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The skin around her lace-clad breasts burned from the oil, and she didn’t think she could stand it much longer. Nipples puckering and aching for attention, Megan reached behind her and grabbed The Satisfier, wanting to use it to stroke the tingling flesh and give herself some relief.

“Our most popular vibrator.” Megan made herself glance from twin to twin as she ran her fingers up and down its length, hesitating on the head and feeling trashy and excited and panicked all at the same time. “Thick and pleasing. Just what women want.” She lowered her head and slid the tip into her mouth and pulled it back out.

Smile
, she thought.
Drew told me not to forget to smile
.

Megan raised her head and smiled. And she turned on The Satisfier.

For the briefest moment, Nick’s expression shifted to surprised. Sean’s lips parted before he got control of himself again, and Megan felt a rush of power. She caressed the thrusting dick with her tongue, then lowered the vibrator and ran it across the burning tips of her breasts. The humming sensation on her nipples made her want to scream. Quickly, she moved The Satisfier lower, to her belly, then lower again, to the thin fabric barely covering the curls between her legs. The vibrator hummed against her, and she moaned, her whole body shuddering from the pleasure of it.

A split-second later, Nick and Sean were on the stage.

Chapter 8

Megan switched off the vibrator and dropped it on the table behind her, scattering bullets and beads. Nick grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him so fast and hard that he lifted her off the stage.

She melded herself to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and held on tight as he kissed her fiercely, feeding her desperate desire with each thrust of his tongue. He tasted like mint and man, and she couldn’t breathe. She didn’t even want to breathe, and she never wanted him to stop, but he did. He pulled back and spun her firmly around, and Sean took her by both wrists.

Sean yanked her closer, rubbing the length of his hard body against hers as he claimed her lips, letting his erection press firmly into her belly. Sean tasted like wine, something red and tart and exquisite. He slid his hands down and cupped her ass, and he squeezed the flesh again and again.

Tongue to tongue, chest to chest, he kissed her, then he kissed her again and she moaned into his mouth as Nick moved in behind her, pinning her tighter to Sean. She felt her bared, oiled nipples strain against the silk fabric of his shirt.

“You shouldn’t have touched yourself like that, honey,” Nick whispered in her ear, proving he could do erotic menace every bit as well as his brother. “That was way past naughty.”

Megan’s body stocking shifted under Sean’s palms as he stroked her ass. Then he broke the kiss and spun her toward Nick.

Nick stepped away like he had planned to get out of the way, Sean propelled her forward, and that fast, Megan found herself bent over the toy table, her arms pinned behind her by Nick or Sean—she couldn’t see which. Her face pressed against dildos and tubes of oil, and her ass was sticking up in the air, totally vulnerable except for thin lace and tiny bows. Her lips pulsed from where the brothers had kissed her, and she was so wet between her legs she could feel the moisture slipping down her thighs.

“I’m going to punish you for that insolence,” Sean said as he turned her loose.

Before Megan could gather her thoughts enough to even remember her stupid safe word, she heard the pop of leather and cried out from a searing flash of pain on her right cheek.

What was—oh, God!

Another pop, another flash of agony across her left cheek.

Sean was spanking her with one of the crops!

Her ass burned everywhere he popped her…again, again, and again. Megan swore and tried to kick free, but she had no chance against Nick’s firm grip. She didn’t even manage to move the big dildo closest to her face.

“You can stop this any time,” Nick reminded her, a note of teasing in his tone. “Just say the word if you can’t take it.”

Sean popped her twice more, then stopped the torture, letting her ass burn and throb in the cool air whispering across the Spirits stage.

I’m on display.

I just got spanked, and my ass is in the air, and I’m on a stage.

God, it burned. It hurt. But…

Megan ground her teeth.

It didn’t hurt beyond bearing. It didn’t even reach the can’t-stand-it level.

Nick shifted his grip, holding her with one hand, and then she felt his fingers trace across the burning patches on her ass. Sean touched her too, right where he had spanked her, and the sensation loosened her grip on reality.

