Page 20 of Tainted Truth

“What was the point? Explain it to us, Spence,” Zane pleads.

My lips pinch together.

Zane narrows his gaze. “Make no mistake, Angel, you’re ours. If you want the male population to stay at its current number, you will not flirt with every man that crosses your path.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do, Zane Kingston!”

“He’s right, Mama. No flirting.”

My hands dig into the flesh at my arms. “You’re. Not. The. Boss. Of. Me.” I emphasize each word. “And where do you get off telling everyone I’m your girlfriend? We’ve never talked about it. You can’t just claim me like that.”

“We can and we did.” Rio steps up to my side and pushes my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck to him. He brings his mouth to my ear and whispers, “You know you love it, Mama.”

How dare they!

Unable to hold back the question dancing on my tongue, I blurt out, “Whose clothes are in your closet?”

“What?” Zane and Rio ask together, befuddled.

“The damn woman’s clothes in Zane’s closet. Whose are they? Do you really expect me to wear clothing from your past hookups? And let’s not forget y’all fucking kidnapped me!” Anger, mixed with hurt, drips from my tone.

“The clothes are yours,” Zane answers plainly.

My brows pinch together. “Huh?”

Rio’s voice grows soft. “We bought them for you, Spencer. We knew you’d end up at our house eventually and wanted you to feel welcome.”

“You bought them for . . .” My voice trails off.

“You, Angel. They’re yours.”

“But how?—”

Zane exchanges a knowing look with Rio and says, “I’ve had my hands on your body multiple times. You think I wouldn’t be able to guess your size?”

Rio beams at me. “As for the supposed ‘kidnapping,’ let’s call it what it really is: a sleepover. We’re testing out what it’s like to live together, and I think it’s going good so far. Yeah, there’s been some handcuffs involved, but those will go away soon, and we’ll be one big happy family.”

Zane and Rio take advantage while I stand there stunned in silence.

They sandwich me between them, and goosebumps spread over my skin. I try to keep my mind clear, but then Rio kisses his way down my neck. I gasp, and Zane trails his finger down my left arm.

“Give in, Angel.” Zane hooks his finger under my chin and turns my head his direction. “Be angry all you want, but at the end of the day you belong to us.”

Zane seals his lips to mine in a demanding kiss. I open my mouth to him when his tongue swipes at the seam of my lips. Zane lets out a deep groan when his tongue gets a taste of me. He dominates my mouth while his hand wraps around my throat.

Zane pulls away and turns to Rio, giving my neck a small squeeze. “How wet is she?”

Rio smiles as his tattooed hand unbuttons my pants and disappears in my panties. His eyes light up when he discovers what I already know.

I’m drenched, and it’s just from their simple touches, gentle words, and a kiss.

I squirm as Rio drags his fingers back and forth along my slit. When his hands leave my panties, he holds his fingers up to show Zane.

Zane leans forward, takes Rio’s fingers into his mouth and sucks.

Rio groans. “That was mine to taste.”

Zane’s tone turns assertive. “You can lick her next time. Right now, she’s going to come on my fingers.” Then they work together, on either side of me, pulling my jeans and panties down to my ankles.

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