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“I want strings… I want to be tangled up in all her strings.”

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Masters of Ménage, Book 6

Three determined bosses…

Tate Baxter, Eric Cohen, and Kellan Kent are partners for one of the most respected law practices in Chicago. But these three masters of the courtroom also share a partnership i

n the bedroom, fulfilling the darkest needs of their female submissives night after night. Everything was fine—until they hired Annabelle Wright as their administrative assistant.

One beautiful secretary…

Belle felt sure she’d hit the jackpot with her job, but in the last year, the three gorgeous attorneys have become far more than her bosses. They’re her friends, her protectors, and in Belle’s dreams, they’re her lovers, too. But she’s given her heart to them all, so how can she choose just one?

An unforgettable night…

When her bosses escort her to a wedding, drinks and dancing turn into foreplay and fantasy. Between heated kisses, Belle admits her innocence. Surprise becomes contention and tempers flare. Heartbroken and unwilling to drive them apart, Belle leaves the firm and flees to New Orleans.

That leads to danger.

Resolved to restore her late grandmother’s home, she hopes she can move on without the men. Then Kellan, Tate, and Eric show up at her doorstep, seeking another chance. But something sinister is at work in the Crescent City and its sights are set on her. Before the trio can claim Annabelle for good, they just might have to save her life.

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1,001 Dark Nights presents Captured in Surrender by Liliana Hart

A bounty hunter with an attitude and a warrant out for her arrest gets tracked down by the sexy deputy who puts his wits — and cuffs — to good use to convince her true love really does exist.

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(A MacKenzie Family Novella)

by Liliana Hart

Bounty Hunter Naya Blade never thought she’d step foot in Surrender, Montana again. Especially since there was a warrant out for her arrest. But when her skip ends up in the normally peaceful town, she has no choice but to go after him to claim her reward. Even at the cost of running into the cop that makes her blood run hot and her sense of self-preservation run cold.

Deputy Lane Greyson wants to see Naya in handcuffs, but he’d much prefer them attached to his bed instead of in a cold jail cell. She drove him crazy once before and then drove right out of town, leaving havoc in her wake. He’s determined to help her hunt down the bad guy so he can claim his own bounty—her.

Biography:

Liliana Hart Bio PicLiliana Hart is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author in both the mystery and romance genres. After starting her first novel her freshman year of college, she immediately became addicted to writing and knew she’d found what she was meant to do with her life. She has no idea why she majored in music.

Liliana is an avid reader and a believer in all things romance. Her books are filled with witty dialogue, steamy sex, and the all-important happily-ever-afters her romantic soul craves. Since self-publishing in June of 2011, she’s sold more than 1.2 million ebooks all over the world.

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Theirs to Cherish Release Week: Day 1… RUNNING

Excerpt-1Tomorrow is the big day – Theirs to Cherish (Wicked Lovers 8) finally releases. This week, I’ll be featuring a series of excerpts from the book, many of which haven’t been seen anywhere else! Check back every day for something new – and a prize at the end of the week for one lucky winner who’s entered the giveaway below. What’s at stake? The very first, hot-off-the-press print version of Their Virgin Secretary! There’s also a special goodie for everyone who leaves a comment about the excerpt below. I’ll choose a new winner for that contest every day this week!

And now onto the excerpt… Here’s a little background first. For Callie Ward, falling for one man when she’s concealing deadly secrets and running for her life is already difficult. Wanting desperately to share her soul with him feels even more challenging. But loving two very different men—both Dominant and determined to uncover everything she’s been hiding—seems impossible. Will Callie choose one or the other…or leave them both?

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CALLIE trembled as she lay back on the padded table and Sean Kirkpatrick’s strong fingers wrapped around her cuffed wrist, guiding it back to the bindings above her head.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she murmured.

He paused, then drew in a breath as if he sought patience. “Breathe, lovely.”

That gentle, deep brogue of his native Scotland brought her peace. His voice both aroused and soothed her, and she tried to let those feelings wash through her.

