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Frankie, as naked as the day she was born, lies on the worktable beneath Leo’s sweaty body. He’s inside her. That much is clear. Perspiration covers them both, slicking the hairs at their temples.
They’ve been at it for a while.
She pushes against his chest, trying to wriggle free, but he holds her in place. With his weight. And with a hand around her throat.
The instinct to protect her tenses everything inside me. “Is he hurting you?”
I don’t believe he’s capable of that. Not with the way he stares at her. Like nothing matters outside of her. Like she’s his food, water, air, and shelter.
His whole fucking world.
“No, not hurting me, but this is…I’m sorry.” Panting, she flails beneath him. “Leo! We need to stop.”
She doesn’t want me to watch her with him. Maybe, in her fantasies, she does. But she doesn’t know how to handle the reality of it.
“Shhh.” He lowers his mouth to hers and kisses her deeply, languidly, as his free hand worships the lush lines of her body.
He’s so enthralled with her he doesn’t even look at me.
I never saw him with Gretchen. I heard them, but I was young then. Too young to be aroused by it. Or maybe I knew, even as a kid, that what she did to him wasn’t right.
It wasn’t…this.
My cock twitches with the rapid beat of my heart as I watch him touch her, hypnotized.
“Don’t stop on my account.” The words are out of my mouth before I can swallow them.
Leo’s eyes flash to mine, and I feel the punch of his possessiveness, feel it part the air between us, charged with aggression and electricity and something else.
Something primal.
My brother is a voyeur, but he may be an exhibitionist as well, especially if he has something to prove.
His thumb slowly strokes the pulse in her throat, his expression ponderous, the gears of thought visibly grinding, as he considers me. He moves his hips, giving her a shallow thrust, as if testing an impulsive thought.
“Leo,” she breathes in objection and pleasure. “Don’t do this to him.”
“No offense, but I know my brother better than you do.” He meets my eyes with a threatening glare. “Don’t I, Kody?”
I don’t know what game he’s playing, so all I give him is a grunt. Can’t form words anyway. My mouth is a desert.
She turns her head, staring right at me with lust-tinted cheeks and parted lips. I recognize the look in those huge green eyes. She’s hungry for me. For this. She wants us both, and I’ll give her any goddamn thing she wants.
“Kody.” She hardens her sweet voice. “You shouldn’t be walking outside—”
“Don’t boss me, woman.” I free the clasps on my coat and shuck it onto a nearby stool.
If she looks down, she’ll see my feelings about the situation straining the seams of my jeans.
Then she does look, and an audible gasp leaves her lips.
Beautiful lips. Puffy and wet. Freshly used by my brother. I wonder if he fucked her mouth.
It should bother me. On some level, it does. But what matters most is her happiness. Her pleasure. Leo helps her with that.
I feel the weight of his gaze on me and arch a brow in his direction.
He cups her breast possessively. “Keep your dick in your pants.”
We’ll see about that.
Her mouth falls open as she stares up at him in shock and wonderment.
With his cock still seated inside her, he straightens to stand up, exposing the full beauty of her nudity. The delicate lines of her neck. The small mounds of perky tits. The feminine dips of her belly. The red patch of hair that leads to glistening pink folds that grip the base of his shaft.
I memorize every detail before she slaps an arm across her chest.
“He’s already seen your tits, love.”
He must be referring to the night he made her strip for information about Denver’s captives. He doesn’t know what I got up to in the late hours while the house slept. How many times did I straddle her unconscious form and beat my dick until I came all over her pale, creamy flesh?
I’ve been drawn to her since day one. Feel her laced around the rungs of my ribs, up and down, tied and knotted, in every direction.
She knows it, too. Can’t take her eyes off me. As Leo withdraws from her body and slams back in, she whimpers but never looks away, her green eyes igniting with need. With fear. With love. So many things burn inside her.
“Eyes on me.” Tangling his fingers in her hair, he grips hard and forces her face to his.
She gasps. She moans.
Those sexy goddamn noises.
I can see why he wants me to watch. He wants me to bear witness to her love for him. Her love for his domination. And his cock. And the way he makes her feel.
