Page 47 of Their Virgins Secret

“Not yet, brother. She has to work her way up to that. That’s too good a treat for a sub who’s spent the last hour baiting her Masters. ” Cole held out his hand, and Burke placed something in it. It looked metallic and attached to a chain. “She manipulated us to get what she wanted without having to admit her desires, without having to promise or work anything out. ”

“Cole, don’t push her,” Burke practically begged.

“Oh, but she wants me to push her. ” Cole’s smile turned slightly feral. “Tie her hands. ”

Her heart skipped a beat at his purred threat. God, she’d missed this side of Cole. When he used that smile on her, she was never sure if he was genuinely amused or just getting ready to do something really nasty that would get his cock hard and drive her wild.

Burke reached into Cole’s brown leather bag and came back out with a length of thin rope. As he wound it around her wrists, binding them together over her head, she felt something in her relax. She sighed, having missed the feeling of truly giving over to these men, of not being alone. Even if it was just for a little while, she needed this fantasy. She wanted to linger because all too soon they would likely be gone again.

While Burke bound her hands together, Cole stripped. Jessa watched as that enormous, hard body was revealed inch by inch. She remembered what it felt like to run her hands across his smooth skin, to feel each hard, bulging muscle and know it was hers. Cole’s hands went to the fly of his jeans, and he efficiently did away with them, tossing them over the chair. His cock stood out from his body, thick and long. She couldn’t help but stare at it.

And then she saw that she wasn’t the only one who had obtained a few scars in their time apart.

A nasty circular scar puckered up from the skin of his abdomen, just over his hip bone.

“What happened?” It looked angry, as though it wasn’t finished doing its damage yet.

Cole touched it, his eyes going down as though he had to remind himself it was there. “Took a round outside of Medellin. It was no big deal. It was a through and through. Burke just stitched me up until we could see a doctor. ”

Burke hopped off the bed, seemingly happy with his knot now securing her. He pulled at his T-shirt, tossing it away. “We were lucky that time. We couldn’t find a regular doctor for Cole, just a vet. There was my big, bad brother and twelve overindulged pussy cats. ”

“It’s not funny. He could have died. ” Jessa’s voice shook.

Cole could have died. He could have lost his life, and no one would have told her. She would have gone on, never knowing that he was gone.

“No, Jessa. This wasn’t fatal. Show her, Burke. ”

Burke sighed, dropped his pants, and turned around. Jessa gasped. He had scars across his lower back that hadn’t been there before.

“As we were fleeing with Alea, one of the brothel owner’s brothers caught up with us. Burke took three in the back before I took the fucker down. This isn’t the first time someone’s family has come after us. ”

“I lost a good portion of my liver, but apparently it grows back. Lucky me. ” Burke turned back around. “Do you know what got me through?”

She shook her head. She didn’t want to hear this. “Don’t tell me. ”

Burke sent her a triumphant smile. “Too bad, because now that you’re tied up, you’re not going anywhere. As I lost consciousness, I thought about you. As I woke up, I thought about you. As I recovered, I thought about you. ”

“You did a lot of thinking, but not a lot of picking up the phone and calling. ”

Burke’s eyes rolled. “Clamp her. Maybe it will make her more pleasant. ”

Cole let the metal object in his hand drop, holding on to a thin, silver chain that connected them. “These are clover clamps. They’re for your nipples. Burke, I need those nipples hard and ready. ”

Burke climbed on the bed and brushed his fingers over her nipples, softly at first, then gripped them hard between his thumbs and forefingers. He squeezed, making her whole body pulse with anticipation. “Like this, brother?”

Cole’s eyes never left her breasts. “Perfect. ”

He climbed on the bed, in between her legs, making the bed dip. Burke stayed at her side, holding her nipples for Cole.

“I think you’re going to like these, baby. I know I will. The clamps go on comfortably. They’ll grip your nipples and make them exquisitely sensitive, but they get tighter with every yank of the chain.

Moisture flooded her folds. She could feel herself getting wet, growing restless. Burke leaned over, his mouth hovering over one breast. A low growl of appreciation came out of his throat just before he set his mouth over the already impossibly tight nipple, twisting the other with his fingers. The suction jolted straight to her pussy, lighting her up and making her writhe.

“Yeah, baby, every time you do that, these clamps will tighten. ” Cole moved in the instant Burke lifted his head. Cole eased the silver clamp on to her nipple, ruthlessly placing it at the base, the bud plumping and reddening.

Burke put his mouth against her ear. “I know you feel that, sweetheart. ”

His whisper ran like wildfire across her skin. She felt the pressure on her nipple, but that was just the start. As she wriggled and writhed, the pressure began to build all over, like a bottle of champagne just waiting to be uncorked. So long. She’d needed this for so long. She needed this and so much more.

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