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As Riley spoke, Holden raised his cum-coated fingers to his mouth and licked them clean as she looked on dreamily.

“Mmm.” Her eyes drifted closed again, her lover’s names slipping softly from her lips. Riley devoured each with a hungry kiss. What the hell was wrong with him? He couldn’t stop himself from wanting her any more than he could stop breathing.

Slowly as the dream faded, Holden watched as blue eyes opened to look up at him and that was when he noticed the puffy redness. His heart stopped beating as he turned ice cold.

All it took was that one look for iron to wrap around his heart and cement their plan of seduction. He spared a glance at Riley and made sure he noticed what he saw.

The same determination crossed his best friend's face. As long as Zahara breathed, he never wanted another woman in his life. But before either of them could think about that, they had to make sure she knew there was truth behind them wanting her.

“Time to wake up, baby girl,” Riley spoke up from the other side of the bed.

“What?” Her words were soft, featherlight as though she didn’t have the strength to fight them. Something was wrong, and it had nothing to do with her leaving without saying goodbye. He knew it like he knew her.

“You’re coming with us.” Riley slipped her from bed.

“Here, put this on.” Holden handed her a pair of shorts and a tank as Riley collected her sandals from the foot of the bed.

Holden helped her stand. Sliding the shorts up her warm bare thighs pushed his limits of control. When his fingers grazed the soft slope of her full breasts as he straightened her tank. He wanted another taste of her already. Something to hold him off for the long drive back to their property.

Instead, he ground his teeth and willed his dick to stop trying to bust out of his zipper.

Harsh, jagged breaths tore from him as uncontrolled fire burrowed deep in his chest. Thank God she didn’t say anything, just sleepily followed their instructions. One soft note from her and he’d have her pinned to the wall and sink deep inside her, to hell with all their plans.

After they’d finally gotten her dressed, he bent, hooked an arm behind her knees and wound the other around her shoulders. He pulled her close.

“What’s wrong? Is someone hurt? Why aren’t you guys talking to me?”

Rolling to a quick stop, Holden brought her gaze around to his. “Look at me, baby. Trust us.”

She stared up at him with her beautiful wide eyes before she turned to Riley, lips parted. He looked at her and ignored the questions burning behind her beautiful lashes. Bright blue shifted until her pupils nearly swallowed the last shaft of color. “I... I can’t.”

Her face flushed with a red so deep it looked scarlet. A growl unfurled up the back of his throat as she dropped her eyes and moved to lower her legs.

Yeah. Nope. Not gonna happen. The second her pinky toe hit the floor, she wouldn’t stop running. He knew it like he knew there was no other way to get through her stubbornness other than sticking to their plan.

He sighed. “Sorry, baby. Didn’t mean for that to sound like a question. My bad.”

Her eyes widened.

“No going back now.” He winked at her and smiled when she mumbled under her breath.

“You can take your high-handed macho alpha King Kong ways and use them on someone else. I have a flight to catch and I’m due at Drake’s plane in...” she glanced over his shoulder at the alarm clock by the bed, “now, as a matter of fact. Put me down.”

His little minx was a very bad liar.

“And if I don’t.”

“I’ll scream.”

“Hard to do that when you have your mouth full of Riley’s cock.”

“Holden, don’t do this to me,” she whispered. “Don’t make this harder.”

He dragged her closer to his chest and tightened his hold. The slight shiver that ran through her feed into him.

Damn it.

“Thought you knew better than to run. Sounds like you need to be punished for your crimes.”

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