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“Do none of you have work to do?” Wilder Vaughn shot Clint a look which should have made the man wither in his shoes, and it didn’t disappoint as the younger man was retreating back to his desk wide–eyed and clearly terrified he was going to lose his job. “If you don’t have work to do, I can have a conversation with Percy about some good assignments. I hear one crossed his desk this morning concerning a minor league ball player getting fucked up the ass by his coach and the video got out. Do you want to manage the ball player or the coach? They swear they aren’t gay, and their wives are both desperate to talk to media. Do you want that one? You can handle it all by yourself if you have nothing to do, Clint.”
The way he said the man’s name made Clint scurry, “no sir. I’m good with the assignments on my desk right now.”
“Then do them.” He turned his attention to his mate, “Jacqueline, the conference room, now.”
“You have got to be kidding me!” she slapped her palms on her desk. “I came down here to get away from your foolishness.”
Her words carried through the space and multiple people in the office who had started to look over their cubicles had eyes bulging as they ducked back into their seats. The space was incredibly quiet. A mouse wouldn’t have been able to get
hrough in secret it was so silent.
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That caused a flurry of hissed whispers from her workmates.
She looked at Rafferty hoping he would calm his twin, but he seemed equally incensed.
“You were flirting with another man while I was upstairs?”
That comment really got the conversation going.
“I was not flirting. I told you. I want to do my job. Why are you being so embarrassing?”
“I’m embarrassing?” Wilder put his hand to his chest and then looked at Rafferty, “did you hear that brother? She thinks we’re embarrassing.” He leaned over the desk and glared at her with a whisper she knew everyone was desperate to hear, “if you do not have your ass in that conference room over there in thirty seconds, I’m going to show every single person in this office who you belong to, my frosty little princess.“\
“Asshole.” She nearly bellowed the word ignoring the collective gasp as she marched to the conference room and slammed the door open. She was barely in the room when the door slammed behind her and Wilder had her pinned to the closed door and Rafferty was busy closing the blinds to the office. “Hey, don’t manhandle me.”
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“Why is he closing the blinds?” she huffed out hating that she should be fighting him with every bit of her being and instead she felt a strange compulsion to want to grind on him like a cat in heat.
“Do you want your colleagues to see the Vaughn twins claiming their mate?” Rafferty said with a wicked glint in his eye as he moved to stand near his brother, his body encroaching her
space.
“What do you mean by claiming?”
“Claiming for fae means fucking, sealing bonds with lots of bodily fluids and did I mention fucking?”
She blinked at the words from Wilder as Rafferty leaned closer to her and ran his nose along her neck and inhaled.
“She smells like heaven, brother. I wonder if she would smell as good sandwiched between us as you said earlier.”
“We are not having sex!”
“No?” Wilder laughed as he looked to where her hips were involuntarily wriggling against the wall. “Baby, I bet if Rafferty slipped his hand inside your pants, the ones which don’t have panties under them, he’d find you slick and ready.”
/am at work. This is sexual harassment.” She growleriously
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away from Wilder, you would already be out of his grasp. Come on, gorgeous. Show us what you got. We want you. We know you want us. We can smell you. You are wet, aroused, dripping into those pantyless pants and baby,” he let his hand drift along her abdomen, dangerously close to the edge of her trousers, “I want to taste to see if it’s as good as you smell.”
“You can’t smell me,” she wrinkled her nose as she turned her
head to scowl at him.
“Yes we can. Close your eyes, princess,” Wilder commented as his hand at her neck boldly slid over her shoulder to cup her breast, his thumb brashly rubbing her nipple which was poking at attention through her bra and blouse.
“What?” her voice was hoarse. She cleared her throat and spoke again, “what do you mean by close my eyes?”
Outside this room a bunch of her coworkers were probably dreaming up all kinds of things which might be happening in this room and yet, she knew none of them were holding imaginations crazier than hers. Right now, she was dreaming of two very hot twins doing very wicked things to her on the conference room table.
“Close your eyes,” Wilder repeated, “and then I want you to listen to our words. Let’s tap into another one of the basic traits of a royal fae. Things you’ve not pulled until now.”
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