Scarlett’s POV-
After a lot of dancing, Damien and Birsha would not stop teasing me. Their hands would be wandering slyly, they would kiss me a lot, especially on my mark. They were trying to push my buttons, to get me to give up on dancing, so that I would agree to retire early. I knew their game. They were wearing my composure down, after keeping me with them for almost all the dance.
Birsha had been twirling me around the dance floor, when he stopped and Damien had wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me, burying his face in my neck. He breathed in deeply. He tugged on my ear lobe with his teeth, before his husky voice groaned quietly, “Are you going to give in yet? Come to bed. Let us worship you.”
Birsha leaned in and whispered, “We can feel how turned on you are. Come to