“Can you do that for me?” he asked.

His fingers uncurled from her wrist, and he grazed the inside of her outstretched arm with his knuckles. As always, his touch was full of quiet strength. He made her ache. She shivered again, this time for an entirely different reason.

“I’ll try.”

Sean shook his head, his deep blue eyes seeming to see everything she tried to hide inside. That penetrating stare scared the hell out of her. What did he see when he looked at her? How much about the real her had he pieced together?

The thought made her panic. No one could know her secret. No one. She’d kept it from everyone, even Thorpe, during her four years at Dominion. She’d finally found a place where she felt safe, comfortable. Of course she’d have to give it up someday, probably soon.

She always did. But please, not yet.

Deep breath. Don’t panic. He wants your submission, not your secrets.

“You’ll need to do better than try. You’ve been ‘trying’ for over six months,” he reminded her gently. “Do you think I’d truly hurt you?”

No. Sean didn’t seem to have a violent bone in his body. He wasn’t a sadist. He never gripped her harshly. He never even raised his voice. She’d jokingly thought of him as the sub whisperer because he pushed her boundaries with a gentleness she found both irresistible and insidious. Certainly, he’d dragged far more out of her than any other man had. Tirelessly, he’d worked to earn her trust. Callie felt terrible that she could never give it, not when doing so could be fatal.

Guilt battered her. She should stop wasting his time.

“I know you wouldn’t,” she assured, blinking up at him, willing him to understand.theirs to cherish_front mech.indd

“Of course not.” He pressed his chest over hers, leaning closer to delve into her eyes.

Callie couldn’t resist lowering her lids, shutting out the rest of the world. Even knowing she shouldn’t, she sank into the soft reassurance of his kiss. Each brush of his lips over hers soothed and aroused. Every time he touched her, her heart raced. Her skin grew tight. Her nipples hardened. Her pussy moistened and swelled. Her heart ached. Sean Kirkpatrick would be so easy to love.

As his fingers filtered into her hair, cradling her scalp, she exhaled and melted into his kiss—just for a sweet moment. It was the only one she could afford.

A fierce yearning filled her. She longed for him to peel off his clothes, kiss her with that determination she oft en saw stamped into his eyes, and take her with the single-minded fervor she knew he was capable of. But in the months since he’d collared her, he’d done nothing more than stroke her body, tease her, and grant her orgasms when he thought she’d earned them. She hadn’t let him fully restrain her. And he hadn’t yet taken her to bed.

Not knowing the feel of him deep inside her, of waiting and wanting until her body throbbed relentlessly, was making her buckets full of crazy.

After another skillful brush of his lips, Sean ended the kiss and lifted his head, breathing hard. She clung, not ready to let him go. How had he gotten under her skin so quickly? His tenderness filled her veins like a drug. The way he had addicted Callie terrified her.

“I want you. Sean, please . . .” She damn near wept.

With a broad hand, he swept the stray hair from her face. Regret softened his blue eyes before he ever said a word. “If you’re not ready to trust me as your Dom, do you think you’re ready for me as a lover? I want you completely open to me before we take that step. All you

have to do is trust me, lovely.”

Callie slammed her eyes shut. This was so fucking pointless. She wanted to trust Sean, yearned to give him everything—devotion, honesty, faith. Her past ensured that she’d never give any of those to anyone. But he had feelings for her. About that, she had no doubt. They’d grown just as hers had, unexpectedly, over time, a fledgling limb morphing into a sturdy vine that eventually created a bud just waiting to blossom . . . or die.

She knew which. They could never have more than this faltering Dom/sub relationship, destined to perish in a premature winter.

The responsible choice would be to call her safe word, walk out, quit him. Release them both from this hell. Never look back.

For the first time in nearly a decade, Callie worried that she might not have the strength to say good-bye. What was wrong with her tonight? She was too emotional. She needed to pull up her big-girl panties and snap on her bratty attitude, pretend that nothing mattered. It was how she’d coped for years. But she couldn’t seem to manage that with Sean.

