Luca’s hand slid between my thighs, parting me expertly, while Lucien’s gaze locked on mine, hungry and commanding. I licked my lips, silently begging him to take the hint. He smiled knowingly, tall and dominant, and moved closer.
Luca’s fingers entered me as his lips grazed my shoulder, and I gasped, clawing into Lucien’s back. His response was immediate gripping my hair, tilting my head, forcing a finger into my mouth, while Luca added a second finger to me. My moans tangled with gasps as I was stretched, used, claimed, right there in the woods, pinned between two predators who knew exactly what they wanted.
“Please,” I whispered, trembling.
Luca withdrew his fingers, stepping back. I fell forward slightly, but Lucien’s hand steadied me, turning me toward the fallen log.
“Hands on th
