Faith

My fucking suit was riding up my ass when there was a knock at my cabin door. Which didn't bode well for the success of Birdie's outfit of choice. But, it was too late to change. I stopped in front of the mirror by the door to check and make sure my boobs were securely in place under the two little triangles of the suit. Nipples fully covered, I opened the door. Then my mouth dropped to the ground, and I'm sure I was drooling.

Cupid was just as perfect as I remembered. Bare chest glistening in the sun, dark blue board shorts hanging low on his hips, displaying that mouthwatering vee that only the truly dedicated manage to obtain. And let's not forget that dimple. Gleaming white straight teeth peeked out from between his biteable lips. Sue me, I have a thing for good teeth. Okay, I'm a little weirdly obsessed with nice teeth.

Behind him were two men who clearly worked out just as hard as Cupid did. All glistening muscles and broad shoulders.

I stood there and gawked. Not a word came from my lips. My mouth was dry. And I really wanted to skip lunch and climb all three of them. Right on the little deck in front of my cabin.

What was wrong with me?

"Faith." Cupid's hand on my arm gently pulled me from the doorway until masculine beauty surrounded me. God, I could smell how perfect they were. The scent of masculine musk and salt air mixed with something spicy that reminded me of Christmas morning—that ephemeral essence of Christmas, knowing Santa had come when you were a child, if you could bottle that. Then the three men who stood on my porch had bathed in it.

Cupid drew me under his arm. The feel of his skin sent shivers of arousal down my body, pooling in the bottoms of the red bikini tied precariously around my hips. "These are my buddies. Vix is the one that looks like the stick up his ass is constipating."

"Excuse his crass comment, my dear." Fuck me, he was British. My panties burst into flames. Not that I was wearing any, but whatever. "My friends call me Vix." He took my hand and pulled me from under Cupid's arm. I instantly felt bereft of Cupid's body heat, but enchanted by the gentleman in front of me all at the same time. He brought my knuckles to his lips and pressed a kiss against them. So gently it felt like angel wings against my skin. Or maybe those were the butterflies in my stomach.

"And I'm Dash." The third man pushed Vix out of his way and pulled me into his arms in a hug that ended with a kiss on the cheek. "God, you smell good." He pressed his face into the crook of my neck. Any other time I would have shoved him away for being so forward. But seeing as I wanted to rub myself all over him, I would not complain about some sniffing.

I stood there for far too long just letting Dash hold me. The scent of his skin overtaking all of my senses. "Lunch!" I jumped away from Dash when I realized how weird I was being and glanced over at Cupid, who looked as stunned by my behavior as I was. "We're going to lunch," I finished lamely.

"Well then, my dear." Vix offered me his arm with a winning smile that instantly made my brain melt. I took his arm, only to also find myself pressed against the side of Cupid's body when he threw his arm over my shoulder. "Let us have lunch."

"Hey." Dash pushed Vix away a second time and wrapped his arm around my waist, trapping me in between his body and Cupid's.

I was dead. That was the only explanation. The plane went down over the Caribbean, and this is heaven. And I was being really well rewarded for being a jilted ex.

"Didn't I say there had to be one for all of us?" Dash hugged me closer and I could feel his nose in my hair, inhaling. What shampoo did I use in my morning shower? Cause I was going to have to invest heavily in that company. "I promise, we'll share with you, Vix. You just have to put your tablet down to participate."

"I left my tablet in my room, Dasher," Vix grumbled behind us as we made our way down the beach path.

"Dasher?" I look at the man towering over me. He had a full sleeve of intricate tribal patterns down his right arm, that I was aching to look at - and lick, let's be honest. "Like the reindeer?"

"Very similar." He grinned down at me and squeezed my waist where his hand was holding firm. Gods, his hands were enormous. His fingers reached almost all the way to my belly button, his index finger reaching just inches below my breast, and his pinkie casually brushed my bikini bottoms.

"You have no idea." Cupid winked down at me and steered us down the boardwalk towards the resort's outdoor dining room. "Ain't that right, Dasher?"

"Fuck off, man." Dash took his hand off my hip and pinched Cupid. Hard enough that he let go of me and scowled at his friend. Vix deftly took his place and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"They often act like children," he whispered close enough to my ear that the words tickled, and I could breathe in his scent. That ephemeral Christmas had come early essence, mixed with mint, that was probably toothpaste. I wanted to turn my head and lick the taste off his lips. Instead, I rolled my lip into my mouth and bit into it, and nodded. "Please do not let that put you off. I assure you, they are worthy men."

"Shouldn't you be discouraging me from getting attached to them?" I raised a brow.

"But why, my dear?" His fingers grazed my chin, so I looked up directly into his molten brown eyes. "We are not in competition." Right, because I was the stupid girl who got left for the secretary - I'm sorry, administrative assistant - and they were crazy sexy and could have any woman on the beach. "I am confident that there is enough of you to go around."

I had nothing to say to that.

Had he just implied that he and his friends wanted to share me? I searched deep down, but couldn't come up with one reason to argue. I mean, reverse harem romance had always intrigued me. And I was on vacation. Why not have a little fun before I headed back to reality?

Cupid

One mate for the three of us.

