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desire for completion sharp and sweet. She whimpered and used all her energy to try and force her climax to come to her.
    Drew shifted and used his fingers to brush against her slit, back and forth. He grasped her clit, and just one stroke of that nub of flesh made Julia fly apart. The orgasm washed over her in a pulsing wave of pleasure, each spasm sexy and sensuous, loading her body with tiny atoms of happy.
    Drew’s grunt, the way he held himself solidly inside her told her he joined her over the edge of rapture.
    The sensation of his hot seed spurting inside of her made her shiver, and gave her another few pulses of bliss.
    Julia grinned when Drew collapsed on top of her. His sweat covered her back, his panting breath bathed her neck, and his heat warmed her right to her bones.
    “Thank you.” He kissed her shoulder and sighed.
    “You’re welcome, though I really think I should thank you. After all, I just laid here and let you do all the work.”
    “I’ll let you ride the top next time, kitten.” He kissed her shoulder again, and then eased off her, staying close so that he stretched out beside her. “Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. Do you want company in the shower?”
    Julia rolled over so she could face him. “I’d love company in the shower. It’s always a good idea to conserve our natural resources.”
    Drew grinned. “You’re such a forward-thinking woman.”
    Julia appreciated that her lover accommodated her desire for a light and playful mood. But she didn’t kid herself that this kind of banter would last.
    These two Navy SEALs had already made it clear—to her and to a few others in town—that what they wanted with her wasn’t a casual dalliance, but a forever kind of love.
    Julia was all for a forever kind of love, in theory. What she didn’t want was a forever kind of domination. Just the thought of being bossed around for the rest of her life was enough to make her want to shave her head and join a convent.
    Devon and Drew certainly had shown themselves more than adept at behaving like alpha males. They’d all but given a Tarzan yell and beat their chests last night when they’d brought her to their bed.
    A lifetime of enduring her brothers’ bossy behavior had cured her of whatever need she might have had for strong, domineering men. And in truth, she’d seen enough relationships amongst her cousins and aunts and uncles that she knew that wasn’t the way most relationships worked in Lusty.
    There may be a few bedroom games played here and there involving shackles and submissive feminine murmurs of “yes, master.” But those were games only, and not the reality.
    What these two macho males needed was a real tour of the town, beginning with a walk through the Lusty Historical Society’s museum, and ending with meeting some of her family.
    After that, whether or not she and the men would be able to come to terms would remain to be seen. It would all come down, she supposed, to just what their expectations of a permanent relationship with her might be like.
     
    * * * *

    Dev couldn’t help but grin as he heard the shower go on. Earlier, he’d heard Julia’s shrieking laughter and Drew’s deeper tones. It pleased him to know the woman he loved was as drawn to his best friend as she was to him.
    During those tense few days in Afghanistan, when the two of them had been vigilant, waiting for reinforcements or death—whichever came first—it was thoughts of Julia, of the two of them settling down with her that had kept him sane. He’d mapped a plan in his mind of how things were going to be, and it satisfied him immensely that they were finally moving in the direction that would turn that plan into reality.
    Of course, he knew Julia wasn’t completely sold on the fact that he and Drew were her mates. It would take time, and constant loving, until she accepted what they already understood. The three of them were meant to spend the rest of their lives together.
    The sound