“That was the first time?” I have to ask. For years, he’s distracted her to keep her away from me. What if that’s how he always distracted her. My insides twist.
“Yes.” Dante blows out a breath. “I never touched her. Not until the night we dropped her off after Veiled Vixen. She asked me to kiss her.”
I down more beer. Fuck. This isn’t easy to hear. This woman I’ve held myself back from for years out of loyalty to Tom and loyalty to them.
I turn to Finn.
He grins. “I ate her out after her date with Drew. Kissed her too. Been thinking about it ever since. Would have fucked her, but suspected she was a virgin. Really didn’t expect that.”
I shake my head in denial. That can’t be right. “There was that jock she dated in high school.”
Tom wanted to tear that guy’s head off. I would have been right there with him.
Dante laughs. “Yeah, I asked, but apparently she kicked him in the junk and threatened to tell Tom if he said anything.”
“That sounds like Sara.” Finn stands and grabs a beer from the fridge. “She hasn’t fucked Drew either.”
“He told me.” I run a hand through my hair. “So, where does that leave us?”
“That’s up to Sara.” Dante rubs the back of his neck. “She wants us all. We always figured she’d choose one of us. And for a long time that would’ve been you.”
“Tom made that impossible.” It would never make sense to Sara that her brother stood in the way, but he’s my best friend. We know too much about each other. And I know Sara. “Besides, Sara would make a lousy submissive.”
“You don’t really want someone to give in to your every whim.” Dante leans back and smiles. “You’d be bored with a woman who gave in.”
“That’s true.” Finn sits on the arm of the couch. “You remember Hannah?”
Fucking Hannah.
Dante laughs. “That girl was practically a lapdog.”
Peabody glances at me from Dante’s lap.
“She knelt. She begged. She followed your every order, and she lasted, what?” Finn glances at Dante for confirmation. “A week?”
She was the perfect submissive. Always did everything right. Boring as fucking hell.
“Five days.” Dante pets Peabody. “You don’t want a fucking mouse of a companion. You want Sara.”
“You think she wants me to do those things to her?” I walk into the kitchen and throw away my empty bottle. “Punish her. Mark her porcelain skin with my strikes. Make her bend to my will.”
Fuck, just thinking about it makes me hard. But that’s not who Sara is.
I pull out another beer. “She wants a guy like that kid she dated in college. Edgar?”
“Ethan was gay.” Dante laughs.
“See? Completely harmless. That’s what she wants. Someone nonthreatening.”
“She knew he was gay.” Dante ruffles Peabody’s fur. “She wants you. Fuck, you saw what we did to her in the dining room. She wants to be taken. She wants to be fucked.”
Collapsing onto the couch, I lean my head back, remembering those images burned into my memory. Finn’s cock in her mouth. Dante’s mouth on her bare pussy. Her body arching and coming for them.
I roll my head to narrow my eyes at Dante. “Did you forget about the camera in the dining room?” I have to ask because he had to know I’d look.
Dante smirks. “Honestly, it wasn’t the first thing on my mind when I had Sara bare and spread out before me like a fucking buffet.”
I take a swig of beer and hold the bottle between my knees. “Are we talking about this? Is this really something we can or should do? Share Sara?”
