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Judging by the way their gazes lingered on her, Hank and Travis must’ve been feeling it, too, because as the meal drew to a close and everyone rose from their seats, Hank took her plate and glass from her and helped to clear the table. When he returned, Grace and Kate were in his wake, bidding her good-night.
Veronica smiled and hugged them both, and Kate said, “I think you’ve earned a nice evening off, sweet girl.”
On the way back to the old foreman’s house in Travis’s truck, she gave it some thought and said, “I could afford to take the evening off, guys, if you’d like to stay and talk or…”
“If we stay, we’ll be making love to you, Nika,” Hank said, brushing a lock of hair back over her shoulder. “Just like I told you this afternoon.”
The reminder of that hot encounter only increased the heat blooming inside her. She looked up into his gray eyes and saw the truth there. She turned to Travis as he parked the truck outside the old foreman’s house and the desire in his eyes told her he felt the same way.
He climbed from the truck and went around to the other door as Hank helped her out. “We won’t push you beyond where you want to go, Nika, but I want you. I know Hank wants you. Either stop us now or let us in.”
Hank squeezed her hand and said, “We won’t stop you from working later if that’s what you need to do.”
Work was the last thing on her mind as both powerful men closed in on either side of her, encompassing her with their heat. “Come inside with me.”
Chapter Nine
They walked through the dimly lit house, Hank leading her by the hand, Travis following behind her. Travis set to work, building a fire in the bedroom fireplace. Hank placed the black zippered bag he’d brought in with him on the chair in the corner and then moved around the room, lighting the candles on the dresser and night table. Veronica had no idea what was in the bag but had a few guesses.
Travis closed his arms around her from behind, tilting her chin to him so he could kiss her. His lips were warm, cajoling, unraveling her tightly wound emotions as Hank returned and caressed her bared throat before leaning down to lay a kiss on her there. Trembling in their embrace, she panted rapidly as Hank began unbuttoning the row of buttons that held her lightweight sweater closed in the front.
Hank laid her sweater open and looked into her eyes as he gripped her jaw with gentle fingers, trapping her gaze with his. In a soft, but firm voice, Hank said, “Let Travis undress you, Nika, while I get ready.”
Get ready?
Travis chuckled as he kissed her shoulder and said, “You are a delight, Nika. The way you react is like food to a Dominant’s soul.”
“It is?”
“Yes. Your face is like an open book,” he said as he tilted her face again so she couldn’t watch Hank as he rifled around in the black bag. All she could see was Travis as he removed her eyeglasses, laid them aside, and kissed her.
“What are you going to do with me?”
“Nothing you won’t love, some things that may surprise you, and other things that push your boundaries a bit. Do you have a safeword picked out yet?” He watched her with brown eyes that were warm with desire and she could feel the hard shaft pressed against her ass.
“We’re not just going to make love?”
“No, Nika. We don’t ‘just make love.’ As nice as making love to you sounds, that’s not all we have planned for you tonight. We won’t hurt you, but we plan to begin as we mean to go on.”
But what if beginning as I mean to go on leaves my heart broken in the end?
Travis watched her and his brows drew together as he turned her to face him. “Why the sad face? You have nothing to fear from us. Hank isn’t getting out the whips and chains, Nika.”
She shook her head, dispelling the thoughts, hoping she wasn’t dampening their desire to dominate her. “Nothing. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Then trust us to take care of you. You heard what Hank said the other night about his kind of Dominance. Maybe we’re atypical and that’s why we’re doing this together with you. Neither of us is going to suddenly present you with a stern, harsh demeanor or withhold affection from you. We don’t flip a switch and turn into uber-Doms. Our play begins and ends with what we think that you need as our sub. We want to set the part of you that’s in bondage free, not the other way around. Did you imagine Hank was getting out the manacles and a cane?”
