Chapter One Hundred-Sixty Two

Lucas walked to the door, the soft click of it closing sending a shiver down Amira’s spine. She felt a wave of apprehension wash over her, while Tasha’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

Tasha turned to Lucas with a desperate gleam in her eye. “Take me first,” she demanded, her voice husky with desire.

Amira crossed her arms, leaning against the wall. “Watching an experiment would do just fine,” she said sarcastically.

Ignoring Amira’s comment, Lucas nodded at Tasha. “Alright,” he agreed.

Tasha smirked at Amira and then turned her full attention to Lucas.

“You’re such a bad boy,” Tasha purred, running her hands down his chest. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

“It’s going to be hot,” Lucas promised, his voice low and charged with anticipation.

Tasha grabbed his arms and pulled him closer. “Then let’s get on with it,” she whispered.

Lucas moved quickly, spinning Tasha around and pushing her against the St. Andrew’s Cross. He fastened the restraints around her wrists and ankles, ensuring she was