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“I don’t want to leave Damien,” I answer. That’s the truth.
Trevor laughs, and it stings. Damien only let me out of the study and hefted me off to my room after several hours. He wouldn’t talk to me. I didn’t dare to talk to him. And Trevor laughs? It pisses me off. Trevor is so fucking cocky and I don’t know how I can find it attractive.
But then I see how he smiles while he’s laughing at me and I know. God, Trevor is like the devil of sex. He’s pure perfection and devilishly aware of it. One of his fingers strokes up my bare arm. The chills, evident to us both, further serve to amuse him. My nipples get rock hard at his touch. It burns in an exciting, dizzying way.
I can’t do this. He can’t. I need to figure out what the hell is going on. “Does Damien know you’re here? Did he—did you –”
“I know.”
Damien is walking through the doorway now. All the breath falls out of my lungs, crashing like broken glass from a bullet’s impact. “Damien, I–” Trevor’s mouth closes over mine. I want to kiss him but I push away.
“No, let him kiss you. I know you want him,” Damien says. I don’t understand. I search for the wounds of his previous pain. Is this is a test?
“Will it make you happy, Damien?” I plead. “Is that what you want?”
Trevor laughs again and pulls me onto his lap. Damien walks behind my back and presses his mouth to my neck. “Yes, baby girl. It would make me very happy to taste what I know you want to give me.”
“But–” I squirm on Trevor’s lap. He pulls my wrists behind my back and Damien pulls them to his cock.
“You’re gonna fuck us both, Sarah. You want us both, don’t you?” Damien says.
I’m paralyzed. I need Damien to know how much I care about him. I don’t want this to be a test.
“Stop!” I cry out, shaking my hands and my body. They’re both pinning me down so I don’t accomplish much movement, but both of them still continue. “Let me up!” I narrow my eyes at Trevor.
Trevor releases me and I jump to a stand. I step back several feet because they are both so much taller than me that it feels almost impossible for me to have enough space.
I put my hands up in a ‘stop’ motion. Thankfully, neither one of them is actively pursuing me and they’re letting me have my space — at least right now. “I don’t want to be tested. I don’t want you to be testing me, Damien. I don’t know how to trust that–”
“You want to talk about trust?” Damien says and I see the wounds rise to the surface.
I rush to him, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my head against his chest. I can feel his fists are balled next to me but not holding me. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I wasn’t going to leave. I should have stopped. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I’m trying not to cry.
“Shh,” Trevor says, and I feel him behind me. “He knows. You both are too goddamn stubborn to see what’s right in front of you. You haven’t even fucked and you are already an old married couple in your own twisted little way. It’s cute.”
“Your sense of humor is severely twisted,” Damien says, but his voice is light now. Has his pain melted away? Did Trevor diffuse him with his bout of humor?
I look up and kiss the bottom of Damien’s chin. Damien’s eyes look at me with so much emotion.
“I know this, Sarah, you wanted to run until I showed you to buyers. You gave yourself to me…and you came alive when you met Trevor,” Damien says.
Oh shit.
“Damien, I…” I want to tell him that I love him. But this is all so wrong. I can’t.
“You don’t have to worry,” Trevor says.
I can’t explain it. I shouldn’t trust him. But everything about Trevor makes my head scream. He makes my whole body scream.
“Let us take care of you,” Damien says. His voice is thick with lust.
He said ‘us’ and that means…
Both.
How can this be happening? Why isn’t Damien mad? Why isn’t Damien jealous? And if I love Damien like I know I do, how can I be okay with this? More than okay with it. I want this.
“Damien,” I say, and I can hear how frantic my voice is. I look into his eyes, hold his face to look at me. “I can’t hurt you again,” I tell him. That’s the truth.
He takes both my wrists and holds them over my head. “Baby girl, I’m going to fuck you with Trevor so damn good you won’t remember anything before that moment when we both slam inside you. I need this; I want this. You want to be a good girl?”
