She shook her head and Jared lightly squeezed her nipple. “Yes.”
North pushed a finger inside her passage and she threw her head back. It was too much.
Then Fergus started to fill her mind, his lips twisted, his face sneering down at her.
“No!” Jared said sharply. “He does not belong here. With us. There’s only the three of us.” He slapped the side of her thigh. It shouldn’t have worked. It should have scared her.
Instead, her mind cleared and she focused on them. On the pleasure.
And there was so much pleasure. It was a tidal wave, washing everything else away.
The fear. The anger. The uncertainty.
Now, there was just the two of them.
“Come for us, baby. Come now!” Jared commanded.
She screamed as her body arched. As the orgasm washed through her, taking away Fergus, her worries, her fear and leaving her sated.
Satisfied.
Complete.
She slumped against Jared, aware of his words of praise, but not really taking them in. She could hear them talking, moving around her, settling her between them on the bed.
The tears came suddenly. But they were strange tears because she wasn’t sad.
She was relieved.
She was free.
Jared waiteduntil her tears had passed to lean up on one elbow.
“How do you feel, baby?” he asked.
His balls were aching but there was no way he was going to push her if she needed more time.
“I feel amazing and like I need you inside me.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“I’m so sure.”
Leaning over her, he kissed her lightly. He slid his mouth down her neck. She glanced over to find North sitting up and watching them intently.
Then she turned her attention back to Jared who was kissing between her breasts.
“You are so smooth. So delicious.” He pressed her legs apart and kneeled between them.
That’s when it started to hit her. A roll of panic washed through her. The past mixed in with the present, making her breathing grow faster.
Suddenly, she wasn’t seeing Jared above her but his father.
No, no.
He’s dead.
It’s not his hands touching you. It’s not his lips on you.
