I am so wrapped up in them and wanted by them; it's euphoric.
And for the first time in my life, I don’t feel afraid of being trapped.
Right now, I just feel chosen.
Kai breaks the kiss first, resting his forehead against mine as his breath shakes. “Ohhhh, big bad hockey player is out of breath because of little ol’ me?"
“We’re not rushing you,” he whispers. “Not tonight.”
Mikey turns my face towards him and presses a slow kiss to my temple. “You’ve been through enough, Julia. You deserve to be touched right. Wanted instead of demanded.”
Kai’s hand slips behind my neck, “When you’re ready… We’ll take care of everything you’re asking for.”
I swallow hard as my chest rises in fast, uneven breaths. “I’m ready,” I whisper.
Mikey’s arms tighten around me. “We know, princess.”
He starts to kiss up my jaw, “but tonight… we’re taking our time.”
These men are saying all the right things, and I don’t know how to process it. It’s like my brain is glitching.
Kai brushes his thumb over my lip, “Consider this the beginning.”
The heat between us three is electric, and I can feel the tension running so thin it's dangerously close to snapping.
Mikey pulls me back against him, his lips are at my ear as he murmurs, “We’re not letting you run anymore.”
Kai smirks and slides his hand up my spine. “And we’re nowhere near finished with you.”
The promises in their voices make my whole body shiver.
Mikey stands up and scoops me into his arms bridal style and starts to walk towards the bedroom. I look over his shoulder, and Kai is right behind us, his signature mischievous grin on his face.
As we walk, one thing becomes very, very clear to me. I’m not escaping these men. I have been claimed.
When we make it into a bedroom, I look around. There is a king-size bed in the center, a black-and-red comforter, red curtains next to a floor-to-ceiling window, and a black, oversized chair in the corner. Across from the bed are two doors, which I assume are the bathroom and the closet.
Mikey walks up to the bed and sets me down gently, like I am a porcelain doll.
I look up at him, hunger and pleading in my eyes. I want these men right now, but for some reason, they want to take things slow. I don’t want to go slow; I want them now.
“I swear to god, if you two don’t get your asses over here and fix the problem between my legs that you caused, I will handle it myself, and you won’t even be allowed to watch,” I demand, knowing if I don’t put my foot down, these two will twinkle toes around me because of what happened, and try to bubble wrap me.
I look from Mikey to Kai. Mikey is standing there, just staring at me in disbelief that I just said that. Kai, on the other hand, is ripping his clothes off like it’s an Olympic sport.
I smile in victory and reach for the button on my pants, slowly unbuttoning them and sliding them down my legs.
As soon as I catch Mikey’s eye, he smiles and starts to take off his clothes, too, but looking slightly nervous.
“What are you nervous about, hotshot?” I taunt.
“I’m not nervous.” He huffs out, and I laugh. I turn and look back at Kai, who is looking at me like I am his next meal. Little does he know, I will gladly be his breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
I see some silent exchange between the twins happen, and the next thing I know, Kai is on my mouth, devouring every sound that comes out of me. I feel Mikey’s fingers running up my thighs, and slide between my pussy lips, pressing against my clit.
I grab onto the back of Kai’s neck and tangle my fingers in his long hair, and pull his face from mine.
“If you two don’t fuck me right now…” My words die off, but I know he got the hint.
