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He touched her cheek. “No, baby, that’s not weird at all. In fact, I’m glad you haven’t. My brothers and I shared you emotionally, claiming you as our girl, but never physically. I blame that on timing, our military service, college, and how busy we all were, but the truth is we were young and inexperienced. We weren’t ready. Tonight, we are. Mitchell, Lucas, and I want to claim you for our own. This is the ultimate sharing. You are ours, Phoebe Blue. All ours.”
“Yes, Master. I am yours.”
He crushed his mouth to her juicy lips. “Thank you, baby.”
“For what?”
“For saving me.”
“You saved me, too, Jason.”
He walked her to the bench, where Lucas and Mitchell stood on opposites sides.
The three of them helped her lie face down on the bench.
“Let me put my hands behind my back, Sirs. That way you can put them in the cuffs.”
He grinned. He loved her fire. “We give the orders, sub.” He tugged on her hair, reminding her who was in charge. “You will obey our every command. Understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered in a sweet tone of submissiveness he loved.
He stroked her neck. “We’re going to cuff your hands forward to the legs of the bench, baby. That way we can have free access to this beautiful back.” He ran his fingers up and down her spine and was rewarded with a tremble from her.
They placed her wrists and ankles in cuffs and attached them to the D-clamps on the legs of the bench.
The hubbub of the crowd was growing.
Jason bent down, looking into her blue eyes seeing several glimmers of excitement. “You’re gorgeous, baby.”
“Thank you, Master. You are, too.”
He’d never been called gorgeous before, but hearing it from her trembling lips thrilled him. “You’re mine, baby, mine and my brothers.”
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Attached to the bench, Phoebe could barely hold back her excitement. “Yes, Sir. I’m yours, Lucas, and Mitchell’s submissive.”
Jason bent down and kissed her long and deep.
The oohs and ahs she heard from the onlookers gave her a nice tingle in her belly. She loved every shiver of anticipation inside her. Pride swelled in her chest, wearing her three Wolfe brother’s collar in front of the Phase Four crowd. With the lighting at the club, she could only make out silhouettes but no faces.
“Don’t move.” Jason’s command froze her in place. “Very good.” He straightened up and turned to their audience. “Time to take your seats.”
I’m going to actually do this? My bottom is going to be bare in front of everyone?
Mitchell came up beside her. “Focus on only us, honey.”
God, he was so sweet, so loving. “Yes, Sir. I will.” The fantasy of being on display on one of the stages at Phase Four was about to become a reality for her. But it was more than her exhibitionist’s desires that was making her so very hot. It was that her three men, her three Doms, wanted to show her off, and that filled her with pride and even more desire.
Mitchell and Lucas caressed her as Jason continued instructing the crowd with what his expectations were for them.
Always in charge. Always a Dom.
A few asked questions, as Mitchell and Lucas inspected cuffs holding her ankles and wrists to the bench.
“Don’t forget, we are in charge,” Lucas reminded her. “Trust us. That’s all we want from you.”
A shiver ran up and down her spine. “Yes, Sir. I won’t forget.”
