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“That sounds ridiculous.”
“What are you talking about? I’ve shared you with Matt before. And as I recall, you liked it.”
Anna bit her lower lip. She’d be lying to herself if she said she didn’t like it. “Why would you…?”
“Prefer sharing a woman among us?” Justin guessed.
“Yeah. That.”
“Sharing a womb with my brothers made us connected on an emotional level. I know when Matt or Ralph fucks somebody. They know when I’m horny and am with somebody. I don’t always like Matt or Ralph’s girlfriends. It’s irritating when I feel like I am fucking their girlfriends too. Ultimately, there could be only one woman for us. Our mate. Our cevborn.”
Anna wanted to scratch her head even though it wasn’t itchy. Seriously, that was the lamest excuse she’d ever heard for someone having an orgy on a daily basis. “And your parents know what you’re doing, sir?”
“They encourage it.”
She gave him a dirty look, not believing him one bit. What kind of parents would encourage their sons to have a ménage? Was that a European thing? She’d heard they were pretty liberal. If her father ever found out what she was doing for the Martels, he would have his second heart attack in an instant.
“Don’t believe me?” Justin flashed a Cheshire cat smile. “You’ll see when you meet them.”
Anna became uneasy. Why would he bring her to meet his parents? She wasn’t even his fiancée or a steady girlfriend. Curiosity nagged her like a fickle cat. What exactly were Justin and his brothers up to? Gah. Their cryptic secrecy annoyed her.
“You’re frowning again. Shall we join them now?”
Her uneasiness doubled. “I…”
“Come on.” Justin pushed her out of his lap and seized her hand, semi-dragging her to the bed. “Meet Kikuri-chan. She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”
The woman named Kikuri stopped sucking the blond guy’s cock. Her pink tongue darted out, licking her red painted lips. Justin wasn’t exaggerating. Kikuri was beautiful, one of the most exotic beauties she’d seen in person. Pale alabaster skin. Silky raven hair. Firm dancer body that was made to be fucked.
Kikuri splayed on the bed with her head resting on the blond-haired man’s crotch, enjoying her human lollypop. An Asian-looking beau fondled her breasts and suckled her nipples. Another one ate her pussy.
Anna tore her eyes from the salacious sight. This wasn’t right. Bedroom business should stay where it belonged, not flaunted out in the open for everyone to see. What was Justin trying to show her here? Was it okay to be wanton?
“Watch her,” Justin urged, forcing her to witness the delicious temptation. “There’s nothing for you to be embarrassed about. Kikuri’s a woman who isn’t afraid of her own sexuality. She knows what she wants and she’s not embarrassed to ask for it. My brothers and I want you to be more like her. You’re too stiff. Loosen up a bit. It’s not a crime to have a little fun once in a while.”
Anna sniffed. Too stiff? Kikuri was pretty, and pretty women had it easy in real life. Anna was accustomed to being invisible, an unnoticeable ugly duckling. And being a less desirable one in the single market, she had never daydreamed about things she would never get or never be. She’d been comfortable with who she was until Justin and his brothers threw her cloistered world out of balance. To be honest, she was scared.
“You’re quiet again.” Justin kissed the shell of her ear. “Nervous?”
“Um…a bit.” A shiver of thrill crept through her. Her ear and nape were her weakest spots.
“Don’t be. Now, up.” Justin ordered her to climb the bed.
Half-heartedly, Anna did what he asked. Her heartbeat accelerated. Her face burned.
Justin grabbed her wrist and pulled it above her head. Suddenly, she heard a soft clink and felt a cool metal bracelet on her skin. No, it wasn’t a bracelet. Anna looked up. It was a cuff.
“Hey,” she protested. “I—”
“Relax.” Justin cuffed the other end on the bed’s canopy. “I want to make you sure won’t run.”
“But—”
“Do you trust me? I want nothing but pleasure fo
r you.” Justin produced another handcuff from the bedside drawer and did the same with her other wrist.
“And that requires handcuffs?” Anna scoffed. “I didn’t know you were kinky.”
