Page 67 of Her Filthy Reverse Harem Romance Collection

“And your heart if you’ll trust us with it. Can you handle that?” Grey finishes. His strong hands are on my thighs, moving up, his thumbs caressing circles along the inner parts.

I can feel my body coming alive, warmth flooding my system, my pussy throbbing with the banked promises shining in those dark eyes.

My gaze lands on each of theirs. “I’m not some starry-eyed girl who believes in some fairy-tale love at first sight or that I found the gold at the end of the rainbow here, guys. I’ve heard what you’ve told me. But to me, trust is a hard thing to earn. My body, though. Yeah, I can give you that. Can we start there?”

We sit in momentary silence as the sun peeks over the horizon beyond the large windows like a wave of hope rising to meet the new day. Maybe I do have a chance at happiness. Just maybe.

“You feel it. This bond between us. I know you do. You’re just scared.”

My gaze falls to Grey’s moving lips and my tongue slips out to wet mine, pulling his attention there.

“Yes,” I tell him. To all the above. Yes. “But can I trust the undeniable connection you stir in me every time your skin connects with mine?” I turn to Sy and Drake. “Or yours?”

Grey shoots his friends a quick look. “Let’s find out.”

My brows rise. “What will you do with me?”

Sylan grins, taking a foot in hand, and removes a stiletto. Drake does the same. I swear they are connected at the brain.

A sly smile takes over Sylan’s face. “Right now, this is about us. We’re going to show you the selfish bastards that we are. Greedy. We want it all. Do you understand? Six months of looking at surveillance of our beautiful treasure is a damn long time to look and not touch. So shut the fuck up and sit there and enjoy this. No more questions.”

Beside him, both of his friends wear gruff smiles that have my heart rate tripling.

I nail them with a puzzled look.

“Better do as he says, sweetheart.”

“I’m only getting started. Once I am satisfied you are no longer in pain from these terrible shoes, we’re going to mark your entire fucking body and make sure you only remember our touch and never again want to defy us by putting yourself in harm’s way. We’ll erase every memory you have of any other man you allowed to touch our property. And we’ll make damn sure you love every fucking minute.”

Katriona

It’s crazy that I want to make him promise all those things and more. This is all wrong and so right on so many different levels. It’s insane. I want to know what it’s like to belong to these powerful men. To be their queen.

I’m suddenly filled with an unsettling wave of shame. They’re supposed to be the bad guys, the monsters everyone fears. And here I am wanting them to pleasure my body past anything I’ve ever felt before. What kind of person does that make me?

A horny one, for damn sure. But am I just as bad as my father?

I chance a look into Sy’s eyes as he works my foot between his powerful hands. He’s like a vortex and I’ve been sucked in. His firm hands are divine, and I know I’m going to love them on the rest of my body.

I’m drawn to him not only because he’s gorgeous with his perfect jawline, haunted eyes and rough smoky voice, but because of how he makes me feel.

The material of his shirt pulls across his broad shoulders and he’s rolled the cuffs up to reveal thick forearms that flex with each movement. Those tats are doing another round on my self-control, too. With each stroke of his thumbs across my arch, I feel myself relaxing.

Power swirls around them like a force of protection and something to fear all at once. It’s so thick it fills this room and makes the hair on my arms rise from the currents rushing through the ample space.

Drake perches on the end of the couch and rests my foot on his chest. He runs a hand up the inside of my leg, never taking his eyes off my body. “You will never fear us.As long as you are in our arms, in our bed, in our home you will never have reason to question this.” He’s not lookingatme but at Grey sliding from his chair to settle between my legs.

His hands scrunch the hem of my uniform over my hips, exposing my thighs to his warm kisses and curious tongue. “We are not the monsters you may think we are.” His dark head of hair dips and those lips of his skim over the band of my panties. “But we will protect what is ours.” He stills over my clit still covered in cotton, the hot air of his breath like a caress and I’m about to scream from needing his mouth on me there if he doesn’t hurry up.

“And Katriona. In case you don’t know it. That means you.” He raises his gaze, and I’m shocked by the intensity that I see. “Now and forever. To love, to keep close and to protect.”

Love?

His voice climbs, and my heart starts pounding hard and fast with every word he growls. “You’ll never lack again. This we promise.”

I love how each of them speaks for the others. I want friends like that and something tells me I’ll have that with them. Grey leans in and strokes the tip of his tongue over the plumpness of my bottom lips before slipping a hand behind my head and pulling me within an inch of his lips. He presses his forehead against mine. “But I can’t have you looking at me like you can’t trust me. Can’t trust us. You either give us all of you or nothing at all. We don’t take unless we take fully.”

The shame I felt only moments ago ghosts me, morphing into a fear that they will reject me and return me to the shell of a life I’ve been kidding myself with. Because without them I know my life would be meaningless.

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