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A hint of a smile tugged at her lips as she stared back at him. There was no mistaking the clear, dark possessiveness in his tone.
That smile, so starkly feminine and filled with satisfaction had him reacting in a way he hadn't expected. He could feel the arousal tearing through him, building, burning hotter, brighter than ever before.
He swore his cock had never been so hard, his balls so tight. The blood throbbed through the thick, tight flesh, reminding him that she could make him hunger for her like he had never hungered for another woman.
"You're pushing. " And it would take her places he was certain she didn't want to go.
Zach had assured him years ago that Marty wasn't the sharing kind. That when it came to a relationship, to the man she would eventually love, he had been warned not to attempt to draw her into the lifestyle that members of the club shared.
"How am I pushing, Khalid?" she whispered archly. "Wouldn't it be difficult to push much further than I've already pushed you over the years? Or further than you're trying to push me? Don't imagine for a moment that I'll tolerate any of it. "
She was aroused. He could see the hunger in her eyes and in the soft smile on her lips.
She was more determined and certainly more stubborn than he had ever imagined.
As they passed through the open ballroom doors, Khalid felt the overwhelming need for her tearing at him again. His self-control was deteriorating by the moment. If he didn't have her soon, if he didn't mark her, claim her, then he was going to go insane.
He had to admit to a small bit of surprise when she followed him. They moved through the ballroom to the foyer, and without searching for Ian or Courtney, they left the party.
Shayne was waiting outside, leaning lazily against the tall column of the porch as he watched them curiously.
"Shayne will be coming with us," Khalid said, his body tightening to the point of breaking.
Marty nodded, breathless.
"Though when we get home, it will just be us," he said firmly.
Marty looked confused but said, "Ok. "
Shayne gave him a quick nod to show he understood, though there was a question in his eyes.
Marty had saved herself for him and he would not share that gift even with the man he had chosen as a third. Still, he wanted her to continue to become accustomed to Shayne's touch and to the both of them giving her pleasure.
Marty wanted to close her eyes, to hold onto the fantasy, if that was what this was, and never let it go. She felt as though she should pinch herself, do something, anything, to prove it was real.
Her body was humming with sensation as the two men escorted her down the steps to the driveway where Abdul was pulling up in the limo. Khalid's hand rested low on her back, Shayne's arm brushed against her shoulder.
The heated sensations washing over her were sizzling. The clear intent in their gazes, in the careful positioning of their larger bodies against hers was unmistakable.
It was finally going to happen. So many years spent dreaming about it, fantasizing to it. And now that the moment was here, she was terrified she would awaken once again to find it was simply another dream.
"Courtney is going to skin you alive," she said, hearing the breathlessness of her voice, the nervousness as she slid into the back of the limo.
"Courtney will survive," Khalid informed her as Abdul closed the door behind them.
The dark interior surrounded them as Khalid pushed the button to raise the partition between them and Abdul.
Beside her, Shayne watched her silently, his expression tense, filled with lust. Only lust. There was no emotion aside from the affection of a friend, a lover. Khalid could read nothing in the other man that appeared to be a threat to his possession of Marty's heart.
Khalid's jaw clenched as Marty shifted, causing the bodice to tighten over her breasts. He wanted to lower the material, wanted to feel the firm weight of the swollen globes in his hands once again.
As he watched, her hand lifted, the painted tips of her fingers stroking over the upper curves of her breasts teasingly. Her fingers shook, but her expression, though filled with wariness, was also filled with curiosity.
Khalid watched her hand, as he knew Shayne was watching as well.
Khalid's eyes lifted to hers, his body clenching so tightly that he swore bones would break. He met the teasing glint in her eyes.
"I stayed away as long as possible," he said gently. "Remember that when you begin to learn things you don't like, little flower. I tried to protect you. "
