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but she was starting to see Rousseau in there as well. Two distinct entities, both waiting to hear her answer.
    She meant to sound confident, sure, but her voice came out in a whisper. “All the depraved and wicked things you want to do.”
    She heard Ben groan behind them. “Good girl, Legs.” He dropped a handful of condoms, a small bottle of lubricant, and what looked like a wooden bowl of dark liquid on the bedside table. Her eyebrows rose.
    Rousseau’s golden eyes sparkled. “No, Benjamin. Bad girl . Just the kind we like.” Without warning, he tossed her on the bed.
    Allegra laughed, a carefree, joyous sound that she’d almost forgotten. This was what she wanted. No pity, no careful touches. This . Fun and fire and passion.
    Ben and Rousseau stood over her, neither man hiding the hungry gleam in his eyes. If their arousal was even half of what the sight of them side by side was doing to her, she didn’t know how they were still standing.
    Darkness and light, the two were opposite sides of the same heart-stopping coin. Ben with his blond, all-American good looks, and Rousseau, exotic, erotic, and irresistible. The only thing they had in common was the approval in their eyes as they studied her naked body on the bed.
    She slid her legs against the cool sheets like a contented feline, loving the freedom of motion, loving how their attention followed her every move. Her hands caressed her thighs, uncaring of the small ridges scattered over her skin. The ones she’d been so insecure about earlier.
    It was impossible to ignore their admiration, their desire. Her scars didn’t bother them at all. And suddenly, they didn’t bother her either. Instead, they were proof of life. Of survival.
    “That’s right, cher. You are a warrior woman.” The harsh voice growled in Rousseau’s throat. “In my world, you could be queen.” He motioned to Ben, who’d unbuttoned his linen shirt, revealing broad shoulders and a well-defined chest. “We will not share her this first time. You may watch.”
    Ben held up his hands and stepped back. “With pleasure, BD. You know how I love to watch. As long as there is a next time.” He winked at Allegra, disappearing from her line of sight as Rousseau leaned over her body, his hands landing on either side of her head, his hair hiding them behind a sweet-smelling curtain.
    Allegra licked her lips, loving the weight of him against her, his cock hard against her thigh. He bit her chin. “I don’t think any of the others we’ve had have ever felt as right as you do, cher . There is something special about you.”
    She narrowed her eyes, surprising herself by lifting her head and biting his jaw in return. “Note to Bone Daddy, mentioning other women is not high up on my list of exciting foreplay options.”
    He purred, his eyes flashing. “Oh, I like you, little one. We’ve never told anyone what we are, other than Ben. It’s very liberating, this honesty. I don’t know why we’ve never tried it before. Shall I tell you what Rousseau thought of the very first time he saw you?” He smiled. “No. Perhaps I should just show you instead.”
    He slid down her body, his breath hot against her nipples, the soft curve of her belly. “Freckles. You have freckles everywhere, cher . They are distracting.” He stopped to lick a small patch of them clustered on her hip, making deep sounds of pleasure.
    “You, ah, you really do like freckles then? Oh, that feels . . . mmm .”
    “Like cinnamon sprinkled over your body. They taste just as sweet to me. Rousseau never understood my fascination. But he does now.”
    His lips glided along her hip to her thigh, his fingers coming up to tangle in the wet red curls of her sex. Her body curved toward him, already attuned to his touch. Burning for more.
    He smiled against her skin. “Good. You aren’t shaved. So many women are these days. Strange fashion trend.”
    He tugged and Allegra felt her clit pulse in response. “This is what Rousseau