Prologue

Britt

"You look amazing, Britt! I never would've guessed that was you under that mask and blonde wig." My best friend Teagan playfully grabs my hand and twirls me around like a ballet dancer, taking in my plaid skirt, white buttoned-up blouse, and black knee-high socks. "You look like the perfect schoolgirl, just like Brittney Spears in her music video. I can't believe I almost didn't recognize you."

"That was kind of the point," I mumble, willing my nerves to calm down and my stomach to settle after the room stops spinning from the way she twirled me around in a circle.

This isn't me. I don't dress sexy, ever, but since my boyfriend broke up with me a few months ago, I've felt lost. I don't miss him, but I feel like I was missing out on something I didn't realize I needed from our relationship.

"What are you doing here? You texted me and said you had a headache and that you weren't coming." The concern on her face makes me feel bad. I hate lying to my best friend. "I already told my parents and brothers you weren't going to make it this year."

"It, um, got better." The lie tastes bitter on my tongue, but I can't tell her the truth.

Tonight, I'm on a mission. I'm a Halloween baby, and even though this isn't my favorite holiday, it's Teagan's family's favorite holiday. They have an annual Halloween party, and Teagan's mom always makes a special birthday cake for her second daughter, as she calls me.

"Mom and Dad are going to be so thrilled that you made it!" Teagan's genuine happiness at having me at the party makes this next part a little harder to say.

"Can you keep it a secret? I'm still not feeling very well, so I'm not sure how long I'm going to stay." It's partly true because once I carry out what I came here to do, I'll be leaving.

Teagan's eyes bore into mine like she's waiting for me to crack. I straighten up, throw my shoulders back, and give her my best stare. She finally concedes, "Okay, I won't say anything to anyone about you being here tonight."

"Thanks." I blow out a sigh of relief. I'm not sure how Teagan recognized me with my Halloween costume on. I'd spent hours applying makeup and getting the wig on correctly. I'm even wearing my contacts instead of my glasses behind the eye mask tonight. It must have been because I used the back door like I always do when I go to her house, instead of the front door like the rest of the guests.

I wasn't ready to face my targets for the night just yet, so I thought I would sneak in through the backdoor. Unfortunately, Teagan had to take that moment to be in the kitchen. I guess it could have been worse; one of her triplet brothers could have caught me.

"Mom made you a birthday cake." Teagan lifts the lid on the plastic cake plate, revealing a pink and purple princess cake. "I guess she still thinks we're six years old." Teagan smirks, swiping her finger across the pink buttercream icing on the cake before licking it off her finger. "Delicious."

"What are you doing in the kitchen anyway? Shouldn't you be fighting off one of the numerous puckheads that are always trying to get in your pants?"

I know I've hit the mark by the sour look on her face, "Jeff is here tonight acting like he's my boyfriend. He can't seem to take no for an answer. I thought I would hide out in the kitchen for a while."

She shrugs like it's no big deal, but I've known Teagan for as long as I can remember, and I know it bothers her when these want-to-be hockey players try to hook up with her just because of her family connections.

"Hey babe, are you in there?" Teagan wrinkles her nose at the sound of Jeff's voice coming from the other side of the kitchen door. She gently sets the cake lid back on its base. Then, placing a finger to her lips, she grabs my arm and pulls me into the pantry. Leaving the door open a crack, she peers into the kitchen, assessing the situation.

By the look on her face, she doesn't want to be found by the latest amateur hockey player who wants to hook up with the daughter of Teddy Hayes, the GOAT of modern-day hockey. It's been a curse for Teagan since she first started dating.

After a few seconds, Teagan gives me the "all clear" sign, and we leave the pantry.

"I've got to get out of here. Maybe change into a different costume. Something no one would suspect I'd be wearing." She strums her index finger on the tip of her nose. "I've got it. I'll dress like a male hockey player. I think Tarek has an old mustache up in the attic from when we were kids. From the year he went as a '70s porn star for Halloween."

