Laura moaned softly as Lucian's rough hands pinned her wrists above her head. His hot breath tickled her ear as he pressed her against the tent wall, his muscled body hard against hers.

"I saw you watching us fight," he growled, his voice deep and primal. "Did you like what you saw?"

Before she could answer, she felt another presence behind her and Dante's familiar scent washed over her as his hands found her hips.

"Of course she did," Dante purred, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of her neck, making her shiver in pleasure. "Our little Luna gets excited watching her Alphas in battle."

Laura's breath caught in her...