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“Is the big bad SEAL all worried about me going to bed with someone else? Well, that’s none of your business.” Justice grabs a towel from the rack and attempts to wrap it around her sweet body.
I smile. This is about to get very interesting.
I see Seth step out a minute as I pull the towel off Justice and toss it to Lucian.
Fire sears us both from the fiery look she levels on all of us. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Patience, sweetness. You won’t be needing this.”
Seconds later Seth returns with a familiar five-page contract and places it in her hands.
“If you’ll turn to page two, paragraph three you’ll find that you are required to fulfill the fantasies of your purchasers for the duration of this contract permitting, of course, the fantasy is not illegal or dangerous to your wellbeing.”
Her chest is heaving again. And those pretty bright green eyes are narrowed on me as I recite the contract. “Forget it. I’ll call and cancel my contract myself.”
“All those children. Military families who need the funds, grants, scholarships. Ten million bucks goes a long way.”
That gives her pause.
A single finger stabs me in the chest and I can see the warm person beneath the ice peer.
“I have hard no’s I’m not willing to do.”
“Yes, I know. No anal. We’ll see about that.” I didn’t think her face and neck could get any redder, but she proves me wrong.
She wags a finger. “And no drinking a man.”
“You loved it the first time,” Lucian adds, winking at her.
Seth takes her hand in his and strokes the pad of his thumb over the back of her hand. Our little lioness’s claws are retracting. She didn’t realize it but the longer he soothes her the more she leans into the man.
I push forward. “Since there’s nothing here about being averse to walking around naked for the duration of this contract you will not be needing anything in your luggage.” I hold up her robe and the towel. “Or these. And to make it fair…we’ll abide by the same rules.”
Ten
Justice
Idon’t know how I walked out of that bathroom without jumping all three of them. Watching them all strip out of their tuxedos and reveal perfect sculpted bodies all at once left me so damn horny I left.
It seemed so unreal to see them standing around me. I thought it had to be a fantasy. Kissing Jacob was all in my head. Feeling him suckle at my nipples...a fantasy come true.
Until it wasn’t. And I found them as real to me as the cold sheets of my bed and the storm raging on outside.
I’d been nervous on that stage, but excited too. Now I’m all out of sorts. Lightning cracks across the blackened skies. Normally I would be huddled on my bed, blankets wrapped around me as I watched Mother Nature's glorious show of rage. Tonight, I feel another kind of storm inside me. Damn that Jacob. Damn all of them.
I toss off the sheets and slide my hand inside. The house is quiet with no other sounds besides the rolling thunder. I honestly do not know how I will survive in a house with three well hung, gorgeous men. Did I say naked men? Yeah. How is this all going to work? After I refused dinner, Lucian left a tray on the bedside table. Now, everyone has gone to sleep.
Everyone but me.
After giving in to their demands, I rushed from the bathroom without a glance backward and entered the nearest room. Ironically, now I understand why there are no doors. So they could apply more control over me. Just like everyone else in my life.
My chest shakes with all the pent-up frustration.
I don’t know what has me more frustrated—the fact I hate them for doing this to me, or the fact that I am still so hot from the gentle strokes Jacob administered. My climax had been so close when he pulled away, my clit hasn’t stopped throbbing since. Ready, hard and so sensitive. I’m wet now. So much so I feel the wet spot on the bed beneath me.
I strum a finger over the hard bead and muffle a pained cry. I dare another try, but this time I use my other hand to slip a finger into my cum-dripping slit. I’m desperate to find my release, ease the pain.
My eyes close, and I recall the image of Seth between my legs, licking me, spreading my holes. It might have been three years ago, but I can recall every detail, down to the roughness of his hands. The hands of a man who fought for what he believed in. Protected what was his. My mind drifts to how he prepared me for the size of his thickness.
