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hand cracked down. She was starting to figure this out. When Leanderus touched her, the music was muted.
    Another smack cracked down on her butt.
    Gasping, Shar’ia forced her body to still. This time the spank she expected landed so close to her crotch that she almost jumped out of her skin. Her nerves were sizzling with desire. Her body was almost pained when neither of them touched her for a moment. There was no soothing stroke of her heated ass or another slap.
    Her nervous tension grew.
    Her desire knew no bounds.
    Do not do this to me. She continued to chant that sentence silently. Willing them to do something—anything—to get her off the sexual hook they’d put her on, she panted in time with her thriving pulse.
    “This is how your future will be, Shar’ia. You are at my mercy. If I give you to another warrior, it is my decision. If I wish you to walk around naked, you will do as you are told. If I tell you to suck Leanderus’ or my cock or I want your second husband to fuck your ass while I pound your cunt, you will not flinch.” Joseferus paused. “If you do not follow my orders, you will be punished.”
    Mindless to everything but the desire rolling through her in waves, she bit her lip to keep from saying she’d do anything as long as one of them fucked her.
    “Say, ‘I understand, my master,’” Joseferus commanded.
    “I understand, my master.” Whatever. Just fuck me. She heard a shuffle of clothes being removed. Her fingers curled into fists, and she clenched the thick comforter blanketing her bed. The next thing she knew, she felt two strong hands catch the collar of her jumpsuit. A shout of cloth ripping echoed in the room. Cool air caressed her heated skin.
    Goose bumps rose on her arms. Joseferus slid in front of her. His monster cock was within reach of her mouth. She watched him stroke his shaft from base to tip. While Leanderus assisted her out of her ruined jumpsuit, she kept her gaze on Joseferus. The gleam in his eye entranced her. It was almost as if there was so much more going on than she could ever comprehend.
    “Touch her, Leanderus. Show my Tesra the power of the sand.”
    “Ah!” The sound broke from her throat the split second Leanderus’ fingertips touched her swollen pussy. His fingers worked over her clit. Sometimes he’d swirl tiny circles over the sensitive nub; other times he’d tap against it. Tingles shot down her feminine walls.
    Her body swayed forward when he inserted a finger into her aching core. She soon lost herself in the rhythm of his finger pumping her pussy. “Oh my,” she whispered under her breath. The conflagration of wanton lust with being so close to an orgasm ricocheted across her flesh.
    She gritted her teeth when Leanderus smacked her ass hard. Opening her mouth to apologize, she caught herself before the first syllable escaped. No. No. No. Keep your cool.
    Joseferus sent her a wolfish grin. “Come here, Shar’ia. I wish to see how well you ride.”
    Finally.
    He eased down the bed as she climbed on top of him. She positioned herself over his cock. Her body screamed for release. The music rolled and seethed. She was about to sink down onto his shaft when he took control. There was nothing gentle about how he entered her. By the Fiery Mountains. She’d been poised to work him slow. He’d gripped her hips and slammed her down on him.
    “Oh,” she cried out. Her pussy was stretched and filled by his cock. The quivers she’d felt before were nothing compared to the feel of him buried deep inside her. “Ah.” She let the air rush from her lungs. Damn, this is good.
    “It gets better,” Joseferus assured her. The hint of amusement she’d heard in his voice was contradicted by the fierce scowl marring his brow. “You will accept Leanderus’ cock in your ass while I fuck your cunt. I wish to see your face when you reach marauex —climax.”
    She didn’t know whether to answer or not. He took the choice out of her hands. He began to lift