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  “People are talking already?” Lolly had to figure this out before Lucky Springs had her getting married. It happened so fast, yet it didn’t feel like too much.

  “It’s just talk. Don’t pay attention. Go for it.” Jessica rubbed gel into Lolly’s hair. “You’re going to make them sit up and beg tonight. And if it gets scary, just think of all the poor women who’ll never know what it’s like to have three hot men begging for their sexual attention.”

  Lolly watched her cheeks flush in the mirror. “It is amazing.”

  “I know.” Jessica grabbed her dryer and got down to styling.

  * * * *

  Lolly arrived on time to Bruce and Shane’s old farmhouse. Ham had wanted to pick her up, but Lolly liked the freedom of going home if she needed it. She’d worn a dress that got many compliments from men, yet didn’t show off too much. They’d seen it all, but Lolly wanted to act as though it were a real date.

  Shane opened the door before she could knock and ushered her inside. There was salad and bread already on the table while the smell of lasagna filled the air. Ham lit some candles, and it felt very much like home. They weren’t screwing at work or her tiny apartment but having a date in a place with space.

  “Want the tour?” Bruce offered.

  “Sure.” She followed as he showed off the big den and the four bedrooms. The eat-in kitchen was a decent size, and the dining room was large but lacked a proper table. It was a man’s house without the little decorative touches, but she could fix that. Lolly stopped and mentally corrected herself. She wasn’t moving in; it was just dinner.

  “What’s wrong?” Ham asked.

  “Nothing. Just the start of a headache.” She waved it off. Her sister’s criticism earlier made Lolly want to hug Ham and never let go.

  “Dinner’s ready according to chef Shane.” Ham headed back to the kitchen.

  They followed and settled in to eat. Lolly tried to be in the moment, but her thoughts were all over the place.

  “This is really good, Shane. No wonder you cook so much at the fire station. But you guys didn’t need to go to any trouble.” Lolly felt the headache ease with food and a little red wine.

  Bruce nodded. “We just wanted to show you how it could be. It’s no trouble. This could be every day.”

  She wanted to change the subject. “When did you fall for Shane?”

  Bruce blushed. “Right away. He was here, and I moved to town five years back. It probably looks terrible that we dated women while being sort of a couple, but until the parties, we thought we were the weird ones. Bisexual isn’t a common lifestyle yet.”

  “You dated me after the parties were already going on, though.” Lolly had done the math of when the Meriweather men had moved to town.

  Shane cleared his throat. “True, but you’re special, and we knew we’d never see you at the party because of Alex so we took a shot. It wouldn’t really work without Ham.”

  Looking at Ham, Lolly sensed he was the core. It felt easy eating and talking with her guys, but the way Ham looked at her made Lolly want to stop talking and get naked. Was it just sex? She couldn’t bring herself to ask. No one had talked about the future, but they were sort of moving forward with a date.

  “Ready for dessert?” Ham asked.

  “I don’t need the calories. I’m stuffed, thanks.” She set her napkin on the table.

  Shane laughed. “Please, you’ve got to keep those curves or Ham’ll have nothing to work on. He likes a wide canvas.”

  “Wide?” she repeated. “You just called my ass wide?”

  “Uh oh,” Bruce said.

  “It’s perfect,” Ham added.

  Lolly stood and strode around the rectangle table to Shane. Kicking off her heels, she tugged her dress up to reveal her bare ass. Panties seemed pointless tonight. She tugged the neckline down to reveal her breasts then leaned over to kiss Shane.

  He kissed her back like a man who enjoyed a wide ass, but she was going to teach him a lesson. Pulling back, she turned and stuck her rump in his face. Lolly spread her legs and bent at the waist before pulling Bruce’s chair within reach. Rubbing his crotch, she felt his member respond fast.

  “I’ve got the best view in the house.” Shane kissed her ass.

  “You better make her come,” Ham said.

  Lolly didn’t bother to agree with him. She tugged Bruce’s cock free and sucked it. His eager hands squeezed her breasts. Shane got to work licking and fingering her pussy. In a few minutes she was wet, and Bruce was hard. Playfully she straightened and turned. Shane was hard, too, but his cock remained in his pants. When she looked to Ham, he sat there content for the moment even if his erection was visible.

