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“I feel your innocence, baby girl,” Hunter breathed in her ear. His touch ran along her opening. “Who do you want to take this cherry, hmm? Do you want Ares? Me? What if I broke your hymen now, with my fingers? Would you regret it? Wanna save it for your next fiancé?”

Her virginity was a symbol of the life she’d run from. Being a virgin was what her father sold, and it sickened her that she would’ve lived a lie if he’d had any say. She’d have married Abel and had his babies, thinking her husband was the best man in the world while he fucked around behind her back. Cheating. Lying. Making a fool out of her.

“Do it,” she whispered, tensing. Nothing had ever been in her. Not a vibrator, or fingers, or even a tampon. She knew it was going to hurt.

He kissed the back of her head, and then pressed two fingers into her. Something tore and she tried rearing back to get away, but of course he was there. The burning, painful pinch chased away the pleasure. Hunter used his thumb to stimulate her clit, and little by little, the pain ebbed. Desire started to build again, and any uncomfortable pressure faded away.

“That’s a good girl,” he said softly. “Now, find what you need to do to get yourself off. Learn what stimulates your body.”

Ares took hold of her hips and began to move her on Hunter’s hand. She stared into his eyes as he taught her what to do. If this was the Devil taking her soul, she happily conceded it.

“That’s right, baby girl,” Hunter drawled. “Take anything you want. Make yourself come.”

Ares leaned forward and captured her lips as one of his hands slid up to cup her breasts. He pinched the hardened bud of her nipple, and the quick bite of pain turned her on even more. Harder, unyielding, Hunter fucked her with his fingers. The tension in her body snapped and threw her over. A kaleidoscope of colors burst under her lids, and she shuddered between the men.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Hunter said. “You’re so damn receptive. So fucking beautiful when you come.”

As the tremors leveled out, Ares pulled back from the kiss, giving her lips a little lick. Hunter’s fingers retreated and when she glanced at them through lowered lashes, she saw blood on them. The evidence of her virginity. Her panties and dress slid back into place, as if nothing had happened.

Except it did.

“You’ve just been claimed, sweetheart,” Ares told her. “You’re ours now.”

She didn’t have to think about it, nodding her agreement. She was theirs.

For now.

Chapter Seven

Adira stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, wondering who this person was staring back. No longer a virgin, yet still haven’t had sex. For some reason she thought she’d feel … different. She did feel different, but not from what had just conspired. How could she have known she had a thing for bad boys? That she liked being between them? If only her ex-fiancé could see her now.

Cold fish, my ass!

She certainly wasn’t frigid. Turned out she simply didn’t like bland men, and now that she’d met Ares and Hunter, she realized that was all Abel was. A bland, lying weasel who probably had a tiny dick. She turned and left the bathroom to discover Hunter waited for her. He held out his hand, and she took it. He led her from the club into a long hallway where she realized the back offices were located. In the last one, Ares sat behind a desk. He smiled at her.

“I’ll need these filled out,” he said as he pushed a folder toward her. When she looked inside, she realized it was employee paperwork. “Bring back tomorrow night.”

“Okay,” she replied and stuck the folder in her backpack.

Suddenly, she felt self-conscious. Did she just leave? Were they done with her? She wet her lips with her tongue, debating if she should go.

“Sit,” Hunter said, gesturing to the chair in front of the desk. He perched on the edge while Ares was seated behind it. “Things we need to talk about. We’ve been searching a long time for someone like you.”

“Like me?”

“As beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside.”

That pleased her.

“I sensed your innocence,” Ares said. “A rare thing nowadays.”

“If you say yes, this’ll be exclusive, for however long it lasts,” Hunter added. “We won’t lie behind your back. We won’t fuck around.”

It didn’t escape her notice the words he used. For however long it lasts. Meaning, she couldn’t fall in love because one day it would be over. She was a novelty to them, and she had to determine if she was okay with that. Taking a deep breath, she jumped in with both feet and nodded.

“Then this is how it’s going to work,” Ares said, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. “You’ll work Sunday through Thursday here at the club.”

“Every Friday night you’ll spend with us at the clubhouse,” Hunter finished.

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