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“That won’t make it better,” she snarled at him.
“It will, you trust me, remember.”
“I shouldn’t have given in to your shit in the first place.”
Amon seemed taken aback but Silas’s grin became more arrogant. “Prove me wrong then.”
His words rubbed her in all the wrong places. Reluctantly, she turned and sat on the couch. It was childish and she knew it, but she didn’t want to follow all his instructions and lay down.
His arrogant grin turned amused. “I enjoy this side of you, little Gwen.”
“I’m not little,” she snapped. She couldn’t help it.
“Of course not.”
Silas settled before her and lifted her legs on his shoulder as he leaned closer to her core. Licking his lips, he looked up at her.
“If you were, how would you tame three monsters to your will?”
“It seems the other way around,” she admitted. After all, she was the one obeying him.
“And yet I kneel before you, a man who has always pleased himself before his mates. You’ve cracked open Amon’s stone soul like an egg.”
His thumb gently pressed against her clit, moving in small circles. The combination of his words and his touch sparked relief and content throughout her mind immediately. Though she hated to admit it, she rolled her head back and closed her eyes. She reached for his hair, slightly frustrated that it wasn’t long enough for her to grab ahold of and pull him closer. Even without it, he willingly obeyed her and slithered his tongue through her folds to her entrance.
With his thumb’s touch radiating hot flashes through her body, the whole disgust for her period was long forgotten. He licked around her entrance before diving deep within her. Fondling with her walls, his thumb pushed her closer to her climax. The frustration she’d felt slowly faded as his tongue slid in and out of her and his thumb circled her faster with each moment.
Hearing a groan that hadn’t come from Silas, she opened her eyes and saw Amon still in his spot. The work before him long forgotten, his hand rubbed over his hard cock hiding beneath his joggers. Her heart raced as she watched him, his eyes on Silas between her thighs.
Before she could do or say anything Silas’s thumb pressed so hard against her that she came without warning. Her lungs emptied in a long, loud, high-pitched moan as her thighs twitched uncontrollably around Silas’s head. Easing the pressure on her clit, Silas’s tongue retreated and his lips closed around her entrance, sucking her. Waves of relief and bliss washed away her bad mood only leaving her with a content feeling.
Leaning back, Silas revealed his satisfied expression. “Better?”
She nodded, hating to admit he was right. “I’m sorry.”
Amon shook his head, his hand no longer easing his obvious erection. “Don’t apologize. Ever.”
She sighed. “I was rude.”
“Nothing we can’t handle,” Silas reassured her. “We would rather have you let it all out than you hide it from us.”
She nodded and reached for Amon who was by her side within the blink of an eye. Shifting onto his lap, she let him cradle her until Rayen returned with the food. He’d gotten the same that they’d gotten the first time they’d gone out together. His face beamed with pure pride as he set the bags on the coffee table, cautious not to place it anywhere near anything important.
“I believe I got everything you like.”
“Thank you.”
Still being held by Amon, she ate lunch and watched TV. She didn’t feel like doing more work, but with Amon by her side she did it anyway, wanting to get it over with. Somehow sitting there with him made her want to work with him even more. It was so immensely different from what she was used to with him that she was looking forward to doing this more often.
Closer to dinner, she got up and retreated to her room with a lemonade and fries. They must have felt that she needed time for herself and let her go upstairs without questioning her. Once in the privacy of her room, she put on panties and a pad. She plugged in her headphones, sat on the armchair by the window, and listened to music. Her life had changed so drastically, and so rapidly in the past few weeks that she just needed a moment to wind down.
Being with all three of them was fantastic, but after being on her own for so long, it was also overwhelming. Even fantasizing about them couldn’t have prepared her for this. Though she liked being with them, it felt like she’d been thrown into the water and was now learning to swim. One night she’d been walking out of the office planning a cozy weekend at home, and the next moment she saw Silas holding a beating, bloody heart in his hands.
An icy shiver ran down her spine and she quickly pushed those pictures aside. She replaced them with all three of them together on a beach. She chuckled to herself, trying to picture Amon in swim trunks. Imagining the sand between her feet like it had been in L.A., she dozed off and only woke up because her music had stopped playing.
She stretched her legs, stood up, and plugged her phone into the charger. Out in the hallway she walked over to Silas’s room, the only one she hadn’t seen yet. Though she knew he wouldn’t mind her coming in, she knocked anyway and slowly opened the door. He was sitting in a large armchair, one of those that were designed like a throne. His room was held in dark colors, his furniture a dark wood and his curtains a red so dark, they appeared black.
“May I come in?”
