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She was concentrating so hard on the burgeoning of another orgasm that she barely noticed Finn wriggle from beneath her until she heard him grunt, and felt Eleanor’s delight as he pushed back into Meinrad. The big man sucked a harsh breath in response, but never missed a beat in his hammering of Jill’s sex.

The mesmerising rhythm of the three of them thrusting and retreating, thrusting and retreating together, built and expanded until it reached the point of no return and they all tumbled over the edge into orgasm like dominoes, Jill going first, pulling Meinrad along with her just as Finn grunted his release into Meinrad. For the briefest moment, Jill was certain she could feel Eleanor expanding within her to fill every single lust-heated cell of her body and even more beyond. For a second, Jill felt like she could no longer be contained within the walls of her own flat, within the walls of her building, within the expanse of London that was Shoreditch. Just when fear threatened the experience, she found herself back on the floor of her lounge crushed beneath the two men, sweaty and wet and drowsy from seriously hot sex, demon-possessed sex.

But before she could settle into post-coital bliss, Finn broke the spell. ‘I need a shower.’ He stood quickly, and Jill felt as though something had been ripped from her.

‘Shit,’ Meinrad said, as they watched him disappear into the bathroom.

‘He’s jealous,’ Eleanor said softly. ‘That’s all. He’s jealous. Don’t worry, Jill. He’ll get over it.’

‘But I thought he wanted me to … us to, or I never would have,’ Jill said out loud.

Meinrad placed a kiss on her cheek, then sat up and began to dress. ‘He doesn’t know what the hell he wants since you came into the picture, love. And anyway, I shouldn’t have asked. It’s just that it’s never been like this before. He was never like this with Lisa.’

Inside her, it was as though Eleanor had just convulsed. She felt a tidal wave of emotions that nearly took her breath away. But she spoke over the discomfort. ‘Lisa? Did Eleanor possess her?’

Meinrad looked suddenly pale, paler even than he usually was. ‘Look, Jill, I have to go. I didn’t mean to cause problems. I’m sorry.’ As she stood to walk him to the door, he placed a quick kiss on her cheek and hurried to let himself out, leaving her standing in nothing but her mussed skirt in the middle of her lounge. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard the shower come on.

‘Go back to bed,’ Eleanor said softly. ‘He’ll be all right. You’ll see.’

She was too tired to argue with Eleanor, and sleep would be a far better way of coping with the swirl of emotions she felt right now than angsting them out while waiting for Finn to get over it. She suspected that Eleanor might be giving her just a little nudge in the sleep department, but she was OK with that at the moment.

She didn’t know how much later it was when Finn slipped into bed next to her and pulled her possessively into a spoon position. Or perhaps she only dreamed it.





Chapter 12


‘I wasn’t comfortable with it. I wasn’t at all comfortable with it,’ Finn was saying.

‘It was beautiful. It was exquisite for all of us,’ came Eleanor’s reply. ‘And I’ve never felt you come so hard.’

There was a long silence, in which Jill realised, once again, that she was dreaming. This time they were in her bedroom. Like before, Eleanor was using her body, lying there on the bed next to Finn. And Jill, well, she was bound, just like she had been in the previous dream. Only this time, Jesus, this time she was bound and suspended above her own bed, like a giant bird, arms tied behind her back, legs bent and open wide. She was just high enough that if either of them reached out to her they would have been able to touch her with their fingertips. But they didn’t seem to notice her there at all.

‘I think you came so hard because you were uncomfortable with the situation,’ Eleanor said, leaning in and brushing a kiss across his stubbled cheek.

‘You can think what you want,’ Finn said. ‘He could have hurt her.’

‘Oh, now you’re just being ridiculous. You know that he wouldn’t hurt her. Meinrad above all the people in Sole Alliance knows how not to hurt someone if they don’t want to be hurt. Though I’m not entirely sure our Jill doesn’t like being hurt, at least just a little bit.’

Finn didn’t respond this time, and for a second Jill wondered if he’d fallen back asleep. Then Eleanor said. ‘It’s not that you don’t want Meinrad to hurt her, Finn. It’s that you don’t want anyone else to have her. Why don’t you admit it?’ She leaned close to his ear and Jill had to strain to hear what was said. ‘But you melted when she asked your permission. Don’t think I didn’t notice that. You want to control her.’