“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 fairytale 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 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 only 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.”


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