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Lan’s fingers pinched her clit and the orgasm was on her,
more powerful than anything she’d felt before. She screamed with the pleasure,
her whole body going nuclear. She felt Dane come, his big body shuddering as he
spilled hot jets inside her.

And then Cooper thrust up, his cock surging and spilling,
heating her.

She collapsed onto Cooper, Dane at her back. There wasn’t
any room for fear now. She laid her head on Cooper’s chest as Dane rolled off,
sliding to her side and wrapping an arm around her. Lan smiled down at her.

Dane’s hand found her belly, his palm resting over the spot
where their baby lay. “Get used to this. No more sleeping alone for you.”

Tears filled her eyes even as her body still pulsed with the
love they’d made.

She wouldn’t be alone again. Not ever.

Eleven months later

The palace was filled with cries. They seemed to ring down
the hallways at all hours of the night. The babies, born so close together,
seemed to know when the other was awake, and they would yell out in chorus as
though they were linked.

Alea heard Matin start to cry and wondered how long it would
be before Piper’s son howled in sympathy. Sabir, the future sheikh of
Bezakistan, was a few months older than Alea’s baby, but he was already turning
over and trying to watch out for his cousin.

Alea picked up her sweet Mat and cuddled him, hoping to
settle him down before the whole palace was up.

“Hey, baby, just bring him into bed.” Lan stood in the
doorway yawning.

She glanced at the rocker. “I can nurse him in here and then
the three of you can get some sleep.”

Coop strode up, looking over Lan’s shoulder. His face lit up
when he saw Mat. “We don’t sleep when you’re not around. Come on. Bring Matty
to bed. You know he’ll be up for an hour. Besides, it’s close to dawn and we
have to prepare for the trip to New York. The plane leaves in four hours. We
can sleep on the plane.”

She heard Dane’s laugh as he joined them. “Sleep on the
plane? With two babies? You are an eternal optimist, man. Besides, I just
turned on the news and you’re never going to believe what I saw.”

She still wasn’t in love with reporters, but she followed
her men into their bedroom to hear the latest. The nursery was a new addition
to their wing in the palace. It made nursing her very hungry little guy so much
easier. She settled on to the bed and saw that Dane had paused one of the
morning shows. She’d barely uncapped her nursing bra before Mat had latched on
and was enthusiastically sucking. He was a world champion nurser. She smiled
down at his tuft of dark hair. He was the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Are they covering the speech at the UN?”

She was due to talk about human trafficking in front of the
United Nations Council as a part of her organization’s push to raise awareness.
All during her pregnancy she’d worked hard. She’d grown the charity with her
new friends and she’d seen a counselor who helped her break through the chains
she’d been in since that terrible day. And she’d basked in the love of her
husbands.

Sometimes bad things happened to the right people. Dane had
told her that. Sometimes terrible things happened, but when the right person
pushed through and found the other side, she could be a hand to lead others.
She could be a voice for those who had none.

“They won’t cover your speech until Wednesday, baby. I have
a whole lineup of interviews for you. Don’t give me that look. You have to do
them.” Dane had taken over a position with the charity, organizing and planning
her appearances. He was a whiz at getting her the best spots. “No, this is
about our old friends at Anthony Anders Investigations.”

He clicked the remote and the broadcast began.

Dominic Anthony and the Anders brothers, Lawson and Riley.
She hadn’t talked to them in a couple of months. They had sent Mat a lovely
baby gift, but from what she understood, they were involved in a big case.

A picture of a beautiful blonde in a designer wedding gown
filled the screen.

“Heiress Kinley Kohl was kidnapped yesterday afternoon from
her hotel room in New York City. She was preparing for her five o’clock wedding
to the controversial tycoon Greg Jansen. FBI sources have been quietly
investigating Jansen for possible criminal activity, but no charges have been
filed. At first Miss Kohl was considered a runaway bride, but security camera
footage shows the bride in a laundry bin, being hauled out of the hotel by two
men dressed as employees.”

