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  Simon chuckled, but it was a thoroughly unattractive sound. “You’re a damn fool if you thought we wouldn’t. I called too. I must have left a hundred messages. You never called me back.”

  Charli hugged herself. “I needed time.”

  He nodded, his back still turned. “That’s what Eric said. And we all agreed to give it to you.” He walked over to her couch and hung his head in his hands.

  She wanted to go to him. To wrap her arms around him and tell him everything would be all right, the way he always had for her. But she held back. It wasn’t her place anymore.

  He lifted his head to pierce her with his beautiful blue eyes. “Two weeks, Charli? Two weeks with no word, not even a stupid email. And now you have a lawyer call Lee and tell him you want to sell out of the business? Our business, Chuck? The one we dreamed up together?”

  He stood, shaking his head. “You’re wrong. Eric’s wrong. You don’t need time. What you need is a spanking.”

  She stepped back. He wouldn’t. She studied his expression and retreated a bit more. Oh yes he would. “Look, Simon, I just think this would be the best for everyone if we—”

  “No. Don’t you say another word. Not until you hear me out.” He started pacing. Pacing. Simon didn’t pace. “I was trying to wake you up. Show you how good we could be together. I thought if we were somewhere foreign, different, you’d let down your guard enough to… Hell, I don’t know. I was desperate. We all were.”

  Wait a minute. “Simon, what are you talking about? It was Connie and Aunt Kelly who set up the race, right? You were just as surprised as I was.”

  “No. Eric and Rafael were just as surprised as you were. I was the one who suggested the idea to the others. I thought I had all the bases covered, even finding that Tim guy in the ship’s bar and convincing him to make that bet. You never could resist a bet.”

  He ran a shaky hand through his hair and the ice wall she’d spent two weeks building around her heart melted a little. She’d never seen Simon vulnerable before. She stepped closer. “Why?” She had to hear him say it.

  “The same reason for every damn thing I’ve done since the sixth grade, Chuck. The same reason I get up each morning looking forward to going to work. The reason my heart beats. For you, Charli. Because I love you.”

  She took another step. “What about Eric and Raf? Why did you involve them?”

  He caught her movement and stilled, waiting. “They love you, too, you know that. Eric’s been lost since the ninth grade dance, and Rafael was done for when you broke your arm trying to protect him from Jamie Ann Burns.”

  She chuckled and he allowed himself a small smile. “And you love them. I know you, Chuck. If they went away and got married you’d be miserable. We belong to you. I belong to you. And that’s all I’ll ever want as long as I live.”

  Her eyes misted. She finally understood. “You tried to give me everything I wanted. So much so that you were willing to share me…with them?”

  He turned toward her and took her hand. “Hell, girl. We’ve shared you all our lives. That’s what we do. Why ruin a good thing?” He pulled her closer. “Especially when you can make it even better?”

  “Is Charli okay?”

  “Your message said it was urgent. What’s happened?”

  Charli smothered a giggle as she hid in the hallway. She and Simon had everything planned. Of course, she had a few surprises in store for him as well.

  Simon’s voice made her tingle. “I’m glad you got here so quickly. It is pretty important.”

  God, she loved him. He’d brought her back to his house, and they’d spent the day together. She’d showered him, watched him shave. They’d fed each other in his enormous kitchen and after they were through, he’d made love to her over and over again. She was surprised either one of them could walk.

  She still had a hard time believing it was real. Charli had been so afraid of losing him as her friend that she hadn’t been able to see that he was ready for so much more. That they all were.

  “What the hell, guy? Where is she? Did she talk to you?”

  “Hello, boys.”

  Eric and Rafael turned toward her, their jaws dropping when they saw what she was wearing. She had to call Aunt Kelly to find out where one would go to buy a naughty schoolgirl costume. She thought it was appropriate. She twirled her pigtails.

  “Welcome home.”

  They blinked in mute amazement, and Simon laughed out loud. “I think they’re speechless, Chuck. Why don’t we put them out of their misery? Make them an offer they can’t refuse.”

