Was Dante further distancing his public association with Luca and me? We managed to share this massive house without anyone asking too many questions; the mansion was enormous enough to house several families.
But it was Luca’s ring that I wore. It was his last name that I’d legally taken.
“Turn it over,” Dante commanded gently.
I obeyed and released a sigh of relief. The delicate D was still etched into the padlock.
I traced the curving lines with reverent fingers before meeting his glittering gaze. “I’ll wear this side against my heart.”
I couldn’t go around wearing a trinket that marked me as Dante’s wife. If I had to love him in secret, I would keep him close to my heart.
“I want you to wear it for both of us,” Dante rumbled. “If Luca wants that too.”
“Yes,” he answered immediately, love spilling from his caramel eyes to flood my soul. “You belong to us, Nora.”
“So, you accept our claim over you?” Dante pressed, waiting for my response.
I went up on my toes and brushed a tender kiss over his lips. “Of course I do. My Master.”
I’d never willingly called him that before, and his jaw went slack with something between shock and wonder.
“You don’t have to say that,” he offered, but his voice was rough with longing.
“I want to,” I insisted, gentle but firm. “I want to give myself to you in every way you desire. Both of you.” I included Luca in my fierce pledge.
“Lift her hair for me,” Dante commanded Luca.
He complied without hesitation or complaint. His pride no longer chafed at following my sadistic husband’s carnal orders. He enjoyed our dark games just as much as Dante.
Luca wrapped my hair around his fist, tugging it out of Dante’s way sharply enough to capture my full attention but not to punish.
Dante’s hands encircled my throat, and the chain slid into place. The padlock clicked softly when it closed, but I felt the sound thrum through my heart.
They were each dangerously possessive in their own way, but they shared me willingly. My husbands would do anything for me, and I would always love them for it. I would spend every day of the rest of our lives proving that I was worthy of being their wife.
Thank you for reading THEIR CAPTIVE BRIDE! I hope you loved Dante, Nora, and Luca’s twisted romance.
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