"I forgot all about that," I giggle. "How old was he?" Teagan's mom was so mad at Tarek for dressing up like that she made him rake leaves for all the neighbors he scandalized with his portrayal. The best part is that he wore that mustache while raking their yards.

"He must have been fourteen at the time because mom almost pulled him from starting on the varsity team, and he was so excited to be starting on the varsity squad his freshman year in high school."

I remember that night like it was yesterday. Teagan and I watched from the shadows while he walked through the house, greeting each one of their female guests with some cheesy pick-up line. He knew we were watching him, so after each line, he would pull up the collar on his shirt and wink at us with a sexy little smirk on his lips.

I think it was my favorite Halloween party ever, watching him strut around the house in his way-too-tight polyester pants, with an impressive bulge in the front that any porn star would be envious of, and a white long-sleeved shirt, with the buttons undone almost to his belly button, as the numerous gold chains tangled around his neck he borrowed from his mother's jewelry box.

"Do you want to come upstairs and help me look?"

"Actually, I'm going to check out the party for a little bit." Any other time, I would gladly help Teagan, but tonight, I'm on a mission. "Before my headache returns," I add, hoping to throw her off my trail if she can't find me later.

"Suit yourself, but my brothers are in rare form tonight. Tarek talked them all into wearing matching cowboy outfits." I raise my eyebrows at her. They never dress alike. Not even for Halloween. The only matching thing they wear is their hockey uniforms. "I know, but Tarek paid the DJ to play that song about saving a horse and riding a cowboy. They have a whole dance routine and everything."

"Your mom is going to freak out." I can't wait to see if they actually follow through with it. Torin and Talen are a little more subdued than Tarek, but he's been known to get them to do some pretty crazy things in the past.

"I'm going to go change. I'll talk to you later." Teagan hugs me before bounding up the back staircase.

I take a deep breath and straighten my way-too-short skirt. "You got this, Britt," I say to my reflection in the microwave. Giving my blonde wig and black eye mask one last tug to make sure they're both secure, I blow out a breath and walk through the kitchen door into the living room, right into Tarek's arms.

"Whoa, going somewhere, little temptress?" His eyes roam up and down my body as his strong arms engulf me, blocking my body from the rest of the partygoers on the other side of the door.

With his delicious cologne surrounding me, I almost forget my goal for tonight, "I was looking for you, Luv," I say in what I hope is a convincing British accent. I played Mary Poppins in our high school musical a few years ago. Hopefully, I'm not too rusty to pull this deception off.

"Now that you've found me, what do you want to do with me?" A cocky grin spreads across his handsome face.

"Everything," I say in a breathy voice, causing the smile to slip from his face.

Not wanting to risk speaking too much and blowing my disguise, I fist his button-down plaid cowboy shirt in one hand, pull him into the kitchen, down the hall, to the back stairwell, and up the stairs to his bedroom. If he's surprised I led him directly to his bedroom, he doesn't show it. In fact, he doesn't say a word the whole way there.

Once we're inside his room, his lips are on mine in a flash. I part my lips, moaning into his kiss. His tongue takes it as an invitation, sweeping into my mouth and tangling with mine, causing my panties to dampen with lust.

He guides me to his bed, never breaking the kiss. The back of my legs hit the mattress, but before he can lower me to his bed, I reverse our positions, telling him without words I want to be on top.

"Are you trying to tell me you want to save a horse and ride a cowboy?" I feel him smirk against my mouth, and it causes me to laugh. The jokester in Tarek eases my nerves.

My answer is a light shove of his chest, making him fall back on the bed.

"Your wish is my command, little temptress." His hands quickly unbuckle his belt then move to unbutton his pants, slipping them and his underwear down over his hips. His huge cock springs free, making my mouth water.

He wraps his hand around his cock, giving it a couple of strokes. I watch a bead of pre-cum seep from the tip. I'm dying to lean down and lick it up with my tongue, but I don't have long to complete my mission.

