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Flirting With The Law

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"Are ye jealous, sweetheart?" Dash brushed my hair back from my forehead.

Was it jealousy I felt? Did it bother me that Allison was interested in Dash? Some, yes. She was very pretty and could easily catch a man's eye. "Perhaps, but I wonder more about whether my brother's proxy marriage took away your choices."

Dash took hold of my chin so I was forced to hold his gaze. In the soft light, his pale eyes looked very dark, and strong shadows fell across his rugged features. "I had choices before ye came, sweetheart. If I wanted Miss Travers, if she interested me even half as much as ye did when I first saw ye—all stiff and prickly as a cactus upon yer horse—I would have done something about it. But ye are forgetting tis nae only me that has to be interested in Miss Travers for me to wed the lass."

"I have to want her, too," Connor added.

"While she is fetching and nice enough, she isna for us."

Connor shook his head.

"I knew ye were mine—ours—right away."

A little spot in my heart opened up, a place I hadn't even known existed.

"I've...I've never belonged to anyone before. Not anyone who's wanted me," I admitted. My father was disinterested from the start, eager for a boy. Cecil was fully grown when I was born and did not live at home. I was too young to be a concern or any interest to him. He'd only become my champion when he heard about my impending marriage, and perhaps that had been more to irk his stepfather than to save me.

The looks on both men's faces softened and Connor stroked his knuckles down my cheek.

"We want ye, lass. Dinna think otherwise."

"And dinna think of Miss Travers as a threat," Dash added.

"Aye," Connor agreed. "Besides, I think Quinn may have laid claim to the lass, although I doubt she knows that."

I thought of how the man looked at Allison today, how he'd seen to her safety by taking her back to town himself.

"We could say the same for you, that yer brother took away yer choices. Perhaps there's a different man that caught yer eye in London?" Connor asked.

My mouth opened, and then closed, realizing that from their perspective, they too could be worried I'd been forced into the marriage without being given a choice. "I hadn't thought of that," I admitted.

"We may be big and brawny, but ye can bring us to our knees."

Could I hurt them? It seemed impossible, but they'd given me everything, every bit of their attentions, their focus, their time. If I was interested in another, I could hurt them readily enough.

I could only nod.

"Now, are ye ours, lass?" Connor asked.

I looked from one handsome face to the other. "Yes," I murmured.

Connor grinned as Dash climbed from the bed. "Good, then tis time to keep preparing yer arse to be claimed. Up on yer hands and knees."

CHAPTER EIGHT

CONNOR

We'd said we would push her, that she'd like it—need it, even—a little rougher, but after we admitted some truths, my emotions were a little raw. If I'd felt like I'd been ripped open, then surely Rebecca and Dash felt the same, or even more exposed. Gentleness was needed now. Rebecca went willingly and without complaint up onto her knees. Perhaps it was her trust in us, her ability to believe in what we were doing to her body was for all of our pleasures. I stroked my hand down her spine, then kissed the same path. Dash had crooned words of praise.

So beautiful, sweetheart. We are going to bring ye so much pleasure. This pussy, God, it's perfect. It's ours. This arse, we will take ye here, claim ye together. Good girl taking that plug. Yes, push back on it.

She'd come alive beneath our hands, because of our hands. She'd taken the plug in her arse beautifully. Her pussy was dripping wet and she was remarkably close to coming—I recognized the signs now—that Dash's cock slid in easily. Rebecca climaxed immediately and intensely, her back arching to take him deeper, which pushed him into an orgasm of his own.

I flopped down onto my back and Dash helped her straddle my waist. Even though she had the plug in her arse and was unbelievably tight, I slipped in perfectly until the crown of my cock bumped her womb. She knew what to do now in this position, how to move and use my cock for her desires. I lay there enthralled as I watched her breasts sway with the motion of her hips. I gripped her thighs as her inner walls clenched down on me. And when she ground her clit down on my lower belly and made herself come, I gripped the sheets in my hands and threw my head back, my balls emptying as my seed spurted hotly into her. Chances were great that we'd put a baby in her belly and the idea pleased me immensely.

When she fell asleep sprawled across me, the slick skin of her body pressed into mine, as if she didna have a concern in the world, I knew something inside Rebecca had shifted, perhaps even the smallest bit, that she was now more ours than ever.

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