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Her mind kept replaying the incident at the beach. She didn’t want to freak out again. Kelly had told her she needed time. She knew that was true. Time had softened the hurt of the loss of her parents. It had also made what happened with Boyd diminish, though that memory never had fully gone away. But she knew that time could only help so much. The shooting at TBK Tower and her abduction had caused her ancient scars to sting again, as if they’d been inflicted on her only yesterday.
“All done.” Dylan walked back into the room.
“That was fast.” She was still getting used to seeing him without his sunglasses. It made him look sexier to her, if that was even possible. He only took them off when it was just the three of them, and that made her feel very special.
He sat down beside her on the sofa. “I can be nice and slow, too, baby.” He leaned in and kissed her, making her tingly all over. He deepened the kiss, sending his tongue into her mouth, and she felt her toes curl and a warm ball of desire in the center of her body.
Cam came out of the kitchen. “I see we’re moving on to the next course.”
She looked at the bottle of lubricant he was holding in his hand and felt her heart skip a beat.
“Yes, we are,” Dylan told him.
I should be honest with them about my fears. Now’s the time.
“Guys, I need to tell you—”
“The only thing that needs to happen now, sweetheart, is for Cam and me to get you out of your clothes.” Dylan’s dangerously hungry voice gave her a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. She recognized it as a mix of anxiety and something else, something warm and delicious.
The cold remoteness he’d shown to her and the rest of the world was gone now. In Dylan’s dark Dom eyes she could see how much he desired her, and that made her tremble. She slid her gaze to Cam, who looked just as fierce and sexy. Were they going to try a little D/s with her now? Wouldn’t this—her house—be better suited to testing herself to see how far she could go rather than trying it at Phase Four? If she lost it here, it would be private. The only witnesses would be Cam and Dylan, once again. Freaking out at the club would leave her shamed and heading for the door. But what if she didn’t go insane? What if her natural submissive side blossomed tonight? All the better. She would ask them to take her to Phase Four and have no worries. If the opposite occurred and she lost her mind tonight, she would tell them her truth. All of it. Her fears. Everything. She thought they would understand, but would they stay if she couldn’t return to the lifestyle they practiced?
Dylan touched her cheek. His eyes were hot and unblinking. “Your mind drifted off, Erica. Where were you?”
She wasn’t ready to tell him. Not yet. Bring on the test, Sir. “How much I like seeing you without your sunglasses.”
“That will only happen here, baby.”
“I know. I’m glad about that.”
He smiled and covered her mouth with his. His arms came around her body, and he lifted her up off the sofa. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, feeling her overwhelming need expanding inside her. He forced his tongue past her lips, dominating her with only a kiss. His mouth was ruthless, devouring every breath. She clung to him as if he was life itself. Her heart was racing and her body was shivering.
“It’s definitely time for the next course,” Cam said, his tone deepening to a sexy, lusty level.
“Where’s he going?” she asked.
“Let’s take this morsel to the bedroom.”
Dylan took her hand. “Lead the way.”
Her lips were throbbing like mad. She pressed her head into his chest as he followed Cam to the room they would claim her in again. She could hear his heartbeats pounding in his chest. Her hesitation was gone. Whatever they wanted from her, she would give it. She couldn’t have stopped herself now, no matter the risk. Pressure was building inside her. Her skin was sizzling, plastered against him. Like a fortress’s walls, he surrounded all of her.
Sensations flared inside her as heavy want to have him and Cam take her, fill her, and claim her flattened all her doubt. She groaned as her desperation expanded. She could feel her panties getting soaked by her dampening pussy. She kissed his chin, relishing the tickle of his five-o’clock stubble on her lips.
As Dylan lowered her to her bed, she felt her nipples beading terribly, her need to be touched, caressed, and filled multiplying with every heartbeat. Looking up at the two men on either side of her bed was making her wet and
causing her clit to throb.
In a flash, they stripped her of all her clothes except her bra and panties.
“I thought you were going to go slow with me tonight.” She leaned up and grabbed them both by the shirt and tugged. “Fair is fair.” A button flew off of Cam’s shirt. “Oops.”
“You little devil. It’s a good thing I know as much about a needle and thread as I do a knife and a spatula.” He leaned down and crushed his lips to hers, and her pussy began to clench, her need to be filled so urgent. “Time to show you what I am capable of, baby.”
She turned to look at Dylan. While Cam had been kissing her, he’d shucked all his clothes.
His urgency was clearly even greater than hers. “Let’s get this show on the road.” He bent down and kissed her pussy. She could feel his hunger, his possessiveness, his power against her most intimate flesh.
As Cam moved his lips to her neck, his left hand caressed her breasts and his other hand finished removing the rest of his clothing.
