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then back to me where they burned a painstakingly slow path down my body, finally settling at the apex of my thighs. “I might be scaring her,” he said, wagging his eyebrows, “but I also just made her cream her shorts.”
    Eyes swimming with mischief and dark desire locked on mine as he goaded crassly, “Oh, I think she definitely wants me to fuck her throat.”
    Frantically, I shook my head, even though it hurt my throbbing cranium to do so. My nails dug mercilessly into Remy’s hand.
    “It’s okay, Milena,” Remy said tightly, patting the top of my hands with his free palm. “I won’t let him hurt you.”
    “Hurt her?” Alcaeus huge body flopped down onto the other side of the daybed next to me, causing it to rock and creak.
    I caught my breath and held it as Alcaeus turned his full attention to me. Crude and frightening as I found him to be, there was a fiercely raw sexuality and unbridled masculinity about him that was magnetic.
    “Fuck no,” he swore, his eyes locking earnestly with mine as I tried to subtly huddle in closer to Remy’s side. “Though I do like to tease,” he said, reaching out to brush his warm knuckles over my cheekbone.
    The gesture was tender, his touch surprisingly gentle. I took quick, panting breaths while he repeated the motion, again and again, his eyes reading mine as if to probe the very depths of my soul.
    “I enjoy pushing limits and boundaries,” he expounded with a wink. “And yes,” he admitted, his smirk widening into another devilish grin, “perhaps I do indulge in bestowing a little necessary pain now and again.” I swallowed audibly and heard Remy chuckle against my ear. “To those who enjoy it,” Alcaeus clarified.
    “But I’ve no desire whatsoever to do you true harm, little girl,” he avowed, shaking his head as his pointer finger ghosted over the inside of my slightly parted, flushed lips. “Those aren’t the kind of screams I’d prefer pulling from this sweet mouth.”
    I was speechless. Breathless. My eyes darted back and forth as both of them gazed heatedly down at me.
    “She likes me. Admit it.”
    “Please,” Remy dismissed, “I was making her wet before you even got here. I warmed her up for you.”
    “Maybe”—Alcaeus shrugged—“but I just blew the fucking lid off all of the sexual possibilities her innocent young human mind had ever contemplated before.”
    “You give humans too little credit.”
    “Says the one who only keeps them as pets.”
    “It wouldn’t be the same with her.”
    “Whatever. You don’t know any different when it comes to them.”
    “Says the one who hasn’t banged one in half a century?”
    “Just leave me alone with her right now,” Alcaeus challenged, “and I’ll have her so hot and eager for me she’ll be begging me to fuck her in any and every hole I want to within ten minutes.”
    “Oh, fuck off!”
    “With no compulsion. No enthrallment.”
    “She’s mine!” Remy insisted.
    “Ten minutes,” Alcaeus taunted.
    “I’d have her begging in five!” Remy exploded in retort.
    A conspiratorial look passed between them over my heated face as my heart raced out of control. It was so brief I almost didn’t catch it. But instinct belatedly told me I should not have let my guard down with either of them for even a second as Remy’s mouth descended to my earlobe, sending my stomach into somersaults.
    “But first, we’re going to heal you,” Alcaeus informed me in an authoritative tone that allowed no refusal.

CHAPTER THREE
    My experience with the opposite sex was limited to kissing and minor groping. Nothing I’d done with the handful of high school boys I’d fooled around with could’ve prepared me for the overwhelming sensations Remy and Alcaeus stirred in me as their dual seduction catapulted my senses into a state of overload.
    Remy’s tongue laved my neck as his fingers traced slow circles across my midsection beneath my tank top. Alcaeus shifted his body lower and commenced kissing