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they’d managed to make her forget for a moment that she was every bit as naked as they were. He couldn’t. Her breasts were lovely, round globes, topped with cotton-candy pink nipples. Her belly was slightly rounded, womanly. Her mound was cloaked in fine, pale curls. Everywhere he looked was soft and feminine, and since he’d held her, he knew the scent of her was just as sweet.
    Mace patted the white wool carpet. “Come on down. Enjoy the fire.”
    “I’m not cold,” Ellie shot back.
    “Sure about that?” he asked, his eyebrows waggling while his gaze zeroed on her nipples.
    Ellie’s pretty breasts lifted, and she looked down as well. “That’s not because they’re cold,” she said, her tone tart.
    Killian pushed through the swinging door leading into the kitchen, bottles dangling from his fingers. “Beer, anyone?”
    Now, Johnny had never been particularly shy about nudity around his brothers. And there had been occasions, usually when they skinny-dipped in the creek, when a hard-on had become the butt of some raunchy jokes, but he found it damned uncomfortable joining the rest of them as they lounged casually on the floor, dicks tapping their bellies while they all stared at the same woman.
    A woman who seemed to have just as little of the modesty she’d complained his brothers didn’t possess.
    She sat between the twins, her legs straight and drawn together, toes pointing toward the fire. “It does so itch,” she groused.
    “You could sit on something a little less furry,” Jason said, waggling his eyebrows.
    “Guess I could,” she said, rolling her eyes. “But then, I wouldn’t exactly be resting, would I?”
    “Think you couldn’t relax? Drink a beer, sitting right on my lap?”
    Her jaw dropped, but then so did her eyelids as she not-so-subtly studied his brother’s impressive erection. “On your…lap?”
    “I didn’t stutter.”
    Johnny growled and prowled into the room.
    Killian dangled a beer from his fingers. The wicked gleam in his eyes spelled mischief. “Wanna make a bet who moves first?”
    Johnny’s cock jerked, bobbing to the beat of his heart. Something he couldn’t attempt to hide without his brothers laughing their asses off.
    He strode toward Ellie, looming over her, willing her to keep her gaze locked with his, rather than stroking over his cock as she had his brother. If she did, he couldn’t be sure he’d hold it together.
    “Maybe she’d be safer with Johnny,” Killian said, crimping his lips together.
    Mace grimaced. “Just when I thought I’d get to be the first.”
    Johnny felt his breaths coming faster, steam rising off his hot skin.
    “I get choices, right?” she said, her expression every bit as mischievous as Killian’s at the moment.
    Johnny knew he’d been maneuvered. That everyone in the room had made sure he couldn’t back down from the challenge. He reached to the side, felt the cold bottle slap against his palm. He waited as Mace scooted away, then he knelt beside her and stretched out his legs. He took a slow sip of his beer.
    Her expression lost its sass, color washing over her cheeks, down her neck to her breasts. A hand lifted to press against her belly.
    Killian stepped beside her. “Go ahead and take your seat, sweetheart. I have your bottle right here.”
    “Oh hell.” She blew out a deep breath, her lips pursing.
    Killian took her hand and urged her toward Johnny.
    She gulped, but tossed back her hair. Then she came up on her knees and leaned toward Johnny, not meeting his steady stare as she gripped his shoulders and climbed over him. Her knees snuggled close to his hips. Her pussy poised over his sex.
    He could feel her heat against the tip of his cock. He held himself rigid, waiting for her to take him inside her.
    Her hand was cold when it wrapped around him and pointed it toward her entrance. Her whole body shivered. Her eyes closed, and she sank over the tip, taking him into her body.
    She was so wet, so hot inside, he