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“Little dove?”

“A little,” I manage. After all, Link is enormous. And Pax is a demanding lover. “Not too bad.”

“This’ll help,” Pax assures me.

Will it?

Getting turned on and needy?

Link stands behind me and holds my waist to keep me steady as Pax continues to tease me.

Then Link moves one hand between my legs to spread me wider for Pax.

Together the two of them are diabolical.

“Give in,” Link encourages.

With a sigh, I rest the back of my head against Link’s chest while Pax explores every part of me.

He takes his time, standing upright when he moves the spray over my anus. The tingling and my response shocks me.

“A very concentrated place of nerve endings,” Link tells me.

I can’t believe that I don’t want him to instantly move on.

After he rocks me to another climax, Pax hangs up the shower wand.

“How’s that?” he asks.

The warm water soothed, but I’m on fire for them. “I may want to take more showers with you two,” I surprise myself by admitting.

“Fuck.Little dove…”

They take their time, soaping me, their strong hands gliding over my skin. Then they rinse me off again.

But Pax is cursory with the spray between my thighs, rinsing but not bringing me pleasure.

Before I’m ready, Pax steps out of the shower. Instead of drying off, he holds a large, inviting, plush towel open for me.

Water droplets cling to his skin, seeming to highlight the well-defined muscles of his chest and arms. His cock is more than half hard, and I meet his eyes.

He tips his head to one side. “Our night is still young.”

He’s breathtakingly sexy, as protective as he is demanding. I can’t believe we’ll be spending forever together. “So the shower was self-serving?” Another first, joking with him. Right now, it’s as natural as it is fun. Maybe I’ve put the danger behind me, at least for now.

“Of course not. All about you, Tessa.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

He wraps the towel around me, cocooning me in warmth.

Link steps out right behind me and grabs a towel of his own to hang around his waist.

A lock of his hair has fallen across his forehead, and I can’t resist the temptation to brush it back.

He’s so lean and classically handsome with his chiseled cheekbones. But there’s a ruthless power about him that terrifies and lures me in all at the same time.

Once I’m dry, he offers me a robe, and I slip into it. Link drops his towel on the floor and leads me back into the living room.

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