Well, the three of us that were there. There were six more guys back at base. But something inside of me told me that none of the others were meant for my Faith. Just Dash, Vix, and me. The thought of Rudy or Don touching my mate made my animal revolt. But Vix or Dash rubbing their hands down her skin, pulling at the nipples I could see pebbled under the flimsy excuse for a coverup? Yeah, that thought made my trunks feel a little too tight.

I needed to get our mate on board, because I needed to claim her. I needed to rub my scent all over her and tell all the other males on the beach that this sexy goddess was ours. You could look, but God help you if you tried to touch; my kind coveted our mates fiercely.

We steered Faith into a horseshoe-shaped booth at the back of the outdoor dining room and I pulled her in after me, so we surrounded her. Dash pouted when Vix beat him to the spot on her other side.

"So." I tucked her under my arm, allowing all four of us to fit into the booth. Faith fit nicely against my side, her body melting against mine. I could see that Vix was taking liberties - as he would say - and had his hand on her thigh. I wished I had thought of that. "What is a sexy woman like you doing all alone on vacation?"

Faith cleared her throat and looked uncomfortable. I instantly wanted to take the question back, but it was already out there in the universe. "Well. . ." She fidgeted under my arm, biting on that tempting bottom lip of hers. "This was supposed to be a surprise trip for my husband and I." I grabbed her left hand, and ran my finger over her bare index finger. She gently pulled her hand from mine and ran her thumb over the inside of the same finger. A nervous habit. From when there was a ring there. "But the same day that the tickets came, he told me he was leaving me."

"Asshole." Dash growled. I could feel his animal expanding inside of him. I looked over and caught his nearly black eyes. Not the dancing green they were usually. "What man would leave someone like you?"

"One that had knocked up his secretary." Faith whispered into her lap. Hurt radiated off her skin. And we needed to fix that fast.

"His loss." Vix nodded to us. "Because now you are free to be ours."

"I don't understand what that means." Faith pulled slightly away from Vix, but his hand tightened around the top of her thigh. "I'm just here on vacation."

I gave Vix a chastising look over Faith's head. Which was usually his job. Fuck. Our mate was messing around with his brain. Dash was nodding along with Vix. What was happening? Since when was I the sensible one? We couldn't scare her off before we solidified the bond.

"He means that you're free to hang out with us," I said through clenched teeth as I tried to get Vix to settle. You can't claim her here! I tried to telegraph to Vix, who seemed to realize that it would cause some problems if we stripped our mate bare and had our way with her in the middle of the restaurant.

"Yes," he finally agreed, loosening his hold on her thigh. "You can spend your vacation getting to know us."

"That sounds nice," Faith breathed, then cleared her throat. "I mean, I would like to get to know you, too."

Yeah, get to know her. And then claim her. Because my animal was busting to sink our teeth into our mate and never let go. Instead I leaned in, giving her as much time as possible to move away. And captured that full bottom lip between mine.

Fuck, she tasted like snickerdoodles and heaven. I swept my tongue against the seam of her lips and the groan she let escape made me instantly hard. I needed more. I took her face between my hands and pulled her against my chest; the table prevented me from pulling her all the way into my lap, but just feeling her pressed against me was almost enough. Her hand curled around my neck as she pressed her scantily clad body against me and my animal grunted his approval.

"Oh, my gosh." Faith pulled away abruptly, wiping her chin of her lip gloss that we had smudged, and looked at me wide eyed. "We can't do that here."

"Why not?" I tipped her chin up and nipped at her full lips. "We have great chemis-tree."

"That's just wrong." Dash muttered from his seat beside Vix. "No puns, dude. We're supposed to get her to like us, not turn her off with your lame ass dad jokes. If you're not going to take this seriously, then move over, cause I will."

"He's just jealous that I got to kiss you first." I ran my hand down her shoulder and pulled at the hip farthest from me, making her lean fully into me again. "What do you say, you gonna let us check something off your wish-list tonight?"

"How do you know what's on my list?" She asked, licking my bottom lip and running her hand down my chest. And yep, she's definitely noticed my very obvious boner.

"Because it's the same thing that's on ours." Vix pulled Faith back from me and captured her around the neck, tilting her head back until he could reach her lips. His dominant streak was definitely showing. I bet he was envisioning all the ways our mate would let him tie her up. That had never really been my thing, but suddenly I couldn't wait to watch.

Fuck. She was sexy. And the more aroused she got, the better she smelled. I watched her kiss Vix while she touched me. Her fingers ghosted down my chest before she hooked her hands into the top of my trunks, pulling me into her body. I wanted nothing more than to lick the salt air off of her skin. I wanted to pull those taut nipples into my mouth, taste her flavor. But the waitress completely ruined the moment by clearing her throat.

"I'm sorry to interrupt." No, she wasn't. The sarcasm in her tone just oozed jealousy and gave her a sour, foul smell. I smirked at her and pulled away from Faith, who looked more than a little uncomfortable at being caught making out with three guys. Well, two. Dash was scowling on his side of the booth. We'd fix that later. "But you can't do that here. If you're not going to order, I suggest you take your little party elsewhere."

"My apologies." Vix straightened Faith's coverup, where it had ridden up over her thighs, and swept his thumb under his bottom lip to rid himself of the last of the cherry-colored gloss that painted his face. "We would love to have some menus."

"Right." The waitress rolled her eyes and turned on a heel to leave.

AUTHORS NOTE: Happy Reading my lovelies!