Leashed and Shared on My Wedding Night: An Erotic Bridal Pet Play Menage Romance

Beatrix Oxley never imagined her new marriage would require her to kneel for the collar that Weston Quinlan keeps hidden with the legal documents. She aches for the security of his ownership, the way he commands her and shares her with the man who stands witness, yet the terror of being discarded once the signatures dry claws at her chest. She wears the vine tattoo above her cuff like a promise she cannot take back.

Weston's measured authority cracks only when his hand rests at the small of her back and the leash hangs ready in his grip. With the clip still open and the deadline pressing close, the arrangement that binds her to both men threatens to shatter if one name lands out of place before the clock strikes midnight.