turn.”
Sweet Jesus, I don’t know what the fuck we’re doing, but I’m suddenly sure that two weeks is nowhere near enough time.
Chapter 10
Isabelle
I’m still recovering from what we just did when Gaeton crawls up the bed to flop onto his back next to me. “Come here, Isabelle.” There’s a depth of so many things in his voice, but I focus on the lust because it hurts the least.
I put my hand in his and let him pull me up to straddle his chest. He’s so big, I’m spread wide just to maintain my perch. Gaeton drags his thumb over my clit and I shiver in response. “Sore?”
I’m already shaking my head. “No.”
“You will be.” His grin widens, though it doesn’t reach his eyes. He gives my clit another lazy stroke. “We’re going to play a game.”
Alarm bells peal through my head, but I’m too busy trying not to rock my pussy against his chest like a wanton creature to listen. “Okay.”
“You’re a dirty little slut who’s sharing two men.” His voice is warm, devoid of anything but need.
I still jerk back. “Don’t.”
“A game, Isabelle.” This from Beast, who’s propped himself up on the pillows next to us. Close enough to touch if he wanted, but he makes no move to do so. “Your pussy still aches to be filled up, doesn’t it?”
Honesty. I promised honesty. I close my eyes, but it somehow makes it worse so I open them again. “Yes.”
Beast’s lips curve the tiniest bit, though his eyes stay cold and watchful. “Imagine you just left my bed. My come is dripping down your thighs, but it’s not enough. You want to feel a little bad, don’t you? A little wrong. A little dirty.”
How does he do this to me? He keeps drawing for the dark parts of me that I’ve done my best to hide. Gaeton touches my chin and I’m helpless to do anything but open my eyes. He’s not smiling now. “You want to come on my cock while you’re still flushed with what he did to you.” He pinches my clit between the fingers of his other hand, making me jump. “And then when you’re done with me, you want him to bend you over the nearest piece of furniture and fuck you again. Hell, I bet you’d get off on his fucking you right in front of me. Of rubbing it in my face that I wasn’t enough for you. And then as soon as he’s finished, you come straddle me and do the same to him.” He brushes my bottom lip with his thumb. “All day, Isabelle. His cock then mine then his again. And when you ache too much for more, we’ll take turns tasting that pussy.”
My mind has gone terrifyingly blank. “But—”
“Today we’re passing you back and forth just like you deserve.” He gives my clit another squeeze. “Do you want to be our little slut today?”
There’s only one answer. There was only ever one answer. I don’t even have to stop to remind myself to be honest this time. “Yes. I want all that. Everything you said.”
Gaeton looks up at me. There was a time when I could read every thought it as it passed through his mind. He never bothered to hide them from me, trusted me enough to be an open book for me to read at my leisure. Or at least that’s what I used to think. Now I know better. Gaeton may have been an open book, but he was in a language I only vaguely understood. He traces his hands down my body to land on my hips and gives them a squeeze. “No.”
Shock makes me flinch. “What?”
“No. We’re not playing that game. We shouldn’t be playing any fucking game.” He lifts me off him and is already moving before I land on the mattress, climbing to his feet and stalking into the bathroom. The door slams behind him and the shower turns on a few seconds later.
I feel like he turned my world upside and then gave it a shake for good measure. I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them. “Did he do it on purpose to hurt me?” I don’t really expect an answer. Gaeton may have been the touchy-feely type, but Beast never was. It’s part of what I loved about him, that he had depths I knew I could spend years swimming through and never reach the bottom. Beast is a mystery in so many