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“You’re an incredible woman, Evelyn,” Jax murmured.

“Thank you. I’m also hungry. Honestly, if I don’t eat, sex
is out of the question.”

“Are you sore, sugar?”

“Surprisingly, I’m not but I think I may have had too many orgasms
or something. I’m shaky.”

Remy watched the color bleach from her face. She wasn’t
kidding.

“Let’s get her back to bed, Remy,” Jaxon said, drawing back
to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom.

Remy had to admit Jax was strong. Remembering the sodas he’d
taken from the fridge, he went to the sink, washed up and dried off with a
paper towel before grabbing the Cokes from the small countertop and entering
the room.

“Here, sugar,” he said, opening a Coke and handing her the
bottle. “Drink it slow.”

“Thank you,” she replied, accepting it and drinking it
slowly.

“Thanks,” Jaxon said when Remy handed him a Coke, their
fingers touching.

Jax’s fingers were slightly damp. The smell of desert
flowers permeated the air. He must’ve washed his hands in a hurry to look after
Eve. Remy liked knowing Jax really did care about her.

Letting go of Jax, Remy kept the third Coke and perched on
the side of the bed to take a good long drink. Looking at his lovers reclining
back against the headboard, his heart had never been so full of love.

A knock at the suite door interrupted him before he said
words he’d better not say yet. Leaving his Coke on the bedside table, he rushed
into the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel to cover up and went to answer the
door.

A waiter pushed a cart into the room. “Where would you like
this, sir?”

“Just leave it in the middle of the room, I’ll take it from
there,” Remy said.

“Give room service a call when you’d like to have it picked
up and place the cart in the hallway afterward,” the waiter said, pushing it to
the center of the room.

Remy thanked the guy and signed the bill, adding a tip after
lifting the silver dome from the tray and seeing a gigantic bowl of whipped
cream.

Shortly, the waiter left and Remy pushed the cart to the
bedroom, witnessing his lovers kissing each other passionately as he entered.
Stopping and rocking back on his feet, he enjoyed the sight of their mouths
touching and tongues tangling together.

Breaking off from his temporary spell when they drew apart,
he moved forward. Parking the cart next to the bed, Remy plopped on the bed.

“Thought you were hungry, sugar.”

“I am,” Eve said.

“Let’s eat,” Jaxon insisted, easing up onto his haunches and
looking over the fruit and cheese platter. “Perfect, extra whipped cream.”

“Extra,” Eve repeated. “What do we need extra for?”

“You’ll see, baby girl.”

“I can’t wait.”

Neither could Remy. Instead of saying so, he dished up a
plate of sliced cheddar, colby and pepper-jack cheeses and a handful of
crackers, added a generous helping of strawberries, pineapple and seedless
grapes and two dollops of whipped cream. Handing the plate to Eve, he went to
serve Jaxon.

Surprisingly, Jaxon had already begun filling up a plate,
this one for Remy.

“Here you go,” Jax said, handing it over. “Eat, Remy, you
need it as much as Evelyn.”

“You too,” Remy insisted. “Maybe we should create a sex
workout video.”

“That’d be fun. It’d be even better if Jaxon made a how-to
striptease and become ripped video,” Eve said, watching Jaxon make his own
plate.

“You like my body, Evelyn?” Jax asked, selecting cheddar
cheese and heaping a hearty amount of fruit on his plate.

“I love it. If I had my way, I’d bathe you in whipped cream
and lick it off.”

“Now that I could get into, sugar,” Remy agreed, looking his
man up and down.

Taking his plate to his side of the bed, Remy yanked his
towel off with his free hand and climbed into bed next to Eve, propping himself
against the headboard and her shoulder.

“This is nice,” he said, leaning more into her than against
the hard headboard.

“Umm-hmm,” she agreed, making room for Jaxon to take his
place beside her.

For a little while they ate, mainly talking about Dare,
Nevada. Whenever the history of the town came into the equation, Eve perked up,
her curiosity on full display as she asked questions and learned more.

“We really put you through it, huh?” he asked her.

“I’m not complaining, especially now that you’ve fed me,”
she said.

“You need a little more, baby girl.” Jaxon took a strawberry
off his plate, dipped it in whipped cream and offered it to her.

“I’m good,” she told him, but the closer Jax’s fingers and
the berry came to her face, the more she obviously wanted it. “Okay, you win.”

