Page 209 of Bound By Her

Her fiery eyes found his, and he hoped that she was able to see the desire he felt for her.

All three of them had decided that they wanted to leave her in the best position possible after their sale. And the only way to do that was to convince her to sell them to Vega.

Here goes nothing.

Stepping into her, Bryson felt her energy—wild, sharp, magnetic—flood into him. It collided with his own, crashing like opposing tides and pulling them into a shared current. In Adria’s world, you were either giving or taking. There was no middle ground.

He and his brothers had come here to breach thatbarrier. To show her they could be trusted. That she didn’t have to face the storm alone.

Bryson’s hands slipped around her waist, fingers digging into the plush curve of her hips. The soft gasp that spilled from her lips nearly undid him.

Before she could stop him, he swept her up into his arms.

In the year he’d been here, he could count on one hand how many times he’d touched her. And it wasalwayson her terms, when he was restrained, bound, at her mercy.

But now?

Now he held her freely. And it suffocated him—this need, this ache that had grown like a wildfire inside him.

He carried her to the desk and set her down gently. She hadn’t stopped him. Not yet. The hard press of his cock begged for more as he nudged her knees apart, needing her to feel just how much he wanted this—wantedher.

“What are you—” she started, but he was already reaching for her, fingers weaving through her damp hair, curling at the base of her skull.

He pulled, just enough to tilt her mouth to his. Her breath caught. He heard it, felt it—and that sound seared into him. Their first kiss had been soft, cautious. The second had been raw, full of abandon.

If she let him do it again, Bryson knew it would be something new, something consuming that he wouldn’t be able to stop.

He leaned in, lips grazing hers, pausing—asking.

The air snapped like static.

Then—a paperweight arced toward his face. He ducked, but didn’t dodge the follow-up. Her fist cracked against his cheek, and blood bloomed on his lip.

He staggered back, grin fading.

She leapt from the desk, heading for the door. But Kaydon and Seth were already there, blocking the exit.

Adria’s hands balled into fists, fury radiating off her in waves. “Are you fucking crazy?”

Her hand flew to her watch.

One touch, and Eric would come. One press, and it would all be over.

“Do it,” Bryson challenged, chest heaving. “Call Eric. Have him drag us back to our rooms.”

Kaydon stepped forward, voice low, thick with something dangerous.“Or don’t… and play with us a little.”

There was something new in Kaydon’s eyes. Something animal. Possessive. Bryson’s cock twitched, aching at the thought of watching Kaydon and Adria together. Raw. Unrestrained.

Seth’s voice cut through the tension, softer, but no less intense. “Do you think we’d hurt you?”

The pain in his voice was impossible to miss.

As she faltered.

Just for a second. And Bryson moved.

She was fast, but he was faster. He grabbed her wrist, twisting her, Bryson slid her phone from her back pocket.

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