“You’re up in your head, instead of here with me,” he gently rebuked her.

Another dose of guilt blistered her. “Sorry, Sir.”

Sean sighed heavily, stood straight, then held out his hand to her. “Come with me.”

Callie winced. If he intended to stop the scene, that could only mean he wanted to talk. These sessions where he tried to dig through her psyche became more painful than the sexless nights she spent in unfulfilled longing under his sensual torture.

Swallowing down her frustration, she dredged up her courage, then put her hand in his.

Holding her in a steady grip, Sean led her to the far side of Dominion’s dungeon, to a bench in a shadowed corner. As soon as she could see the rest of the room, Callie felt eyes on her, searing her skin. With a nonchalant glance, she looked at the others sceneing around them, but they seemed lost in their own world of pleasure, pain, groans, sweat, and need. A lingering sweep of the room revealed another sight that had the power to drop her to her knees.

Thorpe in the shadows. Staring. At her with Sean. His expression wasn’t one of disapproval exactly . . . but he wasn’t pleased.

Sean sat, then pulled her onto his lap, supporting her back with a strong grip around her waist. He cupped her chin in his palm and sent her a pointed glance. “Eyes on me, lovely.”

She complied, trying not to think about the fact that it was getting harder and harder to meet his stare and not give herself to him for real.

Originally, she’d allowed Sean into her life because he irritated Thorpe, who sometimes looked at her as if she were the brightest star in the sky, then always chose another woman to master. She’d wanted to make him jealous. Hell, she’d wanted to see if he even gave a shit. Sean had walked into the club with his quiet sophistication and dry humor, taken one look at her, and never glanced at anyone else. It had done her ego a world of good—until Thorpe had removed his protection and allowed Sean to collar her. Without so much as blinking, he’d let her go.

So why the hell was Thorpe watching her now?

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Theirs to Cherish Coming Soon and Giveaway Winners!

The long-awaited release of Theirs To Cherish, Wicked Lovers 8, is next Tuesday! On March 4, you will finally get to read all about Sean, Callie, and Thorpe. I finished writing this book months ago, and as they’ve prepared the book for publication, I’ve had to wait to share it with you all. I’m so glad that day is almost here! What’s it about?

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Wicked Lovers, Book 8

The perfect place for a woman on the run to disappear…

 Accused of a horrific murder she didn’t commit, former heiress Callie Ward has been a fugitive since she was sixteen—until she found the perfect hideout, Club Dominion. The only problem is she’s fallen for the club’s Master, Mitchell Thorpe, who keeps her at arm’s length. Little does she know that his reasons for not getting involved have everything to do with his wounded heart…and his consuming desire for her.

  To live out her wildest fantasies…

 Enter Sean Kirkpatrick, a Dom who’s recently come to Dominion and taken a pointed interest in Callie. Hoping to make Thorpe jealous, she submits to Sean one shuddering sigh at a time. It isn’t long before she realizes she’s falling for him too. But the tender lover who’s slowly seducing her body and earning her trust isn’t who he claims…

And to fall in love.

When emotions collide and truths are exposed, Sean is willing to risk all to keep Callie from slipping through his fingers. But he’s not the only man looking to stake a claim. Now Callie is torn between Sean and Thorpe, and though she’s unsure whom she can trust, she’ll have to surrender her body and soul to both—if she wants to elude a killer…

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Equally exciting, stay tuned this week for details on how you can get your own signed copy of the book. If you live in the U.S., Canada, Australia, or the UK, I’ll have good news for you soon.

And now for the winners of my last two blogs:

The winner of the 1001 Dark Nights eBook (Kindle version) by Heather Graham, Crimson Twilight, is Diane Maglioti.

The Valentine’s Day contest winner who will receive a signed ARC of Theirs To Cherish is Ann Waters!

Congratulations to both of our winners! Rachel will be in contact via email and coordinate delivery of your prize. Thank you to everyone for participating! And look for my next Whisper soon… You never know what I’m going to come up with.

