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“Of course you did,” she drawled sweetly, dangerously.
She bent to retrieve the case and he felt a fine film of perspiration coat his forehead at the sight of her rounded, taut little ass lifting, before she straightened, case in hand, and slammed the door closed.
She turned to them, and he knew what she saw: him and Chase both watching, their damned tongues hanging out in lust.
“Answers would be nice, Cam,” she told him as she moved away, unhurried—that walk sexy as hell and causing his mouth to water at the remembered taste of her flesh.
“Yeah, answers would be really nice,” Chase muttered.
“You two are barking up the wrong tree. ” He snorted with the casual denial he should have used earlier. “The only problem I have is a hard-on and a sexual twist. No big deal. ”
Jaci and Chase both snorted at that one.
“Let me know when you’re ready to talk. ” She stopped and glanced at them both over her shoulder. “Maybe then I’d be ready to discuss your sexual twists and my own little abnormal desires. You never know what we all might learn that we haven’t already. ”
With that, she turned and moved back into the house, closing the door behind her and disappearing out of sight. And Cam found his back slammed against the side of Ian’s Hummer, his brother in his face.
Lust and irritation flared in his brother’s eyes. “You better start talking,” he grated. “Because you know what she just did?”
Oh yeah, he knew, and his dick was hard as stone. It didn’t matter how many times he had her. She could still do this to him.
“She just dared us, Cam. And I don’t know about you, but the thought of ‘abnormal desires’ dancing through her mind is going to drive me fucking crazy. Now, fix it. ”
With that, Chase, too, stalked away, leaving Cam to stare at the door, his lips quirking into a little smile of disbelief. He’d be damned if she didn’t stoke that burn inside him higher and hotter.
The need to have her again was already rising inside him. That dark hunger, that need to push her, as well as himself, was brewing inside him like a shadowed, furious blaze. He could feel it building, the need to let loose, to let all that hunger free that he kept tightly restrained, tearing at his control.
God, what a mess. He’d latched onto that crutch when he and Chase had first experimented with sharing a woman. That darkness in his soul, the brewing bitterness, was eased in seeing the pleasure, being able to watch as the woman received pleasure, in building it, in pushing his own boundaries, as well as hers. And in the distance sharing afforded him.
What it came down to, though, was that the very core of that need was hidden in the twisted, demented evil of the woman who had raised them.
They weren’t even sexual desires. Not really. He had known that even then. But the horrifying years he had spent in silence had created something inside him that he couldn’t explain, and the only time he could release it was in the heated, wild ménages he had grown to depend upon.
As thunder and lightening crashed in the skies above, Cam swore he felt it crashing inside his soul, because Chase was right: She had dared them both, challenged them, made an offer he had no choice but to refuse. He wouldn’t weigh down his brother’s soul with the truth, and he sure as hell wouldn’t burden Jaci’s with it. He’d just have to convince her to reveal those “abnormal” desires.
He smiled at the thought, anticipation building inside him. She had thrown out the challenge, now he’d take her up on it. In his way. With all his secrets intact. Because he didn’t know if he could survive the revelation of those secrets.
14
Chase stood inside the kitchen, staring out at the parking area, watching as his brother pushed his fingers through his hair, shook his head, and moved into the house.
“What happened to you, Cam?” he asked softly, knowing it would do no good to ask his brother that question. He had been asking that question since the first night Cam had disappeared from their bedroom, just after he turned fifteen.
They had been big for their ages, well developed, almost men, physically, but lost, uncertain, even for their ages. The death of their parents the year before had shaken them. The arrival of the Bitch from Hell, their mother’s older sister, Davinda, had nearly destroyed them.
whatever had happened had revolved around her.
Some nights, it was never predictable; Chase would wake up and go to check on his brother, and Cam would just be gone. Davinda never seemed to have answers to where he was, but she always knew. Chase had seen it in her eyes, she always knew. And as each year passed, the boy that was his brother had changed. The day they turned eighteen, Cam disappeared from school and showed up at the local sheriff’s department. Chase never knew what he had told Sheriff Bridges, but that evening the sheriff arrived, took the Bitch into another room, and then waited silently in the hall while she packed and left their lives forever.
He had gone through her luggage before she left. Through her purse. He had made certain she left with nothing but her belongings. When she had left, he clapped Cam on the shoulder, muttered an apology, and left.
Cam had never told Chase what happened. Four months later, he joined the military and just left. Ten years later, he had been captured, then nearly killed during an ambush that had occurred after he and his team escaped their captors. The man that had returned five years ago had changed, to the point that Chase sometimes wondered who Cam even was.
The only times he even felt as though his brother were alive inside were the times they shared their lovers. Cam was different then. That stony, dark control loosened, and the hunger inside him was given freedom, to a small degree.
Well, it used to be a small degree. Since Jaci had walked back into their lives, Chase had come closer than he ever had to learning what had changed the boy so severely that it had created the man Cam had become.
With Jaci, the hunger was closer to the surface, and for the first time since they were fifteen, Chase had begun to glimpse his brother’s nightmares.