Tarek's other hand slips between my legs and up my skirt, pushing my panties to the side. "Is all this wetness for me, baby?"

I nod, biting my bottom lip, letting the pleasure of his touch surround me.

His thumb brushes against my clit, causing me to jump, "Whoa, little temptress. I've got you," He coaxes. "Let it go."

I nod and relax against his touch.

"That's it." He increases his speed, pumping his fingers in and out of me as his thumb continues its steady thrumming of my clit.

My body tenses, and I cry out, my release coming around his fingers.

"Are you ready for me?"

I nod, watching as he reaches into his nightstand and pulls out a condom. A wave of disappointment washes over me. I long to feel his bare cock inside me, but I can't. I have a mission to carry out, and however twisted my plans may seem, I can't let them come inside me bare.

Tarek rips open the condom packet with his teeth and rolls it down his hard shaft. I waste no time as I scramble to straddle his hips. His cock probes my hole as I sink on him. He grabs my hips and guides me down. Once fully seated on him, I feel full beyond belief.

I give in to my body's desire and begin bouncing up and down on him.

"Fuck… you feel so good." He runs his hands up my thighs and under my skirt until they land on my ass. His grip is firm but not painful as he guides my hips, thrusting to match my rhythm.

"Come for me, little temptress," he commands.

My body pulses, and my pussy squeezes him tight as I come around his cock, my body collapsing on his chest. He thrusts into me one more time before he follows me with his own climax.

"That was incredible." He kisses my forehead. "I'll be right back. I need to dispose of the condom. But I'll be back for round two." He lifts me off his body and lays me down on his bed before going into his attached bathroom.

He closes the door, and I spring out of bed, but not before grabbing two condom packets from his bedside table and stuffing them into my bra.

As much as I want to have a round two with Tarek, I need to find Talen and Torin. I sneak out of his room like a thief in the night, forever cherishing our time together.

Finding Talen is easier than I thought. He is sitting alone in his father's study, reading a mystery novel like usual. He glances up from his book when he hears me open the door, a look of confusion on his face. I panic and say the first thing that comes to my mind, "Make love to me." The only sounds in the room are our breathing and the soft click of the lock as I turn it.

Talen sets down his book, his eyes never leaving mine. He's by my side instantly, his lips crashing into mine. I should feel dirty kissing two guys on the same night, but I don't. I feel naughty and powerful.

Talen deepens the kiss and drags me back to the chair he just vacated. He breaks our kiss long enough to undo his pants and push them and his underwear down his thighs before sitting in the chair and pulling me onto his lap so I'm straddling his thighs.

"Is this what you want, my dirty little slut, to come on your man's cock?"

Holy hell, that's hot. I never knew Talen talked like that. He's always so quiet. A fresh wave of wetness coats my panties at his words, making me shiver.

His hand slips underneath my skirt, finding the evidence of my ruined panties. "Horny little thing, aren't you?"

He rips my panties off and slips two fingers into my pussy as his cock throbs between us. His fingers pump in and out of me at a brutal pace. When I don't think I can take it anymore, my body tightens, and I come on his fingers.

"That's a good girl."

I pull a condom packet out of my bra like I'm a magician and hand it to him. "Such a dirty little slut. I hope you have more in there because I plan to abuse this pussy and ass all night long." He rips open the condom and rolls it on.

If only we had all night.

He lifts my hips, lining his cock up at my entrance, and pushes inside of me. I gasp in pleasure. Throwing my head back, I ride him like it's our last time together. Which it may very well be if I don't tell them it was me they had sex with.

I push the thought aside and grip Talen's shoulders, using them for leverage as I continue to bounce up and down on his cock. My orgasm hits me hard and fast and I come on his cock. His hands squeeze my hips as he empties himself into the condom.

"Fuck," he growls, slipping his finger between us; he gathers some of my cum that is coating my thighs. He slides his cum-coated finger up the crack of my ass before gently tapping at my back hole.

