Her mind was not where I wanted it to be.
“Take. Off. Your. Clothes.”
“Evon. But what about—”
“After we fuck you, mate. After you scream. After you know who you belong to.”
Her mouth fell open. “But I already do. I need a computer. I want to—”
“No.” I was not used to one so defiant.
Rager chuckled and let go of her hand, stepping back to admire the delicious curves that would soon be on display. He had patience and saw amusement in the lack of mine.
“By the gods, Evon. Now?” I mentally scoffed at Liam’s tone. As if he’d ever not want Bella. He shrugged, the rise and fall of his shoulders the barest hint of movement in my peripheral vision. His mind was in the wrong place as well. We’d figure out what the fuck was going on. Later. Now we had to reconnect as a family, and that was with Bella. Because of her.
She was what pulled us together, made us one.
“Fine.” I saw the way Liam’s cock began to swell beneath the black pants he’d been given, knew he wasn’t giving in to the charges against him. He just had to get his mind on what was important. “But they dragged me out of here, down the hall bare assed, my balls hanging out. I need to clean up.”
He disappeared into the bathing room and I knew he’d return soon.
Or…not. An image of Bella naked and wet, covered in bathing oil and bubbles teased my mind with possibilities.
Hard nipples. Soft pussy. Round ass. Wet. All over.
With a growl, I rushed her and lifted her over my shoulder to follow Liam into the bathing room. The shower was already on, the running water flowing over Liam’s naked form.
Rager followed at a much more leisurely pace, his usual temperament back in full force at the pleasure he knew awaited. He was content to take it in any way I chose. He wasn’t picky or demanding as I was.
Liam turned in the stall, his body covered with water, his cock already hard. At the door, Rager began to undress, pulling his uniform tunic up over his head as I set Bella down on her feet.
She looked up at me, her breathing fast, her eyes dark with desire. Yes, now she was in the right mindset. “Evon.”
My name. Nothing more. No arguments or resistance. She didn’t try to hide from me, instead meeting my gaze with acceptance. Surrender.
Submission.
With a groan, I lifted my hands to her cup her face and kissed her, exploring with a ravenous appetite to taste, to conquer. I learned her flavor with my tongue.
When she clung to me, boneless and weak—and just from a kiss—I lifted my head and grinned. “I warned you, mate.”
A little V formed between her brows. “What?” The question sounded almost sleepy.
I lifted my hands to the neck of her cream tunic and ripped the offending fabric in half, exposing her heavy breasts, the delicate roll of her shoulders, the long, feminine line of her back. Her pants were next, forgotten scraps that landed in a heap on the floor. She stood naked but for a pair of soft boots lined with fur.
Her breathing was ragged, her hands at her sides. Yes, she was the one for us. She didn’t hide her body, but stood proud, stood powerful, knowing she affected us.
“Gods.” Liam’s gaze was transfixed on her round ass as he stroked his cock.
I shifted mine in my pants. If I stripped, this would be over too soon. She was that alluring, tempting, perfect. I might be the dominant one, but she had all the fucking power.
“You want that ass, brother?” I dropped to my knees before her and took her hands in mine, tugging her forward so that she was bent at the waist, her ass open and on display for Liam within the shower. “You can’t have it. Not yet.”
With a growl, Liam stepped out of the enclosure, sliding the screen aside and moved in behind her. His body was dripping with water, his cock hard and pointed straight at her, eager to fuck, pussy or ass. He pushed two fingers into her pussy. I watched Bella’s face, the way her eyes widened at Liam’s sudden intrusion, the way she gave over to it, reveled in what he was doing with just those digits.
“No, but I can have this,” he growled. “Her pussy is so fucking sweet.” Bella shook as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of her body, the wet, slippery sound of fucking making my cock jump as he grinned. Her breasts swayed with each shift of her hips. “She’s wet. So hot for us.”
Bella moaned and placed her hands on my biceps for balance, rested her cheek on my shoulder to gaze over at Rager as Liam continued to work her body like a master. Unable to resist, I used my hands to play with her breasts, the hard nipples hanging down toward the floor were a blatant invitation I could not deny.
Keeping one hand on her breast, I fisted the other in her hair and shifted her slightly so that just the back of her head rested on my shoulder, so she couldn’t help but look at Rager. “Fuck her mouth, Rager. You want his cock, don’t you, mate?”