Page 75 of Theirs to Tempt: The Marriage Claim

“The couch is all yours.”

I climb onto the edge of the sofa.

“And then what did you do?”

Closing my eyes because it’s easier, I lean back against the cushions and part my thighs.

Both men are silent.

I feel totally vulnerable and exposed, but then an unexpected wave hits me. Confidence.

I’m exposing myself because I decided to. They can look because I’m allowing them to.

The knowledge gives me a feeling of power.

At the first touch, my breath catches.

Slowly, very slowly, I circle my clit.

Since my body is already sensitized, warmth quickly spreads to my belly.

“Did you picture us watching you?”

I circle a little faster.

“Just like we are now?”

I open my eyes to see them completely fixated on me.

Their attention is intoxicating.

Caleb shifts, and I notice that the thick ridge of his cock is pressing against the front of his trousers.

The sight makes me move my fingers more quickly.

His eyes narrow.

Lucian notices everything. “Do you like knowing what you’re doing to him?”

I don’t dare make that confession out loud.

The pressure begins to build, but there’s something wrong.

Last night, the fantasy of this moment had been enough to send me over the edge.

But having them here is different.

I move my hand faster, but I can’t get there, and the knowledge makes me choke on a sob.

Lucian sees my struggle and offers mercy. “Should we help?”

More than anything, I want their hands on me. “Yes.”

Lucian’s pleased smile is pure sin.

In an instant, they’re both there. Caleb’s scent surrounds me as he cups my breasts.

“What do you need?” Lucian asks.