Page 52 of Scarlett Thief (Criminal Underground 2)

His arms tightened around me, pulling me closer until there was no room between us. My heart ached at his words. He wanted to fuck me, but anything more with a woman like me ... it wasn't possible. He had a daughter after all. No sane parent would want me around their kids.

"But I want more than that," he continued. "Hadrian wants more than that. We don't want to just fuck you and leave. We want to show you what you need, baby. You need this lifestyle—more than you realize. There's nothing wrong with it. There's nothing weak about submitting and letting yourself be taken care of."

I froze, my mind in an uproar. My thoughts tumbled over one another as confusion slammed into me. He wanted me for more than sex? Gently, I pressed against the arms holding me captive and he loosened his hold just enough for me to turn around and face him.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I want you, my little Scarlett thief," he said. "We want you to submit to us. To give in and let us show you how right it is. Sex is an intimate act—most people just want to get to the pleasure bit and then move on. But that's not good sex. Good sex is about that intimacy, about learning your partner's wants and desires, making their fantasies come true. Making sure their needs are met. That's what you did for us. You got this place ready because it's what you do. You take control in your everyday life—with what you do, control is an important aspect. Have you ever thought, though, that maybe having to be in control every day wears you down?"

"It doesn't seem to wear you down," I pointed out.

He smiled, and it transformed his face and turned him from beastly and dangerous to strikingly handsome in a single moment. "Because I'm not like you, baby. My needs are different from yours. I need to be in control—it fills a void inside of me. Everyone has that void and we need to fill it with things that make us complete. For someone like you, that's submission. You give to others—and you say you do it because you get something back from them—but do you really hate what you've done up until now? Do you hate what you've given others?"

No, I didn't. If I was being honest with myself all of those times when I'd had to put on an act to get close to a mark, it had been exciting, but it'd also been fulfilling in a strange way. I'd seduced dozens of men and women by being exactly what they wanted—what they needed—and when they looked at me with such hope and desire in their eyes, with such freedom, as if they had found a place where they weren't scared to show who they really were, it had felt good.

I didn't mind the kinky pleasures they'd been into. A part of me had felt whole in giving them that and then when it was time, I took my payment in the form of thievery. I'd taken what I wanted, but I'd always hoped that what I'd given them had at least been good for them. The sex, the fantasy, I'd always hoped it would heal them after I left because I always left. It was just how this job had to be. Never before had I wanted more for myself the way I wanted it now. I didn't just want it with Wolf, I wanted it with Hadrian too.

Wolf’s hands pushed me back against the tiled wall and he hovered over me. All six foot three hulking mass of danger and deception. His thick erection startled me as it pressed against me. I inhaled sharply and jerked my gaze down. My God … how had I not noticed how thick he was? He looked as big as my damn wrist!

"Let us train you." Wolf curled his fingers under my chin and lifted my face to meet his. "Say yes, Scarlett. Be our submissive if only for tonight."

I winced. "Only for tonight..." The words slipped from my lips and I hated them. I didn't just want tonight. I wanted more. I wanted them to want more.

"Yes." He leaned forward and nuzzled my neck, the five o'clock shadow that was always present on his jawline scraped against my smooth, sensitive flesh. "And then we can talk about more, we can talk about longer—but just for right now, give over to us. Give us everything, sweetheart. Let us show you how filthy and delicious it can be to have us as your Doms. We're going to do such fucking dirty things to you, and I can promise you'll love every single minute of it. We're not like him—we give a fuck, Scar. We give more than we probably should."

His words and the sensation of his beard growth moving over my throat as he kissed my neck made me dizzy. I clenched my hands against the tiled wall at my back. It was hard to think of words when he was doing that, and he seemed to realize it because, after a moment of silence, he backed away and looked down at me.

When I glanced at his expression, a smirk appeared on his lips and his eyes glittered.Would they glitter the same way,I wondered,if I dropped to my knees and took his massive cock in my mouth?Would he drop the smirk and groan as I flicked the head with my tongue and then sucked him down? Would he spank me because that would be the same as me trying to take control of him?

Another shiver worked its way through me at that thought. Wolf was right. I was a bit of a voyeur. I'd liked watching Mare get her ass spanked by her husband, but more than that, I was pretty sure I'd like it if Wolf spanked my ass too. Maybe I was more of a masochist than I thought.

"Well?" he prompted. "What's your answer?"

I was under no illusions. If I said no, that would be the end of this. But if I said yes... who knew where that would lead? Multiple orgasms maybe. Maybe more? My lips parted and a puff of breath came out just as the door to the bathroom opened and my eyes widened at Hadrian standing in the doorway. He crossed his arms over his naked chest, though I noticed his pants were still on, and leaned against the door frame. There was no doubt in my mind that he'd heard; it was there in his knowing expression and the anticipation in his eyes. Or maybe he hadn't heard. Maybe I'd been right before and Hadrian had set this up. That would be so like him. He, like Wolf, was a control freak.

Whatever the case, it didn't matter now. I knew what my answer was. My hands came up and curled around Wolf's neck as I returned my gaze to his.

"Yes," I said on a sigh. "Yes, I want you to train me. Even if it's only for tonight. I want to know what it's like to be your submissive." I turned my head and gazed back at Hadrian. “Both of yours.”

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