Page 118 of Theirs to Possess: The Marriage Claim
Then Brennan offers me her dress. “Put this on. We have an appointment.”
“Where?”
“A surprise.”
“And you want me to go…likethis?Covered in our…sex?”
“Do you need me to repeat myself?”
She forces out a small breath.
“You danced for us last night.” More softly, I add, “You’re a hot, sensual woman who turns us on.”
“Own it,” Brennan reminds her again.
“Like this?” Her words are softly sensual. “Is this what you want from me?”
Stunning us both, she eases her finger across the tip of Brennan’s cock, and she takes a tiny bit of dampness from there and rubs it on her chest.
God almighty. Her action punches me in the solar plexus.
Her nipples are harder than ever, and with the scent of our lovemaking still in the air, my cock begins to stir to life again.
I’d put the collar on her as a mark of her ownership.
But her hold over me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
She’s lethal all right, stepping into her full power.
Fully aware that we are watching her, she reaches for her bra.
“You won’t be needing that. Or underwear.” For what I have planned next, I want her completely aware of her femininity, that she’s our wife.
She slips into her dress. “So you don’t mind if other men notice my nipples?”
Vixen.“They will be jealous that you’re already taken.”
“You’re sure?” She cups her breasts, and I see the tips of her breasts puckering through the dress.
Annoyed as fuck, I scowl. “Unless you want a spanking…” I allow my threat to hang in the air.
“Of course not.” Through the thin silk, she brushes the tips. “Mmm. That feels good.”
I can barely manage a growled warning.“Isla.”
“You’re right that I should skip wearing a bra, Dorian. Maybe I should do it more often.”
Brennan chuckles.
No one has ever bested us before.
What in the hell have we unleashed?
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Isla
My reflection in the cottage’s full-length mirror catches me off guard. Once more, a woman I barely recognize stares back. My lips are swollen, my cheeks flushed, and the silver collar at my throat gleams, part vow, part threat.