The grainy security footage flashed on. It was of two men
rolling a large laundry cart down a hallway. The top of the cart opened and a
woman’s head popped out, complete with a veil. She shook a fist and tried to
climb out, but one of the men stuffed a rag over her face, and she relaxed in
his arms. He was deeply tender as he placed her back in the bin, smoothing the
veil down so it didn’t cover her face. The men seemed to argue for a moment,
and then the camera caught a face.

“Holy shit, that’s Law,” Cooper said, staring at the TV.

“It could be Riley. They look so alike.” Lan looked closer.
“Nah, you’re right. Only Law can look that mean. Damn. I figured they were
serious about finding a woman to share, but I didn’t think they would kidnap
one.”

The report went on, naming the Anders brothers and their
boss, Dominic Anthony, as the men responsible for the heiress’s abduction.

“Something’s up with them. Damn, but I would like to know
what,” Dane said with a wolfish grin. “I’ll have to see if I can get in touch
when we get to the States. Well, if they haven’t already been arrested, that
is.”

“Maybe we can offer them asylum in Bezakistan,” Cooper
offered.

Alea frowned. “They just kidnapped a woman.”

But she didn’t buy it. She’d gotten to know those men. They
were rough but very gentle around women. Dominic had offered his services to
her organization, and all three had put in hours of work to shut down
trafficking and bring girls home to their families. If they’d taken Kinley
Kohl, it was for a good reason.

Alea smiled at Dane. “Give him a call. See if we can help.”

It was what she did now. She helped and she opened her
heart. She was so much richer for it.

The baby in her arms wriggled, and she settled in. She had a
few hours to be warm and peaceful with her guys. Lan cuddled up beside her as
Dane started talking about all their plans. Cooper got under the covers, his
hand cupping Mat’s little head.

Dane stopped at the end of the bed, staring at them. “Hey,
have I told you you’re beautiful today?”

Tears filled her eyes. He said it every single day, and
every day she held the words to her heart and believed them just a little more.
She nodded and blew him a kiss.

She was a princess by title, but her men had turned her into
a queen.

* * * *

Read on for excerpts from Shayla Black, Lexi Blake, and
Jayne Rylon.

Ours To Love
–
A Wicked Lovers Novel

by Shayla Black

Coming May 7

Between two brothers…

Xander Santiago spent years living it up as a billionaire
playboy. Never given a chance to lead his family business in the boardroom, he
became a Master in the bedroom instead. His older brother inherited the company
and worked tirelessly to make it an empire. But while the cutthroat corporate
espionage took its toll on Javier, nothing was as devastating as the seemingly
senseless murder of his wife. It propelled him into a year of punishing rage
and guilt…until Xander came to his rescue.

Comes an irresistible woman …

Eager to rejuvenate Javier’s life, Xander shanghais him to
Louisiana where they meet the beautiful London McLane. After surviving a decade
of tragedy and struggle, London is determined to make a fresh start—and these
sexy billionaire brothers are more than willing to help. In every way. And
London is stunned to find herself open to every heated suggestion…and
desperately hoping that her love will heal them.

And inescapable danger …

But a killer with a hidden motive is watching, on a
single-minded mission to destroy everything the Santiago brothers hold dear,
especially London. And as fear and desire collide, every passionate beat of her
heart could be her last.

For more information,
pre-order links, and a preview of the first chapter visit shaylablack.com/.

by
Shayla Black

Available now!

Retired military colonel Caleb Edgington has spent two long years
trying to achieve the most important mission objective of his life—but not
behind enemy lines. He’s trying to capture a woman with a broken heart. Having
lost at love once, he understands being gun shy. The residual fears from
Carlotta Buckley’s nasty divorce have stood between them, but he’s done with
that. And he’s got the perfect strategy to lure her in…

Carlotta never thought she’d fall in love again. Once
bitten, she’s now more than twice shy. And Caleb is everything she can’t
handle—fierce, relentless, uncompromising…sexual. She’s managed to mostly avoid
him, but now his son and her daughter need their help. Can Caleb and the spirit
of the season convince her that she’s ready to take a chance on love again?