Happy Valentine’s Day and a Giveaway!!

For-the-blogCelebrating the holiday of love means different things to different people. It’s often celebrated by giving chocolate, flowers, kisses, and cards. Or maybe spending a quiet night with your loved one(s), going out for dinner, getting some quiet time to read a new book, share some conversation…or more is your definition of a special Valentine’s evening.

I have mixed feelings about the holiday myself. On the one hand, I’m not a fan of being romantic on command. Holidays with gifts sometimes stress me, as I’m not always the best at coming up with the perfect gift RIGHT NOW. But I often find really personal, sentimental things “just because” when I’m not really looking. It’s safe to say that I’m not the Grinch of Valentine’s Day, though. I embrace anything that celebrates romance. Over time, I’ve realized it’s not the hearts and flowers we cherish. It’s just the moments we share with those we love. It seems we don’t always have enough time to really tell those folks how much they mean to us. So make this day the perfect opportunity. Whatever you choose to do, I’m glad we have romance in our lives and in our hearts.

My little something to you today is a NEW, never-before-shared excerpt from Theirs to Cherish. Just 18 days until release!

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Why do you always make me feel like some urchin tugging after you for your affection?”

“You have a Dom, Callie. What I feel doesn’t matter.”

“Isn’t that convenient for you? That way, you don’t have to admit that I mean something to you beyond a friend. But you wouldn’t go this far out on a limb for me unless I meant more, despite what you’ve claimed in the past. Every time you’ve kissed me, it wasn’t like a platonic pal. And that certainly wasn’t how it felt when you spanked me or put your tongue on my—”

“What do you want from me?” he growled.

“The truth.”

He pressed his lips in a grim line as he struggled to restrain the

urge to grab her and snarl out his love while he filled her cunt full of every hard inch he ached to give her. “This is not open for discussion. Shower. Now.”

“You always avoid me. Oh, discipline me, of course, but don’t talk about your feelings. They’re scary,” she mocked.

“Callie,” he growled, hating how right she was.

She shrugged him off. Sean’s shirt, swimming on her petite form and hanging to her knees, slipped off one shoulder. The long sleeves nearly swallowed her hands. Though she’d rolled back the cuffs, the garment was still huge. But as she eased the buttons from their moorings, Callie peeled the cotton open bit by bit, exposing fair, rosy skin. Finally, she shook it off. The white fabric cascaded down her arms and fell to the floor. She stood before him in a nearly transparent bra and a tiny thong.

Thorpe swallowed. Jesus, Callie killed his self-control. She tested him, pushed him. Did her best to lure him in. Didn’t the girl see that Sean would give her all the tenderness she needed, all the gentle affection he couldn’t?

Her little pink tongue peeked out, wetting her lower lip. His cock jerked. With a challenging stare from beneath her dark lashes, still coated with way too much mascara, she turned to start the shower. Soon, steam filled the little bathroom.

With her back to him, Callie reached behind her to unclasp her lacy, ridiculously sexy bra. It dropped to the floor, and she wriggled out of the thong with an extra sway to her hips. Thorpe’s stare caressed the dark hair that fell in a sleek veil over her fair shoulders, then ended to reveal the exaggerated nip of her waist and flared to the lush curve of her hip. He began to sweat. Her smooth, firm ass— still with a hint of pink from his hand last night—made his cock unbearably hard. He sucked in a harsh breath.

Callie turned her head, lashes fluttering up. She sent him a hurt stare. So sexy. So tempting him. So fucking wrong…

 

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1,001 Dark Nights presents Crimson Twilight by Heather Graham

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(A Krewe of Hunters Novella)

by Heather Graham

February 11, 2014

It’s a happy time for Sloan Trent and Jane Everett. What could be happier than the event of their wedding?

Their Krewe friends will all be there and the event will take place in a medieval castle transported brick by brick to the New England coast. Everyone is festive and thrilled . . . until the priest turns up dead just hours before the nuptials.