I've never done anal before, but the thought of doing it with Talen and being his dirty little slut makes my pussy spasm, milking his cock.

"Do you like the thought of my big cock destroying your ass?"

I nod my head, imagining how he would feel there.

A knock on the door pulls me from my fantasy. "Talen, are you in there? I need to talk to you."

Shit, Tarek is at the door. I scramble off Talen's lap, searching for an escape. My eyes land on the partially open window in the corner. We're on the ground level, so there's little chance I'll get injured crawling out of the window and into the backyard.

"Wait right here." Talen stands, pulling up his underwear and pants and tucking everything back into place. He zips up his pants before unlocking the door and stepping out into the hallway to greet a waiting Tarek.

As soon as the door clicks shut, I jump into action. Throwing open the window, I climb out on my quest for freedom. Sadness hits me as I leave because I didn't get to be with Torin.

I walk around the backyard, which is filled with rosebushes and every other flower you could imagine, when I come across a semi-secluded gazebo I had forgotten was out there. I decide to hide in it before going home.

I step inside the gazebo and realize I'm not alone. Torin is sitting in the darkness, with only a sliver of moonlight shining through the lattice of the gazebo walls. He glances at me, and I repeat the words I said to Talen. "Make love to me."

He pounces on me like a jungle cat. His lips devour mine in a passionate kiss. I should be concerned that all three of them are willing to have sex with a random woman, but since it plays to my favor, I don't question it. At least not tonight. Tonight, it's all about grabbing what I want for a change.

He breaks the kiss as he pulls me deeper into the gazebo. His eyes scan my body as he takes in my Halloween costume. "Brittney Spears. How fitting." He lets go of my hand to unbuckle his pants, shoving them and his underwear down his legs. I fight the giggle that wants to break free at the thought of watching all three of them do this tonight.

"Come here." He takes my hand as he sits on the gazebo floor, leaning his back against the wall and pulling me onto his lap.

I swing a leg over his lap, straddling his thighs like I did with Talen and Tarek. He slips a hand under my skirt. "No panties. I'm not sure I like the idea of you running around like this." His hand connects with my ass with a sharp sting causing me to jump. "I'll let it slide this time, but next time I catch you without panties around other guys, I won't go as easy on you." He gently rubs my ass where he spanked it.

"Shit. I don't have a condom."

I smile and reach into my shirt to pull the last condom out of my bra and hand it to him, "Good girl. Or should I say, naughty girl?" He rips open the condom packet and rolls it down his hard shaft, making me squeeze my thighs together.

You would think after seeing two huge cocks already tonight, a third one wouldn't make me feel all hot and bothered, but it does.

He lines up his cock and pushes into me. My pussy is sore from its earlier use with Tarek and Talen, but it still accepts Torin's cock like a champ, pulling him deep inside me. My rhythm is off a little as I adjust to him, but once I do, it feels just as good as when I was with Tarek and Talen. I bounce on Torin, feeling every inch of him as he slides in and out of me. His hand pushes its way between us, and his fingers glide across my clit, making the pleasure inside me almost unbearable until, finally, my orgasm washes over me like a tidal wave.

"Brittany!" he shouts as he comes in the condom.

My body stills. There's no way he knows this is me. I'm seconds away from freaking out when he tugs on my fake blonde pigtail, reminding me of my Brittney Spears costume. That has to be it. He got caught up in the moment and yelled out my character's name.

"Let me go take care of this condom." He touches my cheek before lifting me off his lap and exiting the gazebo. I hope none of the neighbors see him like that. They'll be more scandalized by it than they were with Tarek's porn star costume.

As much as I want to stay, I know I need to leave and go back to my boring life because what girl in her right mind would have sex with three guys all on the same night? The thought causes me to panic, and I make a run for it, escaping back to my house and into the safety of my own bed with only the memories of the best night of my life for company.