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bucked wildly against him, mindless now and not caring what they thought. His movement allowed Jorel access to her clit, and he gently circled it with his middle finger. She gasped as sharp pleasure rippled through her and more juices poured from her body.
    “That’s it, beautiful,” Jorel purred. “Come for us. Let us see you.” As he spoke, he applied harder pressure to her oversensitized nub, and she exploded within a mist of blinding light and pleasure. She cried out as the waves overtook her, sending her soaring. Throb after throb raced through her channel and she bucked mindlessly against Keenas’s cock, certain she could take him inside her through the clothes that separated them.
    Keenas met every thrust of her hips with one of his own as Jorel pinched at her clit, wringing another orgasm from her tingling body. She moaned, twisting her head from side to side as the searing pleasure again raced through her limbs. Slowly, her body relaxed and Keenas stilled, pulling away from her to allow Jorel’s hand to slide farther down along her slit.
    She gasped as his thick fingers separated her labia and slid through the juices coating her pussy. With one long stroke, he removed his hand and slid his juice-coated fingers into his mouth, licking them clean.
    In fascination, she watched the black of his eyes glow with desire and felt her own body heat in response.
    “Mmmm,” he purred. “That’s only the beginning, Rhianna.” She watched in stunned silence and growing mortification as they both stood and left the room as though nothing had happened. Neither of them had found release, only her, and the very idea surprised her. Then the anger set in. Anger at them for making her forget herself and where they were. Anger at herself for letting them.
    Her body had betrayed her -- so had her mind. But her heart was just as determined to get back home.
     
    * * * * *
     
    “I need a drink,” Keenas growled as he stomped into the gallery, a large bar and game room set up for the men who traveled with them. This trip they’d brought few, so the room was relatively empty. “I need a fuck,” Jorel said with a grin. “Forget the damn drink.” 30

    “She’s not ready for that,” Keenas said as he moved behind the bar and poured himself and his brother a drink. “We probably shouldn’t have even done what we did.”
    “She basically dared us, so what were we supposed to do? Besides, we needed to prove a point.”
    Keenas snorted. “What point? That we can seduce women?”
    “That she will respond to us.”
    “Jorel, have you ever seduced a woman that didn’t?” Jorel frowned, and then smiled as he lifted his drink to his lips. “No.” Keenas shook his head in amusement at his brother. His cock still throbbed in his pants and his balls ached with the need to spill his seed. Part of him wanted to return to the room and give her what he knew she’d wanted just minutes before, but another part wanted to take things more slowly. She still didn’t believe them and she still may not believe them even after the tests. He had to think of a way to convince her. The idea of keeping her with them by force wasn’t his idea of a good marriage.
    With a sigh, he glanced out the massive row of windows that covered one wall. “We will need to inform Morganic that Rhianna has been found.”
    “Even before we perform the medical tests to confirm it?” Jorel asked in surprise.
    Keenas raised an eyebrow. “Do you doubt it’s her, Jorel?”
    “No, but to inform Morganic the princess may have been found before we confirm it will only cause problems. You know he’s going to want proof.” Jorel stared at him, his eyes narrowing to tiny slits. His brother knew him well -- sometimes too well. “You plan on rigging them if you have to.”
    Lifting his glass, Keenas finished off the spicy liquor and grimaced at the strong burn that settled in the pit of his stomach. He met his brother’s stare with an unwavering one.
    “She