Jane and Sloan must find the truth behind the man and the murder—the secrets of the living and the dead—before they find themselves bound for eternity—not in wedded bliss but in the darkness of an historical wrong and their own brutal deaths.

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Unconditional by Lexi Blake Now Available!!

Congratulations to, my friend, Lexi Blake on her latest release!!!

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A Masters and Mercenaries Novella

A curious woman

Ashley Paxon understands responsibility. After her fiancé left her alone and pregnant, she forged a new life for herself and her daughter. Moving to Dallas, she went back to school and found a job at a club called Sanctum. As one of the BDSM club’s waitresses, she watches the Doms and their submissives every night. She yearns to explore their lifestyle of discipline and power exchange, but she knows she wouldn’t belong.

A wounded man

Keith Langston believes in living in the moment. Haunted by the past, he moves from one casual relationship to the next and never looks back. But the moment he lays eyes on Ashley, something primal and possessive takes over. He can’t stop thinking about her and yet he knows he can’t offer her what she needs. Having her seems impossible until Sanctum’s owner, the mysterious Ian Taggart, makes him an offer he can’t refuse.

The perfect contract

Offered the chance to train Ashley and initiate her into the D/s lifestyle, Keith is delighted to accept. Under the guidelines of a carefully crafted contract, they lose themselves in the pleasures and intimacies of being Master and submissive. But when Ashley and her daughter are threatened, Keith realizes she needs much more than a part-time Dom. To protect her, he will have to break through the barriers of their contract and finally face the demons haunting his heart.
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Forever Wicked Releases Today!!

As you may know, I am excited to be a part of the 1,001 Dark Nights Collection! Inspired by the exotic tales of The Arabian Nights, 1001 Dark Nights features 12 New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors. I’m honored to be first up with my novella Forever Wicked (Wicked Lovers 7.75).

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They had nothing in common but a desperate passion…

Billionaire Jason Denning lived life fast and hard in a world where anything could be bought and sold, even affection. But all that changed when he met “Greta,” a beautiful stranger ready to explore her hidden desires. From a blue collar family, Gia Angelotti wore a badge, fought for right—and opened herself utterly to love him. Blindsided and falling hard, Jason does the first impulsive thing of his life and hustles her to the altar.

Until a second chance proved that forever could be theirs.

Then tragedy ripped Jason’s new bride from his arms and out of his life. When he finds Gia again, he gives her a choice: spend the three weeks before their first anniversary with him or forfeit the money she receives from their marriage. Reluctantly, she agrees to once again put herself at his mercy and return to his bed. But having her right where he wants her is dangerous for Jason’s peace of mind. No matter how hard he tries, he finds himself falling for her again. Will he learn to trust that their love is real before Gia leaves again for good?

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“You’re on time. Very good.” He stepped back to admit her. As she entered with leaden legs, he glancedFW Quote pic at her suitcase that had seen better days. “Is that all you brought?”

Had he expected her to bring her whole closet? “You gave me the impression I wasn’t going to need many clothes.”

“You won’t.” He shut the door behind her and took her bag. “I don’t have many ground rules while you’re here. Anything you see in the kitchen you want, take it. Do

n’t leave the building without consulting me. I’ve got a heated pool on the deck outside our bedroom. There’s a full gym downstairs. You’re welcome to use either as you’d like. No work while you’re here, especially on your brother’s case. We’ll discuss any family emergencies together as they arise. When we’re sceneing, you will call me Mr. Denning. Is anything I’ve said confusing?”

“No.” She supposed that since she hadn’t seen or knelt for him in nearly a year, he no longer wanted her to call him Master. That was just fine. That slash of pain didn’t mean a damn thing.

The Young and The Submissive has released!

Have you heard the news? The Young and The Submissive (Doms of Her Life, 2) is available on most eBook sites!! It picks up where One Dom To Love (book 1) left off. For a peek into the continuing adventures of Raine, Hammer, and Liam are up to, read the excerpt posted here.

