Captured - Cara Wylde Page 0,30

fast. I won’t do it again.”

“Is that a fact?” Reid asked slowly. “And why the hell should we believe you? You tricked Thorn before.”

I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood. “I’ll prove it. I’ll do whatever you want. Just please… Give me a chance.”

For the first time since we’d returned to the cave, Reid smiled. It was an unpleasant quirk of lips, even sharper than all his previous smirks. “You should be careful with the promises you make, bitch. They may come back to bite you in that pretty ass of yours.”

To point out what he meant, he leaned forward, snapping his teeth. His fangs flashed white in the dim light. I didn’t turn away. I had sworn to face him, to face this, and I’d do it.

My reaction gave him pause. “Interesting. Okay then. Let’s see if you can keep your promise. Get naked. Slowly.”

I stood up and started taking my clothes off. I was clumsy, fumbling with the buttons like a child. The weight of Thorn’s gaze on me didn’t help.

“Reid,” he said, without looking away from me. “Stop this.”

Reid scoffed. “Why would I do that? She said she’d prove she was honest. If you have a problem with my approach, you can just go.”

I didn’t know what to do. I’d already fucked up once and now, I was causing a dispute between the brothers. But I couldn’t ignore Reid’s order, so I focused on my task.

One by one, the buttons came undone. I let the shirt slide to the floor, slowly, like Reid had told me.

“Good,” he said with a lazy smile. “Now the jeans.”

I toed off my sneakers and lowered the zipper of my jeans, rolling them down my legs. It was easy enough, since the clothes’ owner had been larger than me. Finally, when I was naked, I set everything aside and faced the two brothers again, waiting.

It wasn’t the first time I was naked in front of them, but even so, I didn’t think I’d ever get used to the heated way they were looking at me. Thorn might have claimed that he wasn’t okay with this, but the tension in his jaw and his labored breath said differently.

As for Reid… Well, it had already been clear that he’d exploit my promise.

“Lie down and touch yourself,” he practically growled.

My face flamed at the command, but I didn’t disobey. I sat down on the pile of discarded clothing, spreading my legs and displaying myself for their pleasure. Then, I reached for my pussy and slid my fingers over my folds.

I’d never masturbated in front of anyone before. My boyfriends had never asked me to, and they’d all preferred to just stick it in and be perfectly content when they came. If they realized they hadn’t made me come, they’d never cared, and it had always seemed embarrassing to try to touch myself while they were there.

But it was hard to feel self-conscious when the werewolf brothers were looking at me with such lust. Reid even reached for his cock and started jacking himself off slowly. Thorn didn’t touch himself, but his pupils were huge, and I could tell he wanted to – that he wanted me.

And because of that, because of them, I embraced my sinful desire. I slid a finger inside my aching pussy. I was already wet, my body instinctively responding to their proximity. I needed more than the touch of my own fingers. But for the moment, this would have to do.

“Your breasts,” Reid commanded. “Pinch your nipples.”

Once again, I obeyed. With my free hand, I reached for my breasts and pinched them hard. The sharp bite of pain combined with my arousal and I couldn’t suppress a moan.

“Reid… Thorn…”

“Shit,” Thorn cursed. “Fuck.”

Reid’s hand was moving faster on his dick. “Your clit. Touch your clit.”

His voice was hypnotizing, almost like he was weaving a spell around me. It was so easy to surrender to it, to do exactly what he told me to. I pressed my thumb to my engorged clit, whimpering as sensation exploded through me.

“Please… Oh, please…”

Surprisingly, it was Thorn who spoke next.

“Harder, Isabel. Fuck. You’re beautiful like this. Fucking perfect.”

“Yeah,” Reid croaked out. “Fucking gorgeous.”

They’d told me I was pretty before, but there was something deeply visceral and honest about their words this time. Maybe it was the fact that they were still so angry with me and they had no reason to be anything but cruel. Either way, the words flowed over me