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But now we’re behind closed doors. The three of us.
Me, Sebastian, and…
Saint.
His friend. Darkly handsome, wildly arrogant. An aristocrat, through and through. And now the man holding the leash attached to my diamond collar, a lazy smile on his face.
I gulp, looking back and forth between them. Sebastian is lounging back in the armchair, clearly in control, while Saint’s eyes are drifting over my naked body, full of anticipation. They’re both so relaxed about this, as if it’s just a regular Friday night to share a woman.
They’ve done this before.
I inhale in a rush. “Are you sure?” I ask Sebastian. Aside from the shock of his dirty command, I’m surprised.
Sebastian Wolfe isn’t a man who likes to share. From the moment we met, he’s made it clear that I belong to him. And anyone who dares touch his possessions will pay the price for it.
But now, Sebastian relaxes, his eyes burning into me. “Oh yes,” he says calmly. “You said you wanted to please me. Well, this will be for both our pleasures, Sparrow.”
I shiver.
There’s something going on here, more than just a wild sexual adventure. And as Sebastian leans forward onto his elbows, his gaze fixed on me, I see something beneath the surface. A question.
A challenge.
Suddenly, I realize…This is a test.
Despite everything we’ve been through—or maybe because of it. Sebastian is testing me. Seeing just how far I’ll go at his command.
What I’ll do to please him.
I can’t fail.
I swallow hard and give a tiny nod. “If it’s what you want,” I tell him.
Beside me, Saint chuckles. “You needn’t be a martyr,” he teases me gently, a look of mischief in his eyes. “I won’t bite.”
He leans down, breath hot on my cheek. “At least, not until you’re begging for it.”
He kisses me suddenly, and I startle at the unfamiliar touch. Sebastian’s kisses are demanding, full of intensity, but Saint’s mouth is slow and thorough, almost leisurely as his tongue explores me. His lips are different, fuller, and I can feel his playful smile against me as his hands slide over my body, laying me down on the bed.
“You’re right,” he says, finally pulling away and turning to where Sebastian is watching us. “She’s delicious.”
“So taste her,” he orders.
“Bossy bastard, isn’t he?” Saint says, grinning at me, his hands still stroking shivers from my skin. “I don’t know how you put up with it, all ‘Yes sir,’ ‘No sir’.”
“Hey,” Sebastian growls.
“Hush you,” Saint smirks over to him. “I’m busy.”
He dips his head to lick across my breasts, closing his mouth around one nipple to suck.
Oh God.
Is this really happening? I can’t believe it—but my body can, already arching towards Saint’s teasing touch.
I turn my head, looking to Sebastian for reassurance. Permission.
He gives a dark nod, getting to his feet. One hand already moving to unsnap his belt, and free his hard, thick cock to stroke, watching his friend’s mouth rove across my naked skin.
