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I didn’t know how to do it.
But I knew I wanted it.
I wanted to see her as she bucked and screamed, pleading with us to stop.
And I wanted to see her finally give in, give in to what her body craved…to us…I opened my texts and started typing.
FIFTEEN
ryth
“Come down, guys!”mom called, oblivious to what had just happened. “We need help with this.”
I glanced at the other two, then raced for the stairs.
You think I don’t know what you did?Tobias’ words bounced around in my head.So, you’ll show him and not me? We’ll see about that, Ryth…we’ll fucking see. Heavy steps came from the others behind me as I hit the last step and made for the kitchen.
Cakes were displayed on the large island in the kitchen. I stared at the small mini versions and fought the need to throw up.
“The chocolate mud isn’t my favorite.” Mom scowled at the tasters, then lifted her gaze. “So I need your opinion, Ry.” Then she glanced at Nick and Caleb behind me. “And both of you, as well.”
“Seeing as how you’ll probably be eating most of the damn thing,” Creed muttered, pouring himself a Scotch.
They didn’t notice a damn thing, just lived in their own private world, a world made up of wedding plans and secret, consuming love. Love that showed through when mom turned to Creed with a beaming smile and swatted him. They played, they laughed until Creed pulled her into his arms for a long, consuming kiss.
And I just stood there with the feel of Tobias’ grip on my throat as a cell wentbeep.Nick grabbed his phone and scowled at the message.
His cheek was red and swelling and the small cut on his lip was beading with blood.
“So,” mom urged, stepping out of Creed’s arms to grab a fork from the counter and pushed it toward me. “Taste them and tell me which one you prefer.”
I forced myself toward her, taking the utensil from her hand. But as I stabbed the first cake and tore a chunk from the side, I caught Nick lifting his gaze to me.
“I don’t think the kids really care, hon,” Creed murmured, pulling mom into his arms once more.
Revulsion swam in my belly as I placed the cake into my mouth and chewed. They didn’t notice, not when Nick lifted his phone to Caleb and showed him the message. Goosebumps raced along my arms as they both looked at me.
My pulse quickened and the cake in my mouth turned into a hard wad that I swallowed. Nick turned back to his phone, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he replied. But it was Caleb who watched me now, Caleb’s dark, unfathomable stare that made me shift my weight and stab the next cake.
I tried all four cakes, pointed to the plain vanilla one, and murmured, “That one.”
Mom grinned, then shifted her attention to the two guys. “What do you think?”
Nick strode toward me, his lips tugging at the corners. The moment I met his gaze, I was back there in his car, with my hand stroking my core and his gaze riveted to the movement.
“I can get you a clean fork,” Mom started as he took mine from my hand.
“This is fine. I don’t mind swapping germs with my little sister,” he winked at her and turned his attention to the display in front of him, lifted the fork in with one hand, and dropped the other to the front of his jeans, out of view from the other side of the counter.
I knew what he was thinking.
Knew what he was remembering as he clenched his fist around the bulge.
He took extra care and time, savoring each mouthful, and mom seemed to lap it up, her eyes sparkling as he moaned and took a bite of the next cake. “Yeah, the vanilla. I love it. C?” He held up the fork to the eldest of the three. “Want to share?”
There was something about Nick’s words and the intensity in his voice.
Something about Caleb’s stare, too, as he stepped closer and took the fork from his brother without saying a word. My pulse stuttered and my breath caught as Caleb casually sauntered over and stabbed one cake, then lifted some into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed.
