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She moaned, rubbing her pelvis along my cock, and threaded her fingers into my hair.
This was heaven and hell all rolled into one.
Theo tugged her head in his direction, her eyes fluttered open, and she whispered, “Theo, you have to know I don’t hate you.”
“It’s hate-love, remember?” He leaned forward, biting her lower lip, eliciting a whimper from her before sealing his mouth over hers.
Theo and I walked Nerine backward until we pinned her to a nearby wall. He continued to worship her, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through her clothes as he devoured her mouth.
When Theo broke the kiss and turned his face toward me, I leaned in and then pulled back. We stared at each other. The draw to him remained the same as it had always been. We’d felt it since we were kids, even before we acted upon it.
At this moment, it was his choice. He either forgave me or he didn’t.
After what felt like minutes and was probably only seconds, I pushed down the disappointment and dropped to my knees, focusing back on Nerine.
I pulled her shoes off and then worked her skintight pants down her curvy ass and thighs. All the while, I kissed and licked along the skin I slowly exposed. Theo lifted her shirt over her head, throwing the material behind him as he bit and nipped down the column of her neck. She arched into the pleasure-filled pain of his teeth.
“I missed this. God, I missed this so much,” she gasped and moaned.
Rising to my feet, I took Nerine’s lips. I couldn’t get enough of her. I wanted every part of her.
Her fingers drifted to the buttons of my shirt and then trailed down to cup my hard, engorged cock, stroking me through my pants.
God, I’d waited years for this—her touch.
There was nothing like her.
At that moment, a glint of light reflected off her wedding ring, making me freeze and bringing some semblance of sanity back.
“W—we have to stop.” I looked up at her, seeing the confusion and hurt.
“No.” She cupped my face. “Please.”
I clenched my jaw, and with all the willpower I could muster, I stepped back. “You aren’t free. We’ve already pushed it beyond anything we should have done. You can never be ours until Andraius is out of the picture.”
Theo nodded. His flushed face and dilated gray eyes told me he was struggling to do the right thing as much as I was.
She took in shallow breaths, her body shaking.
She braced a hand on the wall behind her. In a flash, Nerine’s face grew emotionless, and the mask she wore for the public settled into place.
“Then I guess this is where everything the three of us have ever shared ends.”
No, I wouldn’t allow this. She had to understand the reasons. First Theo and now her, was I ever going to stop fucking up?
“We’re trying to do the right thing,” I pled with her. “We aren’t rejecting you.”
“It’s not rejection, I feel, but acceptance. To find my freedom, I either have to disappear or die. In both scenarios, there is no reconciliation for the three of us.”
“Dammit, Nerine. Stop saying that shit.” Theo got in her face—the anger from moments earlier back in full force. “You will not disappear. Do you hear me? And dying isn’t an option. I have lost everyone I love. I will not fucking lose you, too.”
She set a hand on his chest. “I don’t plan to die. My job is to protect my mother and sisters. As long as I’m alive, they are safe.”
“Stop thinking about yourself as a commodity.” I glared at her over Theo’s shoulder. “You are the Angelos Angel, the heir to the syndicate. Theo’s right. Stop thinking of yourself as a victim and look at yourself as the viper Theios Peter raised you to be.”
“I am Papa’s viper. You don’t want to accept the version of her that I’ve become. We can’t go back in time, Xander. I can only look to my future.”
“Are you kidding me right now? All we’ve done is for your future.” I gestured to her. “Theo and I played fucking traitors to hold your empire.”
