Page 107 of Theirs to Tempt: The Marriage Claim

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Like she belongs in their world.

The realization unsettles me almost as much as it thrills me.

Caleb slides his hand beneath the short hem, his palm moving slowly along my bare thigh.

My pulse jumps.

He strokes higher.

I watch his hand disappear beneath the dress, my face heating as I realize how completely exposed I am to them.

His fingers brush between my legs.

I gasp.

“So wet already.” His voice is low near my ear.

Embarrassment burns through me, but beneath it is a darker sensation I’m starting to recognize.

Anticipation.

Lucian gives my breasts one final squeeze before releasing me.

Caleb removes his hand.

For a moment, neither man says anything.

I’m left staring at myself in the mirror, flushed and breathing too quickly, every nerve alive.

Then Lucian smooths one hand down the side of my dress.

“Perfect.”

My stomach flips again.

“Time to go.”

Thankfully they allow me a wrap that protects my privacy as we take the private elevator to a vehicle that delivers us to the Sterling Las Vegas.

The private dining room is intimate and opulent, with candlelight flickering across the rich wood and cut crystal.

They sit on either side of me, their hands never far from my body.

Dinner is a sensual torment—Lucian feeding me bites of perfectly seared scallops, Caleb’s fingers tracing circles on my thigh under the table, inching higher until I’m biting my lip to stay quiet.

The champagne is spectacular, crisp and golden, each sip making my head lighter and my body hotter.

They talk about the city and what they have planned for the next few days, and I find myself listening instead of wondering how quickly I can escape.

Every word, every touch, every sip builds the ache between my legs until I’m shifting in my seat, desperate and humiliated by how much I want them.

After dessert and coffee arrive, Caleb locks the door.

My breath catches as he takes my shoulders and guides me to my knees. How can this be happening?

But honestly, how is it a surprise?

Every day, they demand something new from me.