Three More Wishes
by Sean Michael
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James, Guard, and Damien are back, still running their resort, where every fantasy, no matter how perverse, may come true. The three men continue working out the bumps in their threesome, but when it comes to their clients, they’re a well-oiled machine. Which works perfectly for the three new couples arriving in paradise.
Cameron is losing his sight, and he knows that he'll be useless once it goes completely. He's cashed in everything to leave his life behind for one last fling. Xander is on the island for a fantasy, too. He's looking for someone to love on, someone to care for and Cameron seems to be the perfect match, but can they make it work?
As a writer, Ben always writes the script, which is why his fantasy is to give up control. He thinks his fantasy can’t be fulfilled, so he settles in for a relaxing vacation on an island paradise instead. Is he really as safe as he thinks he is?
Finally, Leo is a consummate Top, always wanting better his technique. He wants to know what it's like to be a sub, but it won’t be easy for a Dominant to bottom for five days. Leo will do his dead level best to measure up; his only worry is who the boys chose to be his fantasy Top…
"Leave me alone."
James sobbed, sweated, twisting as he tried to run.
He heard his name, someone shouting for him, and a loud banging. "James! James!"
"Leave me alone. Please. Help me! Somebody! He's got me down here!" And he didn't know where down here was.
The banging continued, got louder, as did the shouting. Then it all went quiet and he was shaking, something was shaking him.
"Don't. Don't. Please. Guard! Damien..."
The dream exploded in a pop and his eyes flew open. "Oh, my God."
Guard was right there, hands hard around his arms, shaking him. "James!"
"I. Sorry. Bad dream. Sorry. What are you doing here?" Oh, God.
"Are you kidding me? You've been screaming for the last fifteen minutes." Guard pulled him close, wrapping strong arms around him.
Guard. His Guard.
"It's okay. It's okay, babe." Guard kissed the top of his head. "You're safe, you're all right."
"I didn't mean to." He shouldn't have gone to sleep.
"Shh. Shh. I have you." Guard was warm, his chest bare, some crazy-colored flannel sleep pants soft against him.
"You can't stay here." But the touches were easing him, gentling him, and he was fading away.
"Shh..." Guard laid him back down, still holding him, touching him like he was the most precious thing.
"I'm sorry." His cheek landed on Guard's shoulder.
"It's okay, Jamie, I've got you. You're safe now."
"Never going to be safe again."
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you." Guard could growl when he wanted to.
James eyes closed. "I'm tired."
"Then sleep. Let me guard your dreams, okay?"
"Okay. Just tonight."
Just one night.
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