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but adding any
additional sucking up verbiage was a real balancing game she
rarely got exactly right.
    “Indeed, I do believe you did, baby. Maybe if
you’d try to stay in the moment, you might catch things easier.”
Trev’s voice was deceptively gentle, but Kit wasn’t fooled. On the
surface he appeared to be the gentler of the two, but he was
actually more of a stickler for protocol in the lifestyle than
Jameson. Trev had been furious with her for agreeing to work with
Devin from the moment she’d first explained the conditions she’d
agreed to in order to free Angie. He hadn’t been able to openly
complain without giving the impression Angie hadn’t been worth it
and being caught between a rock and a hard place seemed to have
added a lot of fuel to his fury.
    Glancing over she met Jameson’s heated gaze.
They had already stripped her and secured her to the strangest St.
Andrew’s Cross she’d ever seen. The wooden beams of the cross
narrowed so they were almost non-existent in the middle, and the
end-points were aligned with tracks that Kit assumed allowed the
cross to be tilted and rotated in several different directions. The
wide bands securing her were softly woven to prevent unnecessary
pressure at any point and the Velcro tear away sections were
strategically placed to allow access to every part of her trembling
body. It was the only piece of equipment they’d added then made no
attempt to hide the fact it was state of the art technology for
kinksters. Just thinking about the ad they’d probably seen in Torture Equipment Monthly made Kit smile.
    “Care to share what that thought was,
kitten?” Jameson’s voice sounded from right in front of her. Holy hell how had he moved so close without her noticing? When she gasped in surprise, he shook his head, “Kitten, I could
have sprouted wings and flown around the room and you wouldn’t have
noticed. Now, stop stalling and tell us what you were thinking that
made you smile.”
    “Oh, well, I was just admiring the new
additions to the playroom, and I wondered about your…umm, sources
for such novelties.” Kit added her most sincere expression, but
wasn’t surprised when her blatant attempt to distract them didn’t
work.
    “And? Don’t insult us by editing, my love—we
know you far too well.” Oh brother and wasn’t that the truth. Kit
really believed they knew her better than she knew herself in a lot
of ways.
    “Well, I sort of thought maybe there was a
catalog or something.” They both just kept watching her, their
postures mirror images of one another, their legs spread shoulder
width apart and bulging biceps crossed over heavily muscled chests.
Looking at them dressed in nothing but low-slung, faded jeans with
their bare feet topped by the time worn fringes of hems dragging
over the stone floor. Kit realized too late that she was staring
and licking her lips in anticipation. “Okay, okay. I figure you
probably get Torture Equipment Monthly , you know, sort of
like Consumer Reports , but for kinky stuff.” Geez, now that
they’d forced her to say it out loud it didn’t sound funny at all,
talk about ruining a perfectly good joke.
    Surprised by Trev’s snort of laughter and
Jameson’s grin, Kit tried to shrug but they’d secured her so well
she couldn’t even lift her shoulder. Realizing she was well and
truly at their mercy sent a zing of arousal straight to her sex and
she knew neither of her mates had missed her scent when their
nostrils flared. “We’re going to remind you who you belong to,
baby. You’ve made a bargain with a man who could hurt you and we
take your safety very seriously. And even though you agreed to meet
him away from the house in a feeble attempt to keep everyone else
safe, you still agreed to work with him without any apparent
consideration for your own well-being. And agreeing to meet him in
a secluded place? Don’t even get me started on all the reasons that
fact earns you punishment. But the biggest