Her Wilde Marines (Wilde, Nevada 4)

“Okay. Okay.” He laid them down one at a time. “Here’s a three of hearts, a five of hearts, an eight of hearts, a ten of hearts and…a Jack of hearts.”

“Oh my God.” Her hand came up to her mouth. “I can’t believe it.”

“That’s what I have, Em. It’s right in front of your eyes. I’ve got a flush. What do you have, sweetheart?”

“Not enough. A big hand though.” She showed him the King high straight. “You win.”

Chapter Six

Emma felt a warm shiver run up and down her spine. Bane and Adam’s sexy eyes locked in on her. She unfastened her earrings slowly, anxious and excited. It had been years since she’d been in nothing but her bra and panties in front of anyone, let alone a man. Now, she was about to be in front of two men, two gorgeous men, two Marines.

“Would you like some help, sweetheart?” Bane’s tone deepened, rumbling from within his muscled chest.

“Yes, please.”

Adam leaned over and kissed her and Bane stroked her hair, making her toes curl. Adam traced her lips with his tongue and Bane feathered her shoulder with his hot manly lips.

She’d grown up in Wilde. Being with two men wasn’t unusual. In fact, it was the norm here. She’d come home looking for some peace and had found Bane and Adam. With their caresses and kisses moving over her body, she felt so alive and on fire.

“There’s still the matter of our wager, sweetheart.” Bane pressed his lips to hers, which were throbbing deliciously.

He and Adam helped her to her feet. They slowly stripped her of her clothes, leaving her in only her bra and panties.

They stepped back and stared at her. Their gazes told her they approved of what they saw.

“Em, think of a card.”

“What?”

His eyes were filled with mischievousness. “Think of a card. Now.”

“Okay. Jack of clubs.”

“Oh. I’m sorry. I win. I was thinking of the Queen of hearts.” He smiled. “I guess I’ll have to remove your bra.”

“Hey, I was thinking of the Queen of hearts, too.” Bane grinned wickedly. “She owes me her panties.”

She laughed, thrilled at their amusing taunting. “You two don’t play fair, do you?”

“Never.” Adam moved behind her and unclasped her bra. He pulled the straps off her shoulders and removed the garment.

He cupped her breasts with his hands. “Not when it comes to something we want.”

“And you, Em, we want more than anything.” Bane knelt down, tracing his fingers down her side, sending a flood of warmth through her body. He gently removed her panties. “God, you are gorgeous.”

This feels so good and so right.

Bane moved his hands back up her legs, urging her with only his touch to part her thighs for him.

At first, she resisted, but as he massaged her legs, she slowly relaxed. His fingers found her slick folds and brushed her moistness. Her breath caught in her chest and her heartbeat went into overdrive.

Oh, God! I need this. I need to lean on their strength, at least for tonight. I want to escape the voices and myself. Yes. I want this.

Without a word, they placed her face up on the bed. They stepped back, their eyes fixed on her.

Adam stripped off his clothes, revealing his chiseled chest and six-pack abs. He pulled out a couple of packages of condoms from the pocket of his jeans, handing one to Bane.

Their hot gazes burned her up to the core, threatening to melt her insides. Her need to be claimed by them, to have their mouths devouring hers, to surrender her body to them, scorched her, leaving her deliciously dizzy.