Damien and Rhys both stiffened at her question. Clearly they were not expecting her to ask that question.
Rhys chuckled, "Our princess is getting naughty, right brother?"
A loud moan left Beatrix's lips as Damien's hand grasped her thigh and gripped it firmly.
His eyes blazing with lust met hers and Beatrix's breath hitched,
"Hmmm." He hummed in approval as his fingers dripped down to her inner part of her thighs as he rubbed up and down.
Damien smiled down at her . "What do you want,princess?"
A startled gasp left her lips when Rhys grabbed her hair from behind to expose her neck as he attached his lips to her exposed skin just below her ear.
Beatrix gasped as soon as his lips touched her neck and she could feel his smile against her skin.
We'll give it to you," Rhys whispered. "We'll give you anything you want."
Beatrix clenched her thighs together as heat began to pool in between her legs.
