Page 10 of Ensnared

Ilift my chin and raise a cool eyebrow. “Inexchange for...?”

Luckyawards me a cheeky, dimpled grin. “Thebest orgasms of your life?”

Mybreath catches despite myself, and my skin tingles like he’s just kissed his way down my spine.

Thatsmile is deadly.

IknowIshould stop staring at him, butIcan’t seem to work up a suitable response.

Domsnorts, and his voice turns exasperated. “Shecan’t even do that,Beau.She’sintimidated byLucky.Howdo you think she’d go withJasper?”Beaugrimaces, butDomkeeps going. “Jesus.OrJaykob?There’s.No.Point.”

Helooks down at me, andIfinally manage to tear my eyes away fromLucky’sdimples.

“Canyou hunt?Skina deer?Canyou fix the plumbing?”Domasks. “Areyou a scientist?Adoctor?Anengineer?”

Ipurse my lips. “Iwas a librarian.Ihave a masters in information science and librarianship.”

Thetip ofLucky’stongue wets his bottom lip.Hebites down and lets out a pained groan.

“Alibrarian?You’rejoking, right?”Somethinghotter, more intent, joins the twinkle in his eye. “That’s...Damnit,Dom.Iwant her.Gimme.”

Beaunods his agreement.

Domswings his glare between them, then he fixes it on me, seeming to sense an opportunity. “Andyou, little librarian?Youwant to come with us?”

DoI?Inthe last hour, with these men,I’vefelt safer thanIhave for years.Theykilled people, yes, but they did so in my defense.IfI’mhonest,I’mfar from feeling judgmental about that.

Anda bed?Howlong has it been sinceIslept in a real bed?

“Isthere hot water in the shower?”Iask hesitantly.

Lucky’seyes dance at the measly joke, butDom’snot letting up.

“Ifthey both want you to come, thenIwon’t say no, but there are rules,Eden.RulesIdon’t think you’ll be so quick to agree to.”

IgiveDoma sharp look, unsure ifI’mmore unsettled by this idea of “rules” or that he actually caught my name earlier.

Beaushifts. “Isthis really necessary?”

OneofDom’smidnight brows arches. “Yougoing to keep your hands off her?”

Myeyes widen.Beau’sAdam’sapple works as he swallows.Hesays nothing.Whenhe looks at me, his gaze is considering.Wait.Holdon.Heactually wants to...

Ilook at him, properly now.Theman is huge, well over six feet, and better looking than any man has a right to be.WhereLuckyis impishly beautiful, with those long lashes, devilish smile and glorious hair,Beauis golden tanned and clean shaven, all hard planes and angles.AndDom...Domis dark and dangerous.Stubbledand broad and deadly.

Keeptheirhands offme?Sweetraspberry popsicles.Ifeel faint.

“Thereare five of us atBristlebrook, darlin’.We’vehad women there before and it...Well, it don’t work too well.Notwhen there’s the chance she’s the last woman we’ll ever see, you understand?Toomuch jealousy.Wholeheap of drama.Whetheryou can pull your weight or not, well, that isn’t really the problem.”Beau’svoice has taken on that slow, coaxing tone again, like he’s worriedI’mgoing to bolt.I’mnot altogether sureIwon’t. “Wedecided after the last time that if we had a woman under our roof again, she’d belong to all of us.Equally.Orshe couldn’t stay.”

Mymouth forms a smallo, mind racing.

Belong?Whatan unattractive word.Andunfortunately, not an unfamiliar concept for me.

Except... they want me to belong toallof them?

Thatpart is new.

Domcuts in, a grim, knowing expression on his face. “Youever even been under a man?Well, how about five?Notthat we’d all take you at once—”Hetilts his head as if considering that, then shrugs. “Probablynot, anyway.Butnone of us have been with a woman for nearly three years now.Youthink you’re ready to keep up with that kind of demand?”

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