They stroked her ass without saying a word for a moment, and then Sean murmured, “You’ll feel pleasure when we give it to you, and only then. Do you understand?”

Megan lay on the table, her cheek pressed against the fabric of the tablecloth.

His fingers slid around her cheeks and plunged lower, brushing against her swollen, throbbing core. She moaned without wanting to as he stroked between her thighs, the unbelievable pleasure blending with the fire from the spanking until she couldn’t form a single thought.

“My brother asked you a question,” Nick said into her ear, his deep voice sending ripples of pleasure down her spine. “Don’t touch yourself without our permission. Do you understand?”

Unicorn!
Megan’s brain screamed.

But what came out of her mouth was, “Yes, sir.”

For a few long, torturous seconds, Nick and Sean didn’t say a word. Then one of them pulled her off the table and spun her around to face them.

They just stared at Megan until her heart hammered twice as hard. She felt like prey, fixed in the gaze of two bloodthirsty wolves.

I can handle this. It’s just sex
.

With two totally dominant men who could shatter her world.

This was her dream. It was her absolute fantasy.

Relax.

Enjoy.

Unicorn!

Sean swept her into his arms so fast she lost her breath. She fought on instinct, pushing against him, but he was made of muscle, maybe rock. He kissed her so hard her lips ached, accepting no resistance, exerting his absolute physical power over her. Megan moaned, and Sean thrust his tongue into her mouth, fisting his hands in her hair, directing her head, her every movement.

Megan kissed him back dizzily, darting her tongue against his. Her hands pressed against the silk of his shirt, the firm warmth of his chest. When the muscles flexed, she shuddered with anticipation. Heat flowed between them, and she couldn’t stop moaning into his possessive mouth.

Then he bit her lower lip.

Megan cried out from the sharp pain, then moaned again as it swept into a sweet, aching pleasure. Before she could get her wits back, Sean spun her around and shoved her into Nick’s arms. Nick kissed her hard, making the bite ache in the most perfect way. He gripped her hair like Sean had done, tugging it hard enough to make her eyes water.

When he finally pulled away and broke the connection, her mouth felt sweetly bruised and wet, and she couldn’t get a full breath. It was impossible to look anywhere but at Nick’s handsome features, his possessive expression—and those eyes. My God.

“You’re ours for the night,” Sean said, the husky rumble of his voice making her whole body ache. “You’ll do exactly what we tell you to do, when we tell you to do it.”

Instinct almost drove Megan to tell him to go to hell, but Nick was holding her too tightly, too close. His fist clenched her hair, and he kept her face toward his, never taking those unbelievable eyes off of her.

Fear went to war with anger and desire. So much desire. Megan wanted to touch herself in the worst way, but even the thought of defying the brothers by moving made her heart flutter.

“I didn’t hear a yes, sir,” Nick said in a dangerous tone. “You just earned another punishment.”

“What?” Megan couldn’t help herself. “But you didn’t ask a question.”

Sean’s low chuckle in her ear gave her shivers.

He pressed into her, grinding her into the hard muscle of Nick’s chest. He gripped one of her ass cheeks so tight she winced, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the way her breasts were crushed into Nick’s chest.

“Life isn’t fair, is it?” Sean murmured into Megan’s ear. She closed her eyes, lost in the sound, in the sensation of being held so completely between two handsome, powerful men.

“Let us drive, honey,” Nick said. “We’ll get you where you need to go—where you’ve always dreamed of being.”

Megan shivered again. She had never felt so safe and so helpless in all of her life.

“Okay,” she whispered, then almost choked when she realized her mistake. “I mean, yes, sir.”

“What a shame,” Sean said in her ear. “That’s another punishment. You’re really on the Naughty List now.”

Chapter 9

Oh, God.

Naughty List…

Let
them
drive…

The twins stepped away from Megan and she felt almost naked without their hard bodies pressed against her. She could still feel the imprints of their chests and their erections as if they still had her between them.

Two powerful men who wanted to play with her. To share her and have her to themselves. What she’d always wanted.

