Page 111 of Theirs to Tempt: The Marriage Claim

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She moves to the center of the penthouse in that impossible dress, wrap discarded, metal still biting her nipples into tight, obvious peaks.

In the uncovered windows, Vegas burns gold and red behind her. She looks like she belongs to the night—and to us.

I’ll never fucking get enough of her.

“You want to come, don’t you? Want us to take off the clamps and give you some relief.”

“I… Yes…”

“And you’re hoping we forgot what we said to you back at the Sterling.”

Slowly she nods.

Caleb crosses to her and takes her shoulders. “We never forget, Sophie.”

Her gaze snaps to mine, as if hoping for relief from me.

I shake my head. For the moment, I’m going to enjoy watching.

With his strong hands on her, Caleb turns Sophie toward the glass.

Then, without rushing, he draws the zipper down.

The scandalous dress slips from her shoulders and pools on the floor.

She’s standing there, back to us, wearing nothing but her heels, her perfect little body just begging for attention.

“I want to look at you.”

She faces us again, and the sight of her—bare and clamped, holding herself with that feminine dignity—makes my cock pulse.

“Now please raise your hands above your head and lace your fingers together.”

Slowly, swallowing deeply, she does.

Her clamps catch a stray reflection of light. The position offers her breasts to us, full and marked and waiting.

And receive attention, they will.

Caleb taps the inside of her ankle. “Spread yourself open for us, Sophie.”

How perfect is she?

She’s gone from being a virgin to our tentative, curious submissive without losing even one bit of her fire.

I imagined a future with her. And nothing I pictured came close to reality.

I come in on her right. Caleb takes her left. The city falls away, and she is the only thing I see.

“Give yourself over to us, Sophie.”

I roll one clamped peak between my fingers, slow enough that she feels the pull through the bite of metal. Caleb mirrors me, but he rolls the opposite direction to overwhelm her.

A shiver runs through her. Her thighs tremble once before she steadies them.

“So brave. We love seeing how much you’re willing to take for us.”

I slide my free hand down, smiling when I find her slick, ready for our possession.