Liberation by Shayne McClendon

for a lot of money that belongs to other people.  Anyone I’m involved with must be vetted.  Politicians don’t get as much scrutiny.” 
    “Mere countries wish they had your assets.”  All of them snickered and Tawny cleared her throat.  “On a serious note, they’re clean.” 
    Brie lifted her head.  “Girl…are you a secret agent or something?”  All of them looked over at the redhead.
    “I’m something ,” she answered vaguely.  “I ran them personally.  It’s a habit of mine when anyone new appears in the lives of my friends.”  She shrugged.  “There are a lot of truly fucked up people in the world and some of them have no boundaries.” 
    “Wait…” Natalia started and changed her mind.  “Never mind, we’re in semi-public.  That’s a discussion for another day.  You’ve been warned, Red.” 
    “Mm hmm.”  She didn’t sound worried.
    Riya stared at her best friend with a frown for a long moment and finally mumbled, “I made some inquiries with a couple of the members in Switzerland.” 
    Tawny called her on it.  “You mean your fan club…”
    “Shut up, bitch.  I’m too relaxed to beat your ass.”  She rolled her eyes.  “The cousins are well liked.  Apparently, there was speculation that they weren’t actively searching for a woman during their time there.”  Riya wiggled her brows.  “They became members more to understand the ménage lifestyle.”  Turning her head, she added in a dramatic whisper, “It seems they already knew who they wanted, you know, between them.” 
    “They better not be virgins,” Tawny hissed.
    “They aren’t,” Marci assured them.  The others all looked at her.  “I asked and they gave me references.”  She stared at the intricate design on the floor beneath the table. 
    “Their former lovers are women all over the world.  Each confirmed that the relationship was purely physical.  There wasn’t anyone for over a year before they approached me.”
    The silence drew out for more than a minute when Tawny said loudly, “Holy shit !  They’re going to fuck your brains out for a solid month once they finally get you buck ass naked!”
    Her declaration set off a round of hysterics from all of them that lasted for way too long. 
    A couple of hours later, when they were all dressed and back in the limo, Marci allowed her thoughts to wander. 
    She was ready to crawl out of her skin with need for two men who wanted her desperately but curbed their desires to give her time to focus on the demanding life and business she’d inherited. 
    Sexual need wasn’t a state of being with which she was familiar. 
    * * * * *
    February 2015
    Regular gifts arrived from the Nuri and Fahad that ranged from useful to extravagant.  For her thirtieth birthday, they worked with Danielle as well as Marci’s friends to create a spectacular party at Trois . 
    The men took turns taking her out on the dance floor.  She used it as an excuse to hold them close and sway gently to the music.  There never seemed to be enough time to simply touch them the way she wanted. 
    Of all the gifts she received, the prototype of a brand new tablet one of their companies had developed – loaded with several thousand books – was her favorite. 
    In a small alcove on the second floor, they held her against a wall and traded her mouth back and forth between them.  The words they whispered, the way they worshipfully caressed her, caused her entire body to vibrate with expectation. 
    Being near them – separately or together – made her wet, caused her nipples to pebble tightly, and stole her ability to think clearly.
    She thought it would be the night they came up to her apartment but they satisfied themselves with stroking their hands over her body as they drove her home. 
    That they wanted her was undeniable.  The outlines of their cocks behind their slacks attested to the incredible control they held.  Never had she met even one man with such