Free Bombshell - Men of Sanctuary Series, Book Three by Danica St. Como Page B

remarkably well for the three bachelors.
    After the abrupt arrival of Lorelei into the fold just a few short months ago, neither Adam nor Lucian strayed from her side, effectively ending their ménage liaisons away from home.
    It had been a shocker to Mac when Adam and Lucian showed up at their private club, Outlandish, with Lorelei. He felt amazed when he realized Lorelei was so comfortable with her two men, that she even accompanied them to the sex club for an occasional dinner, their meals always prepared by a top-notch chef. The guys didn’t wander through the club as they had in their previous lives, and no one dared approach Lorelei with her Marines in such close proximity. And Mac knew that she always dressed like a totally sexy, sensual siren.
    On those rare occasions when Mac desired company on his own, he packed an overnighter, his kit bag containing condoms, as well as lubricants and a variety of sex toys, then headed for the club. One never knew ahead of time what the ladies might request .
    He couldn’t stop a grin at the memory.
    Then, when all was quiet and peaceful and the world was good, along came Kailani Holokai Larsson to disrupt Mac’s orderly existence. And he liked order, a holdover from his SEAL days, which were not too far behind him. Order, control, knowing how to react in any given situation without conscious thought, had kept him alive. From their first glance across a crowded lecture hall, to the lounge, to his hotel suite, it had been Keko, and only Keko. As Linda Ronstadt had belted out, just one look, that’s all it took .
    Indeed, when Keko showed up, his well-ordered life had flown right out the window.
    * * * * *
    Mac finally lost the battle with his conscience and cat-footed to Keko’s room. The strip of light had been extinguished. When he tried the knob, he was rewarded with an unlocked door. He heard her rustle in her bed.
    “Lorelei? Is that you?”
    ” Shh . Not Lorelei. Just me.” He pitched his voice low. With the large windows and wide skylights common to all the gallery rooms, it wasn’t difficult to find her in the ambient illumination. He took her by the hand, gently pulled her out of bed.
    She resisted. “So much for privacy in a house full of Marines and CIA. What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
    ” Shh . Quiet, please. Come with me.”
    “Why should—?”
    “It’s urgent. C’mon.”
    Soft moans sounded, barely audible from the great room, as Mac pulled Keko along. When they reached his room, he quietly closed the door behind them. The only noise was the metallic click as he engaged the lock.
    “Now, do you want to tell me what’s so freakin’ important that it required abducting me from my bed? And what’s going on downstairs?”
    He pulled her close. “My best guess would be that our hosts and hostess are becoming reacquainted after their travels, and they haven’t reached a bed yet. Now, regarding your abduction. It is of the utmost urgency that I feel you in my arms again. I can’t do my job because of you. Can’t keep my mind on work because of you.”
    How could he tell her that the image of her face was forever etched in his mind?
    The image of her face, her body, as they had appeared in the soft lamplight of his L.A.
    hotel suite. As he spent more time with her, he also saw the resemblance. In the daylight, she mirrored John’s Nordic handsome facial features and bright green eyes.
    She cocks her eyebrow just like John did, when he was annoyed. Must have gotten the jet-black hair from her mother . The combination of coal-black tresses and emerald green eyes, highlighted by golden skin, hypnotized him.
    “All right, you’ve lost your fucking mind, sailor boy. Why should—?”
    His mouth silenced hers. They finally came up for air. “Since L.A., all I think about is you. Holding you, touching you, fucking the daylights out of you until there are no orgasms left, until we melt like ice cream on hot bricks.”
    “And the SEAL waxes