Mastered by Two Billionaires (Surrender #2)

“What I give…it’s better as a game. It doesn’t work outside of a club. I give too completely – it’s too dangerous anywhere else.”

After spending an intense night under the control of two powerful, dominant billionaires , Naomi is left unable to think about anything else.

Drawn back to her local club a few days later, she hopes a night of hard use will get the two indomitable men off her mind - until they show up looking for her and she finds it impossible to resist their demands, knowing how perfectly the two Masters would take everything she longs to give. But as their overwhelming dominance starts to expose her in ways no one else ever has, all her carefully kept rules about limiting her deep submission to inside the club start to unravel....

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“We’ve come to take your service for the night.”

It was Derrick’s voice this time, the cool sophistication invoking thoughts of just who – and what – these men were. It wasn’t a question – he wasn’t offering a choice. They wanted her for the night and these were men who got everything they wanted.

Derrick’s hand ran down her body, lightly caressing her shoulder, side, almost touching her ass as he gave her a small smirk, eyes already claiming ownership of what he saw. Her skin shuddered from his touch and she had to resist the urge to react to it, even as Luke held her head still, kept her with a perfect posture on display for them. It was impossibly arousing and she found her breathing thinning automatically, excitement making her nerves dance even as she tried to remind herself that this couldn’t happen. Not another night with these two – after that, she’d be gone.

“Come.”

The command laced through that sensual voice was too much for her. Her body was already acquiescing, even as she tried to remind herself what a bad idea this was. They couldn’t just come in here and have her at will – she never saw the same Master twice in a row.

No attachments. No feelings. Just a good time – a game.

And she was starting to feel the complete opposite towards these handsome bastards. Luke met her eyes with one searing glance and then stepped back, turning – not to the inner door that led down to the pleasure rooms below, but back towards the entrance.

Ohh damn.

It was enough to wake her out of the haze of submission that they’d seemed able to wrap her in without thought. That she definitely couldn’t do.

With an uneven motion that she only barely managed to make graceful, she slipped back, casting her eyes down again but keeping her head as he’d held it – still feeling that large finger on her chin, still feeling his will.

“I’m sorry, sir. I can’t. I don’t play outside the club.”

It wasn’t quite the complete refusal she’d intended, but it was enough. He turned back to her, surprise evident on his face as he looked her over, Derrick mirroring the expression beside her, a flush spreading over her skin with the force of their gazes.

“This isn’t a game to us.”