Claim Me Hard - Excerpt
HANNAH
Their hands were on me. Yes, their. Two sets of large, rugged palms skidded over my bare skin, awakening every nerve ending in their paths. I could feel them, one on each side of me. I was sandwiched between two hard, well-muscled bodies, their erect c***s pressing against my hips. They wanted me, that was obvious.
But two men? I was a doctor. My social life consisted of an hour-long dinner break at midnight between trauma cases. The only variation in my wardrobe was whether I would wear green or blue scrubs with my white doctor’s coat. My makeup had expired in the second year of med school and my hair hadn’t been in anything but a ponytail to keep it out of my face for just as long.
I couldn’t lure one man in my bed, let alone two. Well, I’d lured one as