Excerpt:

“You deserve to be protected and pampered, Lottie. You
deserve someone who will be happy to indulge your whims every now and then just
for the pleasure of seeing you smile. And you need someone willing to make sure
you take care of yourself properly.”

Carlotta seemed to hold her breath. She blinked at him. “I
am too old now for matters of the heart. I have two beautiful grandsons and—”

“And if you finish that sentence, you won’t like what comes
next. You are not old.” He gritted his teeth, his palm itching to meet her
backside. Hell, he hadn’t felt an urge to punish a woman this way in years…
None of them had mattered enough to try. “Do you hear me, Lottie?”

“Caleb, stop. I know that I am no longer young. Once I was
pretty, like my Kata.”

“You’re still so goddamn beautiful it makes me hurt to hear
that you think otherwise. If you’d give me half a chance, I’d exhaust myself
proving over and over how incredibly lovely I think you are.”

A pretty rosy flush crept up her cheeks. “I am far too old
for sex.”

Caleb snorted. Is that what she thought? “Wanna bet? I
guarantee you that I could make you think otherwise.”

For more information,
pre-order links, and a preview of the first chapter visit shaylablack.com/.

by Lexi Blake

Available now!

A Man with a Past…

Liam O’Donnell fled his native Ireland years ago after one
of his missions ended in tragedy and he was accused of killing several of his
fellow agents. Shrouded in mystery, Liam can’t remember that fateful night. He
came to the United States in disgrace, seeking redemption for crimes he may or
may not have committed. But the hunt for an international terrorist leads him
to London and right back into the world he left behind.

A Woman Looking for a
Future…

Avery Charles followed her boss to London, eager to help the
philanthropist with his many charities. When she meets a mysterious man who
promises to show her London’s fetish scene, she can’t help but indulge in her
darkest fantasies. Liam becomes her Dom, her protector, her lover. She opens
her heart and her home to him, only to discover he’s a man on a mission and
she’s just a means to an end.

When Avery’s boss leads them to the traitorous Mr. Black,
Liam must put together the puzzle of his past or Avery might not have a future…

Excerpt:

“I want you.” She wanted him so badly. She just didn’t trust
that he could possibly want her.

“No, you don’t, but you will.” He stepped back and tucked
his shirt in. “We’re going to do this my way. We tried yours and it didn’t
work, so I’m taking control. I should have done it in the first place. If I
thought you had some, I would tell you to change into fet wear, but you don’t
happen to have a corset and some PVC hiding in that closet, do you?”

“I don’t know what PVC is,” she admitted, her heart aching a
little. “I don’t think this is a good idea, Lee. I don’t think I can be what
you need. I’m not experienced, and what experience I have wasn’t very good.
Don’t get me wrong. I loved my husband, but the sex wasn’t spectacular. I think
I’m just one of those women who can’t be sexy. I was trying to please you, but
I couldn’t.”

Even in the dim light, she could see him staring, assessing.
“And I think you’re one of those women who can’t stop thinking long enough to
let her body take over. Look, Avery, the sex you’ve had happened with a kid.
Was your husband older than you? More experienced?”

She shook her head. They had both been virgins.

“Then you have no idea what it can be like. I look at sex
differently than most people. It’s an exchange, and it should be good for both
parties. I don’t want you to spread your legs and let me have you because you
want someone to hold you. If you want me to hold you, ask me. I want you to
spread your legs because you can’t wait another single second for my cock. I
want that pussy ripe and ready and weeping for a big dick to split it wide and
have its way. I want your nipples to peak because I walk into a room and you
remember every dirty thing I can do to them. I want you to want me. I can make
you crave me. I don’t want some drive-by fucking that gets me off and I forget
it five minutes later. I want to fuck all night long. I want to feel it all the
next day because my cock got so used to being deep inside your body. If that’s
what you want, then get dressed in the sexiest thing you own and agree that I’m
the boss when it comes to sex.” He turned and walked out. “I’ll give you five
minutes to decide. I’ll be waiting in your living room. If you really want me,
you’ll dress exactly how I’ve told you to dress and you’ll present yourself to
me for inspection. And Avery, no bra and no underwear. You won’t need them.”