  “I better get some stuff,” Bruce said.

  “No, I don’t think we’ll need it. I’m just in the mood for oral play tonight.” She opened Shane’s fly and teased his balls.

  “So you’re dessert?” Ham asked.

  “Eat me all you want,” she said.

  Bruce and Shane made room on the table, and Lolly watched in wonder. They weren’t going to spread her out on the kitchen table like Sunday dinner. Were they?

  Ham moved around the table and picked her up off her feet and set her on the wooden surface. Shane moved to her head, and she sucked his cock deeply. Ham buried his face in her pussy, and Lolly arched her ass off the table. They’d make her come plenty, and she wanted to feel all their tongues. Bruce slid up to her side and sucked her tits. Lolly reached and stroked his cock to keep him on edge.

  Bruce thrust into her hand. She knew he’d come soon. Pulling him close, she pressed his cock to her hip and rubbed it.

  “Fuck, Lol. I’m going to come.” Bruce leaned on her.

  Lolly felt another hand take control of Bruce’s erection, and she let it go, returning her attention to sucking off Shane. Bruce screamed in orgasm and Lolly felt drops hit her lower stomach and over her pussy. Then Ham’s tongue was all over her in those same spots.

  Her climax took her in seconds with Ham licking Bruce’s cum off her cunt. She shook and sat up to watch. Bruce moved to take Ham’s spot and Ham shifted Shane over to be the next cum supplier. The kinky games just happened to them, and Lolly loved it.

  Easing back to the table, she started on Ham’s heavy sac. The black rod strained above her as Bruce’s tongue teased her core. She swallowed Ham’s cock and focused on getting him worked up to come for her. But then Shane tapped her clit and shouted her name.

  This time she watched the cum hit her pussy, and Bruce wasted no time licking it into her folds and sucking it off her body. Then he worked her clit while Shane shoved three fingers into her pussy.

  “Oh God!” She sucked the tip of Ham’s cock as her orgasm built.

  “Come on, come for them. You want oral, and they’re working for it. They’ll suck your ass if you want. Wag that perfect rear for them.” Ham pinched her nipples as he thrust into her mouth.

  “Please, Ham.” She fucked those fingers and lifted for more clit contact.

  But it was Ham pulling away and jerking his cock until his cum landed on her slit that sent her over. The release kept rolling through her as Bruce and Shane shared the cream from Ham and all of Lolly’s juices. Her hands gripped the table as her hips lifted as if she were fucking a phantom cock.

  “Want us to fuck you now?” Ham taunted.

  “You’re all spent.” She gasped for air but refused to say yes. They’d fuck her with a toy or some kitchen implement. A turkey baster wouldn’t get her off.

  Bruce bit one of her outer pussy lips and tugged. “You could shake that ass and get us hard pretty fast.”

  “Hell, yes.” Shane squeezed her rear.

  Lolly wanted to play. This felt like love, but the kinky stuff made her wonder if they’d get bored with her one day. She sat up slowly and felt the rush of blood back down.

  “I think I’m going to go home. I’ve still got a dull headache, and if this didn’t fix it, I need rest not sex.” She tugged her dress up
over her breasts.

  Ham shook his head. “Don’t go. We can just sleep. We’ll get you aspirin or whatever.”

  “No, thanks. I have what I need at home, and the quiet will be better.” She slid off the table and pulled her dress down before stepping into her shoes.

  “We can take care of you,” Bruce insisted.

  “It’s not just sex, Lolly.” Ham stood in her way. “Don’t pull away.”

  “I know. But it wasn’t a first date, either. This won’t work like a normal relationship. That’s okay, but I need a break.” She stepped by him and headed for the front door.

  In her car, she took a few slow breaths and started the drive home. She thought she’d feel better by herself. With all of them around, she could only think of sex, getting off and satisfying all her men, but relationships were more than that. If it was all lust, she needed to get a hold of herself and not let everyone think she was Ham’s girlfriend. It was too fast. Cassie even wanted her to stand up in the wedding. It was snowballing, and Lolly could ruin it.

