EXOTIC INDULGENCE
Exotic Indulgence by Vivian Arend, Lexxie Couper and Jess Dee
From the Bandicoot Cove Anthology. (Also featuring novellas from Vivian Arend and Lexxie Couper and Jess Dee.)
ISBN No: 978-1-60928-516-6
It’s time for an indulgence, or two…or three.
Bandicoot Cove, Book 1
There’s something magical about Bandicoot Cove. It’s where Kylie Sullivan’s dream of managing a luxury, five-star resort is about to come true. And it’s where people tend to fall in love. Kylie should know. She’s fallen hard—for three very different men.
There’s Brad, who knows just how to relieve her stress and send her body on a crash course through pleasure. Hemi, her untamed Maori, who awakens her primitive side. And Finn, the sexy bartender whose specialty is Screaming Orgasms.
The three men fulfill all her sexual fantasies, but Kylie knows reality will eventually set in and she’ll have to choose. But how? For now she decides not to decide—at least until she makes sure the resort’s soft opening comes off without a hitch.
As far as Brad, Hemi and Finn are concerned, Kylie’s life is too much work and not enough play. The only choice they plan to give her is to say yes to their wildly passionate proposal…
Warning: Three sexy men pleasing one uninhibited woman—how much more warning do you need? This short story is long on heat, with a drool-worthy setting and sexual interludes in the office, at the beach and the bar. You want a day job like this.
EXOTIC INDULGENCE:
An Excerpt
Oh God, all three of them were here. She was as good as naked and she wanted…
She didn’t know what.
Brad lifted her chin, his blue eyes sparkling at her. “We were talking, the three of us. We’ve each told you individually that we have no issues with you seeing us all. Being involved with us, in bed and out of it. Yet you don’t seem to understand that we’re serious.”
Finn caught her right hand and lifted it to his lips. “We wondered what it would take to convince you.”
“Since telling you by ourselves didn’t work, we decided a joint effort was called for.” Hemi caged her on the left, and the whole situation threatened to overwhelm her.
But only because she’d dreamed of it a million times already.
She was surrounded by them. The three men she’d played with, laughed with. Enjoyed life in the few spare moments she’d allowed herself in the midst of all the work. The only lingering confusion had been which of her lovers she would ultimately pick to remain with.
Was it really possible she didn't have to choose?
“What exactly do you mean by ‘joint effort’?” Kylie forced herself to speak as normally as possible, but with each moment that passed, it grew more difficult.
They were touching her. All three of them, at the same time.
Touching her and studying her with undeniable…what? Desire? Love? Was it truly possible?
“We mean—” Brad’s lips curled into a slow smile, the expression mirrored by Hemi and Finn as he flicked them both a quick glance, “—we’re going to make love to you.” He paused for a beat. “All of us.”
“At once,” Finn murmured.
Kylie blinked. “At once?”
Hemi nodded. “At once.”
“To let you see you have no need to choose,” Brad finished.
Her heart slammed into her throat. Her pussy constricted. She didn’t know what to say. “I…” She stopped. Licked her lips. Looked from one tall, gorgeous, sexy-arsed guy to the next. “I…”
“Need to stop talking,” Finn cupped her jaw with gentle fingers, his blue eyes clear in the club’s muted lights. “And let us show you exactly what we are proposing.”
Without another word, he leaned towards her and placed his lips on hers, his tongue tracing the edges of her teeth with a quick stroke before dipping deeper into her mouth. She stiffened, more than a little shocked—bloody hell, Brad and Hemi were right there, watching.
But at Brad’s low groan, at Hemi’s murmured, “Karaiti, that is so hot,” the tension in her body thawed. How could it not? The three men of her fantasies were all here, together. Bringing her ultimate fantasy to life.
She lifted her arms, raising them to Finn’s broad, bare shoulders. The move felt so right. Just as right as the feel of one of Brad’s hands sliding over her ribcage to her breast, his fingers finding her pebbled nipple through the delicate fabric of her wrap.
Just as right as the feel of one of Hemi’s hands smoothing up the inside of her thigh to the still-damp folds of her sex.
Cover Art by Scott Carpenter
GRAPHICS BY TIBBS DESIGN
