“Half God Half Devil” by In This Moment plays softly through the speakers in the ceiling.
I go to remove my towel and start getting dressed but stop when I hear voices on the other side of the door. Stepping back from the mirror, I turn to face it just as it opens. Bones and Titan both enter.
“Call him again,” Bones snaps, just as his already narrowed blue eyes meet mine. He comes to a sudden stop.
Titan shoves a hand through his hair, looking over at him. “The fucker …” His words trail off as he realizes Bones stopped and follows his line of sight. He too halts when his eyes meet mine. The door gently closes behind them, caging me in.
My heart begins to pound in my chest at the sight of them together. The three of us. In one room. I haven’t seen Bones since he kissed me in his office last week. And last time I saw Titan was this morning when I crawled out of his bed.
I open my mouth to say something—to explain what I’m doing in here—but nothing comes out.
I wait for them to excuse me or order me to leave the bathroom. But they remain standing perfectly still and silent.
I look over Titan in his dark jeans and plain black T-shirt. He has a silver-studded belt that has a chain leading to his back pocket. He wears a bracelet on his right wrist that matches it. His muscular arms make his shirt strain, showing me every defined muscle and all his tattoos.
Bones wears black slacks and a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His black ink that covers his arms and neck make him look out of place. Like he can’t decide if he wants to be the sinner or the saint.
They are both so different, yet so much the same, it scares me.
“Em,” Titan says my name, and I can’t hide the whimper that slips out from the roughness in his tone.
Fuck, these men have this way of making my body need them. They pull me in, and I’m not strong enough to fight them.
I lick my parted lips, “Sorry,” I mumble, not really knowing what I’m apologizing for exactly. I’m not doing anything wrong. I look down at the floor and force my heavy legs to take a few steps.
As I go to squeeze between them, a hand presses into my stomach, and my breath quickens as it brings me to a stop.
I look up and Titan stands there, his eyes looking into mine. I hope he doesn’t see the want in them. Or notice the way my body shakes.
I’m standing in a bathroom with both of them. Alone. And the only thing that separates me from them is a towel.
His eyes drop to where his large hand is pressed into the plush material, right over my navel. My eyes shoot to Bones. His baby blue eyes watch me without any emotion—giving nothing away.
The air in the room grows hotter; steam lingers from my shower, and I feel sweat bead on my forehead. “I should go,” I manage to whisper.
“Stay.”
My eyes widen at the single word Titan speaks, and my thighs tighten at what’s to come. When I don’t make a move to run, he steps forward and slowly walks around me, his hand remaining on my stomach over the towel. He comes to stand behind me and presses his front to my back. I moan when I feel his long and hard cock pressing into my lower back.
“Titan,” I pant, but my eyes go to Bones still standing before me, not saying a word. I’m not even sure he’s breathing.
Titan’s free hand comes up, and he wraps it around my neck, pulling my head back, and I swallow roughly against it. He lowers his lips to my ear, and whispers, “Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted, Em?” His hot breath makes my skin break out in goose bumps. “Don’t be shy now.”
His hand on my stomach slowly begins to travel south. I close my eyes due to shame ’cause I make no move to stop him.
“Look at him,” Titan orders, and my eyes snap open. His hand reaches the bottom of the towel—right below my pussy. He slides his hand between my legs, and my lips part as my breathing picks up. His fingers run along my pussy. “Soaking wet. Just like I expected.”
A choking sound escapes my lips, and my body heats from embarrassment. I wanna close my eyes or look away, but Bones demands my attention by just standing in front of me. His eyes still don’t give anything away, but the bulge in his pants does. “Titan,” I pant.
“Shh.” He coos as he slides a finger into me. “Let him watch you come, baby.”
My breath gets caught as he adds another one. His hand tightens around my throat, and his fingers become forceful.
I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out while his fingers move in and out of me in a way that has heat running up my back.
“Say it,” Titan’s voice demands.
I close my eyes.God, please don’t make me …
