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this gentleness
was destructive, weakening.
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“Lucian.” She stopped, attempting to clear the huskiness from her throat. She
hadn’t expected this. Didn’t expect this tenderness, this need that stirred a part of her
soul she didn’t know could still respond.
“I thought of you while I was gone.” He turned his head, his lips pressing against
her palm. “I dreamed of you. Often.”
Her hand trembled. His voice was dark and deep, stroking along her senses as the
night breeze wafted over her skin. It was incredibly sensual, weakening.
“Everything ran really well at the office,” she reported desperately, uncertain how
to respond, how to react. “Sax had a few problems with one of the contracts…”
“Tally, I don’t care about the damned office.” He moved closer, his free hand
cupping her hip as he pulled her closer to him. “You run that place like a drill sergeant.
I have no doubt everything went just as planned.”
If he had been irritated or if his voice had been snide she could have fought him,
could have fought the hunger that curled through every cell of her body. Instead, a
tender vein of amusement slid through his desire-rich tone and caused her chest to
swell with pride. She was a damned good assistant and she knew it.
The next second, the office was forgotten completely as he laid her hand against his
chest. He gripped her hips and before she could protest he lifted her to him, his lips
settling at the corner of hers with heated need.
“I love how you taste, Tally,” he whispered as her fingers curled against his
shoulders. “So sweet and hot. I dreamed of that taste. I woke aching for it. Dev and I
barely managed to get through the week without you, we ached so desperately for
you.”
“We?” She could barely still her groan as she felt the heat and hardness of his cock
against her stomach, felt the air of tension that surrounded both of them now.
“Tell me you don’t want it, Tally,” he told her gently, his hand raising once again to
push her hair back from her face as he stared down at her somberly. “Tell me you don’t
want us both touching you, holding you into the night. That you don’t ache to know
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that either or both of us are there for you at any time you wish, willing to give you
whatever you need.”
“Really Lucian, you should bottle the charm. You could make millions.” She
swallowed tightly; the image of it had taunted her more than she wanted to admit to
herself.
“Do you understand what we’re offering, Tally? Do you think you can play us
against each other until you choose which of us you want?” he asked gently. “It
wouldn’t matter, if you just had me. Or just had him. It wouldn’t matter where I was on
this planet; I would feel him inside you. I would feel the tight clasp of your pussy on his
cock, feel the heat of your body beneath his.” Her eyes widened as he continued.
“That’s the bond we share, baby. What I love, he will always love. What I need, he
hungers for as well. And vice versa. You belong to both of us, Tally. Forever. Imagine
that, baby. Two of us to torture and drive insane. Think of the possibilities.”
Oh, the temptation of it. The utterly delicious carnality of the thought. All her
fantasies, her desires, her dreams, rolled into two men at her beck and call. The thought
was so tempting, so erotic, she wanted nothing more than to give into it.
Lucian’s hand cupped the back of her head, holding her steady as his lips smoothed
over hers.
“Feel that?” he whispered. “Your lips beneath mine, the heat growing between us?
Dev knows that now. He can feel your lips as well as I do, feel the fullness of them, taste
the sweetness of them. Just as I tasted you last week. Just as he knew your touch, you
knew I would feel it as well. Open your mouth, Tally, let me truly taste paradise now.”
She stared into his eyes, helpless now, trapped by the hunger and
was destructive, weakening.
47
Lora Leigh
“Lucian.” She stopped, attempting to clear the huskiness from her throat. She
hadn’t expected this. Didn’t expect this tenderness, this need that stirred a part of her
soul she didn’t know could still respond.
“I thought of you while I was gone.” He turned his head, his lips pressing against
her palm. “I dreamed of you. Often.”
Her hand trembled. His voice was dark and deep, stroking along her senses as the
night breeze wafted over her skin. It was incredibly sensual, weakening.
“Everything ran really well at the office,” she reported desperately, uncertain how
to respond, how to react. “Sax had a few problems with one of the contracts…”
“Tally, I don’t care about the damned office.” He moved closer, his free hand
cupping her hip as he pulled her closer to him. “You run that place like a drill sergeant.
I have no doubt everything went just as planned.”
If he had been irritated or if his voice had been snide she could have fought him,
could have fought the hunger that curled through every cell of her body. Instead, a
tender vein of amusement slid through his desire-rich tone and caused her chest to
swell with pride. She was a damned good assistant and she knew it.
The next second, the office was forgotten completely as he laid her hand against his
chest. He gripped her hips and before she could protest he lifted her to him, his lips
settling at the corner of hers with heated need.
“I love how you taste, Tally,” he whispered as her fingers curled against his
shoulders. “So sweet and hot. I dreamed of that taste. I woke aching for it. Dev and I
barely managed to get through the week without you, we ached so desperately for
you.”
“We?” She could barely still her groan as she felt the heat and hardness of his cock
against her stomach, felt the air of tension that surrounded both of them now.
“Tell me you don’t want it, Tally,” he told her gently, his hand raising once again to
push her hair back from her face as he stared down at her somberly. “Tell me you don’t
want us both touching you, holding you into the night. That you don’t ache to know
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that either or both of us are there for you at any time you wish, willing to give you
whatever you need.”
“Really Lucian, you should bottle the charm. You could make millions.” She
swallowed tightly; the image of it had taunted her more than she wanted to admit to
herself.
“Do you understand what we’re offering, Tally? Do you think you can play us
against each other until you choose which of us you want?” he asked gently. “It
wouldn’t matter, if you just had me. Or just had him. It wouldn’t matter where I was on
this planet; I would feel him inside you. I would feel the tight clasp of your pussy on his
cock, feel the heat of your body beneath his.” Her eyes widened as he continued.
“That’s the bond we share, baby. What I love, he will always love. What I need, he
hungers for as well. And vice versa. You belong to both of us, Tally. Forever. Imagine
that, baby. Two of us to torture and drive insane. Think of the possibilities.”
Oh, the temptation of it. The utterly delicious carnality of the thought. All her
fantasies, her desires, her dreams, rolled into two men at her beck and call. The thought
was so tempting, so erotic, she wanted nothing more than to give into it.
Lucian’s hand cupped the back of her head, holding her steady as his lips smoothed
over hers.
“Feel that?” he whispered. “Your lips beneath mine, the heat growing between us?
Dev knows that now. He can feel your lips as well as I do, feel the fullness of them, taste
the sweetness of them. Just as I tasted you last week. Just as he knew your touch, you
knew I would feel it as well. Open your mouth, Tally, let me truly taste paradise now.”
She stared into his eyes, helpless now, trapped by the hunger and
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