“Well. You really have two options. I can kill him or you can become my mate, which will automatically guarantee lifetime protection for you and your girls.”
I spit out some of my club soda. “You should really try standup.” The expression on his face remained. No smile, not a hint of a laugh. He simply held eye contact. After a few seconds, it sunk in that he was serious. “You sound a bit crazy.”
He exhaled and shook his head. “Is it crazy?” His hands gestured wildly. “You’ve been hurt by this man. Tim will stop at nothing to keep finding you over and over again. There aren’t many ways to solve the problem.”
“There are legal ways.”
Jared smirked. “And how are those ways working out so far?”
He had a point. It was nearly impossible to get a restraining order or full custody without some proof and Tim was good about not leaving any around. Tim loved it when I looked crazy to others.
“I’m still a little confused. Are you saying that you want to kill him?”
He put his hand on mine. “I’m saying that I’ll take care of it. Leave the details to me. And there is also option B.” When he smiled, his teeth gleamed. Chills ran through my body.
I stood up, swaying more from the proposal than the vodka. “You’re creeping me out. Where did this dark sense of humor come from?
“Are you surprised?” Jared licked his lips. The lighting in his apartment seemed to dim and the shadows on his face deepened.
“Frankly, yes.” Was I overreacting? Could this be a joke I didn’t get? No. He was serious. Then it hit me. Role playing. Perhaps Jared like to pretend. I could do that. Done right, it could be quite sexy. Maybe that’s all this was. “I guess it seems like I have a choice to make.” I paused and looked at him for dramatic effect. After meeting his eyes, I spun around and walked towards the other corner of the room. I stopped in front of the bookshelf and pretended to examine something. “Let’s say I take you up on your proposal,” drawing out my words to increase suspense. Jared shifted in his position and uncrossed his legs. “How exactly does this work?”
“If you want me to…take care of it, I’ll take care of it. You don’t need to worry about the details. But then of course, it will be natural to feel like you owed me a favor.” He coughed and cleared his throat a bit. “And if you wanted to keep Tim breathing, there is another choice. Become my mate and live to serve me. And then all of your needs, including safety, of course, will be met forever.”
That was an interesting way to put things. “And when you say mate, what do you mean?”
“My kind isn’t like yours. We can have sex at any time but when it comes to propagating our bloodlines, we need lifetime matches. And it isn’t easy to find. It’s similar to your concept of soul mates. You see the right one for you and boom, you know.”
“Know what exactly?” I turned around and started walking back towards the couch. The intensity of Jared’s gaze filled me with warmth.
Without taking his eyes off of me, he whispered “That they only exist for you.”
“Well, I’m different from most women,” I whispered back. “I don’t believe in that fluffy stuff.” I used to, before someone took away my ability to believe.
Jared stood up and crossed the distance between us. He wrapped his strong arms around me. Then, in a voice I didn’t fully recognize as Jared’s, he whispered, “I want you to stay.”
Technically, I’m involved with his brother. And from the look in his eyes, I know he intended to do a little more than role play. Usually, the thought of sleeping with one guy while involved with another seemed skanky, especially since this was two out of three triplets. But there was something about Jared. It was different.
“I want you,” he said, and put his mouth on mine. At first, I didn’t know what to think. His kiss was familiar and strange at the same time. Before I could think anymore, he grabbed both of my wrists and led me into the bedroom. The musky smell of sweat, skin, and cologne rose from the large bed in the center. I sat down on the bed and leaned back. My chin tilted, I looked up at the ceiling. It was painted black. That’s strange. Did I really want to do this? I expected to feel dizzy or high from the attention and the liquor, but I felt grounded. Planted. Close to the earth. Like I was more in my body than ever before. I was alive. Jared came over and tugged my shirt up over my head. The cooler air felt glorious on my naked skin. He flipped my breasts up out of my bra cups and leaned down to put my nipple in his mouth. His lips and tongue were wet and warm. Sucking gently, he ran his thumb and finger over the other nipple. I leaned back on my hands, fully absorbed in the sensation. Still standing, he slid my bra straps down my shoulders. Without bothering to unhook my bra, he increased his focus on my nipples. “Ouch!” I winced as he bit down hard. The pain was surprisingly welcome.
Jared looked up at me and grinned. He slapped my breast with his palm. The sting of his flesh hitting mine caused my skin to tingle and burn. He grabbed my skirt and pulled down, knocking me over on my back. The skirt only came down to my knees, exposing my black lace panties. Jared pulled down my panties slightly and entered me with his tongue, lapping my sweetness with sure, powerful strokes. Jared used his weight to pin me to the bed. My legs were stuck together from the skirt. I was completely helpless. The thought made me even wetter. Jared was taking me, claiming me as his territory. “Oh, right there. Keep going.” I moaned as he gripped my hips. My body suddenly shook with a full body orgasm. I felt his tongue dive deeper
into me. I reached down and patted him on the head to signal that I was done, but then changed my mind. Instead, I pulled him in closer and held on. Another minute passed and I was swept with an intense wave. When the last bit of pleasure exited my body, he stood up and removed his clothes. I took in his chiseled chest and stomach. When he stepped out of his briefs, I couldn’t help but smile. His dick was hard and a solid seven inches. Thick.
“I’m about to make you scream.” He said, climbing on top of me. Jared reached down and gently stroked between my legs. Then he kissed me. The moment our lips met; warmth spread to every place his mouth touched. His erection pressed against me, causing me to shiver with anticipation. He flipped me over, I submitted. Entering me from behind, he plunged inside of me. His nails dug into my back. Jared lowered his head and ran his tongue up and down my back. The contrast of his hot tongue and the cold air drove me wild. I moaned again and lifted my head to look back into his eyes. I kept pushing my hips back against him, burying him deeply in me. Jared started thrusting inside me with increased passion and then I felt him buck beneath me, his hands gripping my hips firmly. After one strong upward thrust he let out a grunt and I felt him release. This sensation triggered something animalistic inside of me, I tightened my abs and pushed back harder, slamming my backside into his thighs. I let out a cry as waves of gratification crashed over me. While my orgasm rocked my body, Jared kept gripping my hips.
“I told you that you belong to me.” Jared whispered, smiling. He wrapped me in his arms.
Guilt gnawed beneath the exhausted pleasure. Something bad was going to happen. Getting involved with two brothers at the same time was not going to end well. But no man had ever made me feel like this, both men fulfilled two separate desires. Jared was raw animalistic passion and Wes saw into my soul. How could I live with only one or the other? It didn’t matter now. After some sleep, I could decide. I leaned down and kissed his soft, supple lips, and encountered two seconds of bliss before the knock at the door startled us both.
“Let me in.” Wes’s voice broke through our intimacy. I pushed myself away from Jared, who looked completely calm. A wave of suspicion shot through me.
“You knew he was coming home.” I hissed. Jared’s eyebrows raised in an amused expression and he shrugged. Bastard. Another knock shook the door.
“I’m coming, just let me get some clothes on.” Jared swung out of bed and reached for his underwear.
I considered hiding in the closet. Was this a deal breaker with Wes? Behind me, I heard Jared open the door and Wes push past him.
“Jen, we need to talk.” Wes’s sharpness smarted.