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Hunter followed her as they headed to his master bedroom suite, which was yet another surprise for Dylan. The few times they’d entertained upstairs, they’d been in his bedroom. Never in Hunter’s. His friend was usually maniacally territorial about his private space. Obviously, Lilianna awakened his never before revealed trust gene.
Dylan trailed behind them both into Hunter’s modern, sleek-lined, and very austere bedroom. Nothing said serial killer like a too-neat room. Perhaps they should have gone to his bedroom at the opposite end of the hall. It wasn’t a mess but was definitely more lived in.
Lilianna entered the room, walking half the distance to the bed, but then she stopped still. Her focus seemed to be on the huge king-size bed. She spun around to face them, uncertainty shaping her features. She rubbed her arms again as if she were outside in the cold, and said very quietly, “I’m sorry. I don’t know if I can do this.”
Chapter Three
Lilianna had never run from a challenge in her life. Usually, it wasn’t in her nature to give up or go back on what she’d promised.
However, seeing that huge bed, as two very tall, powerful, sexy men followed her into an unfamiliar bedroom suddenly sent her heart thudding wildly in her chest.
The insecurity of not knowing what would be expected of her in this unusual scenario had her mentally backpedaling. She wasn’t sure if she’d even be able to do what would be required. She wanted them to want her, and feared that with her acute lack of experience, they’d be sincerely disappointed.
The very few times she’d ever been with men in her past had all been hasty, half-clothed, and accomplished very quickly on various living room sofas, love seats, and even an oversized recliner once. It was a sad state of affairs to realize she’d never actually had sex in a bed before.
Seeing the humongous king-size bed—clearly big enough for three people to comfortably frolic in—made her believe that her ability to carry this seduction off was very doubtful. She’d rather bow out and be thought frigid than move forward and be proven stupid and inept in this obviously advanced and very sexy bedroom scenario.
But how could she escape now? She was the one who’d chosen to come up here. She was the one who’d told them she wanted to be shared. And truthfully, she wanted sex. She was very excited about the unfamiliar prospect. While she didn’t want to be a cock tease, what on earth had made her think she could handle two men when she’d barely been with one man at a time before today? And only a couple of hasty and fairly unsatisfying instances at that.
She glanced at first Dylan and then Hunter. Dylan didn’t seem surprised. Hunter looked more speculative. Was he thinking up ways to persuade her? If he was good at it, maybe she’d let him. Maybe.
Then again, facing these two men in the eleventh hour of this unusual seduction made her realize she was in way, way over her head. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t even know what to expect with regard to saying yes let alone to refusing their further seduction.
Hunter approached her slowly. He didn’t touch her, which she was grateful for, but then he asked, “What are you afraid of?”
Being a huge a disappointment to you both. But in response she merely shrugged. She didn’t want them to discover her cavernous lack of skills.
Dylan also closed in on her, his expression completely sympathetic and understanding. Which made her feel worse because she sensed that they’d never make her do anything she didn’t want, but sexual inexperience suddenly made her feel very foolish.
“What do you want, darlin’?” Dylan asked quietly.
“What do I want?” I want sex, but I’m too naive to even know whether to take my clothes off this time. Maybe the removal of clothing during sex only happened in movies. She lifted her eyes to the ceiling. How to tell them that she didn’t even know enough to ask the right questions? Or answer them? “I don’t know, what do you suggest?”
Dylan leaned in closer, but didn’t touch her, and she sort of wished he would. He said, “You’re nervous because you’ve never been with two men at the same time before, is that right?”
