Claimed by Three by Rebecca Airies

in her father, her brothers, and other men. Logic didn’t matter once male protective instincts surfaced.

Chapter Nine
    Sephanie let her gaze roam from one man to the next, finally stopping on Berenger. Berenger unfastened the lid to one of the containers and held a square of sliced fruit to her lips. The sweet scent caused her mouth to water, and her stomach loudly reminded her of its emptiness. She bit into the crisp fruit, and juices burst over her tongue. She closed her eyes and savored the taste and scent. Delicious.
    “Keep them closed and open your mouth,” Kassius said. His breath feathered against her ear. Somehow he’d moved closer. She hadn’t heard even the brush of cloth on the mat.
    “This better not be some seduction thing. I am hungry.” She kept her lashes down but turned her head toward where his voice had been.
    He chuckled. “No, baby, we’ll play with you later, before we get down to the rest of our plan.”
    She didn’t know what to make of that. It sounded interesting. Curiosity stirred, but the repeated mention of plans made her nervous. Was it another surprise or something they didn’t think she’d like?
    She opened for the bite of food. Something brushed against her lips. She could smell a smoky, peppery scent. When the cool strip slipped inside, she closed her mouth around the offering. With a flavor somewhere between sweet and savory, the folded strip of meat almost melted before she could chew.
    The feel of fingers against the exposed slope of her breasts drew her attention away from the meat. Her eyes popped open. She glanced down and saw Teague opening the bodice of her dress. It took only moments before he pushed it wide, exposing the generous mounds.
    “I thought you said no playing until after you fed me.” She decided someone better keep them on script if she wanted to get more than a bite or two to eat.
    “We’re giving ourselves a view to admire and play with. Don’t worry. We can do both.” Teague’s big palm cupped her breast. “This is something I’d like to get my mouth on.”
    “Don’t arouse her too much yet. She needs to eat more before we seriously play.” Kassius brought another piece of meat close.
    She took the strip, scraping her teeth over the tips of his fingers. His thumb rubbed over her lips. He didn’t seem in any hurry to move his hand away from her. She loved his touch—actually the way all three of them touched her. Anytime she was with them, she felt as if she was the only woman they saw.
    Teague’s free hand caught her attention when it swept over her stomach. She drew in a slow breath and wondered which way it would go. Her body tensed, and the slow burn of desire flared as she thought about his hand slipping underneath her skirt. She squirmed on Teague’s lap. Slick moisture eased from her pussy, and an ache built in her clit.
    “Too distracting, Teague. She needs to eat more first.” Berenger grabbed Teague’s wrist and lifted it away from her stomach.
    She held back a groan, but her shoulders sagged in disappointment. Damn, she yearned to see where he’d go with that caress.
    “Don’t worry. We’ll get to that.” Berenger teasingly held a cube of food in front of her.
    Looking down, she couldn’t quite make out what he held. It didn’t have much scent. The small amount of aroma it did give off made her more curious. She couldn’t identify the teasing essence that drifted to her. She knew it was food, so she opened for the small morsel.
    Berenger didn’t press the bite into her mouth. He traced it around her lips. She licked at his fingers, trying to get a taste of the food, but the only things she managed to taste were his salty fingertips.
    “Give me the food, Berenger.” She glanced up at him through her lashes.
    “Are you hungry for my food or my kisses?” He tapped her bottom lip with the chunk of food.
    “I want you.” She put her hand on his arm. “But I’m hungry for food too.”
    He laughed. “Then I’ll