“We’ll figure something out,” Hunter said evenly. “As long as you stay with us.” His eyes locked on mine. “And I mean it, withallof us.”
“I—”
And right there, sitting with them with the gorgeous view of the city behind us, I knew I wouldn’t be able choose one even if I wanted to.
“I feel like this is one unit, like we all work together as one.”
“We do too,” Damien said softly.
“I want this,” I said, nodding at each of them in turn. “And this is crazy, I know, but—”
Damien’s lips cut me off, pressing hotly to mine.
“Lifeis crazy, Ari. That’s why you hang on to what’s good.”
I kissed him back, moaning into his mouth as I felt hands move over my back, another pair on my thighs. The kiss broke, and Hunter brought my face around to kiss me forcefully, making me shiver at his strong touch.
I moved away from him and found myself falling into Sean, kissinghimas well while the other two let their hands wander across me.
“So we’ll work something out, even if it means you not being our secretary.”
“Oh, it does,” I said with a grin.
“I sort of liked being your boss,” Damien said, a glint in his eyes.
I felt a throb of heat tease through me. “I— I liked you being my boss too.”
I gasped at the feel of lips across my neck. “That’s because you like being told just what to do,” Sean growled into my skin. “And secretary or not, youlikebeing a good girl and doing what we tell you to do, don’t you?”
I moaned quietly, my head slowly nodding.
Hunter pulled the glass of champagne from my hand.
“Stand, Ms. Holloway.”
I felt an absolutethrobof raw desire course through my body, tingling it’s way under my skin and diving between my legs.
God,I wanted this.
There was something so primal and raw about the way I loved having these three men talk to me like that — something in the way they dominated me and yet made me feel like a queen at the same time.
I nodded as I stood.
“Get on the table.”
Hunter’s voice was smooth and dark as he pointed at the large ornate coffee table in front of the lush L-shaped couch we’d been sitting at.
Again, all I could do was nod as I put one knee and then the other onto the smooth wood of the table. I could feel my slinky black dress slide up my thighs and pull tight across my ass. I could feel their eyes on me, and my nipples puckered beneath the sheer material.
“On your hands and knees.”
I whimpered — actually whimpered — at Damien’s commanding voice. But I did as I was told.
This was it. This is the rush I craved, and the need to be taken by them.
I felt a hand on my thigh, and looked back to see Sean, his dark eyes glinting at me as he let the hand slide up and down my bare, exposed skin. Damien’s strong hand moved to my other leg, and I felt the heat shiver through me at their touch.
Hunter stood from the couch and moved a hand over my ass, a look of pure desire on his face. He let his fingers tease across my barely-covered skin, tracing the line of my thong beneath the silky dress.