kikuri and her lovers still fucked one another’s brains out. Later on, when Kikuri finished, Justin sent them out so he and Anna could have the bed for themselves. Anna was still afterglowing when Justin showed her a bundle of hemp ropes. “Ever try kinbaku?” he asked nonchalantly. “What is that?” Justin flashed his signature wolfish smile. “You’ll see.” Anna mourned in silence. Yes, he was kinky to the bone.

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Chapter Five

Anna shielded her eyes from the sky-blinding sun of St. Croix and inhaled a lungful of fresh island air. For a moment, her woes were forgotten. The spectacular scenery had taken her mind away from the problems that exhausted her emotionally. With each passing day, guilt devoured her from the inside. She’d promised she wouldn’t fall for the Martel brothers, but she found herself doing just the exact opposite. Even though they were technically her bosses, they were perfect lovers. Too perfect, in fact. They were everything a woman could want in a man. Matt with his dominant, warrior persona that had awakened her inner submissive. Justin, who made her feel secure and protected when he wasn’t being mischievous. And Raphael…Anna sighed. That man could drive a woman into perpetual horniness. Ralph was one of those rare people with a sexual allure so potent they attracted the opposite sex like moths to flames. From the way he talked, his body language, everything he did filled her mind with dirty thoughts. And he hadn’t even fucked her yet. All Raphael did during the flight was cuddle. Anna started questioning her sanity. Could she really repay him and his brothers’ kindness with treachery? She wasn’t cut out to be a spy. The guilt trip was too much to bear. The sand felt warm on her feet. Anna stepped into the water and let the small tides lick her wet. Paradise. She drew another deep breath and closed her eyes, deeply wishing she could enjoy all of this without being consumed by her guilt. “Anna…” She startled and opened her eyes. Ralph kissed her cheek and curled an arm around her waist. “Like the place?” he asked. “It’s amazing.” He’d brought her to the Martels’ private estate on the north shore of Cane Bay. The villa was situated on secluded land that used to be a plantation. Trees surrounded them as far as the eyes could see. Green. Quiet. Serene. The beach was within walking distance of the villa,

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accessible through a winding stone path. Ralph had told her he and his brothers bought the place for an occasional escape from their busy life. The place was a perfect retreat. Ralph tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His sparkling azure eyes that rivalled the colour of the sea drowned her in adoration. “Hungry?” “Getting there.” Anna couldn’t get over admiring Ralph’s captivating gaze. Now that she thought about it, she’d never seen Justin and Raphael take off their contact lenses. She peered closer. “What’s the matter?” “Are you wearing contacts?” He laughed. “No. Who told you that?” “Marian Bancroft’s secretary. She said it’s for publicity purposes.” “Hmm. Justin must’ve told them that.” “Why?” “Mostly to avoid too many questions. Identical triplets aren’t supposed to have different colour eyes, right?” “That’s what I thought.” “Well, mine are blue because I’m gifted with narias.” “Narias? What is that?” “It’s equivalent to a healer of my people.” “Ah. Is that a Dutch thing? Defining social status based on the colour of a person’s eyes?” “Dutch?” “Justin said you’re from Netherland.” “Netherworld.” “That again. I’ve never heard of Netherworld.” “Of course you haven’t. But we’ll take you there soon. You’ll love it.” “To Netherworld? Is that near Netherland or something?” Ralph only smiled. “Germany? Belgium?” “You’ll know when you get there.” Anna was still curious. “How about Justin? His eyes are violet.”

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“Justin is a pasraec.” “Um. Translation?” “He was born to rule.” “Rule? Okay. And Matt?” “Matt is a suleeh. The punisher. He was born to keep law and order.” Anna wanted to scratch her head again. “No offence, but I’ve never heard something this strange.” “You’re too cute, Anna. By the way, I’m starving. Want to have lunch now?” “Yes. Sure.” The estate staff had packed a picnic lunch in a wicker basket. Ralph chose a shady spot under a tree and spread out the blanket. The wind almost blew the afghan away, but Anna quickly weighed it down with empty conchs she found nearby. She helped Ralph unpack their lunch. The cook had made them delicious-looking sandwiches, salad with island dressing, freshly cut fruits and some desserts. Anna opened the plastic container and let out a gasp when she saw gorgeously decorated cupcakes inside. “Maya makes killer desserts,” Raphael explained. He plucked a sugared violet topper and popped it into his mouth. “Yummy. Do you know she used to be a pastry chef in Luxor?” “That hotel in Vegas?” “Yup. That one.” “You must’ve paid her an arm and a leg.” “Not much more than what she made in Vegas. Maya loves it here. It’s like all-year round vacation, she said.” Anna could see that. If she hadn’t been forced to play spy by the syndicate, she’d love to work here, too. She’d been a city girl all her life. Her father never took her on a vacation, nor could he really afford one. When she grew up, she’d found out why their family had a hard time getting by. Her mom had racked up an unbelievable debt before she ran off with her lover, leaving her father to shoulder the financial burden. Her father had never complained. He kept everything to himself and continued to provide their little family the best as he could. He’d never been interested in getting remarried. He’d dedicated his life only to her.

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Thinking about her father made her restless. When she called him this morning, he’d told her the boss was impatient with her slow progress. Her father had repeatedly asked her to bail out and forget this whole thing. He wanted her to let him face the consequences of the mistake he’d made. Anna simply couldn’t do that. Her father would be incarcerated for the rest of his life. With his declining health, the sentence would rush him into an early grave. “Hello? Earth to Anna?” Ralph snapped his fingers. She startled. “I’m sorry.” “You’re spacing out again. Something on your mind?” “Nothing, sir.” Anna was flustered. “I’m just thinking about the calories in these cupcakes.” Ralph gave her a look as if he knew she was fibbing. “Don’t lie me to me, Anna. If you tell me what’s wrong, I might be able to help you.” A twinge of pain shot up to her heart. No, you can’t help us. Nobody can. We’ve been royally screwed from here to eternity. Anna cleared her throat, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill and put on a fake, brave face. “I’m fine, sir. Really.” Ralph watched her hard, then shook his head. “Stubborn girl. You tell me when you’re ready. Now, let’s eat.” Anna ate the lunch with gusto, putting on a show that she was fine. She tried not to think about anything else at the moment, she was afraid her façade would break apart. The Martels must never find out who she really was and she must do everything she could to save her father. She felt stuffed when they finished eating. Sleepy, too. The combination between a full stomach and the ocean breeze made her want to doze off. Ralph had told her there would be no work while they were in St. Croix. He just wanted her companionship. She wondered if he would mind if she asked for a few hours off to catch a nap. She needed a clear head to think about what she should do next. She wasn’t getting anywhere with the secret formula, and in the meantime, the syndicate was bullying her father. “What is that?” Ralph pointed to the book that peeked out from her tote bag. “A romance novel?” He grabbed it and ogled the risqué cover. “Oh, that. I got it at the gift shop. I figured I’d do some reading while we’re here.”

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Ralph grinned from ear to ear as he leafed through the pages. “An erotic book? Tsk, tsk, tsk. You’re a naughty girl, Anna.” “Erotic? That’s supposed to be a romance novel.” “Uh, huh. I see a cock and a pussy doing the horizontal hula hoop on page five.” Shit. Anna tried to grab the book but Ralph lifted it away from her reach. “Shh. It’s actually pretty hot.” Ralph skimmed a few more pages then shoved the book into her hand. “Read it for me.” “Excuse me?” “Read the hot part.” Anna felt bewildered. “Why?” Ralph pecked a kiss on her lips. “Maybe we can re-enact the hot scene.” Suddenly, she didn’t feel sleepy anymore. “I…um…” “Read it. That’s an order.” Order. Why, of course. Half-heartedly, Anna opened up the book, trying to find the part he mentioned. She regretted buying it. She hadn’t been paying attention to what kind of novel she’d picked when she did the impulse shopping. She’d just wanted some reading material. Raphael tossed the remainder of their lunch into the basket and snuggled behind her. Her heart beat faster when he slipped a hand under her sundress, groping her thigh. She moistened. Anna cursed in silence. She shouldn’t be this horny when she had so much on her mind. “Go on,” he urged. His lips were a hairsbreadth away from her ear and his hot breath seared her nape, causing delicious shivers to travel down her spine. “I’m ready for my bedtime story.” Anna gave him a wary look. “It’s noon. Don’t you think it’s too early?” “Don’t try to change the subject. I’ve been dying to spend some quality, intimate time with you.” He had? “How did you like my brothers?” Ralph nuzzled behind her ear. “They are good at bedsports, aren’t they?”

