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“Say it, Beth,” Bryan bites. “What does he think you want?”
I glance toward Bryan, my heart in my throat. “I want you to watch.”
He narrows his gaze. “Watch what?” This is howunsexualthis man is. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. It’s not purposeful and there’s no malice in it. He’s just not that guy… and that’s okay. He’s so many other great guys, so many other things Liam isn’t.
I debate continuing, but Liam presses me again, his hand on my throat, his gaze like the stare of a lion through tall grass. He’s unrelenting and intense.
“I want you to watch Liam… touch me.” The words shake out in a whisper.
“What? Why? He’s touching you now, Beth. I don’t get where you’re going with this.”
Liam looks away for a second as though he’s having a hard time with Bryan’s missed connection.
I try again. “Bryan, it’s fucked up, and I’m sorry for that… because I love you. I really love you, but I have this fantasy, this weird, messed up fantasy, where you watch me fuck Liam.”
Bryan’s face goes white. He glances down to the ground and then back up again. “You just met the man.He kidnapped you!I drove a thousand miles to save you… and you want me to watch youfuck him?” It’s the first time I’ve ever heard Bryan raise his voice, though after this, I doubt it will be the last.
My stomach turns. What was I thinking? “Never mind, I didn’t mean it. I—”
“I see the way you’re looking at him, Beth. I’m not blind.” Bryan pauses and drags in a deep breath. “Fuck!”
Wow, the man can curse. I didn’t think that was a possibility either.
He’s quiet for a long while. So long that I sit on the couch and stare out the window watching dark lit trees sway back and forth in the wind. Liam pets my head in comfort. I should stop him, but it feels good, and we’re in this deep already.
Bryan finally says, “You really want this, don’t you?”
I consider his words carefully. Even in his haste, he’s relaxed himself and adapted an undertone of acceptance. I’m sure now, the man deserves an award. An award for being stronger than all of us, because I for one, couldn’t take the news I just gave. In fact, I’m so out of sorts, I’m not even sure how to answer his question.
Scrambled, I look toward Liam, his dark eyes swallowing me up again, taking me right back to the place I wish I didn’t feel. A place where my lips ache to crush against his and my arms ache to hold him. A place where I get off knowing Bryan is there… watching. A place where Bryan is touching me too. A place where the three of us are…something.
God, I need to slow the fuck down. If there were rules for kidnappings, I’m pretty sure the first one would be…don’t fall in love with your captors. Not that this is love. It’s not.
No… but it’s something. Something I need to slow down.
“You really want this, Beth?” Bryan prods.
Slow and shallow, I nod. “I’m sorry. It’s a lot of things. Things we can talk about later.”
Pragmatic and thoughtful, Bryan looks toward Liam. “And this gets us out of the mess with your necklace?”
“Free and clear, but you both have to follow my rules,exactly.”
My clit throbs again. Nothing sounds better than following every single rule that man makes.
Bryan groans and looks toward the window, the night sky still shading out the land around us. He’s a sensible man, and something tells me that’s coming in handy right now. He’s weighing the pros and cons. He’s going through weighted averages of every possible outcome. He’s debating with himself the terms of what Liam’s rules might be. He’s deciding whether this small indiscretion is worth whatever Liam may have planned otherwise.
“She’s not yours,” Bryan says, his voice lower than I’ve heard it before. “She’s mine. I need to hear that you understand that from the start. This is a one-time thing. One night, as long as Beth consents. And you put it in writing that we owe you nothing for the necklace and we’re free to go.”
Of course, he’d want it in writing. That only makes sense.
“The details aren’t yours to decide, my friend,” Liam announces, leaning into me again. “I’ll have her as many times as she’ll let me, and while she’s here… she’sours.” He’s sayingours,but the hitch in his voice says he meanshis, and that drives me wild. “That said, you’re correct, you will owe nothing for the necklace. We’ll call it a wash.” He glares toward me, his voice low, his hand on my shoulder. “This… is far more valuable.”
My nipples ache, my clit throbs, and I’m pretty sure if he says one more thing, I’ll come right here and now. Party over.
Bryan stares toward me as though searching for the answer. Maybe he can see it in my eyes, maybe he can smell it all over me, maybe somewhere deep down inside of him he knows that I’ve been in pain. He knows I need an escape.
“Good,” Liam says, reaching his hand out for Bryan. “First order of business, I need alone time with Beth. We’ll call you when we’re ready.”
