Nursed by Three
Self-isolating just got THREE TIMES naughtier…
Living next door to three huge, utterly gorgeous, hard-partying male nurses has to be every gal’s fantasy, right?
Well that’s what I thought when I moved into my new apartment just before the quarantine hit.
But I had no F-ing idea just how wild it was about to get…
Evan, Lee, and Bren – three hulking, dominant studs with wicked smiles and sinful eyes.
When I’d see them in the hallway, my drool could just about fill up the Grand Canyon.
But you know what really drove my heart-rate all the way to critical?
These swaggering alphas with the jobs of angels and the tastes of devils, don’t just share an apartment…
They share everything.
I thought I’d never get a chance to release this frustration that’s been building in me for so long.
But now the whole floor is on lock-down after a break-out of Covid-19 and the guys have taken it upon themselves to do a wellness check for every apartment.
My door is the last on their list…
But can I really handle the full night of hot and heavy “attention” they have planned for me?
NURSED BY THREE is a steamy and sinful quick novella read, featuring a ridiculously far-fetched but seriously sizzling insta-love mfmm romance, focused entirely on fulfilling all of her needs – no m/m, she’s the center of attention for these dominant and possessive alpha hunks all night long. So if you’re looking for a lip-bitingly tasty fantasy to add some heat to your quarantine, you may just find that this sizzling HEA love story is exactly what the doctor ordered…
QUARANTINED: NURSED BY THREE
A Steamy mfmm Romance
Copyright © 2020 Gwenna Reid
Published by Clear Heart Publishing
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All characters depicted in this work are fictional fully-consenting adults.
Resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, things, places or events is entirely coincidental.
Contents
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Epilogue
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ONE
19:00
Liza
My heart is racing and I can just about feel my pulse pounding at my throat. But is this anxiety I’m feeling…or excitement?
I can’t say for sure, but I know one thing for damn certain. It’s not because of the crazy commotion that I just saw play out four stories below my grimy old apartment window, the ambulances, the paramedics in full Hazmat gear and the patient they were loading into one of the vehicles. Even though it should be…
“You’re handling this crisis pretty well Liza… for your first time.”
I struggle not to scan the full image of his unbelievably gorgeous body, as the dark-haired Adonis with the sensitive, piercingly brown eyes, rests one muscular arm on my kitchen counter and leans back with a cool smile. He looks me up and down with that maddeningly indecipherable smirk and I feel my pulse race all the way to the max as my mouth goes dry at the thought of tasting that smooth chiseled jaw-line with the hipster Robert Downey Junior -style beard with my tongue.
Bren Donahue from three doors down…inexplicably standing right in front of me in my own tiny kitchenette. Maybe miracles can happen.
So yeah, maybe this is why tonight’s unexpected disaster has me feeling more thrilled than worried…even if that would make me just about the most self-centered gal in existence. What can I say? It’s not like any other woman could control their desires looking at a guy like this either.
“He’s right though,” a deep, smooth-like-honey and oh-so-confident, voice from across the room says, “shit’s pretty serious right now, but you’re keeping your cool. I’m impressed as well.”
And there it is. The other absurdly unlikely and entirely unexpected Saturday night visitor I’ve mere moments ago received. I glance over at him with a shy smile, praying the heat I feel in my face isn’t showing in a blush, as my mouth just about drops to the floor at the sight of him.
Taller than his roomie—which is definitely saying something—Evan Hurley is toned, tanned and blonde with a face that belongs on the cover of a magazine. A strong jaw and powerful nose, with perfectly shaped cheekbones so sharp they could cut you right open, and maybe the naughtiest deep blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Deep blue eyes that are now pinning me to the spot with the same infuriatingly teasing heat as Bren’s were a second ago.
These guys must eat girls like me for lunch, dinner and breakfast. They said I was handling it well? Honestly, I’m just surprised I haven’t fainted right to the floor here…
“So I guess you had a pretty wild night planned tonight, huh?” Bren says, drawing me back to his smoky gaze like he’s taken control of my mind completely, “expecting company?”
This time my blush definitely must be showing. Oh God, I’m just now realizing that my bottle of wine and single glass, plus three different king-sized bars of chocolate, are right out in full display on the coffee table in front of my recliner, making it pretty obvious just exactly what my plans were…and that I definitely wasn’t expecting any company tonight either… Especially not these achingly sexy bad boys…
I want the floor to swallow me whole, but when Bren picks up the bottle and reads the label I suddenly don’t feel so bad.
“Chateux Marmot,” he reads, “hey this is a pretty good bottle of wine. You’ve got good taste Liza…”
Suddenly I’m extremely grateful that I decided at the