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she was naked and splayed out in front of him like
     a buffet hit her full force.
    “Oh my God,” she whispered.
    “You talk in your sleep, did you know that?” he asked, tilting his head to the side
     in the most adorable manner.
    His eyes crinkled in amusement, and her scowl deepened as she tried to cover her embarrassment.
     Jon moved to stand behind him, and Melinda rolled her eyes. Of course he would be
     there. Erik never kidnapped women without Jon.
    Jon could easily be described as Erik’s spitting image. She often wondered if they
     were related, but Marcus had confirmed they were not. They just looked a lot alike.
     About the only difference was Jon had shorter hair—much shorter. And his eyes weren’t
     quite as vivid as Erik’s.
    “Do the two of you go to the bathroom together as well?” she snapped, voicing her
     thoughts out loud without really meaning to.
    Erik chuckled while Jon raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” Jon asked with amusement.
    “I was just…never mind,” she grumbled. “Could you at least cover me up?”
    “No,” they replied in unison.
    “Of course not. Wouldn’t want your slaves to have even the tiniest bit of modesty,”
     she replied with sarcasm.
    Jon snorted, while Erik just grinned.
    They found her amusing. That didn’t make her feel better.
    She glanced around, trying to ignore the fact that Erik’s gaze on her body made her
     flesh tingle. She noticed the narrow room, the oblong windows, and groaned.
    “We’re on a plane?” she asked. “Where are we going?”
    “Does it matter?” Erik asked, his voice so deep and sexy she wanted to melt into a
     puddle.
    “I suppose not,” she snarled. Lifting her bound hands, she curled her lip in disgust,
     belaying the fact that disgust was the last thing she felt. What she truly felt was
     excitement. “It’s not like I can go anywhere.”
    “Oh, you’ll be going somewhere,” Erik murmured.
    Try as she might, Melinda couldn’t stop her gaze from taking in his powerful torso,
     his lean waist. God, he looked good. Especially in that crisp white shirt that accentuated
     his dark tan and vivid blue eyes.
    She glanced over at Jon who stood slightly to the side. He wore a soft blue shirt
     that made his eyes look darker than usual. Jon was no less attractive, but he lacked
     the dangerous look of Erik. Jon was more soft-spoken, more patient. Erik was wild,
     raw. She imagined he would like his sex a little on the rough side.
    Would the softer side of Jon and the rougher side of Erik balance each other out?
    She felt her nipples begin to harden as she imagined what being with the two of them
     would be like. It had been so long since she’d had sex. It had been even longer since
     she’d had good sex.
    Sex with her ex, Clark, had been pleasurable, but not earth shattering. Sex with these
     two would be earth shattering.
    Erik’s gaze dropped to her breasts and his lips lifted in a soft, knowing grin that
     made Melinda blush in shame. He could tell this turned her on—the way they looked
     at her, the bindings, the uncertainty of what came next. It all made her crazy and
     they could tell.
    Jon slid the back of his fingers up the inside of her thigh, slowly brushing them
     over her flesh. Melinda shivered as his eyes met hers through his lashes.
    “I know you’re not cold,” Jon murmured.
    Melinda swallowed as his fingers came ever closer to the throbbing apex of her thighs.
     He didn’t touch her. Instead, his hands slid back down her leg toward her knee. Her
     skin warmed and her pussy began to feel achy. She glanced down at herself and almost
     cringed at her splayed thighs. The footrest of the recliner was up and her ankles
     were bound on either side of it, leaving her thighs spread wide.
    She couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but lie there while they did as they pleased.
     A split-second image of Erik’s head buried between her thighs flashed through her
     head and she had to bite her lip to keep from