Page 11 of Room One Hundred and Six

“All good, brother?”

That’s Shayne. He lifts his head and speaks over mine to his brother.

“A little reassurance was needed. As above, so below.”

My heart stops and the flush of chills hitting my skin is nothing sexual. My father used to say that when a deal was about to happen. For him it meant for everyone to do a clean deal because you wanted a fair shake when your time came. What happened on earth at your hand also happened to you by God’s hand or the devil’s. Don’t give them shit to use against you, was my dad’s motto.

If Jasper is saying that it means a deal is about to go down. Someone is exchanging something of value for money and of course these three are the fences. If they are like my father, the brothers will like to move loose gems. It’s an educated assumption and one that might pay off in a big way. I can swipe their rings and run or wait around for something bigger. I don’t think Ivy will care what I bring back as long as it has value. And once again, since they learned under my father’s tutelage, I’m going to make another guess and say they don’t make deals that pay less than a cool ten million as their fee…

I could be on to something here.

Jasper comes to stand at my side, looking down at me with the same hunger he leveled on me throughout his phone call.

“Gentlemen, have you invited the lady to our room?”

Hmm there’s an idea. Get them naked, sated and then I can do my thing while they sleep. They wouldn’t leave the gems far from them at any time so it’s safe to say anything they are moving tonight is on their bodies. Probably Jasper’s.

Shayne strokes the back of his knuckles down the swell of my cheek. “Not yet. We couldn’t resist her temptations. What do you say, tigress? Are you up for an evening with us?”

Instead of standing back to observe his brothers, Jasper takes my chin between his fingers. My eyes lift to meet his and like a well-oiled unit, Shayne and Voss slowly release me into their older brother’s arms.

Powerful surges swarm my body.

Jasper leans in and taps the end of my nose with his. It’s a gentle move. And intimate. His aura is clouded with shadows and yet when our eyes meet the light between us is undeniable.

“Will you be ours for the evening, sweet thing? Please don’t say no. Let us be the ones to ease you into Club Sin. Give us one night and we will give you memories you’ll cherish forever.”

God help me, but I love the way this man’s mouth moves when he speaks.

I dare any woman to resist any man who makes them feel like the most beautiful queen in a club full of beauties. My heart is no longer in my chest. It burst out and is firmly stuck to my arm for all three of them to see just how weak I am at resisting a man with a smooth tongue.

Red heat hits my cheeks and I pass my tongue over my bottom lip to calm the quiver.

“You want me?” I question. Old self doubt for being wanted for the blood in my veins rather than the person I am is an ugly burden to bear. I grapple with my buried emotions in silence as I wait for their answer.

“Of course they do. Get naked, do the shimmy and get those rings, baby girl. The night will not last forever.”

I nearly scream at Ivy’s intrusive voice blaring in my ear. She remained quiet for so long I forgot she was listening. My heart can’t take much more.

“It would be easier to say no and walk away, but you have us entranced with your delicate beauty. Can you let three brothers share you?”

I ignore Ivy and let a sultry smile play at the curves of my lips at Jasper’s answer. I lift my gaze to Shayne. “One fantasy? Is that what you wanted to know?”

“Yes.” He looks at me like he’s never meant that one word more in his life.

The idea of them walking away once they find out I’m a virgin stops me from speaking for a moment.

“Lost your nerve?”

I shake my head. “No, it’s just that I…”

Jasper considers me for a moment, his expression unreadable and then those dark eyes morph from curious to down right wolfish.

Voss eases to one knee and raises mine to settle it over his shoulder. Spread wide in front of the man, he murmurs in a voice just loud enough for me to hear him over the low thumping bump and grind music.

“Let me help you, jungle flower. Let me show you the kind of pleasure we can offer.”

Okay then.

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