  She swayed over to them, trying to gauge their reaction. “I see you have another student with you, Professor. Has he been bad too?”

  Eric swallowed audibly, but Rafael was starting to smile. “I have been pretty bad, now that you mention it.” He pointed sternly at Charli. “Nowhere near as bad as you though, leaving before class was even over. I think you should definitely be punished.”

  Charli grinned before waggling her eyebrows at Eric. “It is your duty as my teacher.” She walked over to Simon’s big mahogany desk, sliding her hands over the smooth wood, showing her small, white panties to the men behind her.

  She heard their heartfelt groans and giggled, peering at them over her shoulder. Rafael elbowed Eric and they all came closer, their hungry gazes focused on her ass.

  “Pull down those panties, young lady, and stay bent over that desk.” Charli shivered, doing as Eric said.

  “That ass will look much better in pink.” That was all the warning she got before Eric’s hand came down hard on her left cheek. A little too hard.

  “Ow! Hey!”

  He grabbed her shoulders and twirled her around. “You deserved it, Charli. We’ve been worried sick about you and now you want to play more games? When you left that night I thought that after what we’d… I thought you wouldn’t want to see me anymore.”

  Oh, she was such a selfish bitch. She hadn’t thought about Eric. He’d opened himself up to Raf, and to them. He’d stepped out of his element right along with her, only he hadn’t run away. And she had. She flung her arms around him. “I’m sorry. I really am. I was just scared.”

  Rafael rubbed her bottom gently. “Are you done being scared?”

  She smiled at him, her eyes filling with tears. “Absolutely. I’m not going anywhere.”

  Eric held her tight, breathing out a relieved sigh against her cheek. “Don’t do that again.” He kissed her, and she pressed herself against him with a relieved moan. She loved Eric’s tender kisses. They made her feel cherished. Special.

  “She’s in it for the long haul. And so am I. What do you say, men? You in?”

  “Are you saying what I think you’re saying, Simon?” Eric had grown still beside her, and Charli, too, held her breath. What would they say?

  “I am. Charli and I would like it if you two moved in here. With us.”

  “Us?” Rafael studied the two of them, his dark eyes sparkling. “For how long?”

  Charli piped up. “For good. I mean, not imprisoned or anything like that. Of course we could always get one of those iron things…but that’s beside the point.”

  Simon chuckled. “What Chuck is trying to say is—”

  “I love you.”

  “Me?” Eric was starting to smile.

  “No. Yes. All of you. I love all three of you, and I want us to be together. If you do.” Charli’s heart was racing. She knew everything about them. But there was a part of her that still wasn’t sure how they’d answer.

  When the silence lingered in the large study, Charli felt her heart drop to her stomach. “You don’t have to. I mean, it won’t change how I feel about any of you, and I wouldn’t blame you at all if you thought that it would be too wei—”

  Rafael covered her mouth with his fingers. “Give us a minute to catch our breath, sugar. You can’t just offer a man everything he’s ever wanted without letting him have a second to adjust.”

  Charli bounced, but kept her mouth closed. She’d give them as many seconds as they needed. But now that she knew what she wanted, she found she was impatient to get to it.

  Eric looked at Rafael, then Simon, turning Charli to face the desk once more, his hand firmly on her lower back. She took his cue and bent over with a breathless sigh of excitement.

  “What do you think you’re laughing at? Bend over beside Charli.”

  Charli turned in time to see Rafael’s eyes grow wide. “You’re serious?”

  Eric looked sternly down his nose, every inch the professor. “Deadly.”

  “Better do as he says, Raf. You wouldn’t want detention.” Charli wiggled her bottom in Rafael’s direction teasingly, getting a small tap from Eric. Gentler this time, approving.

  Rafael’s gaze snared hers as he joined her on the desk. He looked happy. And undeniably excited. Though it was clear he didn’t want Eric to know. “Be nice, Professor. Or you’ll be sorry later tonight.”