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Good? No kidding. She’d had more orgasms in the past week than she’d had in her lifetime. Anna stifled a breath when his naughty hand found its way to the juncture of her thighs. He cupped her mound, feeling her pussy. Raphael let out a delighted purr when he found her damp. “Go on. Read it. Page five. I saw some hot action in there.” She gulped hard. Her hand trembled as she skimmed through the pages to find the part he wanted. Anna read the passage. Her cheeks flushed hot. Goodness. Who wrote this book? She’d thought this one was going to be one of those sanitised versions of the bodice ripper romance. Well, she should’ve guessed. When the author put ‘Chloe’s Submission’ in the title, she should have expected some kinks thrown in the mixture. “Anna.” “Sorry.” She cleared her throat again. This was getting ridiculous. “Lady Chloe Fareweather felt the heat slowly surge from her depths as Master Wren ordered her to shed the last garment that clung on her fevered, willing body.” Good lord. Who wrote this freaking book again? Anna did a double-take at the cover. She didn’t recognise the name of the author. Figures. “Go on. I heard somebody’s getting naked and willing. So far, so good.” Anna rolled her eyes. Men. She continued, “The savage need within her flared without control. Burning. As she slipped her knickers down her ankles, she became aware that her nipples had hardened, throbbing in cadence with her desire.” “Hmm. Are yours hard too?” Ralph felt her breasts with his free hand. “Damn, Anna. I forgot how pretty your nipples are. I’m dying to suck these.” Oh, God. Anna snapped the book closed. This whole thing was just silly. “Lady Fareweather remembered she forgot to turn her stove off, so she bid Master Wren a good day and ran home. The end.” Ralph laughed hard. “You’re a bad storyteller. No deal.” “Sir…” “Would you drop the sir, please? Call me Ralph.” “Ralph—” “Take it off.” “Excuse me?”

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“Master Raphael ordered Lady Vincent to shed all of her garments. Now.” Anna looked around. “Out here? Are you crazy? What if somebody sees us?” “Like we care? This is a private estate, and besides, the staff won’t wander around while we are here. They know we like our privacy.” Ralph withdrew his hand from her pussy and yanked her sundress’ spaghetti straps down. The fabric tore. Her breasts spilled out. “Nice.” He pinched her nipple. “Hard. Just like Lady Fareweather’s.” “Ralph…” “I want to see you naked, out in the open. Then I want to fuck under the sun, Anna. Right here. Right now. You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this moment. You do know I could channel my brothers when they fucked you, don’t you?” He leant forward and whispered to her. Lust dripped heavily in his voice. “With Matt in his dojo. And when he shared you with Justin. Then when Justin fucked you in his shoddy little club? I knew all about it. Could feel my brothers’ pleasure too. It drove me insane.” “How’s that even possible?” “Didn’t my brothers tell you? Sharing a womb made us linked to one another. But our circle is as yet incomplete, we need a cevborn to complete our bond.” “Cevborn?” “Our mate. You.” “Mate? Me?” Anna echoed. During their trip to Tokyo, Justin had hinted at the same thing. “That’s ridiculous.” Ralph let out a theatrical sigh. “I knew you’d say that. But soon you’ll understand.” Anna thinned her lips. “Why don’t you explain everything now so I’ll understand? I’m tired of these riddles. Mate. Netherworld. The Claiming.” For a second, Ralph looked as if he was contemplating her demand. Then he shook his head. “Nah. I’m horny and in the mood for fucking, not world history. Now, take your clothes off.” She pouted, crossing her arms across her chest, shielding her bare breasts. “No. I don’t want to play your game anymore. If you want the prize, you’ve got to work for it.” A second later, Anna regretted her decision.

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The moment she shut her mouth, Raphael eyed her like a beast that was ready to pounce on his prey. His lips peeled upward into a snarly grin and his eyes devoured her with an unmistakable hunger, promising her nothing but a hard, rough, savage fuck. “I love games,” he hissed. “Love, love them.” “Ralph.” Anna squealed when he leapt from where he was sitting and swept her into his arms. “Where are you taking me?” She felt disoriented as Raphael carried her towards the beach. “Ever have dirty, wet sex?” “N-no.” “Good.” He stopped at the same spot where she’d soaked her feet about an hour earlier and deposited her on the wet sand, flat on her back. Ralph straddled her before she could even squeak a protest. He ripped the rest of her clothes without reserve. “Mmm. This is an easy job for such a yummy prize.” He ran his hands over her body. Anna trembled. Being out in the sun with nothing on but her birthday suit, and pinned into submission by a heart-throbbing hunk felt wondrously erotic. Lust engulfed her. She couldn’t take her eyes off her conqueror. Raphael Martel. A man who was as deliciously wicked as sin. Heart pounding, blood rushing through her head, Anna couldn’t help but feel excited at what would happen next. She touched him, feeling his face. A gentle ocean breeze caused his hair to dance around his broad shoulders. His blue eyes never left hers. Calculating. Silently devouring with such intensity that every cell in her body answered his mating call without her realising it. Anna felt hot and needy all of a sudden. Her pussy thrummed. Moistened. Her nipples hardened even more. Ralph grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth. He sucked a finger. Anna moaned. The sensation of his hot mouth elicited a deep, drawing ache in her sex. Her pussy clenched. Her sexual moisture leaked. She was ready for anything he had in mind. Anything. He gave her a hard suck before pulling her finger from his mouth. Then he leant down and licked her lips. A mere caress at first. Explorative. Curious. Anna parted her lips, welcoming. He dipped his tongue into her mouth. Tasting.

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Anna grabbed his hair and crushed her lips on his with hunger. He mauled back. His kiss was as hot as the first time he had kissed her. Like a man who wasn’t afraid of staking his claim and branding her as his. When he tore his mouth from her, she was shaking with arousal. “Babe.” His hand tightened around her breast. Teeth nipped the soft skin of her neck. “Mine. Ours.” His. Theirs. The declaration brought a mixed feeling within her. Belonging to three men, sharing her body and soul. It sounded wrong, a taboo for society, but it felt so damn right. How could this be possible? Anna closed her eyes, thinking that nothing made sense anymore. Jolts of ecstasy seared her deeply as Ralph found her nipple and sucked her like he had promised. God. Her eyes flew wide open. She fisted his hair as her back kinked in pleasure. Blue sky and bright sun almost blinded her. The sunrays warmed her skin, but Ralph’s touches and kisses burned her even hotter. She threw her head back, her body quivering as Ralph trailed some soft, butterfly kisses to her navel. The ache in her sex thrummed as hard as the pounding in her heart. She knew what was coming. The brothers loved to kiss, especially that particular part of her body. But it just didn’t seem fair. Matt and Justin had never allowed her to return the favour. She closed her thighs just as Ralph was about to lick her pussy. “Anna!” Ralph seized her knees and forced her to open her legs. “Come on.” “No.” Defiance was in her voice. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Ralph paused, then laughed. “Wench. Okay. I can play your game too.” Anna grinned triumphantly. “Let me do the honour.” “By all means, beauty.” He spread his arms wide. “I’m feeling generous today.” She scrambled up, pushed him to sit and straddled him. Undressing a gorgeous guy was the best gig she had ever landed. Ralph slid his hands on her thighs, feeling her as she popped open his shirt button. He was wearing a white cotton shirt—nothing underneath it. His chiselled abs, hard muscles encased in tanned, velvet flesh bared for her to see. The buzzing arousal made her dizzy after

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she witnessed him almost bare. In person. Intimately. Playing doctor out in the sun. How naughtily erotic… He was hard when she touched his groin. Too hard, it felt like he had stuffed a rock under his pants. Anna became frisky. Everything else was forgotten. Her problems. Her guilt. All she wanted was to enjoy this very moment with Ralph. Nothing else mattered. Impatiently, she opened up the front clasps on his faded jeans and pulled down his zipper. Anna forgot he was a commando type of guy. His cock lurched from his dark thatch. Hot as the sun that beat down on her skin. She palmed him. Squeezed him. Marvelled at the hard, virile flesh that throbbed in her hands. Droplets of pearly precum glistened on his slit. Anna leant down to taste him. “You can’t.” Ralph halted her. Huh? “You’re not allowed to taste our seed. Not before the Claiming.” That again! “What’s the freaking Claiming?” “Babe, haven’t you figured it out?” Ralph pulled her into his arms. “It’s when you officially become ours.” His explanation still didn’t make sense because that was exactly what she’d been doing with them. “Don’t tell me you’ve never had a blow job.” “Of course, I have. But I’ve never tasted my bed partners. The exchange of liquid lust is strictly forbidden if the partner isn’t your predestined mate.” “Is that a Netherworld thing?” “Damn right.” Ralph yanked her hips down and ground his erection on her pussy. “Fuck.” He shuddered in ecstasy. “I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you in Justin’s office.” Anna gasped. His veined shaft rubbed against her wet sex lips. Her pussy contracted, waiting to be filled. She had a thousand questions about the revelation she’d just heard, but any thought brewing in her mind evaporated the moment Ralph penetrated her. The thick, long cock speared her open and slammed home. She let out a wordless cry. He had stretched her full. Ralph growled when their bodies became one. His hands clamped tightly on her ass, fingers digging in her flesh. “Fuck, babe,” he hissed, his eyes blazing. “You feel even better