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Doms of Her Life, Book 2

Raine Kendall has everything a woman could want…almost. Sexy, tender Dom Liam O’Neill is her knight in shining armor, but Raine keeps pinching herself. Is he too good to be true or is this growing connection one that could last a lifetime? She’s constantly torn by her abiding feelings for her commanding boss, Macen “Hammer” Hammerman, especially in the wake of the mind-blowing night he cast aside the barriers between them and ravaged every inch of her body.

Hammer, Liam’s former best friend, can’t stop coveting Raine. But Liam is determined to hold and guide the woman he loves and see if she can be the submissive of his dreams. However, he’s finding that her trust is hard won and he needs a bloody crowbar to pry open her scarred soul. So he risks everything to win her once and for all. But once he’s put his daring plan in motion, will it cost Liam his heart if he loses Raine to Hammer for good?
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Ours To Love Releases Today!

The day is FINALLY here. I’ve been waiting for what seems like forever. Some of you I’ve spoken with have said the same thing. But today, Ours To Love, Wicked Lovers #7, hit stores and eReaders! If you haven’t heard me shout from the rooftops about this book, here’s all the 411:

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Ours to Love

Wicked Lovers, Book 7

Between two brothers…
Xander Santiago spent years living it up as a billionaire playboy. Never given a chance to lead his family business in the boardroom, he became a Master in the bedroom instead. His older brother inherited the company and worked tirelessly to make it an empire. But while the cutthroat corporate espionage took its toll on Javier, nothing was as devastating as the seemingly senseless murder of his wife. It propelled him into a year of punishing rage and guilt…until Xander came to his rescue.

Comes an irresistible woman …
Eager to rejuvenate Javier’s life, Xander shanghais him to Louisiana where they meet the beautiful London McLane. After surviving a decade of tragedy and struggle, London is determined to make a fresh start—and these sexy billionaire brothers are more than willing to help. In every way. And London is stunned to find herself open to every heated suggestion…and desperately hoping that her love will heal them.

And inescapable danger …
But a killer with a hidden motive is watching, on a single-minded mission to destroy everything the Santiago brothers hold dear, especially London. And as fear and desire collide, every passionate beat of her heart could be her last.

 

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For those of you who have been following the series, you know Xander (first introduced in Belong To Me) is a total playboy. You HAD to know there was a story there. Ours To Love is the longest, meatiest Wicked Lovers book to date. It’s a story that touched my heart about healing, forgiveness, and acceptance. With, yes, some really steamy stuff. I’ve been waiting and dying to share some juicy excerpts with you. So here’s a little something just for you…

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“Hurry!”

Javier crawled onto the bed and hovered above her, his stare penetrating deep. “You don’t get to set the timetable or make the rules, little one. Dominant.” He pointed to himself. “Lovely submissive.” He put his hand over her chest, then cupped her breast.

“You do what we tell you,” Xander added, running a hand up her thigh. “You take what we give you.”

“And I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy hearing you beg often,” Javier growled.

Every word they spoke only aroused her more. She whimpered and writhed, lifting her hips and staring at them with pleading eyes. “Yes, Sir. Just . . . please.”

“God, that’s music to my ears,” Javier groaned, then pushed away from her.

He turned, searching around him in a circle—the chaise, the floor, the dresser—until he found what he was looking for. He grabbed the thick, round bolster pillow in chocolate satin and prowled toward her. “Arch for me.”

Tossing her head back, she did as he asked. Javier slid the pillow under the middle of her back. She didn’t have enough slack in the ropes binding her wrists to lift her upper body up. She could only stay in place, her breasts pointed to the ceiling in offering.

“She looks lovely,” Xander praised. “Good call. You need a safe word, belleza.”

“A what?”

Javier lifted the backpack and tore the zipper down, fishing around inside. “A word that tells us you’ve reached your mental or physical limits. A word not to be used lightly.” He turned to his brother. “Clamps?”

For her nipples? Would they hurt? Would they just put pressure on her sensitive buds? Or would it be like their mouths, a sensation that tugged all the way down to her clit? She swallowed a lump of lust, wishing she could find out right now.

