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start.”
    “Not my problem that you were impatient.” Stryker chuckled. “You aren’t up for it?”
    “Oh, I’m up for it, wise ass.” He ran his fingers down her cheek. “What do you say, Jane? Are you up for a little competition?”
    Growing up with four older brothers had taught Viviana may things—one of which was that, to someone with testosterone as their bloodstream’s primary additive, anything worth doing together was worth doing as a competition. Men. She bit her tongue to avoid the sarcastic retort poised in her mind.
    A sharp slap to her left cheek made her jump. “When we ask a question, Jane, we expect an answer. Quickly.”
    “Yes Sir.”
    “Be more specific, Jane,” Lance ordered. “Are you up for a little competition?”
    “Yes Sir, I am.”
    “Very good, little one. Very good.” Stryker rubbed her ass where he’s slapped. “This game’s called Last Man Standing, and it’s very simple. Lance and I will both fuck you senseless. He’ll have your mouth and I’ll have this gorgeous, tight honeypot. Your sole mission is to make us both come. Hard. The last man to come wins a special prize.”
    A tremble slid down her spine and settled somewhere between her gut and her pussy.
    “Do you want to guess what the prize is?” Lance taunted.
    No. No, she didn’t as a matter of fact. Her entire body was a live wire waiting to implode if they didn’t fuck her right now. Whatever the prize was, it had to be a doozy to make both the men so amused. She doubted she could handle knowing right now.
    Stryker leaned down, hot breath danced across her back. He nipped her shoulder. “Whoever’s the last to come is the first to fuck this sweet little ass of yours.”
    Coherency was impossible. Any synapse which might’ve remained in firing mode after being spanked publicly and then sandwiched between two of the most gorgeous Doms Viviana had ever seen—not that she’d really seen that many, if she was being technical—had just frozen. A reboot wasn’t possible. For the first time in possibly forever she was at a loss for words. No thoughts. No quick retorts.
    Lance chuckled. “I think Jane’s finally ready to take a well-deserved mental vacation.”
    Oh, she was mentally vacating. She’d been doing that since she’d stepped onto The Brigade compound. Impulsiveness usually carried her only so far, then she’d retreat back into her safe haven of code and monitors. Beeps and firewalls provided a tourniquet relief that she suspected moans and commands would breach too easily.
    “What’s your safe word, Jane?”
    “Cobra.”
    “Good girl. Open up.” Lance tugged on her hair. “Time to get started.”

Chapter Three
     
    Stryker bit his tongue as Lance slid his cock into the sub’s mouth. Playing with unknown newbies wasn’t Stryker’s game—but this one was different. Her quick retorts and silent contemplation made him suspect her mind was even sexier than the gorgeous body restrained beneath him.
    He ran his fingers down her ass and savored the slide of her satin skin beneath his thumb. He wasn’t about to rush thrusting his cock into her slick, hot pussy. This sweet, tight ass would be his.
    “Any day now, man.” Lance clenched his jaw and fisted his fingers in Jane’s abundant black curls. Vigorous sucking noises echoed in the small, empty space. Whoever the submissive was, she loved taking cock.
    Stryker dipped his fingers into her pussy and then tasted. Her arousal was a heady elixir, one he could spend hours savoring. “You taste as good as I’d hoped, Jane.”
    A soft moan signaled her attention was on him. He thrust into her in one deep stroke, his hands keeping her hips in place. Fuck, she was tight. Lance glanced at her fisted hands, his thrusts into her mouth halted.
    “Relax, Jane. This cock isn’t getting any smaller, so you’d better settle in for a long ride.” He spanked her ass cheeks as he thrust into her and rubbed as he withdrew. Once she began writhing