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Our Incognito Queen

Our Incognito Queen

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Can one anonymous night sate their needs and fulfill her fantasies?

*Reverse Harem / Why-Choose / MFMM / Anonymous Encounter Kink / Protector Romance

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ - This is a steamy and hot sex story that is also full of caring, compassion, and love, a wonderful book❣️

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ - Love Who You Love 💕 I really did enjoy this OTT romance with three men. How it makes you think that some couples/families become a family as long as there's real love between them. It may not fit the norm, but who cares! If it works, let love conquer it all! I was actually crying at one point! Yeah, big baby. But ah, so good! On to the next! #HappyReading 💖

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Main tropes

  • Instalove
  • Reverse Harem Romance
  • Kinks: Anonymous Encounter
  • Alpha Males / Ex-Military
  • Protector
  • Forced Proximity

Synopsis

She wants her three gorgeous bosses in the dirtiest way.
She’s forbidden to them, not only because she’s their employee, but because she’s too pure to be sullied by their darkest desires.

Can one anonymous night sate their needs and fulfill her fantasies?

My bosses are hot, smart, and totally unattainable. But when I glimpse them at The Access Club—New York’s hottest underground sex club—and hear a rumor they share their women, I come up with a plan to live out my fantasy, at least for one night.

We have known each other our entire adult life. Bonded since day one of PsySpecOps training, we now own a successful private security business.

We share everything, and we mean, everything. But the one thing we want to share, we can’t, because our sweet girl is too pure for the things we want to do to her. We agreed to leave her alone, but when we get a mysterious invitation in the mail, each of us know we’re about to get what we want most in this world—her.

One night won’t be enough.

She’s ours to unveil, ours to pleasure, ours to keep.

Intro to Chapter 1

The elevator door chimes, and my pulse speeds up as Mike the postman walks in with today’s mail. On top of the pile in his hand are three heavy, elegant, and expensive envelopes I know all too well—arriving today as planned. 

“Hey Mike.” I smile, trying to appear as casual as possible, even though my heart is racing like a jackrabbit.

“Hey Carlisle. How’s my favorite executive assistant today?” He leans his hip against my desk and places the office mail in my inbox without a second thought. If he only knew what was in the envelopes, he might not be so casual or look at me with innocent eyes. 

“I’m doing good. How about you? How’s the weather today?”

He shrugs. “Not too hot, not too cold. The perfect day to walk the neighborhood.”

“That’s good.” I duck my head and glance behind Mike at my two bosses, who sit in their individual offices not twenty feet from my desk. They have glass walls that can be darkened with the touch of a button, but when they’re not on a teleconference or in another meeting, they have their doors wide open. 

All day long, I sneak peeks of them while secret fantasies involving one or both of them dance through my mind. 

With my desk outside their doors, I’m always within earshot, ready to respond to their every need, fulfill their every want. While it’s my job, it’s also my pleasure because I love them more than I should. 

Not that I will ever tell them that. 

I’ve noticed they focus their attention on my desk whenever Mike drops by with the mail. I guess it’s an after-effect of all their years of spy training. They are constantly on alert and aware of everyone who comes in and out of our office. Honestly, I’m not exactly sure what they did in the military—something to do with security and psychological operations, or PsySpecOps—as I’ve heard them call it. I guess that’s why they are the best in the business, handling discreet client problems quickly and efficiently.

I’ve been here six months and in love with my bosses since week one. 

All three of my bosses. 

For six months.

Three bosses times six months equals eighteen months of longing. 

Triple the pleasure? 

It’s more like triple the agony while I pine for something I can never have. 

At least, not the way I want it.

“When are you going to let me take you out?”

“What?” My head snaps up, my eyes searching Mike’s face for a smirk or sarcastic tilt to his lips, because he has to be joking.

“Dinner. You and me,” he motions between us, a sweet and sincere smile on his admittedly handsome face. He’s been a flirt since the day I got hired, but I didn’t think we were approaching date territory, and I’m at a loss as to how to let him down easy. If I wasn’t harboring a huge crush on three totally unattainable men who have rarely given me a second glance, I might be interested. 

Unfortunately for Mike…

“I’m not sure what to say.” 

His smile falls, and he raps his knuckles on my desk. “That sounds like a no.”

“I’m flattered, but I’m seeing someone, and I’m not the kind of woman who dates two men at the same time.”

Three men, yes, but that’s a different conversation. Well, three specific men, definitely—two of whom are staring at me and Mike right now. Then I hear, rather than see, Garrett push away from his desk, his footsteps heavier than normal. 

Mike and I turn our heads at the same time Xander growls, “Garrett, get in here.”

Garrett’s lips are thin and his eyes are narrowed on Mike. With his hands clenched at his sides, he spins on his heel and attempts to slam the door shut behind him. Only these glass doors don’t slam shut, otherwise we’d have broken glass in here at least once a week.

Despite the glass walls, their offices are soundproof, but there’s no mistaking Garrett’s anger as his arms flail at his sides. Xander remains calm, although his body is rigid in his chair. He stabs his forefinger into his desk, his face tight as he makes his point—whatever that point might be. Whatever he says must get through to Garrett, because his shoulders slump and he drops into the chair.

“What’s that about?” Mike turns his gaze back to me, his brow knit into a tight crease.

“I don’t know.” I shrug, trying to play it off. My bosses are one hundred percent alpha males with different protective sheens polishing their otherwise gruff exteriors. Darian is pure business all the time, and any softness from him is rare and fleeting, but on the rare occasions he’s showered me with it, I’ve melted into a gooey puddle like the wicked witch. Xander is a big, quiet man whose shrewd, assessing gaze makes you want to shrivel up into a tiny ball if he sends it your way, but with me he’s also a giant teddy bear—always sweet and thoughtful. Garrett’s personable—damn near jovial with our clients—but he also has a short fuse, and an angry Garrett is almost scary, not that I’ve ever been afraid he’d hurt me. He’s definitely the most passionate of the three of them and wears his emotions on his chest.

Xander’s door opens with a hiss, the tiny vacuum broken as the seal between the door and glass panel parts. 

Garrett stands there, his face blank of expression. “Are we ready for our two o’clock, Car?”

“Yes, Garrett.”

“Great.” He returns to his office, his eyes barely skimming over me and Mike.

“I guess that’s my cue to get back to work.” Mike straightens and pulls his mail bag back on his shoulder. “If things don’t work out with that guy, my offer stands.”

“That’s sweet. I’ll keep it in mind.”

He winks and then walks to the elevator to continue his rounds through this building. I glance to my left, but neither Xander nor Garrett are looking my way, cold indifference radiating from their offices.

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