“Open wide, I’ll hold the stem, you take the rest,” Jax
urged, waiting for her to accept the fruit in her mouth.

Her lips parted, all but the stem of the cream-tipped
strawberry disappearing, her eyes widening in delight. She giggled and chewed,
watching Jax pull his hand back so she could enjoy the treat.

“You too, Remington,” Jax insisted, having to scoot to the
edge of the bed to get another strawberry from the serving tray. Fortunately,
Remy had left the cart close enough to the bed that they could put their plates
safely aside and retrieve food whenever they wanted.

But then the placement of the cart didn’t matter once Jaxon
crawled over Eve to offer the freshly dipped berry to Remy. Opening his mouth,
he watched whipped cream slip off the end and plop on his chest. The chill was
instant, exciting him.

“You did that on purpose,” Remy accused.

“Did I?” Jax didn’t look contrite. If anything, he looked
proud of himself for creating a mess. “Well then, might as well continue the
trend.”

“Hey, now wait a minute,” Remy argued even as Jax used the
sticky strawberry to paint whipped cream and red juice all over his chest.

“Here’s another, Jax,” Eve offered, causing Remy’s eyes to
dart to where she’d last been.

Somewhere in the last minute everything changed. She was no
longer against the headboard. She’d gotten up onto her knees and was busy
handing fruit heavily laden with whipped cream to Jaxon.

“Eve, what are you doing?” Remy demanded.

“Watching a Master create a work of art,” she answered, her
eyes locking onto Remy’s chest.

Remy hadn’t looked down until then. He’d been aware of the
chilled fruit and whipped cream, the stickiness and the slickness of it all
sliding over his skin.

He didn’t expect to see a whipped cream ghost painted on his
chest. He’d have had one of them lick it off if it weren’t for taking another
strawberry, biting off the end and trailing it over Remy’s nipple.

Remy’s hips jacked off the mattress. Damn good thing someone
moved their plates away, though he could barely remember when that happened.

He meant to say something to stop the silliness, but speech
was difficult. Jax coated Remy’s other nipple, twirling it around and around.
The whipped cream was cold, slick, making Remy’s nipples harden to taut little
points

Yeah, no, speech wasn’t gonna happen other than a few manly
grunts. Next thing Remy knew, he had Eve plastered to his right side, Jax to
his left.

Then Eve moved with the prowess of siren, her clever mouth
latching onto one nipple and sucking it far harder than he’d expected. He heard
himself growl, felt one of his arms move to grasp her long hair. Running his
fingers through the length, he trapped her right there over his nipple.

“Suck off all that whipped cream and juice, sugar.”

She stopped long enough to hum consent, resuming her tender
sucking and licking. Hell yeah, her licking damn near did him in. His cock
thickened more with every twirl of her clever tongue.

Eve shifted to place herself closer to his other nipple,
sucking it clean. Her breasts smashed into his ghost-painted chest, ruining
Jax’s design. Remy wasn’t going to stop her. Hot fucking damn, she felt good.

A man’s hand grabbed Remy’s cock, slowly jerking him to full
erection. Jax’s grip was strong yet soft, relentless yet knowing the right
amount of pressure to exert. A warm thumb manipulated his foreskin, tucking it
beneath his crown.

“Oh fuck,” he uttered, sensing what was to come before it
happened but unable and unwilling to stop the sensation of berry juice and
whipped cream coating his dick.

“Kiss Remy, baby girl, then get your pretty ass down here
and suck him until he’s clean and hard enough to pound nails,” Jax commanded
their sub.

She sighed and hummed, sucking Remy’s nipple one last time
to be sure she’d cleaned him off before kissing him, giving him a taste of
berry and whipped cream before trailing her mouth down his chest to his groin.

“Don’t suppose either of you care that we’re going to ruin
the sheets?” Remy murmured, trying to be the voice of reason.

“Nada,” Eve uttered softly now that she’d planted herself
between Remy’s legs.

Just as Jaxon ordered, she took hold of his cock, lovingly
working him. She wasn’t satisfied with that. She gripped him, turning her
clever little tongue loose on his rod, licking off whipped cream and strawberry
juice.

“Umm, delicious,” she murmured between licks.

“You have a clever mouth, sugar,” Remy heard himself say.

Jax stretched out along Remy’s side, his mouth seeking
Remy’s nipple, sucking on it with such strength, he jerked Remy right off the
mattress.

