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Mischief and the Masters (Masters of the Shadowlands, #12) Mischief and the Masters by Cherise Sinclair
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“Wiping her cheeks, she felt the weight on her wrist and saw the sparkle of the diamonds. The dragon watched her with its flashing eyes. “I-I. It’s beautiful.” After a moment, she managed to whisper, “I love you. Love you both.” She looked up at her Dragon Doms, side by side, both smiling, and the warmth and love flowed from them to wrap around her. When Alastair bent to offer her a hand, she frowned. “Wait… Aren’t you supposed to ask me?” “You need us.” Max gave her a smug smile. “It’s our job as your Doms to give you what you need.” She scowled. Chuckling, Alastair lifted her to her feet and hugged her. “We all know you’d say yes.”
Cherise Sinclair, Mischief and the Masters
“Silence fell over the room as the Dragon Doms followed Uzuri out. Two entirely different types of males, both supreme eye-candy. Uzuri could have sworn every woman in the room ovulated. Mrs. Everson smiled at her. “I hope it was all right not to call security. These gentlemen said they were…yours?” “Both of them?” one woman whispered in a hoarse voice. “That would be correct. Please log her out for the day.” Alastair put his hand on Uzuri’s lower back to move her forward. Max frowned at his cousin. “I thought she was ours.” “It’s the same thing, I believe.” Alastair’s lips twitched.”
Cherise Sinclair, Mischief and the Masters
“Bear in mind, if you slack off, Alastair will spank your little round ass. And then fuck you.” Mouth open, she glanced at Alastair. The slow smile he gave her sent tremors through her center. “And me?” Max nailed her with his sharp blue eyes. “I’ll have you doing push-ups and squats until your muscles give out…and when you’re lying there unable to move, I’ll fuck you.”
Cherise Sinclair, Mischief and the Masters
“Max watched the little submissive’s eyes widen as she tugged ineffectually on her wrists. After a second, she asked in adorable outrage, “What kind of people have Velcro straps attached to their lounge chairs?” “Doms, baby. Doms.”
Cherise Sinclair, Mischief and the Masters