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"Are you enjoying yourself, princess?" he murmured against my lips.

"Yes," I whispered. “I want you.”

Luka lifted my sundress over my head. I rose my arms and let him, feeling it all but fly off my body, revealing my bra. All other thoughts fled.

“You have such beautiful breasts,” he whispered, reaching for the clasp of my bra at my back. He snapped it open with his fingers in one swift motion. Once my chest was bare to his gaze, he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, nibbling on it lightly.

All I could do was whimper, craning my neck forward to catch the view. The crown of his head moved slightly as he sucked and licked at me, going from one to the other in turn. I gasped when sharp teeth bit down, then moaned from the sting of pleasure that rushed through me. The small flash of pain brought a new flood of wetness pooling between my folds, making my panties damp with desire.

Once Luka had his fill, he rose up with his knees between my legs, spreading my thighs apart, looming over me. The only illumination in the room came from the gloomy, rainy afternoon outside.

“And you’re sure this is all okay between the three of you, right?” I breathed.

Luka's fingers brushed my burning cheeks with a cool touch. “Yes. Don’t worry, princess.“

I was ready, willing, and practically begging for him with every moment, every motion in my body. There was something that tugged at me, though.

“Where did Jaeson go?” I asked. “What if he walks in on us?”

“Yeah, what if Jaeson walks in on you?” It was Jaeson’s voice. He stepped into my dorm room. I could make out his dark hair, square jaw and the ever-present sly grin gracing his features.

I shot to my feet, pushing Luka away.

“I’m sorry,” I said, concerned for Jaeson’s feelings. He’d been such a sweetheart to me and the last thing I wanted to do was make him jealous.

He strode directly up to me, without stopping, and took my lips in his. I was shocked, but then melted, finding myself pressing my body against his.

He broke the kiss, and smiled down at me. “You’re my good girl, and we promised to take care of you.”

I looked at Luka, who simply smiled at me. I looked back to Jaeson. “Are you sure this is okay with you? With both of you?”

“We are at your service tonight,” Luka said from beside me, sliding his hand to the small of my back and sending sparks up my spine.

“You’re our responsibility,” Jaeson said, raising a hand and cupping my cheek in it. “But only if you’re okay with it, too.”

“Yes,” I said quickly. “I want you. Both of you.”

"Good girl. Now. Get back on the sofa." Jaeson ordered.

I froze, flicking my eyes over to Luka. He didn’t seem surprised in the slightest.

“Aubrey. Look at me,” Jaeson demanded. My gaze darted back over to him. “I told you to get back on the sofa.”

My breath caught in my throat and I could feel my heartbeat jack-hammering away beneath my ribcage.

“Are you going to be a bad girl, or a good girl?” Jaeson asked.

The words brought back a flood of memories. Jaeson had tied me down on a similar sofa once, not that long ago, with my own panties, no less. Would he do it again if I didn’t obey? Some small part inside me thrilled at the idea, but the rest was unsure whether I should test him like that.

I slowly inched my way back to the sofa, keeping my eyes trained on Jaeson the whole time. I flinched when arms encircled my waist, but relaxed when I remembered Luka was also there. I craned my head up to look at him.

"The two of us are going to give you something very special tonight, princess,” he said quietly in my ear.

The ache between my legs intensified. Could I really be with two men at the same time? Butterflies took wing in my stomach.

I couldn’t deny it. I wanted both of them. At the same time.

Luka lifted me up and settled me on the sofa, not laying me down, but placing me on my knees facing the backrest. Jaeson came over to the back of the sofa so I could see him. One man in front of me, one man behind me. Jaeson reached out and tweaked my nipples, making me gasp, while Luka ran his hands up my inner thighs. Four hands on me.