“Don't be so hasty,” Braxton stepped forward to block my path. “If you want to be wooed, you shall be.”
He took my hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing it lingeringly.
“I don't believe I've ever seen such beauty,” Weston purred as he eased up behind me.
I tried to edge away, but Ashton caught me.
“Easy now, kitten.” He set his hands to my waist. “No one will do anything that you don't want.”
“Really?” I asked. “Because it doesn't seem that way. Do you three only know how to fuck?”
They gaped at me again.
“Because,Your Highnesses,” I growled, “there's a big difference between fucking and falling in love.”
“Now, she's talking about love,” Braxton declared as if I was the most unusual woman they'd ever met.
“I won't marry a man I don't love,” I threw the words down like a gauntlet.
“Fuck me,” Weston whispered. “I find myself at a loss. What shall we do, Brothers?”
“May the best man win,” Ashton snarled.
“Or perhapsallof the best men,” Braxton mused. “Why divide our forces when we're so much stronger together?”
“Like when you were sixteen.” Weston smiled.
“And we shared that girl. What was her name?” Ashton asked.
“Bess,” Braxton answered. “It's hard to forget our first foursome.”
“You're a bunch of fools,” I snapped. “You're wasting your lives on lust when you could be finding a woman to treasure.”
“Give us ten minutes to work our lust on you,” Braxton purred, “and I'll bet that you forget all about love.”
“Impossible,” I huffed.
“Ten minutes,” Ashton whispered in my ear. “Are you afraid that you might like it?”
“No, I'm afraid that you might hurt yourself.”
“Oh, my,” Weston sighed. “I believe that's a challenge accepted.”
“No, wait.” I held out a hand, and Weston took it, slipping it into the V of his shirt. “I never said yes to this.”
“Are you saying no?” Ashton nuzzled my cheek and pressed against my side.
I could feel his erection against my thigh. Weston shoved my hand downward roughly, popping the buttons off his shirt, and I felt the sleek planes of his chest, hot beneath my palm.
“I ...”
“Yes?” Braxton's hand slid over my shoulder as he began nibbling my ear.
I moaned, closing my eyes and leaning back against Braxton. His hand continued across my chest and then delved down my bodice. I jerked as he tweaked my nipple.
“Shh,” Ashton murmured against my lips. “Just feel the pleasure.”
Then Ashton was kissing me, his talented tongue tangling with mine as his hips pressed forward. Braxton eased my breast free of my bodice and set his mouth to it, sucking hard on my nipple. Weston pressed in behind me, pulling up my skirts to slide his naked member between my ass cheeks. I sighed, letting Ashton explore my mouth as Weston angled himself between my thighs and began sliding against my opening.
