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Submission of the most exquisite kind was sweeping through her.
    Yet this feeling would be under her tight control. At least in this environment she knew it was play sex and not “fall in love”. Here, she was safe.
    Or so she thought.

Chapter Two
     
    She is exquisite, John mentally conveyed to his brother.
    As we knew she still would be, Paul replied as he poured some warm scented oil into his palms and returned the bottle to the warmer. She has become even more beautiful, more enticing with age. She is just like the wines in our secret cellars. Ripening with age.
    He couldn’t get enough of looking at her. Her shoulders were bared to them. Whip marks from the tortures she’d incurred over a century ago marred her pale skin. The scars would have naturally healed but her captors had obviously rubbed something into her raw flesh, ensuring her flesh remain disfigured.
    Imbeciles!
    Anger, sharp as a knife blade, seared through John as he thought of the cruelty she had suffered. She had never gone into the details of her time as a slave, but he knew it was too painful for her to speak about. They could have made discreet inquiries, but that would have drawn attention to them and ultimately to Mati.
    That her life was in constant danger even after all these decades was a no-brainer. That her new identity remain top secret was not a problem. However, now that their sons had informed his brother and himself where their one true love resided, they could stay away no longer.
    They had taken on new identities as common humans. Cut ties with their European circles. Had gone so far as to vanish from the vampire world, effectively taking a vaccine that allowed them to walk in daylight as humans.
    They were here. They would claim Matilda. Once and for all.
    Matilda, their true love. The female their bodies and minds had craved for many decades would soon belong to them. And with one touch of his oiled palms to her velvety whip-rough skin, she would belong to them once more.
    Her sweet gasp was like music to his ears as his palms melted over her shoulders. Hot, silky female muscles tensed beneath his touch. His brother’s mind and body tightened in erotic awareness as he watched from the foot of the massage bed.
    “You’re quite wound up,” John breathed, wishing he didn’t have to wear the electronic voice manipulator over his vocal chords to conceal his identity from her. If they didn’t wear the devices, she would know who they were and things would not go as planned. They would hide their identities until she felt safe in their hands.
    Yes, she would be angry at this deceit. At first.
    Perhaps if they were lucky, she would allow them to love her once again. The other option, living out the rest of their lives without her, was incomprehensible. Somehow they had to change her mind about her not wanting to be with them. They had to tell her they could no longer share their love for each other through only their mind link. They needed her. All of her, not just her mind.
    He groaned inwardly as his palms sailed along the tense muscles of her shoulders. He worked out some big knots and smiled as he spied her body loosening up.
    “Are you wearing the butt plug requested of you?” Paul’s question sailed through the air like an explosion. Beneath John’s fingers, Mati’s shoulders tensed again. He shot Paul a warning look.
    Sorry, I couldn’t wait. She’s so damn gorgeous. I need to be inside her , his brother replied through their mind link.
    And you think I can wait ? John snapped, feeling tense with his need as well as recognizing Paul’s impatience flow through his own body.
    Easy, brother. Your fangs are showing. Paul chuckled.
    Indeed they were. He touched the sharp points with the tip of his tongue and swore he tasted blood. His fangs were ultra sharp and would pierce Mati’s skin and spear her vein instantly. He couldn’t wait to feed on her. To feel her succulent blood splash on his tongue and zip through his