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“Our heart bound by yours,” Shane whispered as he pressed his lips to her shoulder.
“Your heart bound by ours.” Sebastian’s lips moved to the point where her neck and shoulder met. “And I promise you, he’ll never be that stupid again. Just as I promise you, you run from us again and I’ll find you, Alyssa. The next time, I will not let you run. And when I catch up with you…”
“You’ll spank me?” Looking over her shoulder, she met the dark, brooding gaze he directed to her with a small smile.
“Lock you in a basement and chain you to a bed,” he threatened.
“Barefoot and pregnant,” Shane growled. “Then she can’t run near as fast.”
Her heart tripped at the thought of having a child at some point. Who the father was she wouldn’t care. As long as it was one of them.
Sebastian’s gaze seemed to darken further, though, a heavy sensuality moving over his face.
“You’d have to find a way to fit first.” The spurt of amusement was unstoppable. “I have a feeling I may yet die a virgin.”
“Oh, baby.” Shane turned her to him, one hand at the back of her neck, tipping her head back. “That so is not going to happen.”
His head lowered then, his lips fitting to hers as he kissed her with such instant carnal demand that she swore her toes were curling against her sandals. Regret, hunger, need. She could feel it all suffusing her. Hers, theirs. A combination of heady desires that had her weakening against them as the knowledge that she was falling in love with them became clear.
She wasn’t just falling in love, she thought as pleasure swamped her. They were becoming a part of her, and that was even more frightening, because when she was gone she could have sworn she didn’t just feel her pain, but theirs as well.
And that was just crazy.
Breaking the kiss just as abruptly as he began it, Shane pulled Alyssa to him, holding her to his chest as his eyes closed, the overwhelming relief he felt barely containable. He’d suffered while she’d been gone, certain he’d lost her. Certain she would never forgive him.
They knew things she hadn’t told them; their aunt had made certain of it. How Alyssa’s mother had used humiliation and guilt to control her daughter as she grew up and the subtle ways Alyssa had been drawing from everyone her mother influenced. She’d made friends Margot Hampstead had no idea she’d made. Powerful, older friends willing to step in if she needed them to. Friends who could exert pressure on Margot that Alyssa couldn’t.
She hadn’t been doing it because she was weak, but to break away from the controlling manipulations her mother practiced. Landra had seen what few people had. Alyssa was ensuring there was no one her mother could use against her when she broke with her family to live her own life.
The quiet strength and courage their siren possessed went far deeper than anyone knew.
“I haven’t slept,” she finally admitted, her voice quiet, tired. “I think I’ve gotten too used to the two of you getting me to sleep.”
Lying with her, surrounding her with their warmth, and getting her used to their presence in bed with her. Since the morning her response to them had thrown her so off balance, they’d been attempting a more subtle seduction. Alyssa was more frightened than she was uncertain of her response to them.
“We haven’t slept well, either, love,” he said, his eyes opening to meet his cousin’s.
The warning in them was clear. Alyssa wouldn’t be hurt again because of the cousins’ possessiveness. She would never be humiliated by another instinctive attempt to warn another male from her. Sebastian had made that clear. If she was hurt again he’d make certain Shane was kept away from her until he could learn to control the unruly impulse.
“Come on, baby, let’s get you to sleep then,” he whispered.
Instead of walking to the bedroom with her, he picked her up in his arms, the soft fabric of the light tan skirt flowing around her as she looped her arms around his neck and tucked her head against his shoulder.
None of them had slept, it seemed. Shane had spent the nights merely napping, waking at every sound to see if she had returned home. Sebastian had slept little better. Marissa and Gregory had threatened to call Sebastian’s brother, Lucien, more than once.
Carrying his precious siren to the bed as Sebastian pulled the sheet and thin quilt back from the bed, Shane swore he’d never let himself forget what he’d nearly destroyed. She was too important. Her presence in their lives was too important. Losing her might well destroy not just his own soul but Sebastian’s as well.
5
They were killing her.
Lying on the bed between them, Alyssa stared up at the ceiling, her body torturing her, need burning inside her despite the incredible rush of pleasure Shane and Sebastian had thrown her into hours before.
She was more aroused now than she had been, the clenching demand in her sex causing the sensitive flesh to spill more and more of the slick essence from inside her vagina.
She needed them, not just their lips, wicked tongues, and caressing hands. She needed them fully.
She wasn’t stupid: after her initial shock had passed she’d gone to the Internet for information she could never ask anyone to supply. What she found there assured her that even the more than normal length and girth Shane and Sebastian had could be accepted without more than an initial flash of pain.
