“I have a surprise for you,” he says.
“If it’s that you have another wife, I don’t want to hear about it,” I tell him, not evening trying to hide my anger from him.
He sighs and shakes his head. “No, something else,” he says, standing up and placing me on my feet just as Tobias walks out. I watch Tobias grab a set of keys off the mantel and walk towards the door.
“Come on,” he says, tugging my hand. I follow and walk outside. I notice two cars out the front. Theo’s car and the exact same model of Tobias’ I destroyed yesterday only in silver.
Tobias tosses me the keys and I catch them. “It’s yours,” he said.
I’m a little annoyed. I can’t be bought, and I know they are hoping for a different reaction from me.
“You don’t like it?” Theo asks, squeezing my fingers softly.
“No, it’s nice.” I hesitate. “But I can’t be bought. This doesn’t make up for anything, your actions do,” I say before walking back inside.
I hear them walk in behind me, slightly disappointed. “We know, but you need another car. Your car is a death trap, and I’m sure you don’t want a car that carries bodies in it.” Tobias says behind me.
I shiver at the mention of that night. Tobias moves closer, touching my cheek when he sees I visibly tense at the memory. I lean into his touch, letting it relax me before pulling back.
“I’m hungry,” I announce before walking off toward the kitchen. I rummage in the pantry and grab a bag of chips and sit on the stool.
Tobias walks in with Theo and I feel lips on my neck, sparks move over my skin. I clench my thighs together as the mate bond starts doing its thing and makes me aroused. I feel Theo chuckle slightly, feel his erection press into my back.
“Can you stop? It’s so hard to concentrate on being mad when you do that, I’m not sleeping with you.” I whine, annoyed that they think they can just touch me and get what they want.
“Who said you would be sleeping?” Theo whispers, his voice like velvet below my ear. I huff, annoyed.
Tobias chuckles slightly on the other side of the counter before Theo moves away, giving me back my space. He walks over and starts making coffee. I watch the pair of them before witnessing Tobias reach down and grab Theo’s ass, squeezing it. I clench my thighs together before getting off my stool and walking out.
I can feel through the bond that their coffees are long forgotten. I try to ignore them as best I can, but I know the entire living room is starting to fill with the scent of my arousal and that they know what effect they are having on me. I watch them walk out and up the stairs. Tobias stops halfway up and leans over the bannister. “We are having a shower if you want to join us,” he says. I roll my eyes, knowing exactly what they are trying to do.
I sit on the couch for what feels like forever, when it is probably only a few minutes. The ache between my legs becomes stronger, my core throbs in anticipation as I feel their emotions fishing over me through the bond.
Feeling their arousal makes my thighs slick with need. I close my eyes, hoping I can sleep the feelings off. They are invading my every thought, wondering what exactly they are doing in there. My imagination runs wild with ideas. My eyes squeeze shut tightly, making the feeling of my own arousal impossible to ignore. They are doing it deliberately, trying to make me beg them to be inside me.
Refusing to give them that satisfaction I slide my hand inside my shorts, my panties saturated as my fingers brush over the wet fabric. My fingertips rub my slit through my panties before moving higher and slipping beneath the thin fabric. I moan as my finger slips between my swollen lips to my clit, electricity shoots directly where my fingers brush as pleasure tightens the muscles in my stomach. Opening my legs wider, I slide a finger into my tight pussy, which is pulsating with desire. My walls instantly clamp down on my finger at the intrusion. I slide my finger out before adding another my back arching as I try to find that sweet spot. Lost in the feeling of my own fingers curling inside me, I don’t hear them walk down the stairs until one of them clears their throat.
My eyes snap open to find them both staring down at me from the back of the couch, my hand jerks out of my pants as my face heats up at being caught.
I can tell they are both still naked. See the water dripping from Theo’s hair as he leans over the couch and his hand moves over my exposed stomach from where my shirt rode up, his fingers slipping under the waistband of my shorts and cupping my pussy.
I moan at the touch as it sends sparks over my skin, making me push my hips up into his hand as I feel him run his finger through my wet lips before sliding them inside me. Tobias reaches down, grabbing my hand, making me look at him before he sucks on my wet fingers. He groans and his eyes darken. He lets my hand go and leans over kissing me, forcing his tongue in my mouth tasting every inch of it. I can taste my own arousal on his tongue as it brushes mine, making me moan against his lips.
Theo moves around the couch before ripping me toward where he takes a seat on the floor. He rips my pants off, literally tearing them down the seams. I feel the burn as the fabric burns my hips at the force he uses. Before I have a chance to complain about him destroying my favorite pants, my legs are thrown over his shoulders and his tongue brushes my slit, and I surrender to the feeling. His tongue moves between my folds before he sucks my clit in his mouth. I grab his hair, trying to jerk him away as I feel his tongue circle my clit so fast it’s almost too much stimulation.
He shoves my thighs apart, holding them open as they slide over his arms. I shiver from his cold skin and mine. Tobias leans over the couch and grabs my breasts, squeezing them before rolling my nipples between his fingers. He leans over, kissing me, forcing my face up, to look up at him.