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Maybe then her nerves would calm the hell down, and she’d be able to think clearly.

“Come on.” Dietrich held his hand out, and she found herself slipping hers into his offered one without hesitation.

He took her into the living room and slipped behind the bar. Stellan placed his hands on her shoulders and started a slow massage. She didn’t want to be a mood killer, especially since she was going crazy with lust, but things needed to be sorted out before they went any further.

They might not need to worry about the repercussions of their actions, but she needed her job, and the worry about what they were clearly going to do and how this would affect things weighed heavily on her.

Stellan whispered against her ear, “You’re thinking too hard, querida.”

“I’m just…” She closed her eyes and breathed out.

“Scared, baby?” Dietrich’s words had her opening her eyes and looking at him from across the bar.

She whispered, “Yes.”

His hold was firm on her, just like Stellan’s had been. “What are you afraid of?” His gaze was unwavering.

“Of everything.”

Chapter Fourteen

Dietrich watched the emotions that played across Blythe’s face. He lifted his gaze and looked over her shoulder at Stellan. The images of watching his sub taking her mouth had been intoxicating.

Before Dietrich and Stellan had become serious, he had seen his sub dominate other women. The fact Stellan was a switch turned him on to a point, but for Dietrich, he was the Dom when it came to his partners. Now, bringing Blythe into the equation changed the dynamics.

She might not yet know how much they wanted her to be a part of their relationship, but she would very soon.

Being a businessman, Dietrich went with his gut instincts on everything. It had been those key instincts that made him one of the wealthiest men in the world and never failed him. Right now, they were screaming at him that Blythe was something that needed to be added into their relationship.

He was getting too old to fuck around and having things solid with Stellan told him they both needed more. Fortunately, Stellan was on the same page.

“Baby.” He smoothed his thumb across her cheek.

Her fears were understandable but unjustified. It had always been a rule for Dietrich not to mix business with pleasure, and the only reason he was willing to break that rule was because her job with his company was only temporary, and he just didn’t give a fuck.

He wanted her badly and was willing to break every one of his damn rules to ensure she was theirs. She only had a little bit more time with him, an upsetting conclusion, but certainly not the end of them if he had anything to do with it. He got what he wanted, no matter what.

He wasn’t called “The Bear” for his gentle demeanor.

“You’re making it more complicated than it is. We want you. You want us. It’s as simple as that.” He let his words sink in and gradually saw her fear and unease drift away. “All you have to do is say yes.”

“Yes, but it’s so strange because you two are in a relationship.” The emotions that flittered across her face had him smiling.

“Yes, we are, but we want you as well. We are all consenting adults who want to experience the same thing.” He leaned in close so their mouths were inches apart. Back at Sintra, he hadn’t touched her, not really anyway, and he was burning alive to do it right now.

But first, he wanted her to acknowledge that this was truly what she wanted. It made no difference that he could tell from her body language she did. Dietrich wanted her to say the words aloud.

“You like surrendering to us, don’t you?” He watched in arousal as she closed her eyes at Stellan’s whispered words.

“Yes.” She licked her lips and continued, saying, “I do.” His sub slid his hands over her shoulders and covered her breasts. Blythe was a curvy little thing with lush hips and generous thighs that invited a man between them. He intended to make use of them tonight, and he would also watch Stellan have his fun.

“Tell us you want this to continue, baby.” She opened her eyes, and he was startled yet again by the light green coloring. Her cheeks were flushed, and her mouth was slightly parted as she panted. Stellan continued to curve his hands around her breasts.

He didn’t think Blythe realized that her hands gripped his biceps with astounding force, as if she feared she would float away if she didn’t hang on.

“I want this to continue.” She took a deep breath. “With both of you.”

And that was all either of them had to hear. Dietrich leaned in the rest of the way and kissed her fast and hard. It had been something he had wanted to do since he first saw her in his office all those weeks ago.