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than what I’d imagined.” He kissed the hollow of her throat. “Come on, babe, ride me. Fuck me like you mean it.” His plea made her even friskier. Blinded by lust, Anna seized his shoulders and fucked him like a demented demoness. Ralph hissed as she sank and pulled as fast as she could, as hard as she could, wanted, needed, riding him towards the ultimate completion. He made urgent murmurs, begging her to fuck faster, rougher. Anna slammed into him, over and over, the ecstasy had enslaved her whole, making her nerves shriek with manic need. A sudden climax ambushed her in mid-slam, swept her mind blank. She stopped, flying high with the endorphin. Her pussy gripped his shaft tightly. Her body quaked. “Bad, Anna. You need to finish me.” Ralph yanked her down, burying his whole erection inside her. But apparently it wasn’t enough for him. A second later, she found herself lying flat on her back. His cock slipped out from her as Ralph struggled with his halfway shed jeans. He stormed curses while he kicked them off. Anna scrambled to sit but Ralph pushed her back down. Her legs were wrenched open and he was inside her again. Her breath was knocked out of her lungs. “My turn.” Ralph thrust. “My fucking turn and my turn to fuck.” He crushed his mouth on hers, his tongue plunging into the cavern of her mouth, plundering her the way his cock plundered her pussy. He pistoned in and out fast, ramming in short, urgent strokes until Anna felt lightheaded. She’d barely recovered from her earlier orgasm and another one would be coming fast if he kept fucking her this way. Anna tore her mouth from him, filling her lungs with much needed air. Ralph quickened his pace, pounding her mercilessly. The storm of pleasure gathered rapidly. He hammered her into the sand. She writhed, panting, trying to hang on from the overtaxing pleasure. Ralph slammed and yanked as if he was blinded with his lust. His jaw clenched. Muscles corded. His grip on her tightened. He came hard. Anna climaxed seconds after him. She heaved and surrendered to the rapture.

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It took her a long time before she swam back to reality. She couldn’t move. Her strength had left her. Her body tingled from the aftermath. White shimmering sensation cocooned her. It was heaven. Ralph jerked and emptied his seed inside her. Her pussy milked him of the last drop. When he had nothing left to spill, he rolled off her and swooped her into his arms. He kissed her deeply until she felt all of her bones had melted into gel. The waves started licking their naked bodies. Anna had heard about dirty sex, but this one felt really dirty. Naked under the sun, coated in wet sand. But the experience felt incredibly erotic. Anna loved it. They touched and kissed until she noticed that Ralph had hardened again. “I don’t think—” “Don’t worry,” Ralph cut her off. “I know you’re tired. What do you think of a nice, hot bath?” “You’re going to bathe me?” “Of course. But don’t blame me if I help myself to second helpings.” Anna laughed. Sex fiend. But she didn’t mind at all.

**** Raphael noticed the empty bed beside him when he stirred from his sleep, and knew that Anna had sneaked out of bed. He didn’t open his eyes, only listened to find out if she was around. He heard faint sighs and fingers typing on a keyboard. Anna hadn’t left the bedroom. She was using a computer. He peeked. The room was dark with all the curtains drawn. Not even the moonlight had a chance to penetrate the windows. Ralph liked absolute darkness when he slept. A soft, blue glow from the monitor illuminated the farthest corner of the room. Anna was hunched on the floor with a netbook on her lap. Her fingers hammered the keys furiously. The screen flashed rows of codes. So she wasn’t checking her emails or something. Anna was up to no good. Hacking? Most likely. He recognised the netbook Anna was using. It was his. Anna was hacking his computer.

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Interesting. Ralph shut his eyes and listened some more. Soft breathings. Keyboard dance. Then silence. He became curious and peeked again. Anna sat with her hands covering her face. Her body shook. She was crying in silence. Damn it. Ralph fought the instinct to jump off the bed and console her. How long was she going to continue this charade? She looked as if she was at the edge of the breaking point. She was only cheerful when he distracted her with sex. If she thought he weren’t looking, Ralph caught her brooding as if the weight on her shoulders became too much for her to carry. Something must be done. And soon. Ralph pretended to awaken from his sleep and groped the empty side of the bed. “Anna?” He schooled his voice sleepy. A startled gasp echoed from where she was sitting. “I…I’m here.” Fingers hammered the keyboard and the netbook was shut down hurriedly. “What are you doing there?” Ralph kept his pretence of being clueless. “Just checking my emails.” Feet shuffled and Anna climbed onto the bed. “Miss me?” Her voice cracked. No matter how hard she tried to sound normal, Ralph could hear her distress. “Yeah, missed you.” He wrapped her in his arms. She snuggled closer and buried her face on his chest. Her cheeks were damp with tears. Ralph stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head. “Love you,” he whispered. Her body stiffened. She didn’t believe him? She should’ve felt the sacred cevborn’s bond the moment they were intimate. Once the rite of Claiming was performed, one couldn’t live without the other, nor would they desire anyone else but their predestined mate. Netherfolks mated for life. Till death do they part. Unlike humans on the surface world. He stroked her hair one more time and let his breathing slow as if he had drifted back asleep. Anna lay immobile, but he knew she was still awake. Maybe she couldn’t sleep, he mused. After a while, she must’ve thought he was completely out, she clutched the edge of his boxers and cried silently in his chest. His heart sank. This had to stop. The charade had

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gone far enough. She didn’t deserve to continue suffering when he and his brothers could help with the solution to her problems. He needed to talk with Justin tomorrow.

**** After they finished their breakfast, Ralph excused himself and slipped into the estate’s library to call Justin. His brother beat him. Ralph’s cell rang the moment he closed the door. “How is she?” Justin asked. “Not good. She’s falling apart.” Justin cursed. “Matt just found out her father was abducted some time last night.” “You’re still using that private detective?” “Around the clock. Her neighbour filed a missing person report when she couldn’t find him this morning.” “Her neighbour?” “Anna paid her to do some cooking and laundry for him. Joseph Vincent is ill.” “Bad?” “She said he had a bypass surgery last year. Did she do anything odd yesterday?” “I caught her crying last night while hacking my computer.” “Think she might know what had happened to her father?” “Could be. She got a phone call around dinner time and looked disturbed afterwards.” Justin went silent for a moment before he said, “I’ll fly to St. Croix tomorrow. I think it’s time we come clean about everything.” “Finally.” Ralph drew a relieved breath. “It’s been long overdue. Matt too?” “Yeah. But we might not be on the same flight. He has to take care of some business with Beautycor first.” “Understood.” “Keep your eyes peeled.” Justin disconnected. Ralph pocketed his cell phone with mixed feelings. He was glad that he and his brothers could soon wrap up their business on the surface world and go back home to Azura. But he also felt worried that things might not go as well as they’d planned. Anna had only

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been their girl for less than two weeks. Not enough time to woo a woman and convince her she belonged to the three of them. Forever. He padded back to the dining room to find Anna. She might be interested in going out sailing today. He wanted to take her mind off things until Justin and Matt arrived from New York. The dining room was empty. One of the staff, Reggie, was taking the last of the dirty plates to the kitchen. “Did you see Anna?” Ralph asked him. The young man stopped. “Miss Vincent is in the gazebo, sir. I heard her saying she wanted to catch up with her reading.” Ah. “Did you see her carry her laptop?” “No, sir. Just some books.” “I see. Thanks.” So, Anna was telling the truth. He’d thought she’d continue to try to hack their network to find that formula, which she would never find unless hell froze over. Even if Justin wrote down that concoction and posted it somewhere in their personal network, anyone who read it would think it just a bunch of babble. Without the magic of the wielder, the secret formula was as useless as a snake oil recipe. Ralph went outside to find her. When he got to the back garden, he didn’t see her. But he did see her book lying on the gazebo’s bench. Where could she be? He treaded along the winding stone path to the beach. He thought she might be there. She’d confided she couldn’t swim and dipping her feet in the water was the closest thing to swimming. When he got there, Anna was nowhere to be seen. The beach was empty. Where did she go? Ralph slipped into uneasiness. Suddenly, something bothered him but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He decided to go back to the mansion, thinking that Anna might be in her room. Then, he saw odd foot tracks near the stone path. He studied them closer. Two sets of tracks. One was made by someone who wore heavy boots and the other was smeared, bare foot, like somebody had been dragged on the sand. An alarm rang in his head. Instinct kicked into high gear. His heart pounded faster. Anna. Had something happened to her?

