He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195 Big Man

Natalie’s POV

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The man turns. Irritation flickers across his face. A thin blonde approaches, dressed like she’s about to step into a club for the night. She wears a strapless pink mini dress with a fluffy, fuzzy white jacket thrown over her shoulders. Five–inch pink heels lift her up even more, and her face is layered in makeup. I can’t wrap my mind around how she isn’t freezing.

“Marco–Jules, you and I are not a thing. You are my sister’s best friend, so do not call me baby,” the

man says.

“But, Julia, we make a great couple.”

A giggle slips out of me because all I can think about is Jules and Jules. My brain gives me a picture of them having sex and calling out each other’s names, except it sounds like they’re both shouting their own name. The tiniest things crack me up.

“What in the fuck are you laughing about, cow?” the woman–Jules–snaps.

“Excuse me?”

“Julianna, what in the actual fuck?” Julia says.

“What? She’s laughing at me.”

“No, I’m not, seriously. I just think of something dirty, and it makes me laugh,” I say.

“You imagine us yelling the names, don’t you? You’re not the first person who says it,” Julia replies, grinning.

“Well, I don’t care. You shouldn’t be flirting with my man.”

“Ummm,” I say, confused, because doesn’t he just say they’re not a thing?

“She doesn’t need to flirt with your man; she already has three of her own.”

I twist around and look behind me when Dylan walks up. God, he looks sexy in those jeans that show off his thick, muscular thighs. A forest–green long–sleeve shirt fits his torso, and a black jacket hangs open over it.

“I’m sorry–did you say three?” Julia asks.

“Yes, I have three boyfriends. This is Dylan, and he’s one of them. The other two are Logan and Clayton, and they’re back at our cabin.”

“Wait, you’re seriously telling me someone like you has three guys who look like that?”

This bitch is seriously starting to get on my nerves.

“Julianna, go the fuck away. You are so fucking rude and so fucking wrong,” Julia says.

“Seriously? She’s so f-”

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“Finish that sentence, and I don’t give a damn if you’re a woman,” Julia warns,

Jules makes an offended sound and storms off.

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“I’m sorry about that. She’s a spoiled brat. Our families have known each other forever,” Julia says.

“You don’t have to apologize, and thanks for backing up my girl,” Dylan says, extending his hand for a

shake.

“Julia Holland.”

“Dylan Zane–and this is my girl, Natalie.”

“Nice to meet you. And this is going to sound like I’m hitting on your girl, but I’m an artist, and I’d love to paint her,” Julia says.

“That’s her choice. What do you say, baby–do you want this good–looking mountain man to paint you?” Dylan asks with a broad grin.

I roll my eyes and glance at Julia. He’s grinning from ear to ear.

“I’ll do it, but only under one condition. I want you to paint each of my guys for me. And I also want to hire you to paint a picture I’ll send you of my best friend and her guys.”

“Deal. Um, where on earth are you all from? You have three boyfriends, and you just said your best friend has guys–plural.”

“We’re in Florida. A few of us are in a poly relationship,” I tell him.

“That’s interesting.”

“Are you considering the poly lifestyle?” I ask.

“No, I don’t share. I’m a jealous, possessive motherfucker.”

“My brothers and I are the same way with the right woman. Natalie is that woman. I’m pretty sure we’d bury anyone who tried to come between us and her.”

“But you still share her with your brothers?”

“It’s not the same. They and I grow up sharing everything, and we’re really close.”

Julia nods, though I can see he doesn’t truly get it. Maybe he will once he meets them all together.

“Can you come out to our cabin and paint us? How long does something like that take?”

“This is how I do it–I visit you, spend time getting to know you. I sketch some rough ideas, let you choose what you like, and then I paint them. For your friend’s gift, I work from the photo you send. It shouldn’t take more than two weeks to finish everything.”

“Are you busy today?”

“Nope. I’m only here grabbing groceries before the big storm. I can come over once I’m done here,” he

says.

I give him the cabin address along with directions. He tells me he’ll be there in an hour. I text Scar and

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ask her to send me a picture of her, Milo, and Jace. The moment her photo comes through, I choke on my spit. I show Dylan, and he throws his head back and laughs. She stands there wrapped in a sheet, holding it between her breasts. Her hair is a wild mess, and she looks completely and utterly fucked. Milo and Jace are naked on either side of her, staring at her with so much love and lust. She has to set the camera phone up to capture it. I just shake my head. It’s her own fault this is the picture she ends up getting. She’ll probably love it.

When we get back home, I hurry upstairs and pull on a tank top. The cabin feels warm. I kick off my boots and head back down.

“Angel, you’re going to kill me. You look delicious. Want to come ride my cock?” Logan asks, starting to unbutton his jeans.

I laugh and shake my head.

“We’ve got company coming. I’m going to make sandwiches.”

“Who’s coming?”

“This guy I meet at the store…”

Before I can finish, I’m spun around, and Clayton is glaring at me, staring me down.

“What do you mean, a guy you meet?”

“See? I tell you we’re all jealous and possessive,” Dylan says as he steps out of the bathroom, grinning

at me.

“Explain,” Clayton spits.

“Easy, Big Man,” I say, patting his chest.

He growls and yanks me into his arms. He crashes his mouth onto mine. While he distracts me, I feel hands hook into the waistband of my leggings, and they get ripped right off me along with my black

thong.

“You don’t meet random guys and invite them to the cabin, Angel. You’re ours. No one else’s. You don’t share what belongs to us.”

Logan grips my hips and drives into me. I scream into Clayton’s mouth while he keeps devouring me. With one hand, he drops his sweats. Logan slams into me three more times before pulling out. Clayton tears off my tank and bra, then he lifts me, and before I can say a word, he sinks into me and I moan. I feel Logan move in close, his cock pressing at my ass. Clayton goes still as Logan pushes into my back entrance. My head drops onto Logan’s shoulder. It tilts to the side and I spot Dylan sitting in one of the lounge chairs, stroking his cock while he watches me with his brothers. His eyes burn with lust.

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