Deflowered By Three Highland Brutes

The locked chamber in the gatehouse feels like the only place left, with rain hammering the windows and the rival's men passing below. Alexander stands close, his dominant presence both my salvation and the ruin I crave, and I know what the alliance demands of me.

To keep my family's holdings from the rival laird, I must submit to the witnessed menage with Alexander and his two highland brutes, surrendering my first time under their ritual eyes. My reserve has held for years, but his touch at my laces ignites the hunger I buried deep, and I can no longer deny how much I need this surrender.

One nod from me is all it takes, and all three of them are waiting for it.