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her sleep shirt and underwear and huddled beneath the
    covers. Exhaustion soon lured her into sleep, and the dream started
    almost immediately.

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    Marla Monroe

    Chapter Three

    Warm hands smoothed over cool skin. Hot breath tickled her
    breast. Two mouths latched on to her nipples and suckled until she
    writhed between them. Two sets of hands explored her body. Fingers
    pinched at her nipples until she cried out with desire. One of the men began kissing his way up her neck and nipped his way around her jaw
    to just behind her ear. He whispered naughty words in her ear.
    “I can’t wait to get my cock inside you. I bet you’ll burn me
    alive.”
    She could only whimper.
    Lips kissed down her body, dipping into her belly button only to
    continue to her thighs. He shouldered between her legs and blew cool
    air across her pussy. She moaned and lifted toward him. He chuckled
    and spread her wide with his fingers. A warm, wet tongue licked her
    from top to bottom and back up again. She couldn’t be still, but
    another set of hands held her down as his partner in sin lapped at her, running his flattened tongue across her clit, back and forth until she was pumping her hips to meet the thrust of his tongue in her pussy.
    She was mindless with need.
    He pushed a finger inside of her, then two, and she knew she was
    going to come. He stopped licking her pussy long enough to kneel
    over her and plunge his hard cock into her dripping center. God, he
    was big. It took him three tries to reach the end of her.
    Warm hands and a warm mouth soon enveloped her breasts.
    Between the soft suckling at her nipple and the thumb and forefinger
    pinching the other one, she once again found herself sitting on the

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    edge ready to plunge. The hard cock inside her pummeled her
    passage, and the first hints of her release hit her low in her belly.
    She jerked awake in the heat of passion to find one hand on her
    breast and the other between her legs. Mortified she jerked them
    away. She’d never masturbated in her sleep before. It didn’t help her already heavy breathing to realize she had been dreaming about both
    of the Sanders men. God, she was a slut thinking about two men, let
    alone dreaming such an intimate dream about them.
    She looked over at the clock and realized it was nearly time to get
    up. She opted for a quick shower then dressed in her best pair of jeans and a flannel shirt she’d bought in anticipation of the cold Montana
    winter ahead. She would buy the rest of the stuff she needed, too.
    Good Lord, woman stuff. Was he talking about tampons? She sure
    hoped they didn’t shop with her.
    Darla started coffee as soon as she made it to the kitchen. She
    needed it strong and black to make it through the day with both men.
    She didn’t know how she would be able to look them in the eye after
    the dream. She groaned. Her womb tightened at just the thought.
    “Morning, Darla. You’re up early.” Marcus entered the kitchen in
    just a pair of jeans, and they weren’t even buttoned.
    She snapped her eyes back up and away from him.
    “I was ready to get out of bed. I guess I’m antsy about getting the
    grocery shopping done and getting back h…to the ranch.” She had
    nearly said home. Not good.
    He smiled at her, and she found herself mesmerized by the
    twinkle in his eyes. He broke the spell and poured a mug of coffee
    before leaning against the counter and looking at her. His massive
    chest had a sprinkling of black hair across it trailing down to
    disappear inside the open waistband of his pants. Yikes, she was
    looking again.
    “You two drinking all the coffee?” Randall sauntered in. He was
    in the same state of dress, or undress, as Marcus.

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    What was it with them that they walked around half nude in front
    of her? She licked her lips and forced her gaze above the waist, but that wasn’t much better. His chest was just as spectacular with the
    same sprinkling of chest hair