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Reed worshiped me. And Max?
    “You’re a bad influence on him,” I said.
    Max loomed. The shadows in the room followed. “Think I’m corrupting my little brother?”
    Reed rubbed his finger over the softness hidden beneath the panties. My voice trembled with the delicious shiver. He grinned.
    “I think your little brother knows what he’s doing,” I whispered.
    “I think he’s curious to see what you can handle.” Max tightened his grip on my neck. “And what he can do.”
    Uh-oh .
    It had been days since my stepbrothers last frightened me. I allied with them, but the trust was slow to grow, earned more within their arms than how they protected me with my clothes on. Max liked crumbling my defenses, but no Bennett deserved the delight in rattling me.
    “Shouldn’t you let Reed decide what he wants?” I asked.
    The dimple returned, every bit as dangerous as the flogger in Max’s pocket. My brothers didn’t answer. I arched an eyebrow.
    “Shouldn’t I decide how to be taken?”
    It was rare for Max to laugh. He pushed Reed aside and flipped me over, pressing my tummy into the table. The dress rose high over my hips. Max twisted his fingers in my panties.
    I didn’t dare move.
    I didn’t push him away.
    I wasn’t sure I wanted him to release me.
    “Nick’s been feeding you fairy tales, baby,” Max warned. “There’s no friendship in our bedrooms. You are ours to take now, and you should thank us for every fucking thrust.” He ripped my panties down. His caress wasn’t as soft as Reed’s. It never would be, and I couldn’t imagine a moment spent with Max that wouldn’t be fraught with violence and lust. “Remember. We’re doing this to save your life.”
    “You enjoy it,” I said.
    Max didn’t need to touch me to prove it. “So do you.”
    “Then why not offer me a choice? Afraid I wouldn’t give in?”
    Max’s hands roamed. He traced over my slit. I met Reed’s gaze as Max’s fingers slipped within my tightness. Reed grinned.
    “You’ll never just give in , baby. You’ll always fight us. And I know why.”
    I couldn’t speak, not as his touch ground against my slickness and revealed just how much I enjoyed his torment.
    “You think we’ll actually succeed,” Max said. “You think we’ll put a little Bennett baby in that tummy and steal away all your precious land and fortune.”
    I laughed. Their fantasy hadn’t even crossed my mind.
    “Maybe. But you know you’ll fail. No baby. No company.” I arched. “I doubt you want it anymore.”
    “Oh?”
    I met Reed’s stare. “Why get me pregnant when you could just fuck me all day, every day? This way, you can molest me without consequence.”
    Max snickered. “It’s not molesting if you’re pushing back, baby.”
    Reed’s breathing roughened into a pant. I sunk my teeth into my pouting bottom lip.  Max kicked my legs out wide as he leaned close. He spoke to Reed though the threat clenched everything inside me in a sudden heat.
    “She won’t break if you get a little rough,” Max said.
    His hand tangled in my hair to arch me to him. The bite of pain was nothing compared to what he could do with a flogger, but he hadn’t indulged in that part of his deviancy.
    Yet.
    No way was I getting out of this unscathed.
    “Sarah knows how to submit, don’t you, baby?”
    I accidentally rocked against the hardness in his trousers. “You’d think.”
    “Need some proof?”
    Yes. About eight and a half inches of it. His fingers weren’t enough, and neither were the layers of material separating us. Max wove me so easily into his will, but I flushed as I realized just how much of my secrets I revealed to Reed.
    Then again, Reed brushed a hand over my parted lips. I timidly kissed the pad of his thumb, and his smirk rewarded me while challenging his brother.
    “Go ahead. Let’s see how she submits for you.” His finger sunk into my mouth. I nibbled before wrapping my lips over the offering in a leisurely suckle. “Then I’ll