Family Values
came up behind her and his arms went around her, sliding between her and Nate’s body as he pressed against her. He bent and kissed her cheek. “We’re gonna swim. That’s all. What did you think I meant?”
    Her mouth went dry. Sandwiched between the brothers, her mind filled with naughty thoughts. “I didn’t think a thing,” she said, only there was a breathless quality to the lie.
    Eli chuckled. “Don’t be scared. We won’t make you take your swimsuit off. We’ll be the only ones skinny-dippin’.”
    “What?”
    He smoothed his hands over her belly. Lord, could he feel Nate’s cock against the back of his hand? She began to tremble.
    But they both stepped away, giving her room to breathe. Or so she thought, until Nate began unbuttoning her shirt and Eli unbuckled her belt.
    She stood still, her breaths so shallow she worried she’d pass out as they stripped off her clothing.
    When she stood in only the too-tight scraps of red Lycra, she shivered.
    “Eli,” Nate said, his hands lightly cupping her hips. “Our Angel’s all grown up.”
    Another set of hands cupped her bottom. “She has,” Eli whispered. He gave her a light squeeze and then let go of her and stepped away.
    She closed her eyes as Nate also let go of her and moved. From the sounds of zippers scraping and boots thudding against the ground, they were making good on their promise. Angelina felt her cheeks heat up and her nipples bead, but she didn’t move until she heard splashes.
    When she opened her eyes, both men were in the center of the pond.
    “Gonna swim?” Nate called out.
    She was tempted to run for his horse. But then she’d never know exactly what they had in mind, and she had to admit, she was damn curious. The fact the two men had seemed happy to strip her together gave her a strong clue where they wanted this to go.
    But did she have the guts? And what about Brand? Did he know his brothers had planned to seduce her…together?
    Was this their solution? If one of them couldn’t win her affections, were they willing to settle for sharing?
    Knowing she was entering new territory, she made up her mind to let them play, to hear what they had to say, but her swimsuit was staying firmly in place. Too bad the tight fit was beginning to rub her nipples raw, and the fabric was digging into the crevice of her ass and outlining her pussy. She may as well have been nude as she turned to face them and slowly stepped into the water.

Chapter Five
    Eli couldn’t take his gaze away from Angelina as she walked toward them. Was the hypnotic sway of her full hips deliberate? Fuck, he was glad his cock was beneath the water, otherwise she’d see exactly how she affected him. It pulsed between his legs, filling, lengthening. Without thinking, he reached for it and wrapped his hands around his shaft to give himself a stroke.
    From a few steps away, Nate chuckled, low and dirty.
    When Eli cut him a sideways glare, Nate simply lifted one eyebrow.
    When the water came to just beneath her breasts, she halted. “I’m glad the bottom’s not slimy,” she said, wrinkling her nose.
    Eli cleared his throat. “We emptied it last year, then let it dry out before filling it again. We’ve kept fresh water in it for swimming since we haven’t needed it for the cattle. Nate and I like to head here in the summer.”
    Her gaze darted from his face to beneath the water. But she couldn’t really see anything, so he gave himself another slow slide, liking the blush filling her cheeks and creeping over the tops of her lush breasts.
    “Don’t suppose you’ll lose the top?” Nate said with a waggle of his eyebrows.
    Angelina laughed, but the sound was a little strained. “Anyone might see. You’re lucky your parts are hidden,” she said, her gaze going directly down Eli’s front.
    Nate reached out and gave Eli’s shoulder a shove. “It’s not polite to play with yourself in front of a lady.”
    Eli grimaced. “Have to admit, I thought this would be

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