Page 76 of Theirs to Tempt: The Marriage Claim

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“Touch me.”

“Where, Sophie?”

This can’t be happening. I’ve never been so bold. But I know they will expect this kind of thing from me in the future. There’s no place for embarrassment.

“My pussy, Lucian.” They told me they’d make me beg. And they do. “Please.” It has to be better than lying here, exposed, unable to reach a climax. “Please touch my pussy.”

He moves in an instant, curling one hand behind the back of my neck as he crouches to claim my mouth.

The kiss is hungry but not punishing.

I grab his shoulders, holding on while his other hand slides between my thighs and replaces mine.

The first stroke makes me cry out against his mouth.

While Lucian moves lower, Caleb gently squeezes my breasts as he kisses his way down my throat.

My body shudders as Lucian strokes me again and Caleb squeezes my nipples with perfect pressure.

I moan deeply as Lucian finds the spot inside me that makes my thighs shake.

Everything becomes sensation: their hands, their mouths, their heat.

And the unbelievable knowledge that I asked for this.

“You’re exquisite in your surrender, Sophie.”

“Come for us,” Lucian murmurs.

This time, the words don’t feel like a command.

They feel like permission.

In response, the orgasm crashes through me.

I cry out, lifting my hips into Lucian’s hand as wave after wave rolls through me.

Caleb catches my mouth, swallowing the sounds.

Lucian keeps touching me until the last tremors fade and I sag back into the sofa.

For several moments, no one speaks.

Caleb draws me against his chest and wraps his arm around me while Lucian settles beside us and strokes my hair away from my damp forehead.

I feel safe.

The thought is so outrageous and terrifying that I immediately reject it.

I am merely exhausted.

Temporarily insane from being at the club yesterday.

Nothing more.

By small measures, reality returns, and I know I can’t stay here forever. I want to get back to the sanctuary of my apartment and the structure of my own life. “I need to go home now.”

In that instant, the mood changes, and the air seems supercharged.