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Ralph followed the tracks. They led him to the estate’s sugar cane grove. Uneasiness turned into a full-blown dread. He was supposed to keep an eye on her and he hadn’t done a very good job at it. If something happened to Anna, Ralph wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. He ran through the jungle of green stalks with long, blade-like leaves. The tracks had become difficult to see and he had to rely on his sense of smell. He followed her scent, like a bloodhound hell-bent on chasing his prey. It seemed they went uphill towards the lighthouse. The tower perched on the rocky pass, overlooking the sea. The place itself had fallen to rubble from years of disuse, until Justin ordered a contractor to fix it about a month ago. Ralph didn’t think the renovation had started yet. And since the estate was a private area, it should be off limits to everyone besides the staff. Ralph stormed out from the sugar cane field and into a clearing. He instinctively fisted his hands when he saw what was happening near the lighthouse. Anna was running from a burly man, clutching her hand in agony. He was driving her to the edge of the cliff. Ralph’s heart skipped a beat. That man wouldn’t think to… Ralph hissed and summoned his power, charging forward to save Anna.

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Chapter Six

She knew that Koleniskov, the man who blackmailed her and her father, was displeased with her slow progress, but she didn’t expect the boss of the syndicate to send one of his muscles to St. Croix just to remind her how dire her situation was. Last night, Koleniskov had threatened her via email, saying that he had Joseph Vincent with him, and if she couldn’t produce that secret formula in the next three days, Koleniskov would cut her father’s fingers, one for each day she was late. And if she still wasn’t able to get that secret formula by the time Koleniskov finished with all of her father’s fingers, he’d kill him. Anna tethered at the edge of an emotional breakdown after she read Koleniskov’s email. She’d tried hard to get that secret formula and had practically scrubbed clean the Martels’ private network for any sign of Surrender’s secret ingredients. She just couldn’t find it. What else could she do? Tie up one of the Martels and force him to talk at gunpoint? She could never do that. They had all been her lovers. Lying to them had been the hardest thing she had ever done. Harming them physically was unthinkable. Last night, after Ralph caught her sneaking out of the bed, she had a long think and decided that coming clean was the most rational thing to do. If her father were going to be killed by a sadistic Russian mob, then she’d be better off going to the Feds. At least, the Feds wouldn’t want to cut someone’s fingers just because that person accidentally hacked the government’s bank accounts. Anna was going to ask Ralph if she could go back to New York to visit her father. And once there, she would go to the FBI and confess everything. Since Ralph was busy with phone calls, she’d decided to go to the beach first to calm her nerves and gather her courage. She’d barely stepped on to the sand when some man grabbed her and pressed a knife to her throat. He dragged her through the plantation by force. Without him telling her who he was, Anna knew he was one of the syndicate’s men. She thought she’d seen him before in Koleniskov’s place. After fifteen minutes trekking through the sugar cane field, the man took her onto a clearing near a ruin of a lighthouse. She

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saw a black SUV parked on the clearing with two grumpy looking men in it. Her captor shoved her down to the ground. The men climbed out from the car. Anna recognised one of them as Yuri, Koleniskov’s second-in-command. A cold chill ran through her spine. She’d heard rumours that Yuri was nastier than Koleniskov himself. “Please,” Anna begged. “I promise I’ll get that formula in three days. I’m so close. Just give me some time. I need to crack some firewall codes.” “Tell that to Mr. Koleniskov himself. I’m only a messenger.” “I got your message! Just let me go back so I can start working on it.” Anna scrambled to get up. She wanted to get away from this nasty man as fast as she could. Yuri leered. “Sure. Right after I deliver Boss’ message.” He snatched her wrist and wrenched her arm upward. Anna shrieked in pain. “What are you doing?” Yuri fished something out from his jacket pocket. Anna’s eyes widened when she saw the man had a nutcracker in his hand. She yanked her hand in reflex, but the man’s grip was firm. Before she could do anything else, he slid the tool onto her pinkie finger and squeezed. Anna heaved. She heard a sickening crunch. A freak wave of agony tore through her. She froze with the intensity of pain from having her bone snapped by a nut-cracking tool. Her stomach roiled. Her eyes watered. She gasped, swallowing a lungful of air and at the same time, trying not to retch. Yuri let her go. “Do you get the message now?” “Fuck you.” “Apparently, you don’t.” The man seized her hand again. “Let me go!” Anna stepped backwards in panic. “Don’t touch me!” “Not until you get the message through your thick skull, cunt.” Anna yanked her hand, trying to get away from Yuri and his men. But there was nowhere to run. They had cornered her at the edge of the cliff. Anna begged them to spare her. But they kept advancing. She flailed when she lost her balance. No. Her scream evaporated in her throat when she realised her foot stood on nothing. The deep ocean, with its hungry tides, snarled at her. She fell.

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Anna screamed. A sliver of thought flashed through her that this was the end of her. The sharp, jagged rocks welcomed her with delight. But just before she hit, a powerful tide swallowed her in its embrace. Funny. She thought she saw Ralph’s face before she passed out.

**** Anna thought she was hallucinating when she opened up her eyes and saw Ralph, Justin, and Matt. This can’t be right. I’m already dead. Why do I see them here? She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again just to be sure. Justin leaned over her. His face was grim. “Ralph, she’s awake.” Ralph touched her face and held up his hand in front of her. “Anna, how many toes am I holding up?” She snorted. “Very funny.” Ralph turned to Justin. “She’s fine.” “Am I…dead?” She scrambled to sit up. Matt helped her. She examined her hand and wriggled her fingers. All seemed intact, including her pinkie that had been broken with a nutcracker. How was this even possible? She should be dead meat. She couldn’t swim. Plus, logically, no one could survive after falling from that cliff. If the ocean hadn’t drowned her, the rocks below would have shredded her body to pieces. “No, baby, you’re fine. But you gave us quite a fright,” Justin told her. Anna studied her surroundings. The place didn’t look like the estate, the villa. It was…grander. More opulent. Her gaze drifted up. The bedroom ceiling was so high, one could fit a two-story building in here. The walls were plastered with rare, black granite-like stone. Luxurious draperies adorned every window. All the furniture in the room was carved from an exotic dark wood with intricate patterns. Definitely a room fit for a king. “Where am I?” “Azura.” Justin spread his hands. “Our home.” “Netherworld?” “Correct.”

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“How…?” Anna ran her hands through her hair. “The last thing I remember is that I fell.” “You did. But Ralph caught you in time. He brought you here and healed you.” Healed? Ralph? She recalled Ralph saying he was a healer of his people or something. “How long have I been here?” “About a day and a night. You sustained quite an injury.” Anna checked her hands again, then turned to Ralph. “How could you possibly fix my broken finger in a day and a night?” Ralph smiled. “Easy. I just chanted the magic word and ‘bam’! Finger healed.” “Seriously.” “I’m serious.” Ralph furrowed his eyebrows and held her gaze evenly. He wasn’t kidding. All of this just didn’t make sense. “Thank you. But I think I must go.” Three pair of eyes watched her with intensity. Panic started to creep in again. Anna guessed this time there was no way around it anymore. She must come clean to the brothers. Her father was in danger and she had to go to the FBI before it was too late. She took a deep breath. “I have a confession. I’m not the person you all think I am. I’m a thief.” “Oh?” Justin’s eyebrow arched up. “What did you steal?” Heat burned her cheeks. She fixed her stare on her lap. “I’m supposed to get Surrender’s secret formula. My father and I were blackmailed by this man, Ivan Koleniskov, and he threatened to hurt my father if I didn’t deliver that formula in three days. I need to go to the Feds. And after I settle my business with the Feds, I’ll take full responsibility for my actions. I’m very sorry for deceiving you. I really am.” Anna didn’t dare to move after she spewed out what had burned her mind and her soul for the past two weeks. An immense relief washed over her, but new dread blossomed. What were Justin and his brothers going to do with her? They were going to be furious. After everything they did for her, she’d been planning to repay them with treachery. She felt ashamed. Anna lifted her head and saw all three men grinning. Wait…

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“We know who you are, little spy.” Justin laughed. “Though I must say, you give James Bond a bad name.” Her eyes widened. “You know… How?” “Do you think we’d hire someone without checking her background first? I saw you in Marian Bancroft’s office. Couldn’t believe myself that I’d finally found you.” “I don’t understand.” “Well, we have something to confess to you, too. We’re not really fashion designers. We’re actually Azurian chatharnak on a quest to find our mate. You, Anna.” “Chat-what?” “Chatharnak. Warrior nymphs,” Matt clarified. Anna wanted to clear her ears to see if she had some wax built up and had misheard them. Did Matt just say nymphs? “I know you won’t believe us. Come.” Justin got up from the bed and offered her a hand. “See for yourself. Our homeland, Azura.” Anna took his hand as she climbed down from the bed, feeling surreal. She just noticed the strange gown she was wearing. It was pure white, slim-fitted on the top with a long skirt that swept the cold floor. She was bare-footed. Justin led her to one of the bedroom’s towering windows and pushed aside the sheer drapery. Her mouth fell open when she saw what was beyond the thick glass. They were completely underwater! Beyond the window was a jaw-dropping scene of an ancient city at the bottom of the sea. Across her line of sight, towering structures forged in black granite-like stones stretched as far as the eye could see. Colourful reefs formed an enchanting underwater garden. Anna rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. She thought she saw mermaids, too, swimming lazily between the coral gardens. Anna turned around and blinked. “This can’t be real. I must be hallucinating.” “How many toes am I holding up?” Ralph called cheerily from the bed, wriggling his hand. “Anna.” Justin held her face and gave her a light kiss. “I know it’s hard for you to accept, but nymphs do exist.” “And mermaids too…” Anna groped at the windowsill. “I…I need to sit. Hey!”

