Page 10 of Room One Hundred and Six

A throaty growl comes from my left. “I’ll take that as a personal invitation.”

Mirroring his brother’s stance at my back, Voss gathers my hand and I angle my head to watch him press the soft warmth of his lips to the inside of my palm.

It’s an intimate gesture; one that feels directly tied to my core. My insides clench and I’m embarrassed to admit the heat my body is giving off is all because of my inner siren getting worked up. The sad thing is, I’m drowning in self doubt and lack of experience in the seducing arena.

It’s easier to focus on them while I get my nerves under control.

I lift my chin to look into the dark depths of Voss’ eyes. One second something close to worry rakes across his handsome features and then it’s gone. Did a deal go wrong? Is he worried about something and I’m a distraction? A million questions pop off in my head, but I don’t have a right to any of the answers.

I thought I understood darkness. But looking into his eyes I see memories trying to breach the surface that has chills running the length of my spine. But I blink and the shadows scurry away. He locks his emotions down and the sensual man with the heated cravings returns to lean in and press a kiss to the head of the tigress over my shoulder blade this time.

I run through all these details in less than five seconds and that is a good thing because Voss cuts my thread of thought when his lips come over mine.

No preamble, no asking. He simply takes what he wants.

And I give it to him.

I’m here for a job for Christ’s sake and these men think I’m their evening entertainment. Guilt seeps in. I mean, can I take the one-night stand they want with me? Probably. Should I? Most definitely not.

What if they recognize me as their friend’s daughter? I can’t predict how they will react. Would they be disgusted, intrigued or a mix of both?

It’s a lot of baggage to drag up for a chance encounter. It seems easier to just leave our tentative connection untouched and I pretend to be the stranger for as long as I am with them this evening.

It’s cleaner and I like clean.

Voss tightens his arm around me, and I meld into his hold. Every inch of my body is against his as he turns me away from the mirror to face him. The feel of his length against my thigh is a delicious tease. He could literally spread me out between him and his brother and I would gladly give them every inch of me.

And my virginity. Right here. Right now.

I’m on the pill so I’m not worried about babies and bottles coming from this encounter.

I catch Jasper watching from the other side of the booth. His eyes clock the way Voss slides a hand down my thigh and raises my leg to settle over the top of his.

Shayne moves in and takes the top half of my weight. One small move and I have both my legs wrapped around Voss’ middle with Shayne palming my breasts.

God, yes. These two have no qualms about taking this fast and I am all for it.

I drop my head to Shayne’s shoulder and moan when he offers his brother a taste of my exposed nipples.

Warm lips encase the hard tip. My barely visible thong catches the spill of hot liquid pooling between my thighs.

Forget rings, the Belladonnas and the fifty grand.

Can’t I have a little fun before I ruin the night for all of us?

Five

Luna

Voss’ strong fingers grip my ass, pressing into the flesh with enough force to make me feel marked. I wrap my fingers around Shayne’s and we both offer my body up to Voss like succulent fruit while the older man roams between my aching breasts. I shiver from head to toe when he sucks one straining nipple into his hot mouth. He curls his tongue around the tip, dragging a whimper from my lips. He releases it with a juicy pop only to do the same to the other.

My virgin walls clench around the hard length of his cock pressing between my legs. There’s only the cloth of his dress pants and the hint of silk from my thong between us.

Holy shit this man is good with his mouth. We need to get naked in the fastest way possible.

“You’re so incredibly beautiful.” Shayne moves his touch to my chin and turns my attention to him. His lips move over mine. I easily fall into the spicy sweetness of whiskey on his tongue and the heat of his passion pouring into me.

Jasper ends his call and rejoins us.

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