Page 86 of Theirs to Corrupt

Link’s hands are on my back, providing a reassuring touch.

As the tiny scrap of material finally falls around my ankle, I gasp.

Pax captures my foot and lifts it to slip off the lacy scrap.

Hunger in his eyes, he pockets it.

I’ve heard of a groom removing the bride’s garter, but never like this.

“Now the panties,” Link says.

What?

“You want me to take them off?” I ask, hating that I can’t see his expression.

“No. Not at all. We’re spoiling you.”

Theyare planning to remove them?

Link hooks his fingers in the waistband of the fabric.

My knees weaken, forcing me to grab Pax’s shoulders for stability.

Pax eases his hands up my thighs, his fingers dancing on my skin.

I can’t believe this is happening. Excitement and desire whirl inside me, crashing into my nervousness to create a potent cocktail.

He looks up at me, his dark eyes laced with primal desire.

Both men hook their fingers inside the waistband of my silk panties and gently ease them over my hipbones.

They work together to slide them down my thighs, a torturous inch at a time.

Pax’s touch lingers on me, as if he’s memorizing every curve and dip.

The air is cool against my skin, and I’m vulnerable and exposed.

When the material is finally at my ankles, Pax taps my right foot.

Obediently I lift it. Once the material is free, I raise the other.

“I’ll take those.” Link’s tone is firm.

He leans to the side a little, so that I can watch as he lifts the material to his nose. “That scent… Of you, your arousal…”

I’m scandalized.

“From earlier?” he asks. “Before the ceremony? Or from what Pax just did?”

“I…”

“Be honest, wife. Otherwise you might earn a spanking.”

I dig my fingers into Pax’s muscular shoulders.A spanking?Link can’t be serious. Yet his features are set, and there’s no hint of teasing in his voice.

Would he really do that?

Pax’s hands, still on my thighs, begin to move upward again, his thumbs tracing circles on my inner thighs. I can’t look away from the reflection of Link in the mirror, holding my panties, his gaze locked on mine.

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