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Justin swept her off her feet and carried her in his arms to the bed. He deposited her in Ralph’s lap. Ralph felt her forehead. His face looked serious. “Just the shock. She’s fine.” “I don’t feel fine. Tell me I’m high on PCP.” Anna rubbed her eyes again. She still didn’t want to believe that what she had witnessed was real. “So.” She cleared her throat. “You are all nymphs?” “Half-nymph. Our mother is human,” Justin explained. “And your father is a nymph.” She wanted to clarify the facts. “Full-blooded nymph.” “And definitely not Dutch.” Justin laughed. “And you’re not really fashion designers…” “I guess we should tell you from the beginning.” Justin waved his hand and a chair zoomed in his direction. Anna’s mouth fell open again watching him perform the magic trick. “How…?” Justin sat in one fluid, graceful motion. “In Netherworld, a nymph mates for life, Anna. And since our people believe that one predestined mate is bound to one birth, the three of us are destined to be bound to one woman, our cevborn. We’ve been looking for our mate since we came of age. However, our special lady was nowhere to be found. Then our father arranged a seer to foretell our future. She said our mate wasn’t a nymph, but a human. Seven years ago, we went to the surface world.” “Surface world?” Anna echoed. “Miami, to be exact. We’ve been all over the place to look for our mate, and we still couldn’t find you…” Anna fell silent as Justin continued his story. Everything began to unravel. The hints and riddles she had heard from the brothers started to make sense. About Netherworld. The Claiming. The ménage. And most of all, the secret behind Surrender. She gripped herself hard. No wonder she couldn’t find that damn formula. She could play a cat and mouse game until she got old and she still wouldn’t be able get that secret from them. Anna felt cheated. But she was also flattered knowing the three of them wanted

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her as their woman. She’d never been this confused in her life. “I…I don’t know what to say. You’re asking me to stay here and become your wife?” “Not asking,” Matt answered, slipping into his stern, warrior mode. “This is your fate. You’re our cevborn and Azura is your future. The question is, will you accept it peacefully?” “You mean I can accept it violently?” “That’s what our mother did.” Ralph laughed. “She treated our father as her personal punching bag before she finally conceded to the Claiming.” “But…” Anna shook her head. “I…could never hurt you…” “I know that.” Ralph stroked her cheek. “And I don’t have much option, do I?” “Between peacefully or violently? No,” Matt stated firmly. “Don’t you love us?” Ralph asked. Anna was startled. Love them? She’d never sat down and analysed her true feelings about the Martels. She was enamoured with them. Lusted them like crazy. But she didn’t dare to harbour any deeper feelings than that because she was well aware of who she was. Justin, Matt, and Ralph were out of her league. They were three of the most desirable bachelors out there and she was practically nobody. Seeing her quiet, Ralph tugged her face to meet his. “Anna, once nymphs find their mate, they desire no one else. And neither will you, since you’ve shared our bed. If you think our claim is frivolous and let’s say, you went to take another lover, you’ll never feel the same way for that man as you feel about us.” “Like I’d ever let that happen in the first place.” Matt rolled his eyes. “He’d have to answer to my sword first.” Anna sniffed. She forgot that Matt had a tendency to be so territorial. “I just don’t see how this would work. I can’t leave my father to be with you. He needs me.” “Ah. That’s a simple arrangement,” Justin explained. “Your father is welcomed in Azura. With his condition, I personally think the change of scenery would benefit his health.” “It means I can heal your father so he could stay with us for a long, long time,” Ralph added. Anna couldn’t believe what she heard. “You’d do that for me? But Koleniskov has him. He’s going to hurt my father if I can’t get him the secret formula.”

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“Leave that to us,” Justin noted. “We have some unfinished business with him anyway.” He rose from the chair and clapped his hands. The door opened and two women dressed alike came in. “Tell the king and queen that Lady Anna is ready for visitors.” They bowed and scurried away. “The king and queen?” Anna just had to ask. “Our parents. They are most eager to see you,” Justin told her. Anna blinked. “The king is your father? So, you are all princes?” “If you put it that way. Titles are only a formality.” Oh, God. She jumped down from Ralph’s lap, panicking. “What else haven’t you told me?” “Relax.” Justin calmed her. “Our parents won’t bite you.”

**** Matt climbed out of the car and inhaled the damp evening air with delight. Usually, he loathed the big city’s air. Especially New York. Too polluted to his taste. His sharp sense of smell could pick up thousands of cloying scents of the city that a human couldn’t. And sometimes, it drove him nuts. Tonight was different, though. Since Justin allowed him to reunite with his sword, he was reborn. He felt like he was himself again. The stench and noise of the city didn’t bother him. He touched the scabbard and the hilt of the sword, itching to unsheathe it and use it to punish the scum who had made Anna’s life miserable for the past couple of weeks. The last time Matt had used Shadow Black, his Azurian blade that was forged solely to punish the wicked, was when the three of them first arrived on the surface world. As soon as they had walked on the beach, a scruffy-looking man tried to mug them. Matt had to cut their robber hands, a fair punishment for a thief. But Justin had got mad and lectured him that Azurian law didn’t apply in the surface world and ordered Ralph to fix the man’s hands like new. Justin then confiscated Shadow Black. Last night, his brother gave it back to Matt since they were soon leaving the surface world forever. Justin got out of the car and flicked the dust from his jacket lapel. His brother’s expression was serious. Matt knew he was as anxious as he was because today was the

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deadline for Anna to hand over the secret formula. He hoped they weren’t too late to save Anna’s father from Koleniskov’s devious plan. Three of Matt’s chatharnaks climbed out of the second SUV. One of them yanked out the gagged, blindfolded, and cuffed Koleniskov’s goons who were sent to St. Croix to scare Anna. The men walked shakily and looked disoriented. Especially the man who’d broken Anna’s finger with the nutcracker. Matt had found out his name was Yuri during the interrogation. After Ralph had caught Anna from the cliff and put her on safe ground, his brother went back and subdued the three Koleniskov goons. Ralph had decided to bring all of them down to Azura while waiting for Justin and him to arrive in St. Croix. Ralph said he felt safer having Anna and the goons on their own turf since they didn’t know what Koleniskov and the syndicate were up to. Yuri flinched each time Matt’s chatharnak shoved him to move on. Matt thought he was probably traumatised. After he had learned that Anna was harmed by these goons, he had beaten the crap out them and cut off the finger of the man who injured Anna. Eye for an eye. Finger for a finger. A fair punishment according to Azurian law. When Justin found out about it, he had ordered Ralph to patch up the son of a bitch. Matt wasn’t happy. He had cut the man’s finger off again when Justin was occupied with something else. Ralph patched him again and it happened a couple of more times until Matt decided the scum could keep his damn finger. Even though Ralph’s healing magic could fix someone like new, Matt guessed losing a finger in the first place still fucking hurt. Served the bastard right. Matt yanked the blindfold on the goon who had dragged Anna from the beach. “Is this the place?” “Yes, sir,” the man answered in a thick Russian accent, cowering. “Well, then.” Matt banged the warehouse’s steel doors. “UPS!” It took several minutes for someone to answer the door. The small slot on the door opened. Someone peeked out, eyes blazing in panic. “Y-you…” The man’s voice was muffled behind the door. Justin cleared his throat. “Good evening. We wish to see Mr. Ivan Koleniskov.” “What d-do you want?”

