Free Overheard by Maya Banks

captive to their embrace.
    “I can’t last any longer,” she gasped. She fought against the rising tidal wave, but knew she only had seconds.
    “That’s good because I can’t either,” Wes said. “Let yourself go, we’ve got you.”
    Luke surged forward, burying himself in her deepest regions. Wes bucked upward until she gasped at the pleasure/pain of his penetration.
    “Oh God!” she cried.
    Her body began to spin out of control. Her vision blurred and she writhed between them, unable to bear the pressure building within her. She erupted with such force that Wes slid out of her.
    He grasped her waist with one hand while he used his other hand to position himself between her legs once more.
    The two men rocked against her, each straining with their own release.
    She screamed. She couldn’t help it. She’d never ever had such a powerful orgasm, and it scared and thrilled her all at the same time.
    She fell forward onto Wes’ chest, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her and soothing her as she fought to catch her breath.
    Luke surged against her ass, pressing her harder onto Wes. He slumped against her for a few seconds before easing out of her and rolling to the side.
    She lay panting on Wes. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak even if she wanted to. His hands slid gently up and down her back, and he kissed the curve of her neck.
    “You are one incredible woman, Gracie.”
    “That she is,” Luke agreed. “I may never walk again after this weekend.”
    Wes rolled Gracie to the side, still cradled in his arms. He pulled out of her and started to sit up.
    “Let me get cleaned up, and I’ll be right back.”
    As Wes got up to discard the condom, Luke pulled her into his arms and tucked her head under his chin.
    “Was that good?” he asked.
    She stretched and yawned like a contented cat. “I’m not sure I could deal with it if it got any better. Thank you, Luke. I don’t even know what to say. That was fantastic. I can’t believe you went to so much trouble to make my fantasies real.”
    “Trouble? More like my pleasure,” he said. “You’re an incredible woman, Gracie.”
    Wes climbed on the other side of her and scooted in close. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and slid his hand down the curve of her waist.
    “Rest up, Gracie girl, and we’ll do it all over again.”

Chapter Eleven
    Gracie lay in bed between Luke and Wes and stared up at the ceiling. The euphoria around her had yet to dissipate. Her body still felt tingly and alive on the heels of the most fantastic sex of her life.
    She glanced over at Luke, unable to control the softening in her chest. The past week with him had been unbelievable. He’d taken their conversations and pieced together her fantasies. He’d made them come alive, and he’d done it because he cared for her.
    She wasn’t sure exactly when she’d fallen in love with him. In retrospect, she couldn’t remember a time when she hadn’t felt deeply for him. But the past week had brought it together and shoved it to the forefront. She wanted to be with him.
    As if feeling her gaze, he turned his head toward her, his blue eyes glowing with contentment. He reached out a hand to cup her cheek.
    “I thought I’d light a fire in the fireplace,” he said.
    She nuzzled her cheek into his palm. “Hmmm, I’d like that.”
    “Give me five minutes and I’ll be back for you.”
    She watched as he got up and pulled his underwear on. Then he disappeared out of the bedroom.
    A warm hand slid over the curve of her hip, over her belly and up to cup one of her breasts. She closed her eyes, enjoying Wes’ caresses.
    He nibbled lightly at the curve of her neck as he fingered her nipples.
    “Did I hurt you earlier?” he asked. “I worried I was too big for you.”
    She smiled and turned over in his arms. “You won’t find me complaining about your dick size,” she teased. “I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.”
    He kissed her lightly, and she felt the