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He growled low, twisting his head down and away from me.
I brushed past Rook, and he let me go.
I gave Corvus no choice but to look at me as I planted myself in front of him, reaching past his wide frame to lock the door.
“Stay,” I said again, slowly peeling my dress from my arms, pushing it past my hips to let it pool in a black puddle around my heels.
His hungry eyes roved over the blades strapped to my body and the lingerie he bought me after the Lodi show. The night he first had me and ruined my bra and panties.
I put a hand to his chest and felt him shudder beneath my fingers. “I’m yours,” I promised him, letting that sink in but not without a caveat he had to understand because I would never choose between them. I couldn’t.
And I didn’t fucking care what that made me. What that made us.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“All of yours.” I twisted to face Grey and Rook, both of them breathing heavily, waiting in the wings for the go ahead. “And you are mine.”
“Sparrow…”
“You don’t have to stay,” I told him. “But I want this.”
He lifted his chin. “Then you’ll have it.”
I couldn’t help smiling, my thighs squeezing as a violent need coiled up through my belly, making me clench my teeth. Making my toes curl.
Corvus’ eyes lifted to something behind me before returning to my face. “Do you trust us?”
I turned to see what he was looking at, my throat bobbing at the sight of the table—the straps that would hold me down.
“That’s a loaded question,” I whispered, so low I didn’t think he would’ve heard me, but he jerked my back against his chest, erasing the space between us as he lowered his mouth to my ear.
“Give me my answer, Sparrow.”
I swallowed. “Yes.”
His hand snaked down between my breasts, lower to flatten against my stomach, fingers tickling at the edge of my panties.
Rook and Grey watched as Corvus slipped his hand beneath my panties, brushing over my soaked opening.
He groaned into my ear, nuzzling at my neck, making me shut my eyes against the riot of sensations coursing through my body.
Then he released me just as suddenly, pushing me forward. I thought I’d fall, but Rook was there, and he took me from his brother eagerly, dipping his head closer to mine, his fingers pressing hard into my waist. “You don’t have to do this,” he said, and somehow, coming from him, those six words made me melt.
I remembered the look in his eyes out behind the apartment buildings. When we’d fought and he’d held me down. His weight pressing heavily into my body, making it impossible for me to move. For me to get free.
I’d panicked, and he’d seen it for what it was. My trauma making a resurgence, wrapping it’s spindly fingers around my throat. Suffocating me.
I shook my head, pushing his black hair from his eyes. “I want to.”
Besides, these were straps, not vicious hands. And these were my Crows, not a dealer come to collect his due.
“Tie her down,” Corvus said, and a flutter of anticipation beat against my ribcage.
Grey took my hand on the one side, and Rook snatched my other, both of them leading me to the table like a pair of magicians might lead their lady to a vanishing cabinet.
But I intended to be very present.
They helped me step up onto the table, my heels making it difficult.
