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But then Mikey stops. “I want to eat you out, Red,” he groans. “Right here in front of all my brothers. You okay with that?”
Okay with it? There is nothing I want more right now. “Yes,” I pant as I look up at him.
He hooks his fingers into the band of my panties and starts to peel them down my legs while Liam keeps on dipping his finger in and out of my wet opening.
Mikey takes off my panties and tosses them onto the floor before he lies down on the long sofa. He clamps his hands around the backs of my thighs, pulling me closer to him until my pussy is inches from his face. Liam takes that as his cue to withdraw his finger and he begins circling my clit instead while Mikey presses his tongue against me and starts to suck at my juices. Waves of pleasure roll through my body as they work me so expertly.
“You remember the first night we fucked you, baby? Just like this?” Liam asks as he dusts his lips over my cheek.
“Yes,” I groan as a rush of wet heat sears between my thighs. How could I forget it? It was almost exactly like this, except that it was Liam with his tongue on me while Mikey worked his magic fingers.
“Conor and Shane watched us that night too,” Liam chuckles.
“Shane didn’t,” I gasp as I look over at the two of them who are sitting watching us intently. Conor is clearly enjoying the show and he rubs his cock through his sweatpants, but Shane glares at us, his jaw working. He has been quiet all day and he has avoided being alone with me at all. I know that could be about so many things, but I need to know that he still sees me the same way, too. This past week with him, before the Wolf turned up at least, has been incredible with him and if we’ve lost any of that, it will break my heart.
“He’ll watch tonight, too, won’t you, bro?” Liam asks and Shane sucks in a deep breath, but he doesn’t leave.
Liam tilts my head toward him, sealing my mouth with a kiss as he presses harder on my clit and Mikey keeps on sucking and nibbling at my tender flesh.
“You taste so fucking sweet, Red,” he groans. “I could come just from eating your pussy.”
I wrench my lips from Liam’s as my orgasm hits me unexpectedly and I moan both of their names as they coax me through to the other side.
As soon as my legs stop trembling, Mikey pulls me up and lifts me into his arms. “Time for bed, Red,” he says with a nod to Liam who stands too.
“Boys!” Shane warns and I feel a rush of love for him. I know the twins would never push me for anything I wasn’t one hundred percent okay with, but I love that he’s so protective of me.
“We know, bro,” Liam says.
“All we want to do is get naked with you and kiss every inch of you, Red. No fucking. Okay?”
“Okay,” I smile as I wrap my arms around his neck and he carries me to bed, with Liam close behind us.
Chapter 31
Shane
Isit outside on one of the lounge chairs on the decking and sip my whiskey. The house is in darkness and the only light is from the full moon. I look out into the black night, wondering if he’s watching. Thinking about him and what he did to her makes me feel so much rage it’s like I can’t breathe. All this time the man who was haunting her nightmares was our own uncle. How fucked up is that?
My mum was always a spiritual woman. She was born and raised a Catholic, but she believed in a different kind of God and heaven than the one the priest used to lecture us about every Sunday. She believed in reincarnation and souls being bound together for eternities. I used to listen to her stories about witchcraft and fate, but I never believed in them. But maybe she was right. For some reason, Jessie was bound to us long before we even met her. Maybe it was always meant to be that she would be ours. Maybe Paul and Patrick Ryan were truly put on this earth to test us all, and to bring us all together?
I glance down at my empty glass and shake my head. Surely I’ve had far too much to drink if I’m entertaining such ridiculous notions. There is something about a full moon that brings out my mother’s side of the family in me. Our Aunt Em is a card-carrying Pagan and has always been a believer in all things mystical too.
My thoughts drift to Jessie again. I heard her and Conor in the shower earlier, and for the first time in my life I was jealous of my little brother. Knowing that he was the only one who could give her what she needed sliced through my heart like a blade. She has been polite to me since we got her back, but she can barely stand to look at me. I watched Mikey and Liam with her earlier and it made me as hard as iron. They are so relaxed with her. Their relationship is easy in a way that mine and hers will never be. I thought our time here in Ireland would make us stronger, but I fucked it up completely, and now I wonder if she will ever look at me the same way again.
The sound of the sliding door behind me makes my head snap around. I am on high alert having taken my eye off the ball once already and I will never let it happen again. She must have turned on a light and it illuminates her silhouette as she walks toward me with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.
“What are you doing out here?” she asks with a frown as she reaches me.
“Drinking.” I hold up my now empty glass as proof.
“You should never drink alone, Shane Ryan,” she says with a tilt of her head. “So scooch up.”
“What?”
“It’s so chilly out here. I don’t want to sit on one of those cold ass chairs. So scoot.”
These lounge chairs aren’t built for two, but I shuffle over as much as I can and she squeezes in beside me. Lying on her side with her leg draped over mine, she wraps an arm and half the blanket around me and presses her head against my chest. I look down at her and frown because this doesn’t seem like she’s pissed at me, but if she’s not, then she fucking should be.
