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Lex. But first…” Harrison grasped the hem of her shirt and dragged it over her head. Then he reached into her bra and pulled her breasts out and over the lace. He bent his head and sucked first one and then the other nipple into his mouth, causing them to bud and ache.
    When he released her, she shivered, her arousal slowly taking over. Her need was almost painful.
    Alexis moved forward, draping her upper body over the cool surface of the table. She rested her weight on her elbows, her face up as she glanced from one man to the other. Neither had shed a single piece of clothing, nor did they appear to be in a hurry to move this game to the next level. She’d explained to them what she wanted, yet they seemed content to tease her, to play with her.
    Her temper piqued. “Someone fuck me. Now.” They weren’t the only ones capable of issuing commands. The exhaustion, sadness and devastation of the past few days were catching up to her. Why couldn’t they see how much she needed this escape?
    Harrison knelt in front of the table until his face was level with hers. “We know what you need, Lex. But you have to let go. Put yourself in our hands.”
    “Fuck that.” She started to push herself up. If they weren’t willing to give her what she wanted, she’d find someone who would.
    Michael stepped behind her, his crotch brushing her ass as he placed a powerful hand against her back and pressed her none-too-gently onto the table. “Don’t move.”
    She continued to resist his hold, struggling to break free and rise. At this point, violence seemed as welcome a release as sex. She hadn’t lied about being numb. Lately, it felt like she lost a bit more of her humanity with each passing day. After a decade of death and pain and suffering, her ability to feel anything was quickly fading away. It terrified her. A doctor without compassion was nothing.
    However, with Harrison—and now with Michael—the frozen parts thawed, allowing her to feel. Even if only for a little while.
    Michael’s hand left her back, allowing her to stand. The freedom was short-lived. He stripped his tie from his shirt roughly and used the silk to secure her hands behind her back. “I’m perfectly willing to indulge your desire for a fight, Alexis. But be warned. You won’t win.”
    She tested the bonds, amazed the slick material held. Without the use of her hands, Michael made quick work of positioning her over the table once more. She’d never experimented with bondage before—had never had a lover she trusted enough to try it with—but she was intrigued by the complete feeling of helplessness. Rather than scare her, it turned her on even more. Something she didn’t think possible at the moment.
    Alexis startled when she felt hands in her hair. She was finding it difficult to concentrate on anything besides the screaming, clawing hunger radiating throughout her body. She glanced up to find Harrison looking down at her. He tightened his grip on her tresses, pulling her head up. Her scalp tingled, sending sparks straight to her pussy. He studied her face, and for the first time, she recognized the same intense need in his face. Harrison may be patient, but that didn’t mean he didn’t ache as well.
    “You’re going to suck my cock while Michael fucks you from behind.”
    “Yes,” she hissed.
    Neither man hesitated asking for what they wanted, what they expected from her. She was grateful not to have to direct the play. With too many lovers in the past, she’d been the aggressor, the one in power. She’d never minded that, but she had to admit there was something exciting about being taken, used, controlled.
    Harrison released her hair, dropping his hands down to unfasten his pants. Within seconds, his hard cock was free. Alexis licked her lips.
    “Come closer. Please.” Her place over the table and her bound hands left her at a disadvantage. She wondered if Harrison would release the binding.
    He must have read her mind, because he