“Sorry. Next time,” Xander said with regret to his brother, then focused on her. “Now think of a word. Something you wouldn’t normally say during sex.”

Since she didn’t really know what words she might or might not use then, London drew a bit of a blank.

Xander smiled at her. “Something other than ‘please’ or ‘yes’ or ‘harder.’”

Javier lifted something out of the backpack and tucked it into his palm with a chuckle. “I don’t recommend ‘hurry’ or ‘fuck me,’ either. Whatever word you choose will make us stop immediately.”

“And you shouldn’t settle on anything like ‘no’ or ‘stop,’” Xander advised.

“Because you won’t listen?” She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Scared and excited and a little nervous, which didn’t totally make sense. Everything was happening so fast, and she wasn’t completely sure how she felt about it all. Except that she wanted these two men. London was crystal clear on that.

He shook his head. “If you want to pretend to protest and you want me to pretend that I’m not listening, I’m game.”

“Me, too.” Javier reached over to the nightstand, set something down out of her line of vision.

“And nothing smart-ass like ‘pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis.’ I had a sub try that on me once.” He smiled tightly. “I gave her a really red butt and absolutely zero orgasms for that. Safe words are serious business, belleza. Pick one.” Xander sounded emphatic.

“Now.” Javier just sounded impatient.

He retrieved whatever he’d placed on the nightstand and slid it into his palm. She stared at his clenched fist and tried to imagine what he held. London’s thoughts went wild, but she really had no idea.

“Um . . .” They both watched her, and it made her anxious. And, okay, it really turned her on. She blurted out the first word that came to mind. “Ford.”

“Like the car?” Xander asked, seemingly confused.

God, she shouldn’t have brought that up. She’d write it off to being rattled if they asked. But a ride inside a Ford was the reason that, at twenty-five, she was just now experiencing the absolute joy of sex. “Yes. Is that okay?”

He and his brother exchanged a glance before Javier snarled, “Ford. Got it. Don’t forget it in case you need it.”

As if she could. “Yes, Sir.”

Javier looked Xander’s way. “Are we done negotiating now?”

“We are.”

The words had barely cleared Xander’s mouth before Javier dove on the bed, between her spread legs. He knelt and opened the little bottle in his hand and put one drop of liquid directly on her clit. With a blistering stare, he spread it around in a slow circle. Any cool-off she’d managed while they’d talked? Gone.

Finishing with the bottle in his hand, Javier put the lid back on and threw it to Xander, who caught it and glanced at it with a wicked laugh.

“W-what is it?” She couldn’t resist asking.

“A little sweet almond oil, a little cinnamon, rosemary extract, and some shit I can’t pronounce . . .” Xander shrugged with a devilish grin.

“Wait one minute and you’ll feel it, little one.” Javier slammed his body over hers, his cock poised at her entrance. “Jesus, the waiting is killing me, but I’m determined that you’ll come with me.”

He slanted his lips over hers and plunged deep into her mouth, seizing her tongue with a growl. The kiss conveyed more than hunger or desperation. He grabbed hold of her like a lifeline, one he’d never let go. London clung with her body, skin to skin, writhing under him as much as the restraints allowed. He was poised above her, right there at her entrance, just waiting. But for what?

Suddenly, she felt a glimmer of something warm between her legs, centered under her clit. It didn’t take long for the warmth to become a slow burn that made her gasp.

“She feels it now.” Xander’s voice was a hoarse purr very close to her ear. Somehow, it seared her everywhere, especially her pussy.

London whimpered, thrusting her hips up again at Javier. He inched back and took one of her nipples in his mouth, teeth nipping. He did the same with the other moments later. Arched up to him with a pillow at her back, she had no way to stop him—not that she wanted to. Her sensitive crests tingled and throbbed as he pulled on them with the suction of his mouth, making her womb pulse with need. Her clit had gone from a kindling to an inferno, and with Javier all over her, kissing and touching her, pressing his thick erection against her thigh, she couldn’t stand another moment of his teasing torment.

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