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forehead. "You were worth the wait."
    "She's perfect," Kent agreed and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder. "Better than I could ever believe."
    Safe with the sound of their hearts beating in her ears, she fell asleep.

Chapter Five
     
    "Princess," a warm and deep voice said in her ear, "time to wake up."
    "No," she mumbled and tugged the arm holding her from behind closer around her. Low and delicious, the men's laughter washed through her and made her smile. "I think we should stay here forever."
    "What will we eat?" Kent asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.
    "Grass," she replied and threw her leg over Asher's hip.
    "What about when it snows," he asked in a teasing voice as Asher ran his rough palm up and down her leg.
    "You two are so hot you would melt it." The moon dipped lower on the horizon, but deep night still darkened the field. "What time is it?"
    "One a.m.," Asher said, and his deep voice caressed her. There wasn't a word to explain how happy she was, how utterly content and blissed out. Over the last few months, her crush had deepened and now there was no denying it. She was in love with both of them. No matter what happened, she would never give up her men.
    "We have to get going," Kent added. "And you talked in your sleep again."
    This news made her tense and an unwelcome ribbon of fear streaked through her joy. "What did I say?"
    "You repeated instructions." Asher soothed her and Kent scooted closer. His cock began to stiffen against her bottom, and her nipples hardened into points. She didn't need a hypnotic suggestion to want these men. Their mere presence made her hot.
    "We know who the person is that bugged your house and the Sanjit."
    "Who?" She started to sit up, and they pulled her back down into the haven of their arms.
    "You," Asher said and quickly continued, "They gave you bugs and you installed them in the computers, phones and rooms of your house."
    "Oh no!" she gasped.
    "It's not good, but it's also not bad," Kent said as he stroked her face. "The bugs must have been there for less than two days. We just swept the house and would have found them. You aren't a very good spy, even under hypnotic influence."
    "No one's going to believe me," she moaned. "I'm going to rot in prison."
    Asher stood and tugged on his boxers. Even as distressed as she was, the sight of his magnificent body made her pussy clench. Kent felt her reaction and chuckled. "Better get dressed quick, or our Princess may jump you."
    Arrogance filled Asher's smile as he stretched out with his arms above his head. Her mouth went dry and her grip on Kent's arm tightened. She tried to shift her hips against him, to slide that hard length pressing between her full cheeks into her pussy.
    Kent groaned and rolled away. "You're temptation itself." He turned his back on her and tugged his shorts on. "We need to get to Mr. Jerry's."
    "Who's Mr. Jerry?" she asked as Asher tossed her clothes to her He had good eyes to be able to find them in the moonlight.
    "We were best friends with his son in the service," Kent said with a note of sadness in his voice.
    "What service?" she asked while wiggling into her shorts. To her satisfaction, she noted Asher's attention was totally focused on her breasts bouncing as she moved.
    Tension filled Asher's voice. "We'll talk about that later. Right now we need to figure out how to convince Mr. Jerry you're innocent."
    Draping the blanket over her arm, she said, "But why is it so important he think I'm innocent."
    "Mr. Jerry, before he retired, was one of the top men in the FBI. He'll have secure ways of backing up what we learned, and getting in touch with the right people."
    Kent took the blanket from her arms and held her hand. Asher grabbed her other hand and they strolled back to the car. Glancing at each man, she enjoyed the way they moved. Graceful, predatory, they surveyed the world with a delicious arrogance. The joy of the simple outside show of affection in holding her hands made her