She's a headstrong lawyer who has had groundbreaking success in her field despite her young age.
They are three dominant brothers who need a lawyer for their multi-million pound business.
What could go wrong?
NOTE: THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM NOVEL
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My eyes dart to his large hand holding the door shut above my head. I straighten my back, trying not to let my anxiety of being in a confined space overrule me.
"Tsk, tsk, Carlie," he mutters behind me, "Who are these men teaching you one orgasm is enough?"
My face floods with embarrassment at his bluntness.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I bite back, trying to regain control of the situation. He spins me around in response, pressing my back to the door and enclosing his body against mine.
I look up to his piercing silver eyes as he glowers down at me, his irises so heavy with lust.
"Are they here right now?" his breath fans my skin as he moves his mouth inches from my neck. I feel myself growing wetter by the sound of his deep voice, but I'll be damned if I offer it up to him easily.
I stay silent, my brain fogging with lust instead of my usual witty comebacks.
"Didn't think so," he kisses my neck, making me stifle a moan as he hits my sweet spot first try.
He bites it lightly, making me squeal. The harshness of his teeth on my sensitive skin is sending me into a frenzy.
Suddenly, he pulls me away from the door, dragging me over to the counter again. I wait for him to lift me onto it like he did before, but this time he spins me around and bends me over it.
"Fuck, look at this tight arse," he roughly kneads both my bare cheeks with his hands. I let out a squeal as he lands a harsh slap to them. My body jolts forward at the force, causing me to reach out to grab the counter for support.
"Who knew there was such a dirty little girl hiding under your clothes," he continues, my cheeks flushing with his unrestrained remarks. He lands another blow to my arse and I bite my lip.
He continues and I start to feel blood from how harshly I'm biting onto my lip.
My cheeks throb from his brutal attack, but my pussy drips for more.
"Do you want me to fuck you like the perfect whore you are?" he whispers in my ear. My inner walls clench around the emptiness and I long for him to fill me.
"Does this tight hole need filling by me?" he dips a finger inside me, forcing a choked moan from my lips.
"Tell me, trouble. Tell me you need this," he pumps his finger in and out of me.
"Please," I beg, not sure what I'm begging for.
"Please what?"
"Please, I need you to fuck me," I relent, my body tensing when I realise what I've just said.
Ready to stand up, I halt when I hear the sound of a zip being undone behind me.
I keep my eyes closed, too afraid to look in the mirror and meet his reflection.