  She watched as Eric’s hands came around to the front of Rafael’s jeans, unbuttoning them with sure, swift, movements. “You think so, do you?” He pulled the jeans down, revealing Rafael’s already-impressive erection. Eric caressed him quickly before stepping back to view his handy work. “We’ll find out.”

  Charli pressed her breasts harder against the table, her body shifting restlessly. Simon’s earlier lovemaking had only made her more sensitive, more aroused. In her mind, images of the last challenge replayed over and over. All of them together. She wanted that again.

  Eric squeezed the cheeks of her ass, slipping his hands between her thighs to spread her legs. “I should have dropped you from my class at the beginning of the semester, Miss Rindel. I knew you were going to cause me trouble. Both of you.”

  Charli knew the instant he chuckled that he’d noticed the lube and her brand new butt plug, a gift from Simon, laying beside her head on the desk. “At least you have all your school supplies.”

  Rafael snorted, and Eric’s palm came down on his ass with a loud smack. “Shit! Sorry.”

  “Sorry what?” The opening of the cap on the small bottle of lubricant sounded loud in the large den. Eric poured some on his fingers, and Charli watched as Rafael flushed.

  “Sorry…Professor.”

  “Good. Climb up on the desk, Charli. Stay on your knees, that’s right.” She did as she was told, her body trembling. She watched over her shoulder in fascination. Eric in control was an arousing sight to behold.

  He positioned her with her legs on either side of Rafael’s head. Then he picked up the plug and soaked it with the lube. “Raf, keep your hands where I can see them. Do not touch her with any part of you. Not until I say. Understood?”

  “Jeez. Yes, Professor.”

  She could feel his breath on her clit when he talked. Temptingly close. A part of her wanted to scoot back, just enough to feel that magical tongue against her sex, against her ass. She was so wet her thighs were damp with it, and she knew Rafael could see. Knew he couldn’t tear his gaze away.

  “I should punish you, but you’ve been so obedient.” Eric swirled the tip of the butt plug against her anus, wetting it with the thick liquid coating the toy. “I would be willing to reconsider, to give you that A you’re dying for. But first you’ll have to do something for me.”

  “Anything, Professor.”

  Rafael pounded his forehead tellingly against the desk, curling his fists as he tried to stay still. Eric was using his other hand to undo his own pants, his erection hindering his progress. “Can I help you with that?”

  “Don’t get sassy, Miss Rindel.” He added pressure to the plug, and she shivered. “No, what I want you to do is show me how you take this. I want to fuck you with this thick plug, while Raf’s tight ass gets fucked with my cock.”

  Yes. “Yes, Professor.”

  Rafael’s dark eyes were fever bright. “Certain about that, Teach? ’Cause when I had you on your knees in the shower this morning, filling you full of my cock, you said you weren’t sure you could be the one doing the fucking.” His voice lowered, taunting. “Or that it would feel as good as what I did to you.”

  Charli thought she might come before anyone had touched her. The exchange between the two of them set her on fire. She needed more. She took a breath, pushing back onto the plug.

  Her broken moan got everyone’s attention. Simon, who until now had been unusually silent, came around to the other side of the desk, stroking her hair. “Impatient, baby?”

  “Sweet heaven that is a beautiful sight.” Eric pushed the plug in a little farther, the sensation so powerful she cried out. “No more games, Charli. Only pleasure.”

  Simon kissed her nose, turning her chin back toward Eric and Rafael. He knew she was dying to see it again. Dying to watch them take each other over. Eric bit his lip as he pressed his thick cock into Rafael’s ass.

  “Eric I… Oh, babe, you’re filling me up.” Rafael’s hand reached out to caress Charli’s calf, as if he couldn’t help himself, while Eric stretched him inch by devastating inch. “Fuck yeah. Fuck, Eric…”

  Eric smiled tensely. “That’s what I’m doing, Raf. Fucking you.” He twisted the plug ever so slightly, pushing it the rest of the way in. Charli moaned. “I’m fucking the both of you.”

