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fairly sure Vallen had taken a sub by himself, but it really wasn’t his business to answer that question for Vallen. Apparently Diego felt the same because there was a pause before Vallen spoke.
    Monty watched as Vallen rubbed his hand over his military-short black hair. They all had the same hairstyle. It was crazy, but apart from a few years when they were teenagers, they all had worn the same haircut, and frequently they dressed the same, even to the color of their T-shirt and whether to wear athletic shoes or boots.
    “We’re thirty-six. We aren’t innocent teenagers, Zoe. We’ve all had girlfriends over the years. When we were young, we had one each, but as Monty said, it makes much better sense to share a woman who we consider has the potential to be our mate. So, mostly, for the past five years when we’ve taken a woman, we’ve shared her. In the dungeon and in bed. But we aren’t promiscuous, and we’ve never two-timed a woman. There’s also been long gaps between women. We’re looking for a very special person, Zoe. One who will fulfill all of us. One who will be fulfilled by the three of us together. If you agree to give us a test drive, we promise to give you the highest, hardest orgasms you’ve ever had in your life and to teach you of the intense pleasure that a sub can experience in the dungeon.”
    Zoe nodded, and for one amazing second, Monty thought she was about to say yes. That he was going to be able to kiss and touch her at last.
    But then she said simply, “You’re under a big misapprehension about me, gentleman. I’m not at all the kind of woman you’re looking for. I wouldn’t suit you at all. You see I’m a virgin.”
    Monty’s jaw dropped, and he had to force himself to close his mouth as she marched to the door of the dungeon. He lurched after her, still in shock. “Wait!”

Chapter Three
     
    Zoe wished she hadn’t had to tell the truth to these wonderful, kind, and handsome men. She’d enjoyed her day with them so much. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a day just to relax like that. People needed to eat every day, not just when school was in or if it was a holiday, so the ministry continued all year around, although there were busier and less busy times, of course.
    But facts were facts, and most men were wary of forming a relationship with a preacher’s daughter. She’d had dates and even several, well, two, boyfriends. But she’d always been very circumspect, and they’d never tried to take more from her than a kiss, and maybe a fumbling touch of her breasts. And she certainly hadn’t pushed them to experience anything more intimate.
    Originally she’d been waiting for a nice man who revved her engines and who she knew would give her pleasure. Now she was so old she was that weird thing, a spinster on the shelf. And about to be a spinster aunt, which was just another reason to be cautious. Her parents were still adjusting to Maia’s pregnancy. If she turned up unmarried and expecting a baby, they really would be badly hurt. They’d blame themselves for not raising her right, when it would be her own selfish desire to experience what both her sisters had found—loving men. Ménage sex.
    Not. Going. To. Happen. I’m not a lemming .
    Zoe marched out of the dungeon and turned down the concrete hallway to exit the building.
    All the breath left her body as strong arms surrounded her and she was lifted up, whisked backward, and the dungeon door slammed with them on the inside, her included.
    Monty grabbed her face, holding her still as he stared right into her eyes. “There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin. We can make your first time, your every time, very, very good.”
    “If you want to remain a virgin for the moment, we can deal with that. There are plenty of things that you’ll enjoy that don’t involved vaginal sex,” added Diego.
    “Or we could strap you into the spanking bench and punish you until you’re begging us to pleasure