This was too good, the best of both words. Jaxon and Eve,
licking and sucking and doing a mighty fine job of it. Jax moved to his other
nipple, giving it a thorough sucking before he got busy cleaning away the
remainder of whipped cream from Remy’s chest.

Eve’s mouth parted over Remy’s crown, slipping down and
taking him in. Bobbing her head, she played and sucked, licking his glans when
she drew up and almost off, paying particular attention to his urethral
opening.

Damn, he loved when she did that. Loved it more when she
sucked and nibbled at the underside before drawing on his cock head so hard, he
saw stars.

“Suck me, love, take me as deep as you can,” he commanded of
her, thrusting up at her, fucking her mouth, losing control.

Eve adjusted her position, swallowing him deeper than she’d
done before. Loving what she was doing, he growled when Jax abandoned his
nipples. Though Remy shouldn’t have worried, Jax was heading south to hopefully
join up with Eve.

Suddenly, Eve backed off. Remy lifted his head, shocked at
the love he felt simply watching his lovers meet in a sexy kiss before touching
their mouths to his crown.

Together, they worked his cock, pleasure was surreal. Eve’s
mouth slid down one side, Jaxon on the other, their tongues working madly.

“Condom, baby girl, now,” Jax urged, his voice deep, dark,
unbelievably sexy.

Eve retreated long enough to grab a condom from the bed.
There’d been a few from their first go-round. She ripped open the package,
pulled the condom out and rolled it onto Remy’s cock.

As soon as his dick was sheathed in latex, Jax picked her up
off her knees, carefully turning her around until she was flat on the bed
looking up at ceiling. Taken by how beautiful she was, he breathed in deeply,
wanting nothing more than to see to her pleasure.

“Get on her, Remington, fuck her. She needs you,” Jax
encouraged, spreading Eve’s legs for her.

Remy shifted up to his knees, climbing into place on top of
her. He was a big man, but he knew exactly how to steady himself to keep from
crushing her beneath him.

Jaxon parted her thighs a bit more, running his hand back
and forth between Remy’s dick and Eve’s cunt. Eve arched her hips upward, her
mouth opened in a silent O, need making her skin flush pink and hot.

Entering her on a slow, measured glide, Remy marveled at how
well they fit together. Her sheath was warm, her silken muscles slick enough to
accept his generous size, surrounding him in her snug vaginal grip.

Busy thrusting, he welcomed the feel of her arms coming up
and around his shoulders, bracing herself…or maybe bracing him. Wedging himself
farther up onto his arms, he looked down to where he and Eve where joined,
discovering Jax’s hand working Eve’s clit with the precision of a Master hell
bent on driving pleasure, hers and Remy’s.

Eve cried out, trying to roll around, pleading for Remy to
move faster, harder. Turning his head to look at Jax, he caught his lover’s
eye. Heat flared, threatening to send Remy over the edge.

Then he knew why Jaxon stared at him so intently. A plea
resided in the other man’s violet eyes, a plea Remy desperately wanted to
accept.

Wanting Jax beyond reason, he nodded consent, continuing to
make love to Eve. No sooner than he thrust into Eve, Remy felt Jax move away,
followed by the sound of tearing foil and generous squirts of lubricant.

Keeping his attention on Eve, Remy gave as much of his cock
as she could take, withdrew on a slow, slow glide, slamming home again,
stilling right there.

A warm male body moved up behind Remy. A gentle, wet hand
landed on his backside. “I’ll take you slowly at first. Keep on loving our
Evelyn, love her good.”

“Always,” Remy assured.

“Oh god, Jax, please, I want to feel you fuck him,” Eve
murmured, yanking Remy’s head down for a kiss.

Umm, she was delicious, tasting of berries, cream and sex. A
better combination he couldn’t fathom until Jax’s lube-slickened fingers worked
their way into his asshole.

Bearing down and taking a deep breath, Remy fucked Eve while
Jax finger-fucked him. Jax’s fingers felt great, the burn gone behind the
pleasure of being filled and the anticipation of what was to come, Jax’s cock.

“Are you ready, Remy?” Jax asked, his voice coming close to
Remy’s ear.

“Yes,” he granted, lowering his head to Eve’s shoulder,
nuzzling into the crook of her neck, kissing her there. Her arms tightened
around his shoulders, her hips stilling.