Her belly took a dive straight to that place between her thighs that ached for the twins.

Nick’s gaze drifted to her chest. She looked down and saw that the stocking had slipped completely beneath her breasts that still burned in the most erotic way from the cinnamon oil. Her nipples were hard and large, begging to be licked and sucked.

Heat rose to her cheeks, but at that moment she was so turned on that she almost didn’t care how red she was. Truth was, she was way past being embarrassed.

Nick stepped toward the table and selected a pair of nipple clamps, connected by a chain, which caused her eyes to widen. According to Drew, they were the most intense clamps that Sweet Sensations carried.

Not those, not those, not those!

“Come here, Megan.” With a commanding expression, Nick held up the nipple clamps. “Remember, you are ours for the night.”

She wanted to shake her head and say no, but once again what came out was, “Yes, sir.”

Apparently she didn’t move toward Nick fast enough because the next thing she knew, Sean came up behind her, his large hands gripping her upper arms, forcing her forward.

“The crop was your first punishment.” Nick gave a sensual smile, his eyes searing her like blue flames. “This is your second.” He clamped one of her nipples and she gave a cry. Her eyes watered and she felt like her nipple was being squeezed in a vise. She’d never complain about her boobs being squashed flat in a mammogram again. They were a piece of cake in comparison with feeling like her nipple was being twisted off with a pair of pliers.

She automatically tried to step back but Sean had a firm hold on her. Before she knew what was happening, Nick clamped her other nipple.

Her cry was louder this time—she’d never felt pain like this before. Apparently her pain tolerance was at level zero. Compared to this, the spanking they had just given her might as well have been love pats.

Unicorn. Just say unicorn and this will all be over.

No, she wanted these two men.
Needed
them.

“Quiet, Megan.” Sean had his lips close to her ear, causing her to shiver despite the agony. “If you scream again, we’re going to have to add another punishment to the list.”

“Yes, sir.” She barely managed to get the words out as she tried not to squirm, as if that might make the pain go away.

To keep from groaning, she bit her lip hard. She concentrated on the burn instead of the pain and then the pain began to shift. The burn joined the throbbing ache between her thighs as if the sensations were tethered.

Nick jerked her up against him and kissed her hard as her clamped nipples were smashed between them. This time she felt pleasure radiating from her breasts rather than pain. The incredible kiss had her mind spinning in different directions.

He pulled back and slipped his fingers between her thighs. “Wet,” he said with approval in his voice. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement.

She found herself nodding. “Yes, sir.”

Sean grasped her by her shoulders and turned her around to face him.

Oh God, Sean looked hungry, like a blue-eyed tiger about to make her into a meal.

He dragged her into his arms, smashing her breasts against his chest like Nick had. She squirmed in Sean’s embrace, wanting to climb him, wanting to feel him inside of her. She wanted Nick to take her from behind, wanted both of them to fill her in ways she’d only dreamed of.

Megan shuddered with desire. She wanted to slide her fingers between her thighs and assuage the ache. Wanted to climax in the worst way. No, in the best way.

Sean reached out and tugged on the nipple clamps at the same time Nick jerked her wrists behind her back. The next thing she knew he’d strapped leather handcuffs on each of her wrists and connected the cuffs with a clip.

“Punishment number three—you are not allowed to have an orgasm.” Sean picked up The Satisfier. He had an edgy look to his eyes as he moved the vibrator lower and slipped it between her thighs. She gasped as he rubbed her swollen flesh with the length of it. He hadn’t even turned it on and she thought she was going to climax.

Her eyes widened. No way. She could do this. It surprised her to realize she wanted to please these men, whatever it took.

“If you come, you’re going to be sorry,” Nick murmured in her ear. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” The words came out choked even though she didn’t want to say them.

Sean turned on The Satisfier against her clit.

She almost screamed.

Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come.
She clenched her teeth.
They’ll only make you wait longer and punish you in the process. Or maybe they won’t do what you really want them to.

And they wouldn’t be pleased with her, and something inside her wanted them to be pleased.

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