Page 18 of Lesson In Trust


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Oh yes, he knew.

Shifting carefully, Evander stretched one long leg along the couch, setting his other foot on the floor. “Spread your legs on either side of mine, Callie. Open yourself to me.”

Every movement was added torture. Trying not to draw Elias’s attention, she lifted her left leg to press against the side of the couch, hooking her foot beneath Evander’s thigh to anchor it. Her right leg draped over his, leaving her wide and exposed despite the blanket.

Her breath hitched as his hand covered her swollen pussy, petting and teasing the hot flesh with featherlight touches. Tracing her labia, he slid a finger between them, gliding easily into her embarrassingly wet channel. The sense of fullness grew teeth, his fingertip rubbing the thin veil of skin separating it from his cock.

“Daddy, please,” she begged.

Evander licked and nipped at her neck as her head arched to the side. “Eyes on Eli, babygirl. Lift the blanket to your knees and keep your eyes on him, that’s a good girl.”

Oh God, they were really doing this. Somehow, the blanket gave her security, the illusion that the other man in the room was completely ignorant to the fact that his friend was fucking her right in front of him. Nonsense, of course—Elias was just as astute as Evander.

Trembling, getting more than a little desperate, Callie clutched the blanket in both hands and began to pull it up. It took more willpower than she believed she had to meet those dark, mesmerizing blue eyes and hold them as she drew her shield away.

Elias’s gaze didn’t leave hers until the material hit her knees, then inadvertently dropped to between her thighs. It sharpened immediately, darkening, becoming ravenous.

Straightening slowly, he ran his tongue over straight white teeth while fisting his hands. For a moment, Callie thought he was reaching for the erection punching out the front of his jeans, but he simply dug his knuckles into his thighs. “You’re beautiful, little one.”

Of all the things she’d expected him to say, it wasn’t that.

Daniel would have said something crass, she was sure. Something derogatory and demeaning, that cut her deep, to keep her on the bottom rung of the confidence ladder.

No, she thought bitterly. No, he wouldn’t. Because the dead would rise and start chowing down on the living before she ever gave him this level of control over her. Not that he’d get another chance to ruin her—she’d spent too long trying to repair the damage he’d already caused.

Evander cleared his throat. “Usually when someone gives you a compliment, sweetness, it’s polite to say thank you.”

Callie blinked, yanked away from the past. “I’m being rude, I’m sorry. I—”

Lifting a dark eyebrow, Elias pressed a single finger to his lips to indicate silence. “I imagine it’s slightly terrifying to be on display in such a manner. A brief lapse in manners is forgivable.” The heat in his eyes calmed. “Are you comfortable with me being here, Callie?”

Tilting her head back, she looked to Evander for guidance, possibly a pinch of reassurance. This was his idea, after all, and her needs came second to his.

“No,” Elias said firmly, almost snapping the word in that sexy as fuck accent. “I don’t care about his opinion, little one, but yours matters a great deal. Would you like me to leave?”

Strangely, her instinctive answer was no. Despite her anxiety, it was kind of…thrilling to be trapped in those gorgeous blue eyes while familiar hands aroused her to bigger and better heights. She was warm, safe, and apparently a bit of an exhibitionist.

“N-No, Sir. I wouldn’t like that at all.”

Both men hummed their approval simultaneously, and Elias’s gaze lifted past her shoulder to Evander. Head tilting, he quirked his eyebrow, smiling as he got a silent answer to whatever silent question he’d just asked.

Realization struck her. “Y-You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

“Once or twice. Never with someone like you, little one. I believe this will be new to all of us, for one reason or another. Evander, would you mind spreading open that perfect, pink temptation?”

Daddy’s chuckle rumbled into her back. Kissing and sucking on all the spots on her neck that made her clench and shiver, he eased his fingers out of her, using them to part her labia and expose her most private area. “Perfect temptation is right. I’d spend all damn day inside you if I could, sweetness.”

That would be tantamount to an all-day orgasm, she thought.

Leaning forward, Elias braced his elbows on his knees. “Not many women can handle men our size. Does it hurt taking that big cock, Callie?”

Her eyes widened as she stiffened in shock.

Our size?

Surely there couldn’t be two of them?

“Don’t scare her, Eli. She’s practically a virgin.” When she spluttered a protest—albeit a weak one—Evander nipped her shoulder. “Daniel the dick doesn’t count for much. You still have problems orgasming because of that fuckwit.”

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