  Charli lifted one hand from the table, slipping it between her thighs. She needed to come. Simon tsked in her ear before speaking over her shoulder. “Rafael, I believe our woman is in need.”

  Rafael, his cheeks gone dark with arousal, caught her gaze before nodding at Simon with a smile. “My pleasure.” He lifted his upper body and pressed his open mouth on her soaking sex.

  “Oh, yes.” Her eyes closed, her head turning blindly back toward Simon as Rafael thrust his tongue deep inside her pussy. And still it wasn’t enough. “Simon, please.”

  “Whatever you want, Chuck, baby. Whatever you need.” And he knew. She felt his smooth cock glide across her cheek, its tip already damp with arousal. Her mouth opened, and her tongue lashed out to taste him greedily.

  “Love, yes. God, that’s good.” She breathed out, filling her mouth with his cock. There it was. That sensation of being taken. Filled inside and out. There wasn’t a nerve or cell in her body that wasn’t electrified. Overwhelmed.

  Rafael shouted his pleasure against her sex, echoing Eric’s agonized moan. She felt the explosion start at the base of her spine, the power of it making her toes curl. She cried out against Simon’s shaft.

  “Babe, I’m coming. I can’t hold back…” He gripped her head, his hips jerking as he came in her mouth. Charli swallowed, loving the taste of it. Of him. Simon.

  She lowered herself to the desk, her entire body shaking with the aftereffects of her orgasm. If she’d known what she’d been missing all these years, she would have chained them all to her bed years ago.

  Her best friends. Her lovers. Her lids lifted in time to see Eric gift Rafael with a slow, tender kiss, and smiled.

  “Not falling asleep on us are you, Chuck?” Simon caressed her face, his smile gentle. Loving.

  “We can’t have that. I was really looking forward to that spanking. Quick trigger over here couldn’t wait.” Rafael winked at her, raising a challenging eyebrow in Eric’s direction. “You’re not a very firm disciplinarian.”

  Charli smiled “You’re just asking for it, aren’t you, Raf?”

  He held out his hands. “Asking? Begging. I’ll do anything to watch sweet ass over here give you a spanking that you’ll never forget.”

  She rubbed her left cheek and made a face. “I’m not likely to forget the last one.”

  Raf’s smile turned wicked. “I mean the kind that will make you come.”

  Charli tossed her pigtails, sitting up with a happy chuckle. “You can’t make someone come by spanking them.” The men shared a knowing glance. “Can you?”

  Simon picked her up in his arms, cradling her easily. “Looks like you still have a lot to learn, Chuck. It’s a good thing we’ll all be here to teach you.”

  He started walking toward the hallway that led to the bedroom. Eric and Rafael followed close behind. “I think we’ll need a bigger bed.”

  Charli laughed, and Simon gave her a wink that told her everything was going to be all right. She had her family back. And she had love. A little unconventional, but as Aunt Kelly always said, the more the merrier.

  About the Author

  Stolen away by a free-spirited Gypsy as a child (though she still swears she’s my mother), I spent my childhood roaming the countryside, meeting fascinating characters and having amazing adventures. As the perpetual “new kid”, my friends more often than not were found between the pages of a book…and in my own imagination. I read everything I could get my hands on. At the age of 11, I read my first romance and I’ve been hooked ever since.

  I’ve been a nurse, a lead vocalist in several bands, a published lyricist and even a returning university student majoring in Anthropology and Mythology. Throughout all of my varied careers, I would sigh as I read one fantasy-filled story after another saying, “Someday I want to write one of those,” until one day my husband said, “So do it.” And I did. Now I can’t imagine doing anything else.

  To learn more about R. G. Alexander please visit www.rgalexander.com. Send an email to R. G. Alexander at [email protected].

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  Sequel to Not in Kansas

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  Z has tried everything. Pursued her in dreams, bribed her cat, enticed her with peep shows meant to whet her appetite and drive her crazy. And still she resists. What’s a Wizard to do? He came to Earth to have an adventure, not lose his heart to the one witch whose guard he can’t get past.

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