Maya’s POV

“On your back. Legs open. Hands above your head.”

Kai’s voice filled the open-sided villa as the three of us stepped inside. Ocean sound rolled through the wide gaps in the walls, soft and constant. Lantern light threw warm gold across the platform bed. I was still Maya Ellison, the lawyer who had signed away every careful boundary the moment I agreed to let strangers join us. The couple from the lounge followed without hurry. The woman had dark hair that clung to her damp shoulders. The man was broad through the chest and already hard. Kai stood at the foot of the bed and watched me settle...