Free Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Corinne Davies

she looked at the two men lounging in the tub on the other side. She ducked down in the water and started backing up. Rock moved to sit on the ledge and caught her shoulders and pulled her between him and Jag.
    The men across from them were both gorgeous, but not with the breathtaking intensity that Rock and Jag were. One of them had hair so long he’d braided it and the braid rested along the deck. He had cheekbones that women would’ve paid millions for. The other man was rougher looking, but that only intensified the unique beauty of each of them.
    “Who the hell are they?” They both looked at her with far too much interest as far as she was concerned. Having sex with two men was one thing, but she wasn’t interested in upping the number.
    “Falcon, Wolfe, this is Destiny. Our In’tial óox ,” Rock introduced them. Both men gave her a surprised look that morphed into panty-melting smiles. She didn’t care who they were. She was horrendously embarrassed that they’d been watching what she did to Rock. Which was strange considering she enjoyed Jag and Rock watching. Oh, my god, are they planning on passing me around? Have I fallen into some sort of twisted sex cult?
    “Thank you for allowing us the pleasure of joining you.” Wolfe nodded his head at her and winked.
    Falcon smiled. “I’m not going to get any sleep tonight after watching you.”
    Destiny felt her cheeks heat at their comments. As a bartender, she’d had more abrasive and rude things said to her by men who were trying to bother her. She didn’t get that impression from these two. It was like they truly appreciated the opportunity to watch. Neither Jag nor Rock seemed overly bothered by it and they had to have seen these men enter.
    She tilted her face to Jag’s shoulder, “Um, how long…”
    Jag cupped her jaw and tilted her face up. His emerald eyes blazed with passion. “Does it matter?”
    “No, I guess not.” She had to resign herself to the fact that they saw a lot more of her than she would’ve ever wanted them to. “I hope you don’t think I’m going over there.”
    “Never.” Rock’s tone was sharp and he glared at her. She glared right back at him and crossed her arms over her breasts.
    A snickering sound from the other side of the tub drew Rock’s glare and whatever Wolfe and Falcon had been laughing about stopped immediately.
    Another door silently opened on the far side of the deck and three more men entered the room. They looked sweaty, dirty, and were completely naked. Destiny felt her cheeks flush again and she quickly looked down and away from them. Not only was she naked in a tub with now seven men, she’d foolishly thought this was a private room.
    She’d heard of resorts with communal bathing in mineral springs. Obviously she’d wandered into the men’s bath. Rock and Jag must’ve thought she was entertainment and she opened her legs quick enough for them. Shame pounded at her for her impulsive action.
    “There she is!” a booming voice echoed in the room. She looked up and over at a monster of a man who was stepping into the bath. He was taller than the rest of them and all bulky muscles with a craggy face, but there was a softness to his eyes. If she ever met up with him in a dark alley she would’ve died in fright, but right now he seemed like a big teddy bear. Another big man stepped into the water next to him. He was as large, but a vicious scar marred the left side of his face, pulling the corner of his mouth down in a permanent scowl.
    “I’m glad to see that you’re doing better, little one. You were hurt so badly when came through the portal I was afraid you wouldn’t survive the trip.”
    “Pardon me?”
    “Destiny, you must be hungry.” Jag wrapped his arm around her and scooped her up into his lap. She looked over and caught Rock pinning a glare on the big man, but before she could ask why, Jag stood up and lifted her out of the water.
    “Put me down! Put me down!” She wriggled