The Discarded Wife
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She was trapped in a public lounge, hidden only by the dark velvet curtains of a booth, while the three most powerful men in the city claimed her body like a piece of forfeited property.
Jaxon’s mouth slammed onto her neck, his teeth biting into the sensitive skin of her shoulder until a sharp cry of mixed pain and pleasure escaped her lips. At the same moment, Killian drove two fingers deep inside her aching, unprepared heat. Elena arched her back, a loud, uninhibited gasp tearing from her throat as his rough fingers stretched her, moving with a relentless, punishing rhythm that completely shattered her psychological defenses.