"Tate … " Eric warned.
The big guy shrugged. "Just being honest."
"Sometimes too much. Wouldn't you rather kiss her?"
A wicked grin crossed Tate's square face. "Absolutely."
Belle smiled up at him. Her shining dark eyes silently said that his eagerness both amused and endeared her. As Tate swooped down and captured her mouth in a ravenous kiss, she moaned and met him, opening to his need.
Kell could almost see them begin to heal the wrongs of that night in Dallas and start to bond. He gritted his teeth. Fuck, he wanted to be with them. In the past, he'd always believed that he used Eric and Tate as cover so he wouldn't have to be responsible for any woman. Now he realized he liked being a part of this weird family. He didn't want cover; he wanted partners. He wanted this woman.
He couldn't have them, of course. He couldn't trust anymore. Truthfully, he didn't even know how to try. But that didn't stop him from wishing he could bond with them.
For a moment, he considered walking out. These three didn't need him. Leaving later, after he'd tasted Belle, would only hurt more.
As Tate ended the kiss with a little growl, Eric placed a hand on her bare hip possessively and swiveled her in his direction. "What do you say, Kell? You want to teach her how to suck a cock?"
His breath nearly left his body. He'd likely had a hundred subs get to their knees before him, but the thought of Belle being there threatened to unman him.
Shit, he had to get out of here now. If he were a strong man, he would tell Tate and Eric to care for her always, never to let anything come between them. Then he'd exit stage left so he could keep his soul intact.
His feet wouldn't move. They were planted here, along with his fucking cock, which didn't care that he would be devastated later. It only knew that she was here and she was naked and that he wanted her more than his next breath.
Just a couple of nights. That was all he could have.
"Belle, do you want this?" The words fell out of his mouth.
"Do you?" She bit her lip nervously.
She doubted her appeal? After the way he'd treated her in Dallas, no wonder. Remorse lashed him. He'd shoved his baggage on her. For the hundredth time, he wished he'd handled that night better. Since he'd been an ass then, all he could do was try to reassure her now.
Kell brought her close and cupped her face in his hands. "I've never wanted anyone more. But I'm leaving this up to you."
"Then yes. I'm nervous, though. What if I'm not any good at it?"
"We'll teach you." Tate smiled her way. "I'm a really patient tutor. Ask Eric. I got him through Algebra II. But this will be way more fun. I'm going to like grading your homework."
Tate's humor broke the tension in the room for a moment, and Kell rolled his eyes, then grinned affectionately. "Crazy nerd."
With a shrug of his big shoulders, Tate smiled. "You know me … "
Kell did, and his friend would treat Belle the way she deserved. For now, he was just glad they were all allowing him this opportunity, this moment.
"All right, then. Come with me, Belle. The only thing I require is your promise to tell me if you're uncomfortable at any time." He gave her an expectant look.
"I promise," she murmured.
"Good. I want this to be pleasant for you."
He settled back on the chaise while Eric and Tate brought her forward. She was a beautiful, luscious gift, and he couldn't be more thankful they were giving her to him-at least for now.
"On your knees, Annabelle," Kell instructed. "Unzip my pants and take my cock in hand. Unlike our overeager friend there, I want you to undress me."
Belle fell to her knees, her hands shaking just a little. Something inside him softened. Kell had grown so accustomed to subs who performed this task simply because they liked turning over their power or wanted their itch scratched in return. This meant something to her.
He took her hands in his own. "Are you scared?"
The thought that she might be afraid of him crushed Kell. He couldn't accept her love, but he wanted her trust. It was imperative she knew that he would shelter and protect her.
"I'm nervous. I've wanted to be with you all for months. I never imagined you'd want me back."
"Why not?" He frowned.
She shrugged and couldn't quite meet his gaze. "We come from different worlds. I was your secretary."
"Office manager," he corrected with a little smile.
Her lips, swollen from kissing, curled up. Kell wanted to feel them on his own. Before he could bend to her, she said something that shocked him to the core.