Page 48 of Rebels Rising

‘No,’ she denied, lifting an eyebrow at Bromm as he banged on his chest with his fist before turning back to me. ‘It’s just confusing. I don’t see you interact with anyone else the same way you’ve been interacting with me. One moment you’re you, and the next you’re someone completely new.’

I wanted nothing more than to withdraw into myself and act like this conversation wasn’t happening. I’d never been a feelings kind of guy, and I was more uncomfortable than I could remember being in a long time. On top of that, I felt cornered by both of them. Artemis was asking for upfront honesty and Bromm was egging her on. I knew he meant well, but I had spent my life rebelling against this kind of pressure, only then it had been my father.

But that was the key difference, wasn’t it,I mentally pointed out. These two people were the furthest thing from my father. They weren’t trying to control me, they were simply trying to understand me. The only person who had even come close to that was Henrik, and that was more of a living in the present sort of situation. He cared about who I was right now, not who I had been in the past.

That was also true for Artemis and Bromm.

If there was any time to come clean about my feelings, to take that leap of faith and pray to any deity that would listen that they wouldn’t let me fall, it was now. I was being given an opportunity here, and even though it was the most terrifying decision I’d ever had to make, I wasn’t the type of man to back down so easily.

I wanted Artemis, and this was my shot. I might not get another one.

That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to fall back on old habits, though. Humour had always been my shield, and that was now a part of who I was whether it was appropriate or not.

‘Tell me about it,’ I groaned. ‘You’re turning me into a new man, Artemis. Someone with…feelings,’ I confessed, keeping my chin held high even when my skin started to itch.

I could put myself in danger every day of the week, but baring my soul to not one buttwoindividuals? Kill me now…

‘What feelings?’ asked Artemis, her voice softer and breathier than before as she gazed at me with wide, curious, expectant eyes.

I closed my eyes and breathed deeply through my nose, letting myself feel my surroundings to ground myself in the moment. The magnetising force keeping me secure on the line. The sensation of Artemis’s soft, warm skin as her hand remained between mine. The sound of my heart beating a wild song inside my chest. The blood rushing through my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I found them both studying me with intent focus. Bromm watched on with a hopeful expression while Artemis seemed ready to jump out of her own skin from the wait. I decided it was time to put us all out of our misery.

‘I have feelings for you, Artemis. I want more than sex, I wantyou. I want to get to know you. I want to know what makes you tick, the things that you love, the things that you hate. I want to know how far I can push you beforeyou push back. I want it all with you, and that is the scariest thing I have ever told anyone because I’ve never wanted anything like this before.’

She didn’t answer for the longest time, and I held my breath as I waited. I was lightheaded by the time she spoke.

‘I think I want that too.’

My breath left my lungs in awhoosh, my relief almost knocking me off my feet. ‘Really?’

The smile she gave me was shy in a way that seemed out of character for her, but she quickly scrambled my brain by cupping my still-aching cocks. The juxtaposition wasn’t of her forwardness combined with her timidness had heat scorching through my body as she took turns rubbing each of my cocks through my jumpsuit, the thin layer of fabric the only thing separating us from the skin on skin contact I craved so much.

She leaned closer, tilting her head up so our lips were just barely brushing. ‘Really.’

I removed the rest of the space between us, pressing our mouths together in a heated kiss that fed my very soul. She moaned into my mouth and I heard Bromm mutter afuck yeahas he watched on.

As I bit down gently on Artemis’s plump bottom lip, some part of me was screaming that I couldn’t believe this was happening. The large part, however, was rushing straight to my groin. With two cocks to get hard, there wasn’t much blood left to circulate to my brain and the only thing I could do was chase the pleasure. I rocked my hips against her palm, needing more, needingher.

‘I need to fuck you, baby,’ I groaned into her mouth. ‘I can’t wait much longer.’

‘Then do it,’ she said, pulling back to strip out of her jumpsuit. It left her in nothing but a basic set of white underwear, the design plain yet the sight of her in them absolutely wrecked me. The stark contrast of the black against her smooth, olive-toned skin, the deeper colour of her nipples peeking through the fabric. The way it clung to her core, a large wet spot visibly outlining her lower lips. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to shove my tongue so deep inside and stay there forever.

She turned her head to the side to address Bromm as she traced little circles over the tips of my cocks through my jumpsuit, two wet patchesforming to match hers. Her finger lifted away for a brief moment, a thick string of my precum keeping us connected.

‘Strip,’ she ordered, her tone leaving no room for disobedience. He moaned as he hurried to obey, tossing his clothes into the pile that was accumulating on the line behind him.

‘Good boy,’ she praised as her eyes leisurely perused his naked form, and even I let out a little whimper at the dominance she was displaying. I’d never seriously considered the possibility of allowing a woman to dominate me, but it was hotter than I could have imagined.

‘Come here,’ she demanded, crooking a finger towards Bromm. He obeyed, his steps sure and eager as he moved close enough that my arm brushed against his with every breath.

Artemis cupped his jaw with one hand and held his beard spread open with her fingers. Then she leant down and captured his mouth in one of the most sensual kisses I had ever seen, all the while still using her other hand to stroke my cocks. I wanted to be naked, too, but the thought of her stopping even long enough for me to remove them was enough to stop me.

I wondered if she was going to order me about, too. I never thought I’d say this, but I would gladly submit to her in any way she desired.

She could Domme me any day.

CHAPTER 15

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