  Part of her wanted to turn around to and go back. She’d at least have wild sex all night and not think too much about it. Five minutes without them, and she felt lonely. But pride made her go home. She could’ve gone all night, but people would have seen her car there. Not at Ham’s but at Bruce and Shane’s. Alex didn’t need to have a stroke about all the men his baby sister was screwing.

  Suddenly, she felt stupid. No wonder Ham had offered to drive her! That way no one would see her car. He was so thoughtful and in charge, and she kept ruining it or pulling away when she should run to him. Ham loved her so much, but what she felt was so deep she’d been blind to it. She needed to be alone with her thoughts and figure this out. When she walked in her apartment, all she saw what the huge bouquet of flowers from Ham. It was real, and her life wouldn’t be the same no matter which way she went.

  Chapter Six

  The gnawing frustration fueled Ham the next morning. Lolly had ignored his texts and calls. She’d taken a personal day. While the manual labor of cleaning the truck helped, he knew it wouldn’t solve anything. Something was keeping Lolly back. Maybe Alex had called or someone had made a comment. But she was pulling away, not turning to them, and that hurt.

  “Go over and see her. Kicking the dog won’t make you feel better,” Shane said.

  “We don’t have a dog!” Ham snapped.

  “It’s an expression. Don’t take it out on other people. Being pissed doesn’t do you any more good than hiding out does Lolly. Go get her.” Bruce put the buckets away.

  “We all need to go.” Ham wasn’t giving up the guys or Lolly. He didn’t need the world to know, but he’d grown addicted to men as well. The hard bodies and rough feel. Bruce and Shane might have something deeper between them, but Ham was part of it. They didn’t all have to be equally in love with each other for it to work. They just had to agree that it worked.

  “It’s been quiet for days.” Bruce shrugged.

  As they put the supplies away from washing, the siren blew and their phones went crazy with info from the call center. Ham’s brain changed directions immediately, and the three got in their gear and climbed on the truck. The old horse barn out on Ms. Maggie’s farm was set close to the house.

  Ham drove, and Bruce radioed ahead to the police to make sure Maggie was safe. They pulled into her yard in under five minutes to see smoke pouring out of the two-story barn.

  “No animals or people inside. We just need to keep it from spreading to the house. Put it out,” Bruce said.

  They walked over to survey. The roof was holding, pouring water on it wouldn’t work. “Get the ladder up, we need to hack it open.” Ham nodded to Shane.

  The lightest, Shane was the best roof hopper they had, but it always made Ham nervous to put any of his men in danger. A few volunteers texted in that they were at the firehouse to cover and ready to come for backup. Small towns took care of their own. Ham texted back that he wanted a backup and an ambulance on scene. With Shane in the air, they had to be safe.

  “That roof should’ve given by now.” Bruce hooked up the hose and was ready as soon as there was a hole to fill.

  “I’ve heard stories about Maggie’s horse barn. No horses.” More kinky fun and equipment. Shame to lose it. He’d bet she’d gotten soundproofing on the walls and roof. Probably insulated and drywalled with fire walling, too. Ms. Maggie wasn’t a poor widow. Damn good thing the fire wasn’t during one of her parties. Ham had been invited to the parties, but BDSM lifestyle kink wasn’t his thing. A little spanking he liked. But whips and cages? Not his thing. Still, he’d keep Maggie’s secret and save what he could.

  He watched as Shane hacked the peak of the roof at an angle to give them access.

  “It’s starting to give back here!” a cop shouted from the backside.

  “Hold it, Shane!” Ham yelled into his radio.

  Shane tried to back up. A beam gave, and he went down.

  Bruce ran inside. Ham shared the panic but held his ground. If it were Lolly, he’d have given into panic. Hell, they all might, but Ham had to keep it together. He turned on the water and let it pour. The volunteer arrived just in time to take the hose, and Ham ran through the smoke-gushing barn door. Bruce had Shane on his back and was trying to drag the dazed man out. Together, they carried Shane to the ambulance.

  It was Lolly with the oxygen and pulling off Shane’s gear to check him.

  “I’m okay. Damn roof!” Shane said under the mask.

