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I drank up her release, and my wolf preened. We’d satisfied our mate, and he was pleased. My cock was less than pleased, but I’d fuck my hand later and be happy with that. Just like I had every other night since she’d stumbled into our lives.
The sound of a throat clearing snapped my head up. Eva’s eyes flew open with shock and embarrassment.
“Started the party without me, eh?” Silas drawled.
I sat up and wiped my mouth with the edge of my tee. Silas wore an easy smile, but from the tense way he held himself, he was pissed. But that was a him problem, not a me problem.
Eva didn’t need to be made to feel bad about experiencing some pleasure. If he had something to say, he could hash it out with me when she wasn’t around.
Ignoring my asshole brother, I picked up the boxers from the floor and gently slid them back up Eva’s legs. She refused to look at me, too embarrassed and ashamed.
“Let me talk to Silas,” I said.
She nodded, still staring at the floor rather than at me.
“It’s OK, you have nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart.” Her eyes were glassy when she finally made eye contact with me. “Silas isn’t mad at you, baby girl. So don’t get all worked up about this. He and I need to have a chat and then I’ll come to your room, OK?”
She nodded once and then shot off, giving Silas a wide berth which, from the way he frowned, pissed him off. Tough shit. He should have read the fucking room and walked away when he realized what was going on. It’s not like he didn’t know long before he stepped in.
Eva wasn’t exactly quiet when she came, and I was pretty sure the sweet smell of her arousal was all over the cabin by now.
“Why did you do that?” I asked in a low voice, anxious not to get into it while Eva was in earshot. Once I heard her bedroom door click shut, some of the tension in my shoulders eased.
Silas raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
“Jealous?” I taunted.
From the way his jaw flexed and his hands curled into fists, I was bang on the money.
“She’s not ready!”
I fixed him with a hard stare. “Says who?”
“If you push her too hard, too quickly, she’ll get scared and run.” There was an edge to his voice and some of the irritation seeped away.
“She needed it, Silas,” I replied, rubbing my fist across my jaw and instantly regretting the reflex action when the scent of her pussy caused my cock to come back to life in my pants. From the way Silas scowled, he wasn’t immune to the scent either. “She thinks we can’t stand to look at her. She thinks her scars make her ugly.”
“But that’s bullshit!” Silas hissed, thankfully keeping his voice down for once. “She’s fucking gorgeous!”
“I know that. You know that. But the woman she sees in the mirror is not the woman we see. That asshole has fucked with her head so much she now thinks all kinds of stupid shit, none of it true.” I paused, letting my words sink in. “I wanted her to feel how she makes me feel. And until you barged in, it was working.”
He had the decency to look slightly chagrined. “Yeah, well, I heard her cry out and thought maybe she had hurt herself.”
I rolled my eyes. “Really, Silas?”
“OK, asshole, so I was jealous! Happy now?”
All traces of amusement left me. “No, not really. Eva’s upset, so you can sort dinner out while I try to repair the damage.”
Eva
Since Silas walked in on me with Cole on the sofa, I’d mostly avoided the guys. I still blushed every time I thought about what I’d let Cole do to me. The worst part was, I enjoyed it. More than enjoyed it, in fact, and would very much like to do it again.
Except…I couldn’t.
It didn’t matter how much my body wanted Cole - or any of them - I was certain it only happened because he felt sorry for me. Of course he did. I’d spent enough time with him to understand his instinct was to take care of people. He had a caring, empathetic nature, and when he saw my scars, he probably felt like it was his job to make me feel better.
Really, it was less about me being a sexy siren and more about him trying to boost my self-esteem via sex.
