Bound by Their Kisses(15)

Just as they arrived, the song changed to a slower ballad and Zander pulled her into his arms. The feel of his body against hers, his muscular arms holding her tightly didn’t do much to calm her already awakened libido. The press of his thick cock to her lower belly left no doubt that he appreciated the closeness as well. Tessa’s body responded in fashion. Her nipples hardened to tender points that only grew more sensitive pressed to his hard chest. The juncture between her thighs grew moist, letting her know that despite her brain being against a relationship with the two men, her body was all over the possibilities.

“Relax, Tessa. You’re entirely too tense. I’m not going to jump you here on the dance floor.” Zander’s whispered words did little to ease the torture he was inflicting on her body just by touching her.

“It’s hard,” she hissed back.

“Yeah, well. I’m a healthy male who is attracted to you in the worst way. Just because I’ve got a hard-on doesn’t mean I can’t control myself.” His soft chuckle told her that he’d deliberately misinterpreted her words.

“Asshole. You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Face it, kitten. You’re ours. We’re going to claim you no matter how much of a fight you put up. All you’re doing by resisting is making the chase that much more fun and the ultimate catch so much sweeter.”

“Why? Zander? Why me? You’ll get tired of me in no time, and then there I’ll be, alone and having to pick myself up again. No. Not going to happen. I swore I’d never let another man use me and then toss me aside.” She tried to jerk out of his arms, but he tightened his grip just enough to keep her from pulling away.

“That’s it. We need to talk. We can wine and dine you later.” Zander grasped her hand in a tight grip before walking off the dance floor back to where they’d left Tag only minutes before.

Tag saw them coming and stood up with a frown on his face. “What’s wrong?”

“Let’s go. We’ve got to settle this before we can go any farther,” Zander told him.

Tag’s half smile didn’t settle Tessa’s pounding heart one bit. He looked almost gleeful at the prospect of settling things. Somehow she was sure he would take great pleasure in watching her squirm during the impending conversation. Why were they so insistent on claiming her as their slave or submissive or whatever they wanted to call it? They hardly knew her and she hadn’t given them any reason to, nor had she encouraged their interest in her.

Tessa couldn’t deny how their insistence that she was perfect for them thrilled her inside, but it didn’t mean it was true. Did it? Was she really a submissive person? Maybe she was to them but only because of how she felt for them. Maybe giving a little to them wasn’t the same as her letting her ex control it all.

By the time they’d made it outside, Tessa was exhausted. Between worrying over what the two men had in mind and trying to squeeze between all the people while keeping up with Tag and Zander, it was a wonder she could even walk straight.

Once they were back in the truck, her in the middle of course, she tried to calm her nerves. That went right out the window with Tag and Zander’s next exchange.

“Where are we going?” Tag asked as he started the truck.

“Home. To our place,” Zander told him.



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Tag smiled. Really smiled. He could feel his face tighten with it. They were taking her to their new place. The one they would all three share once they got Tessa on board. It was the right place to have this conversation, and he was glad Zander felt the same way.

“M–maybe we should go back to my place or we could go to the diner and talk. That’s a good place to talk. There won’t be many people there at this time of night.” Tessa’s nervous chatter didn’t get on his nerves like most women’s did. It was one of the reasons Tag knew she was the right one for them.

“We need complete privacy for this conversation, baby girl,” he told her.

“I don’t think this is a good idea, guys. Please take me home.” Tessa’s voice had changed.

Tag looked over at her and saw that she was staring straight ahead with a blank expression on her face. Hell no. They weren’t taking her home until they had this settled. She was already pulling inside herself—away from them. Wasn’t fucking going to happen.

Twenty minutes later they pulled down the long drive to the house they’d had built. It didn’t have a lot of furniture yet since they wanted Tessa to decorate however she wanted to, but it had enough for what they needed to do. When they pulled into the three-car garage, Tessa finally seemed to wake up from whatever trance she’d been in.