  “What are you doing here? You took the day off.” Ham didn’t need her here distracting them.

  Lolly ignored both men and worked. She felt over Shane’s body. “His right side took the fall. He’ll have a bruise. This knee is already starting to swell.”

  Ham and Bruce went back to putting out the fire. But Ham watched Lolly ice Shane’s knee and force the oxygen on him. There was no one Ham trusted more to care for his guys, but he didn’t like having her near any danger. He knew he was in trouble. He loved her so much now, losing her would break him. Still, in the moment, he couldn’t do anything but his job.

  The barn was a loss, but no one in Lucky Springs lost a life or a home.

  * * * *

  “We missed you, you know. Ham’s a mess without you.” Shane felt no pain when Lolly’s soft hands tended to his knee.

  “It’s been one night. I don’t want to talk about it now.” Lolly gave him a shot for the pain.

  “Tough. He loves you. We all do, but he couldn’t get over you if he tried. Lolly, you deserve to be loved that much. If Bruce and I are the problem, we can deal. Maybe monthly sleepovers or something. Or we can go back to the party if you and Ham need to be traditional.” He couldn’t mess up a good relationship because he loved Ham’s spanking or because he and Bruce loved Lolly. Society could cause problems, and not everyone could ignore it.

  “No, I don’t want that. You’re not a problem. I love you guys, but it’s not that simple. Now, isn’t the time to talk about it.” She tucked her hair behind her ears.

  “You came into work because you heard. You were worried about us.” He grabbed her hand.

  She nodded. “It’s a dangerous job.”

  “Is that it? Because our work is dangerous, and you might lose us or one of us could really get injured permanently?” Shane wanted to understand, and as much as he loved Bruce and Ham—they could be so inflexibly male sometimes. He had to dig into it while he had the chance.

  “No, it’s not the job. I know all of our work is dangerous. I could get in an accident going on a call or have a dangerous situation. We all take risks to help people. I love that about us. We share that need to help. Relax, Shane, you need to rest.” She smoothed his rusty hair.

  “I’ve been through worse. You’ll take care of me. Angel in the smoke.” Shane studied her.

  “Don’t. I’m no angel. Angels don’t have one lover much less three.” She blushed.

  “You’d have to be an angel to put up with three
men giving you grief. But you’re used to the firehouse. You like men. Why should you deny yourself if you want us, and we want you? That is why you bolted? It got too real?” Shane asked.

  She shrugged. “If I’d stayed all night and someone saw my car… I knew if I stayed one more minute, I’d never leave. What do I tell my mother? Alex will know.”

  “Alex has no room to judge. We can work on the story and the plan if you’re in. The whole group can sort this out. We’re not crazy, Lol. We know this isn’t traditional. Ham didn’t make a move earlier because he had to be sure he couldn’t live without you. So many times, he almost asked you out. Fate had to step in.”

  Lolly paused. “Fate? A candle burning at a sex party. Alex isn’t like that. He wouldn’t let people break the rules. And Ham was there. He’s so anti-candle, it’s insane.”

  “What do you mean? Accidents happen. The barn is on fire because of all those storms we had. Then a big dry spell pushed in and gave us some heat lightening. No person or situation can be perfectly safe all the time. We’d wrap kids in bubble wrap or Nerf.” Shane laughed.

  “No, I don’t think so. I think Monty or Cassie or someone did it on purpose so we came. So Ham had to tell me the truth.” She chewed her lovely full lower lip.

  If Shane had had the strength, he’d have grabbed and kissed her. “Well, I was with you at the firehouse. If they did, they did us all a favor. Maybe Ham respected you too much to push his ways on you. He loves you that much. But you fit in perfectly and you know that. You seem much happier with us. Would you rather it had never happened? I thought the pole alone was well worth any crap I have to take from Alex or your mom.”

  Lolly covered her mouth with her hand. Shane could tell from her eyes she was giggling. They shared a love of spanking and a little sub play. Ham fed it. Bruce would, too.

  “It works, Lolly. We all fit together. That doesn’t come along every day. Don’t throw it away because it’s not normal or easy. Come back to my place tonight and take care of me?” He took her other hand and kissed it.