Chapter Eight
Vye gasped and jumped as she felt the hand slide under her skirt and then a strong arm wrap around her midsection. Pierce pulled her close, pressed her up against the counter, and nuzzled against her neck.
“Pierce, we’re still open and anyone could come in here and see,” she scolded.
“Let them see, and then they’ll know you’re mine. That you belong to the McCann brothers,” he said firmly and eased his hand away from her inner thigh, retreating slightly. She turned around to face him and smoothed her palms up his thick, muscular chest. He in return took complete advantage of the fact that the front desk was too high for anyone to see where his hands were, and he maneuvered them over her ass cheeks. He gripped her there tightly, then clenched his teeth.
“I need you so badly I ache,” he whispered.
She made a pouty face and then caressed his beard.
“You poor, baby. What can I do about it?” She teased.
“Get your ass in the back room and let me have my wicked way with you.” He growled against her neck making her laugh. She slapped his shoulder.
“I’m working still, Pierce McCann.”
“Yes she is and you two need to cool it before someone comes in here,” Tex reprimanded. Vye felt her cheeks warm and she quickly kissed Pierce on the lips, then tapped his side.
“Can you let me go so I can get back to work?”
“I like how you feel right where you are,” he said and squeezed her ass cheek. She felt aroused, needy, and she worried her bottom lip.
“Damn, baby, no wonder you got my brother in such a state. You look so beautiful and sexy right now,” Tex said and stepped closer, clenched her chin, and tilted her face toward him.
“I can’t wait to take you home and make love to you with my brothers,” Tex added, then pressed his lips to hers. When he released her lips, she couldn’t help but smile.
“I have to go get Benny first,” she said. He winked.
“I know, Frankie is going with you, and then bringing you back to our place.”
“I can’t stay late. Just until seven. I don’t like having Benny out too late,” she said and Pierce released her as she stepped back and fixed her skirt.
“You should both stay over,” Pierce said, shocking her. Her heart hammered inside her chest and she panicked.
“Or not,” he added, squinting at her.
“I need to do what’s right for Benny, Pierce.” Pierce crossed his arms in front of his chest and was all serious and angry. She could tell. It’s how he was most of the time except around her when no one was looking. Then he got all romantic and sweet, like he just did sneaking up to her in the office.
“What does that mean?” Tex chimed in now, too.
She looked at both of them. She lowered her eyes and focused on the papers she needed to file as she picked them up and tapped them on the counter, making them straight and in line with one another.
“It just means I need to put him first. To make sure that I don’t rush into anything and forget who I am, what I went through and my fears,” she said, not looking at them. Tex took her hand and Pierce pressed up close to her and wrapped his arm around her waist.
“We’re not him, Vye. We aren’t some asshole soldiers who abuse women, demean them, destroy their self-esteem, and then take what we want before kicking them to the curb. We care about you and about Benny. Guardianship is more than just having bodyguards or men that are responsible for you. It means we want you in our lives as our woman and hopefully, someday, our wife. It can’t get any more secure and perfect than that,” Tex stated.
She felt bad. She was trying to learn how to let her guard down and completely let them in. They were hard men, commanding, and in charge. As much as it turned them on, especially during sex when they ordered her to do things or to raise her arms above her head or whatever, she wondered if in the long run her submissiveness would make them lose respect for her, or worse, not want to be with her and move on to some other woman. She supposed her self-esteem was scarred pretty damn good.
“Hey, what are the tears for?” Tex asked and she turned in Pierce’s arms and held Tex’s hand. She brought it against her chest and looked way up at both gladiators of men.
“I guess my self-esteem was damaged from Murdock. I’m afraid if I’m submissive that eventually you’ll get bored and find someone else,” she said.
“Are you kidding me? Sweetie, I’m in love with you already, and I’ve never said those words before, nor been in love,” Tex said and a tear fell.
“Really?” she asked. He smiled and cupped her face, wiping her cheek.
“Hell yeah.”