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“Don’t these gentlemen belong to you?” Justin gestured his hand towards the three goons. “We have a few business proposals we’d like to discuss with your boss.” Silence stretched between them. “Hey! You dead?” Matt barked and slammed his fist on the door. “I…I ask first.” The sound of footsteps clattered. Matt growled. “This is taking too long.” Justin turned to him, smiling. “Antsy, aren’t you? Do you prefer to come uninvited?” “We’re not fucking vampires.” His brother sighed, waving his hand. “Do whatever you must.” “Finally.” Matt drew Shadow Black from its scabbard. The sound of the unsheathed blade echoed in the dingy, industrial warehouse complex. His chatharnaks drew a sharp breath and stepped back. “Don’t get yourself carried away, brother of mine. No beheading. No dismemberment. And no life-threatening injury to these humans,” Justin reminded him. “Yeah, yeah.” Matt lifted the blade high, summoning his powers and making several slashes against the steel warehouse door. He gave it a hard kick and everything fell back with a deafening rumble. “Honey! We’re home.” “Don’t joke around.” Justin sounded grim. “Finding Joseph Vincent is our priority.” “I heard you the first hundred times.” Matt stepped over the shards of metal, scanning his surroundings. The gloomy warehouse seemed to be where Koleniskov’s base operation took place. A huge eighteen-wheeler that must have been used to transport stolen goods the syndicate was trafficking was parked inside. According to the private investigator Justin had hired, Koleniskov also smuggled hi-tech merchandise from the US to Eastern Europe in addition to running a cyber-theft ring. Every available surface in the warehouse floor was filled with stacks of crates and boxes. Packing peanuts and sawdust was scattered everywhere. Matt threaded his way towards the dark passageway. He ordered one of his chatharnaks to stay and guard Yuri and his fellow goons, while the others followed him. During the interrogation, Yuri had confessed that Joseph Vincent was being detained in their main warehouse in Queens. At first, Koleniskov had said Vincent was locked in his mansion, but

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when Yuri called in that he had had an accident with Anna, Koleniskov said he had moved Vincent to Queens to avoid complications with the law. Matt stopped and listened. Footsteps and men shouting in Russian echoed from the far side of the warehouse. He looked up. More men ran down from the upper stairs. Matt heard the soft clicks of magazines being loaded into guns. He’d expected that he and his entourage wouldn’t receive a warm welcome. He turned to Darek, the captain of his chatharnaks, to take care of the second floor. He had briefed his chatharnaks that humans had invented clever weapons such as guns and rifles. Still. Humans didn’t have speed and strength like Azurian warrior nymphs. Darek inclined his head and flashed towards the stairs. His movement was so fast, it looked like a blur in the human’s eyes. A heartbeat later, the sound of dull thuds from bodies falling on the concrete floor could be heard. Matt heard a faint click. Instinctively, he charged towards the source of the noise. He knocked the gun from the man’s hand and slammed him against the wall. The man shrieked in pain. Matt grabbed him by the collar. “Joseph Vincent. Where is he?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Matt sighed. Why did the bad guys always come up with such idiotic lines just like in the movies? Matt felt compelled to give the man a little persuasion to spit out the truth. Azurian style. He grabbed his arm and broke a couple of his bones with the hilt of Shadow Black. The man howled. “Now, let’s try again. Where’s Joseph Vincent?” “In the corner room. Next to the generator!” Matt released him. The man slumped on the floor, whimpering in agony about his arm. He looked so pathetic, Matt itched to break his leg so he would have something else to moan about. Matt caught Justin’s eyes. His brother seemed to read his mind. “Don’t.” Justin brushed past him. “Let’s go.” Matt turned around and followed Justin. They strode along the dimly lit passageway until they found the corner room. Matt kicked it open. The low hum of the generator welcomed them. The place was dark.

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Justin groped the sidewall until he found the light switch. What they saw sent waves of rage through Matt’s veins. Joseph Vincent lay broken with his wrists chained on the generator’s pipe. He had been severely beaten and was unconscious. Matt swung Shadow Black and cut the handcuffs. Justin knelt and checked Anna’s father’s pulse. “He’s very weak. I don’t think he will make it if we bring him to the hospital. We need Ralph.” “Shall we bring him straight to Azura, then?” Matt asked. He tried to remember if there were any beaches near the Queens area. Any nymph could head to Netherworld as fast as a blink of the eye when they touched ocean water and evoked their magic. “We should be hasty.” Justin carefully lifted Joseph Vincent’s head. Matt gritted his teeth. “What’s the matter?” Justin asked. “I’m going to kill Koleniskov.”

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Chapter Seven

One week later Justin pushed the remote to close the blinds on his office windows and leant back in his chair, watching Matt scrutinise the documents in front of him. Today was the last day for him and his brothers to be on the surface world. After sunset, they would drive to the beach and head to Azura. Matt put down the papers. “All seems to be in order.” “No regrets whatsoever?” “This stupid company? You’re kidding me? You know I’m not fond of this surface world.” Justin snorted. He knew that too well. Matthew loathed living in the heart of the human population. “Well, sign it and we’re all set.” Matt plucked the pen from his jacket pocket and scribbled some loopy signature on the paper. “There.” He pushed the documents across the desk. Justin took it and skimmed it one more time. He and Ralph had signed the sale agreement of the Martel Design House to Takaya Corp, the company who ran the biggest department chain in Asia. With Matt’s signature, their company was no longer theirs. Originally, Justin was thinking to leave everything behind after they brought Joseph Vincent to Azura. He and his brothers had already got what they wanted and their future awaited at home with their new bride. With second thoughts, Justin felt he couldn’t leave the company that employed more than sixty people without any explanation. His employees’ daily bread depended on him. The day after they brought Anna’s father to Azura, Justin returned to New York and received a lucrative offer from Takaya Corp. The giant department chain company wanted to exclusively carry all Martels’ lines for the worldwide market. Justin had a better idea. He offered them the sale of Martel Design House, saying that he and his brothers wanted to retire early. Takaya Corp snatched up the offer without a second glance. Starting next week, his employees would have new bosses. Justin was assured

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they would be fine under the new management. One of the clauses in their sale agreement that Justin demanded was that no downsizing was allowed. And as far as the profit from the sale of Martel Design House and all of their combined assets, everything would go to more than a dozen charity groups across the globe. He and his brothers had no need for human money in Azura. Matt rose from his seat and walked towards the window. He peered at the cityscape beyond between the blinds and drew a deep breath of what sounded like profound satisfaction. Matt had disappeared for a few days after they took Joseph Vincent to Azura. When his brother returned, he didn’t say anything, but from the look on his face, Justin guessed he had just settled the score with Koleniskov. Justin didn’t ask and he didn’t want to know what had really happened either. As much as he wanted to keep Matt out of trouble on the surface world, he couldn’t deny Matt’s true nature. He was a suleeh, the punisher, and his brother took it personally when someone hurt people he held most dear. After all, Joseph Vincent was soon to be their father-in-law. “When Anna’s coming back?” Matt asked. He loosened his tie and took off his jacket. “Soon, I suppose. Ralph’s only taking her shopping downtown.” Matt leaned against the blinds, crossing his arms on his chest, sighing. “I can’t wait…” The Claiming. Justin felt the same. The urge to complete the bonds had been nagging in the back of his mind since the day he saw her for the very first time. For every Azurian chatharnak, the rite of their adulthood wouldn’t be complete until they officially claimed their mate. “Mother has arranged the preparation for the rite. Once we return, we could…” There was a knock on the door and before Justin could answer, it burst open and Anna’s smiling face emerged. “We’re back!” Justin’s mouth fell open when he saw their mate’s new dress. She had left with Ralph earlier wearing a simple tee and jeans, and now Anna was wrapped in a French maid outfit. The black bustier wrapped the sheer peasant blouse underneath deliciously, and the short frock barely covered her ass when she walked. The black lacy stockings she wore contrasted against her creamy pale skin. The outfit came with a frilly apron and matching headdress. Suddenly, Justin felt his cock hardening.

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Anna put the shopping bags on the floor. She strutted towards Matt and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He was also as speechless as Justin was. She then came to him and also gave him a peck on his cheek. “Like it?” Anna flaunted her outfit. “We were passing a costume store on the way back and we couldn’t resist playing dress up.” Ralph closed the door. He had dressed in a three-piece pinstripe suit with a cane and a high hat. “I’m supposed to be a nineteenth century wealthy businessman and the lovely Anna is my personal maid.” “Ralph, you look like a pimp,” Matt noted with a snort. “I might be, but my maid is hot.” Ralph took a seat in a chair with exaggeration. He snapped his fingers and drawled in a false British accent, “I am fatigued from the long walk. Mademoiselle, fetch me a cup of tea, would you?” Anna curtsied. “Yes, sir.” She giggled and sauntered to the kitchenette in the adjoining room. Her curvy hips swayed deliciously as she walked and the short frock offered a glimpse of the white panties she wore. Matt hissed. “Screw Azura. I want her now.” Ralph gave him a funny look. “We can’t claim her here. The magic—” “Still valid if we take her home before midnight,” Justin interjected. He didn’t think he could wait until Azura to claim their mate properly. According to Azurian law, once the exchange of liquid lust between the bonded mates was initiated and the joining commenced, a chatharnak had six hours to bring his human bride home so his mate would be granted a long lifespan just like most Netherfolks were. “In that case.” Ralph took off his hat and shrugged out of his long-tailed coat. “I have special things in mind for my pretty maid.”

**** Anna waited for the water in the kettle to boil. She caught her reflection in the cabinet’s glass and grinned. The past few days had been the happiest times she had experienced in years. No more Koleniskov and the syndicate. No more living under false pretence and guilt.

