Then again, never before had one word held the key to unlocking every hidden desire she'd thought sealed away forever.Two men—if that's even what they were, instead of figments of her depraved imagination—wanted her. Her.She wasn't a risk-taker. God knew she'd never done anything more hazardous in her entire life than cross the street without looking both ways. She should have been trembling, terrified of the consequences that always came with being caught.But being caught wasn't nearly as frightening as it had once been. She'd already been captured. Her body, her mind, her soul, now belonged to Connor and Trevor. As irrational as it sounded, even to her, she could no longer be satisfied existing from day to day, simply going through the motions.She had a chance to really live. To experience pleasure, to be worshipped in ways she'd only dared dream about. How could she turn all that down for mere lackluster survival?"We have things to tell you.” Trevor's hand glided from her neck down her back, and lower still until he could cup her buttocks and pull her to him.
