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frighteningly high off the floor.
    “Be still.” He slapped her ass, the unexpected contact heating Rue inside and out. “You belong to us now.” He strode to the couch, carrying her easily, his bare ass cheeks clenching and unclenching, his jeans left in a puddle behind him.
    “Will you take me in any and every way possible? Treat my body as your fuck toy?” she whispered her secret fantasy -- to be used by them. “Force me to service you however you deem fit? Cover me with your cum?”
    “All that and more.” Ben smacked her ass again. “We’ll give you everything you want, mate.”
    “Mate?” Rue squawked as he deposited her on the brown leather couch. “Is tonight a fantasy for you too?”
    “There’s no clothing in my fantasies.” Lorcan extended his claws. “Be very still.” The light from the chandelier reflected off the deadly tips.
    “Lorcan.” She froze. “What are you doing?”
    “This.” He raked the claws over her, shredding her favorite navy blue suit to ribbons. “Gorgeous.” The two males stared at her bright red bra and panties, Ben looking over Lorcan’s shoulder. “But unnecessary.” Lorcan removed her undergarments as easily, leaving her naked, exposed. She covered her mons with one hand and her breast with the other, instinctively trying to shield her body.
    “No.” Ben clasped her wrists in one big hand and stretched them above her head. “Let us look at you, mate.” He cupped one of her breasts, his palm rough and his grip firm. “She’s as soft as we imagined.” He squeezed and released, squeezed and released.
    “Her skin is so pale.” Lorcan clasped her other breast, his hands as calloused as Ben’s, and he worked her to the same rhythm. “Her nipples are pink.” He licked her with his catlike tongue, and she moaned.
    “She doesn’t shave.” Ben placed one possessive hand over her mons, and Rue wiggled with both embarrassment and arousal. “She’s an animal at heart as we are.”
    “I like that.” Lorcan bent over and nipped at her nipple with his sharp teeth, the twinge of pain making Rue’s heart pound and her pussy drip. “My animal likes that. Our mate smells delicious.”
    “She’s soaking wet for us.” Ben grabbed Rue’s ankles and spread her legs wide. “She loves it when we treat her like this.”
    “Like your whore,” Rue murmured. “Like your dirty little slut.” She inhaled sharply as Ben grazed his fingers over her pussy, his touch divine. “I need a cock in my mouth.” She gazed at Lorcan’s hard shaft and licked her lips.
    “Flip her onto her hands and knees,” Lorcan ordered and Ben obeyed, manipulating her easily. The big bear pulled her toward him, her knees on the edge of the couch, her ass in the air.
    Lorcan knelt on the couch before her, his cock a breath away from her face. “Suck me, mate.” He pushed his hips forward, and she opened her mouth, accepting all of him.
    Ben’s big hands gripped her hips, and his cockhead bumped against her pussy. She moaned as he stretched her open, his girth more than she’d ever taken before. She whimpered around Lorcan’s shaft.
    “Look at me,” the lynx shifter ordered, his cock slipping from her lips.
    She shook her head slightly, not wishing Lorcan to see the strain on her face as Ben forced her to take more and more of him, his shaft never ending, his cockhead peeling her apart inch by delicious inch.
    “Look at me, Rue.” Lorcan twisted his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back, pinpricks of pain shooting over her scalp. He searched her face and nodded curtly. “You can take him. You’re strong, stronger than we realized.” He massaged her aching skin with his fingertips, holding her as his mate filled her.
    “She did take me,” Ben stated, his deep voice edged with wonder. The long slide had stopped. Rue’s pussy lips pressed against his base and her ass was flattened against his hips.
    “She’s a good mate.” Lorcan kissed her forehead. “And now