"We're going to ruin you. So you better tell me now if you want us to stop."

To save my sisters, I fled the only home I've ever known.

And ran straight into the arms of two women designed to tempt me into damnation.

Sweet, caring Ivy, with her bright smile and gentle words. Even her touch is like an angel's, soft and tender and full of promise.

Then there's Cordelia. Strict and commanding, with emerald eyes that make me want to drop to my knees and beg her for pleasures I barely understand. She is Ivy's complete opposite in every way.

Except for how she makes my blood heat with need and my body cry out for her touch. Everything I was taught tells me it's wrong to want even one of them.

Wanting both of them? A one-way ticket to hell.

But if that's what loving them gets me... then I'll greet the devil with a smile on my face.