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lay.
    He’d forget about the unprotected part. If she was okay with it, that’s all
    that mattered.
    “Believe me, I know you’re a woman, but let’s get one thing straight
    here. You have an ulterior motive for being here or you would have
    walked long ago. And I told you, if your brother’s that important to you,
    then I will do anything to get him over here where he’ll be safe.” He let
    his hand drift again to stroke her nipple and was rewarded when her
    head fell back and her eyes closed on a moan. He kissed the exposed
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    column of her throat. “And I will use you.” He kissed around her face.
    “But, I would never throw you away.” Her head came back up, shock
    registering on her face, but he couldn’t take back the words he’d just
    said.
    He didn’t know why they’d slipped from his lips, but they felt right.
    “But you’re still going to try and give my father what he wants?”
    “No, not try. But what your father doesn’t realize is if a child is
    created between us,” the three of us, that is ,“I would never allow it to be
    separated from me.” His voice was stern but he made sure the hand
    resting at her throat was gentle. Her nostrils flared with each breath and
    he was close enough his lips brushed hers as he spoke again. “What he
    also doesn’t realize is that I would never separate my children from their
    mother.”
    Her gaze shot to his eyes, ripped from their spot watching his lips.
    Before she could even think about speaking, Cole turned her around and
    patted her butt. With a small shove, he propelled her toward the
    bathroom.
    “Go, bathe. We’ll talk later. About everything.”
    With a very confused glance over her shoulder, Bri padded toward
    her immediate destiny, proving once again that, subconsciously at least,
    she trusted him.
    His cock grew even further as he watched the sway of her slightly
    flared hips. None of his previous lovers, make that partners, had affected
    him the way Bri did. For God’s sake, she had sat on his thigh and ridden
    him like the untrained virgin she was and then came at his command.
    Walking back to his office, he smiled remembering the scene. Once
    his position was established more firmly, he would have her eating out of
    his hand, literally, and coming as he or Tyler demanded, all the time. It
    would be a pleasure to train her in the fine art of fucking. It was what
    she wanted, he had seen it in her eyes the moment she’d looked up at
    him the first time.
    He’d confirmed his suspicions later when she’d exploded around his
    leg, squeezing his thigh with her own and screaming like a banshee. She
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    had said no twice, but hadn’t meant it. The glazed look in her eyes had
    said, Please God, if you don’t fuck me, I’ll die.
    Somewhere deep inside her was a sensuality she hadn’t tapped into
    yet. Tyler and he would find it and exploit it in no time. He had a feeling
    once they got started she’d be begging them for more. Especially if being
    with the two of them meant she could keep her brother safe and not
    return to Andrew Wyatt.
    The man was a first-class bastard. Cole snarled. He could only
    imagine what Bri had endured at her father’s hands.
    With the two of them, Bri would be cherished. Probably put on a
    pedestal if Tyler had anything to say about it. The man had a way with
    women which left even the oldest of grandmothers drooling.
    Tyler, as the security specialist, had quickly made the first rumors
    surrounding their sharing just that. A rumor, a fantasy. Something one
    woman made up to make her friends jealous, which couldn’t be
    corroborated. Since then, the only women they shared were the ones less
    inclined to talk about their sexual escapades because they felt they had
    something to lose. Mostly their status in society.
    In his house, in his arms, Bri would know pleasure and pain. The
    sweet kind of pain specifically designed to bring her to a screaming
    orgasm. A pleasure he