Free Montego Bay (Moresome International, Book One) (Multiple Partner Romance) by Demi Alex by Demi Alex Page A

do anything I wanted. My pleasure was what mattered.
    “What happens here, stays here,” Jake added. “When we return to New York, only the relationship with the one you choose will have changed. The other two will love and respect you as we always have. Trust us to treat you right.”
    “I found you. You’re my responsibility, and I’ll make it right.” Mark rose to his feet. Testosterone bounced off the walls of the spacious suite as each of the men gathered around me. “I’ll carry her to the bedroom. We all decided a long time ago that Lora is worth anything it takes. No judgment. No fall out. Baby,” he said, looking down at me, “let your heart and body lead. Trust us.”
    “Together?” I bit my lower lip to keep it from trembling, but once Mark had straightened, Jake reached across and tapped it with his finger.
    “If that's what you want,” Jake replied. “Don’t worry those lips before you need to, Bella. We have plans for them. No frowns or distress, either. You don’t need to decide anything right now. We know what to do.”
    I was glad someone knew what to do, because my body and mind were so confused. However, I couldn’t deny the need I had for them. I wouldn’t.
    “Yes,” I breathed, closing my eyes and surrendering to my fantasy men for a week in Montego Bay.

 
    Chapter Nine
     
     
     
    Never before had I turned control over to a single person, and I’d just relinquished my body to three men at once.
    Luca walked ahead, opening the door for us to enter the room with the king-sized bed in the middle. Jake followed and dragged the bedspread to the floor. They silently arranged the pillows in the center of the mattress, leaving only one at the top.
    “You are so beautiful,” Mark rasped, lowering me over the hard surface of his torso until my feet met the floor. He then turned me in his arms, maintaining the sizzling contact as he pressed against my back.
    Jake’s appreciative gaze traveled from my bare feet, over my sundress, and settled on my mouth. “Beautiful,” he repeated.
    “I concur,” Luca added. He stepped forward and cupped my face with both palms, then he kissed me softly and ran his hands slowly down my sides, bunching the material of my dress in his hold. “But it’s time for this dainty little pink thing to disappear.
    Moving in synchronized precision, Luca lifted the dress while Mark raised my arms over my head. The air-conditioned breeze hit my naked skin, but the heat beneath it continued. Jake took my hand and pulled me from between the two men. In the small amount of time they’d removed my sundress, Luca managed to lose his clothes and sit on the edge of the bed, sporting a very impressive erection.
    Jake looped his thumbs beneath the lace of my thong and lowered it past my hips, torturously splaying his fingers over the outer part of my thighs and down my legs. With my panties around my ankles, my most private parts were barely private any longer because of the recent waxing. Barely, because I’d thankfully chosen a French over a Brazilian wax, so a small amount of hair marked my mound.
    He knelt and reached for the pale pink underwear. “Step out of your panties.”
    I did as instructed, and Jake tossed the lace across the room. He returned his hands to my hips, settled his large palms on the curves, and spread his fingers over my backside. With his face mere inches from my pussy, he looked up my body and his dark gaze settled on my eyes with a challenging purpose.
    “Spread your legs, Bella.”
    Too weak to trust my own strength, I placed a hand on his shoulder for support and moved my legs further apart. The hands, which had been gripping my hips, moved low and then trailed up and down the inside of my thighs, coming close, but never touching the ache between them. Tingles danced beneath his fingertips, and I so wanted him to touch me. Touch me there.
    Instead, Jake brought the tip of his nose to the little landing strip of hair that remained on my