He just wasn’t good at being a cross between a teddy bear and just a friend.

The sensation of being owned rushed through her bloodstream, unlike anything else she’d ever experienced. Between them, wrapped in their passion, she felt small, female, possessed... and shockingly submissive. Just like the night she’d taken them both into her mouth and pleased them, she wanted to give them everything she could, whatever would thrill them. She felt desperate to show them how much she yearned to give to herself.

That was bad news. Terrible. The worst.

Curiosity could be almost as powerful as desire.

The air of innocence remained, still begging corruption.

With a smile, Jack sheathed himself with a condom from the nightstand, then rolled on top of her, a steamy kiss on his lips as he covered her mouth. A new swell of desire rolled in her belly as Jack probed at her entrance.

Tori hurried after him, knowing nothing would be the same again.

Take the pleasure I’m giving you as a vow, pet. If you leave me, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth. There won’t be a place you hide where I can’t find you. I will never stop looking. I will never give up. I will never let you go when I can save you. – Mitchell Thorpe.

If you were expecting Prince Charming, I’m sorry. He’s with his boyfriend.

Watch that mouth, cher. I own a ball gag. I know how to use it, he growled.