After dinner, I walk up to the bed and climb in. I hear them come in some time later, but I just roll over, refusing to acknowledge their presence. I feel the bed dip on both sides, feel both of them reaching for me, trying to get any reaction out of me.
I feel Theo’s erection pressing into my back, so I roll onto my stomach. “Punish him not me,” Theo says, his cold hands rubbing my ass. I know whatever we do, Tobias will feel through their bond. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction, I fight my own desires, choosing to ignore the feeling stirring in my stomach. I actually have trouble telling if they are my own feelings; they feel a little foreign to me. Then, I realized what they meant about the bond and feeling what each other felt.
“Babe,” Theo whines, tugging on my hip, trying to get me to roll over. I feel terrible, knowing he has been wanting to touch me all day. But I don’t want to give Tobias the satisfaction of this victory over me.
“Nope, you have both turned me off men for life. Not interested.” Tobias moves his hand, rubbing my lower back, but I don’t give in, holding strong, although I want to crumble and beg them to be inside me. I toss and turn all night, fighting their desires that are pushing on me and fighting my own. My sleep is broken and restless.
Waking up the next morning, I feel exhausted. I roll over and Tobias and Theo both have suits on. I sit up hopeful.
Tobias destroys the feeling almost instantly, “Nope, don’t even ask.”
“So what? I’m supposed to wait here all day for you both to return? Sorry to tell you but I’m not housewife material.” Theo smirks.
“Clearly your cooking is terrible.” Tobias throws back at me. I cross my arms across my chest. I feel tears burning my eyes at not being allowed to leave. I just want to feel like a normal person, why is that so wrong?
Theo leans over and whispers in my ear. “Go, get dressed.” I jump off the bed and Tobias turns on Theo.
“What the fuck, Theo, you know she can’t leave.”
“It’s just work, Tobias. She has been stuck here for weeks, and you know we need the help there.” Theo explains, finally standing up for me.
Tobias mutters something too low for me to hear.
He isn’t happy and follows me into the walk-in wardrobe. I instantly think that he is going to stop me, but instead, he reaches in and grabs my black dress off the hanger and passes it to me. I look at him, excited. “Hurry up before I change my mind.”
I happily grab my make-up bag and rush into the bathroom. I quickly throw on my mascara and eyeliner as well as some red lipstick. I brush my hair and straighten it, feeling somewhat girly today. I grab the dress and put it on. It’s a black mid length dress with lace on the back. I walk out and Theo walks over and quickly zips the back of my dress up. Tobias grabs a pair of my black heels, and I put my hand on his shoulder as he slides my foot into each one before buckling them up.
Theo retrieves my bag and hands it to me. I throw it over my shoulder before grabbing my phone off charge. We make our way downstairs but are running late because they had to wait for me, so we go straight to the car. I hop in the front before Tobias tells me to. He grabs my knee when he gets in, squeezing it softly. Ten minutes pass and my phone starts ringing like crazy, coming into reception. Multiple emails coming through, and text messages. One is from Mark, I start replying.
Tobias looks over and sees I’m texting. “Who are you messaging?” he asks. I feel Tobias lean over, trying to read over my shoulder.
“Mark, from work,” I say simply.
“And what does Mark want?” I sigh when I look up and see Tobias’ white knuckles from his death grip on the steering wheel.
“He was wondering if you fired me because he hasn’t seen me at work.” I also notice missed calls from Tom. My phone dings again, a reply from Mark. Theo leans over and reads my message asking if I want to have lunch with him.
I hear Theo growl, so I turn to him, raising an eyebrow. “What’s got into you? Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Theo.”
“Tell him no,” Theo growls out. I roll my eyes and reply telling him I’m too busy today.
“Tell who no? This Mark? What did he ask?” Tobias asks angrily.
“He only asked to have lunch with me. Geez, calm down, we are just friends!”
“You’re ours,” they both say at the same time. I roll my eyes, It’s pretty obvious already by the fact that they are holding me prisoner. I know Mark likes me, but he also knows he is in the friendzone, not the bed zone.
When we get to the office, Tom sees me and walks up, giving me a side hug. I hug him back, but he steps back when he sees Tobias and Theo walk up the stairs and through the doors. I know something is up with them, so I mouth, “I will find you later.” Tom nods.
Tobias puts his hand on my back and escorts me to the elevator with Theo. We catch the elevator upstairs, and I go straight to the kitchen and pop the kettle on, desperately wanting coffee. I then walk out and turn the phones over and start up my computer. I groan when I see the amount of emails.
I then walk back to make our coffees and walk into Tobias’s office, where they are both looking over documents. I place the coffee on the coffee table. I go to walk out and to my computer to get onto the horrid task of answering everyone, but Theo grabs my wrist and walks me over to the desk and bends me over it. His hands run over the fabric of my dress.
“What are you doing? I have work to do.” I ask.
“I have always wanted to bend you over this desk and fuck you,” he replies.
“Another day, I’m busy.” His hand runs under my skirt, hoisting it up. I smile when he realizes I don’t have any panties under the tight fabric.
I hear Tobias growl, noticing my bare ass in the air. I stand up and fix my skirt. “Where are your panties, Imogen?” Tobias asks. I know he doesn’t like the idea of me walking around with nothing under my dress, in a building full of men. I ignore him and walk out.