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They were interested in her. It was time to stop stalling, to stop playing around as if what had to happen didn’t need to happen, because it did. She had to see if she really was part vampire, part werewolf, or if it was all bullshit.
And if it was all bullshit, then what? Would they kill her instantly, would her love for Adrian mean nothing? Would she admit to them she was a government employee, that she had interrogated the people they had sought to find and release?
“You’re thinking again,” Adrian said, his brow arching. “Quit that.”
She laughed. “I’m not supposed to think?”
“Not tonight,” Duncan added. “Tonight just feel. You have to let it go, lass. You have to stop analyzing and just let your body relax.”
Duncan pulled her onto his lap, the water making her buoyant so she straddled him easily, her knees resting on either side of his crotch. She looked to Adrian, who lazily sipped his wine from across the hot tub as he watched. She searched his face for any sign of jealousy and found none, not sure if she was upset by that or relieved, then gave up and just decided to enjoy the feel of Duncan’s hands skimming along her back.
“Relax, Harlee,” he urged again, his huge hands pressing inward on the tight muscles on either side of her spine.
She closed her eyes and leaned into his hands, letting his fingers perform magic on her. The snow fell in soft pellets on her breasts and face as she tilted backward, her hair skimming the top of the water. Soon she felt Adrian behind her holding her head and upper back while Duncan moved to her belly, his fingertips light despite the massive size of his hands. She’d always thought the way he touched her was incongruous with his size, always expecting him to be savage instead of gentle. It seemed as if he held back with her, treated her with deference as though he feared she’d break if he let loose.
She wondered what he’d be like unleashed, thought about asking him, but then his hands moved from her belly to her breasts and she lost that thought entirely as his palms covered her breasts, the rough calluses heightening the sensations as he scraped her nipples into screaming awareness. He squeezed, still more playful than rough, but enough that he had her undivided attention, especially when he began pulling at her nipples, each stroke sending lightning strikes of intense pleasure to her pussy.
And all the while Adrian held her back, cradling her head against his shoulder. He nipped her earlobe. Was it to let her know he was there too? She wasn’t certain but how could she possibly forget about his presence? Even with the pine and outdoors filling the small room, the scent of him had become an integral part of her. She could never be unaware of him.
He bit down on her earlobe and she shuddered, arching her back, thrusting her breasts into Duncan’s hands. Moving hands onto her hips, he pulled her from Adrian, lifting her onto his lap. His cock was hard now, the wide head appearing out of the water as he adjusted his position between her legs.
Would they fuck her now?
“Not yet baby,” Adrian said in answer to her unspoken thought. “We haven’t even warmed up yet. This is going to be a long night.”