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She was reunited with her father, found her true mates, and the prospect of her future couldn’t have been brighter. So, the men she ended up with weren’t entirely human, and after midnight, she would never see the world she knew ever again? She had decided it wasn’t a big deal. Anna wouldn’t miss it. Her old life had never been kind anyway. Besides, Azura sounded like a whole new adventure. Spending the rest of her life with Justin, Matt, and Ralph there, and she wouldn’t have to worry about losing her father because of his declining health anymore. Ralph had healed him. And somehow, Ralph’s magic had given his father back years of his youth as well. Her father was no longer a frail sick man, but the healthy, vigorous person she once remembered. With the unexpected turn of events, Anna felt like she had won a jackpot. She had to admit she’d freaked out after she’d learned the truth for the first time. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she would be claimed by three gorgeous, walking talking wet dreams. She had never thought that mystical beings really existed. For a while, Anna felt as if she had been stranded in the Twilight Zone or something. She was always a logical person. Science freak. True sceptic. Being confronted by the fact that the men who had been her lovers for the past couple of weeks were actually warrior nymphs threw out everything she had believed. But she’d snapped out of it eventually. Ralph had a long talk with her while Justin and Matt went back to New York to recover her father. What had touched her the most was that he and his brothers promised to love her and take care of her forever. Love her forever. For better or worse. Always by her side. She then realised that nothing else mattered. When a man, or in her case, three men, pledged to love her forever, she knew she had better take the offer. It didn’t matter if they were human or half-nymphs, true love was hard to find. Anna had faced another dilemma when she had to break the news to her father. To her surprise, he had given her a cool acceptance, saying if that was what would make her happy, then he’d be happy as well. At first, she had a hard time with why her father was so easy to accept the whole thing. She had expected some kind of chastisement or scorn. Her father was quite old school. She hadn’t calculated that he would accept her ménage relationship with her mates quite so easily. But then her father had confided later on that he had always regretted he wasn’t able to provide a good life for her, and she had been in hardship all these

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years. And if Justin and his brothers could give her all the happiness she deserved, he was at peace with that. The kettle whistled. Anna poured the boiling water into the cup. She steeped the tea and dropped in two cubes of sugar and stirred it again. As she brought the cup to Justin’s office, she felt giddy. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her mates, feeling surreal. Sometimes, she still had to pinch herself to remind herself she wasn’t dreaming. Who would think a plain gal like her could get hot guys like them? She was the luckiest girl in the world. “Your tea, sir.” Anna set down the cup on the coffee table. “Is there anything else you need?” She had discovered that she loved role-playing. For the past week, Ralph had taught her how to have fun and enjoy every moment in life at its fullest. She admitted she had always been a stiff-assed workaholic and never allowed herself to stop for a moment and smell the roses. But everything had changed now. “As a matter of fact, I do. Please surrender your panties, you won’t be needing them,” said Ralph. “Oh?” Her eyes widened. Ralph was up to no good. “It’s my brother’s wish.” He waved to Justin. Justin leant back on his chair and patted his desk. “Present yourself to me.” That was eerily familiar. She recalled about three weeks ago being in the same position. Only at the time, she was confused, scared, and desperate for her father’s freedom from the syndicate. Now that she was no longer carrying a burden, she was definitely going to enjoy this game. Anna made a flirtatious bow. “Yes, sir.” She lifted her skirt and slid her panties down her ankles. Ralph watched her with lust in his eyes as she handed him what he wanted. He brought it to his nose and drew a lungful of air. He purred. “Nice.” Anna giggled. She whirled around and stalked towards Justin. “Sir.” She hoisted herself on Justin’s desk and spread her legs, presenting herself as he ordered. “Good girl,” Justin praised. His violet eyes blazed. He took each of her feet and planted them on his armrests. “Are you ready?”

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Watching her pleasuring herself to completion? Wasn’t that what he wanted? Anna caught the underlying tone in his voice. “You mean…?” “Yes,” Matt answered. He sat at the edge of Justin’s desk and looped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in to give her a kiss. A hot, long kiss. Anna felt lightheaded when he parted from her lips. “I’m ready,” she whispered. “I thought we were going to do it in Azura?” “We simply can’t wait.” Justin rose from his chair. He took off his tie and suit jacket. Anna wanted to help him unbutton his shirt, but he tapped her nose with the tip of his finger. “Sit still.” She abandoned her attempt and just watched. Ralph and Matt were also disrobing. Justin shrugged off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. His pants dropped a heartbeat later. He was hard; the bulge in his underwear was impressive. Anna couldn’t resist getting a hand on him. She groped and squeezed his erection. His cock jerked. Justin let out a low growl. “Naughty girl.” “Well, it is mine, isn’t it?” “Of course, sharime.” Justin let her pull his briefs down. His cock bobbed free. Thick and hard. Mouthwatering. Anna unconsciously swallowed her saliva. She stroked him, marvelling at the virile, hot flesh. A droplet of pre cum leaked from his tip. Anna leant down to lick him. “Wait.” Justin halted her. “Do you know the rites?” “We exchange tasting our…you know…” Justin nodded. “After the exchange is complete, you must take our seed at the same time.” Did he say… Anna’s thoughts scrambled into mush when Justin held her face and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. She was heady when he broke away. Then he undressed her, his fingers deftly unlacing her black bustier. Ralph and Matt helped him. They practically ripped her costume to pieces. Justin tightened his hands around her breasts and nuzzled the hollow of her throat. Her spine began to quiver. Heat surged through her body. Justin let go of her breast and slipped a hand to her pussy. He petted her damp seam and slid a finger inside her.

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Anna stiffened, releasing a hard exhalation. He rubbed her. The walls of her cunt squeezed around his knuckles. She creamed. “Fuck. You’re wet already.” Justin pulled out his finger. “Lean back.” He spread her thighs wider and leant down. His hot breath seared her sensitive skin. “Mmm, juicy.” Anna halted a scream when Justin licked her pussy. She squirmed. God. The unbelievable pleasure swept through her. Justin took his time between nibbling her sex lips and teasing her opening with the tip of his tongue. Her pussy clenched and she trembled. Anna instinctively grabbed Justin’s hair when he thrust his tongue into her and fucked her as he would with his cock. Morsels of pleasure burst from her depths. She lubricated luxuriously. Justin lapped on her liquid lust like a starving cat. His eyes shone when he withdrew from her thighs. “I feel you,” he told her thickly, sitting back on his chair and stroking his magnificent erection. “Taste mine.” She’d never been friskier than when she was allowed to reciprocate the pleasure. Anna slid from the desk and knelt in front of him. His cock felt so hot in her hands. It throbbed, hard as granite. Anna licked him. Justin hissed. She stretched her jaw wide to accommodate his girth and sucked him. Slowly. Passionately. Creamy, salty flavour exploded in her mouth. God, she loved it. She plunged deeper until his tip nudged at the back of her throat. She savoured him. Worshipped him. “Fuck,” Justin panted. “If you keep it up like this, I’ll be a goner soon.” Oh, yeah? Wickedly, Anna sucked harder. Justin groaned. “Matt!” A pair of strong hands grabbed her waist. “Get up.” Matt’s gruff voice came from behind her. Anna got distracted and released Justin’s cock from her mouth. Matt arranged her in the position he wanted—on all fours, palms planted on the floor, legs spread apart with her ass thrust upward for the taking. Her heart pounded hard when Matt gripped her ass cheeks. “She’s practically dripping,” Matt commented. Well, she had never been as horny as this before. For the past few days, her body had been acting up as if she were a teenager hitting puberty. “Luscious.” Matt feasted on her wetness.

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Anna moaned. Fuck. She began to shiver. “He’s good, isn’t he?” Justin noted. He teased her with his cock, dragging it over her lips. Anna swallowed it with greed. “Fuck.” Justin growled like an animal. His hips arched to match the rhythm of her sucking. “Just like that, babe. Deeper, yeah, just like that…” Anna wanted to take Justin’s whole erection but the immense pleasure that Matt was giving her distracted her attention. His treacherous tongue that she knew all too well swirled inside her, causing pure ecstasy to swallow her in a whirlwind of lust. Her knees weakened. She wanted to collapse. The pleasure rose in a fevered pitch. Higher and higher. Anna closed her eyes. She was close. Her body tensed, preparing for the storm that was yet to come. “I don’t think so.” Matt stopped tongue fucking her. He spanked her ass. “You can’t come before we all do.” The spank stung. But it was strangely addictive. Anna protested with a mouthful of Justin’s cock. Her voice was muffled. “I’ve tasted you. Now turn over and taste mine,” Matt commanded. Anna released Justin’s cock. She turned around and faced Matt. The sight of his erection made her ravenous. She was surprised by her own wantonness. Maybe her mates’ perverseness had really started rubbing off on her. Anna palmed Matt’s cock, squeezing his veined shaft. She gave him a long lick from balls to tip. “Holy shit,” Matt hissed, his eyes widening. He fisted her hair as his chest heaved. She took it she was doing something right. He seemed to love being worshipped like this. She licked him again. This time, she did it slowly, baptising his shaft with her saliva, pausing twice to give him a light nibble on his fevered flesh. Matt groaned loudly, ranting in a foreign language she didn’t recognise. He quivered. His breathing became erratic. Anna swallowed her amusement, but she couldn’t help feeling proud. Matt, the warrior, was quivering. And she’d made him like that. “No more games. Taste me. You don’t want to keep Ralph waiting, do you?” “Don’t worry about me. I’m enjoying the show.” Ralph leaned against Justin’s desk, stroking himself.

