Two alluring, dominant alpha males want to claim me for themselves.
But the real question is: am I ready to be shared?
Erin
How on earth did I find myself in this situation?
I was just attending my best friend's wedding, expecting the usual affair filled with flowers, speeches, and all that jazz.
The whole event was dreadfully dull, and I was desperately seeking an escape.
And that was when I met them.
Two tall, irresistibly attractive Ex-Marines.
Jackson and Caleb. The owners of the secret dungeon in Vegas.
One ignites a blaze within me. He's alluring, rugged, and undeniably solid.
The other possesses an intensity that sends shivers down my spine. Dominant, mysterious, and damaged.
I am left speechless when they whisper their naughty little plan to personally evaluate me,
to see if I could handle what they have in mind.
As those damn elevator doors close, I know there's no turning back.
And just as anticipation reached its crescendo, they whispered something that left me weak in the knees...
They want to share me. Pleasure me. Together.
