Samantha's lips parted slightly, but no words came. Her body tensed under their ministrations, yet she felt herself relaxing into their touches, her mind caught between surrender and anticipation. The intensity in Marcus's gaze didn't waver, his hand on her thigh radiating a command that she could never deny.
"Answer him," Kai whispered close to her ear, his voice gentle yet firm. His hands trailed steadily down her back, grounding her even as the tension in the room heightened."Yes," Samantha finally breathed, her voice barely audible. "I'm ready."
"Ready for what?" Marcus asked, his gray eyes piercing through hers.
She swallowed hard. "I'm ready, Master."
The moment the words left her mouth, the energy in the room seemed to shift again, this time more definitively. Marcus's lips curved into a satisfied smile, his fingers tightening on her thigh in silent approval.