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Anna flicked her tongue across Matt’s huge cockhead. She siphoned his precum, surprised to find he tasted different from Justin. Matt was salty with a slightly spicy aftertaste. Addictive. She sucked him hard, wanting her reward. Matt stiffened, his jaw clenching. His grip on her hair tightened. His breath laboured. Anna choked the base of his cock and increased her suckling, greedy for his succulent cream. He moaned. A burst of brackish flavour flooded her mouth. Matt mumbled a string of gibberish. Sweat beaded his temples. His face strained in delirious ecstasy. “Enough,” Matt moaned. His voice sounded hoarse. “I don’t want to come yet. I will if you keep doing this.” Anna let go of his cock. “Rain check on that.” “Promise, promise.” Ralph slipped behind her. “My turn.” He made her lie flat on her back. Anna obeyed. The marble floor felt cold on her skin, but inside her, lust burnt like a raging wildfire. Ralph knelt next to her head and presented his cock to suck. Anna took the sweet offering with delight. She plunged her mouth on his hard erection and devoured his creamy elixir. “Shit.” Ralph gasped. His body tensed. His cock pulsed between her lips. Like Matt, Anna heard him mumbling in Azurian until it seemed he could no longer take the torture and decided on a little payback in return. Ralph lurched over her and pushed her thighs open. The next second, her heart felt as if it wanted to jump into her throat when she felt his tongue skim her wet lips. Her pussy contracted. Her juice seeped. Ralph noticed it and licked her clean. He growled as he hunted more of her cream. His tongue plunged deeply, ravaging her opening. His teeth scraped her sensitive flesh, causing shards of pleasure to surge through her spine. Anna writhed, feeling frustrated. Ralph teased her with light twirls. Tender nips. She needed to come badly. She needed to be filled. With their cocks. Anna spat Ralph’s cock out of her mouth. “Fuck me, please.” “Sure, babe.” Ralph dipped his tongue inside her and tongue-fucked her with such mastery, a burgeoning need threatened to erupt. She waited with sheer frustration. Still, it wasn’t enough.

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“Fuck me with your cock.” Anna choked Ralph’s shaft with her hand to get her message through. “Fuck!” Ralph heaved. His laugh followed. “Easy.” He changed positions, sitting on the cold floor. “Come ride me.” Anna sat up and swung a leg over to straddle him. He seized her hips and yanked her down, grinding his erection against her wet sex. Waves of shivers swept through her. Her pussy clenched upon contact, anticipating. His cock pulsed against her nether lips. Ralph lifted her up, positioning the tip of his cock on her entrance. Anna braced both hands on his shoulders. His cockhead speared her open. Ralph thrust and he slipped in deliciously. God. The thick, satisfying sensation filled her. Her pussy quivered around his granitehard flesh. Anna exhaled a long breath, savouring the sinful sensations that engulfed her whole. Ralph grimaced, lips peeling upwards revealing his pearly white teeth. His eyes bore up to her with fervent intensity. “Heavenly. You feel so wet and hot. God, I love it.” Fuck. She loved it too. The tight walls of her vagina clasped against his cock. She could feel every ridge of his veined shaft, grinding her wet cunt, causing morsels of pleasure to explode within her. Especially when he started to fuck her with short jabbing thrusts. Shit. She began to lose her mind. Anna moaned. When she got too aroused, the breathless sound of her moans turned into a string of feverish wails that often drove her lovers wild, as Justin and Ralph had confessed to her one time. The moment Ralph heard her that way, he began thrusting into her faster and harder. “Yes.” Anna closed her eyes. “Make me come…” To her dismay, Ralph stopped. “Don’t think so. Not before we all do.” Anna growled in frustration. “Bend over a little.” Justin’s voice loomed behind her. Sharp and impatient. He seized her shoulders and pushed her down. One hand pressed on the small of her back. The other skimmed the curve of her ass. Anna stifled a breath when Justin parted her ass cheek. His thumb brushed over her anus. She looked over her shoulder and saw Justin squeeze a generous dollop of lube from a tube. Cool gel was slathered on her forbidden entrance.

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Anna exhaled a deep breath. The raunchy, tawdry feeling crept inside her. Her mind buzzed with excitement. Justin lubricated himself generously. He knelt and pressed his body against her back. A wanton shiver curled at the base of her spine when he licked the shell of her ear. The tip of his cock kissed her anus. Her sphincter instinctively contracted. “Relax,” Justin cooed. He grabbed her hips and anchored her to stay still. He pushed. Anna mewled. His huge cockhead speared her open. The defiant ring of her muscles resisted at first, but then gave up when Justin persisted. He plunged in. Her eyes flew wide open. “Oh.” The unadulterated ecstasy left her speechless for a moment. Justin tugged and pushed in, working his long, fat cock into her tight asshole. Anna unconsciously clawed Ralph shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. Her mind scattered to the four winds. The thick, lewd sensation, so addictive that she was sure she would go mad if Justin ever decided to stop, enslaved her body and soul. The way he tried burying himself in to his hilt, accompanied by his faint curse of frustration, and a growl of victory when he finally succeeded took her mind on a roller coaster ride of pure ecstasy. Anna gulped a lungful of air, her body quivering. She couldn’t believe how good her mates made her feel. Pure ecstasy burst within her when Ralph began to move again and Justin matched him in cadence. They sped up, leaving Anna panting like a fish out of water. A storm of pleasure gathered in the distance, promising her one galvanic orgasm that she wasn’t sure she could survive. Matt grabbed her face and muffled her with a deep, long kiss as his brothers pounded her relentlessly. As she thought she would die from lack of oxygen, Matt gave her a chance to breathe. But not for long. He rose and proffered his cock for her to take. “Finish me off, sharime.” Anna sucked him without thinking. Greedily. Matt held her face steady as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. Anna wanted to take him deeper, swallowing him whole, but he resisted as if he didn’t want her to choke. Anna growled. “Give me…” Her voice was muffled by his cock. “Shit.” Matt flinched when Anna plunged her mouth until his cock head slid past her throat.

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Anna arranged her breathing as Matt understood what she wanted. He fucked her mouth as hard as his brothers were fucking her. A burst of salty flavour, laced with his signature of spiciness flooded her mouth. Her body tensed as she started to ascend to orgasm. Her pussy and ass contracted around her mates’ hard shafts. Justin noticed it and murmured urgently, “Not yet, Anna. Not before we do. Hold it for a little longer.” She didn’t think she could do that. The thick torrent of pleasure started to incapacitate her. All she could do was surrender. Justin quickened his thrusts. Ralph rutted in madness. Matt went frantic fucking her mouth. Her heart drummed erratically. Her ears rang. She was so close. Faintly, she heard Justin murmur something in Azurian and he pounded thrice more before he ejaculated. Then Anna was no longer paying attention. A violent orgasm claimed her. Unmercifully. Red-hot fire burst before her eyes. Her breath was cut off from her lungs. She thought she was dying. Her world blackened at the height of her rapture. She soared free. Anna didn’t know how long she had been trapped in the oblivion, but when she floated back to Earth, she found herself lying on her back on the cold floor. Her mouth tasted salty from Matt’s cum. She swallowed every precious drop. Her sight filled with nothing but shades of grey. She started to panic. “I can’t see you…” From their body heat, she knew her mates were beside her. “Don’t worry, it will take a few minutes to get back to normal.” Ralph’s voice responded. “You’ve come too high, it interrupted the blood flow to your retinas.” “No shit.” Anna let out a nervous laugh. She’d never imagined a climax could feel that way. Anna blinked, waiting for her vision to return. It did, gradually. Three handsome faces emerged before her. They all looked worried. “You okay?” Ralph asked. “Yes. I can see you now. That was wicked. You think we can do it again?” “I think we’ve created a sex monster,” Matt noted, amusement filling his voice. “Hey, not my fault. You are a bad influence.” Anna sat up. Ralph helped her.

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Justin leant down and kissed the tip of her nose. “When in Azura, sharime. We still need to pack a few things before we can leave New York.” When in Azura. The promise sounded so sweet. The beginning of her new adventure. With her mates. Anna smiled broadly, feeling giddy with anticipation. “I can’t wait.”

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