Page 56 of The Reluctant Siren
Stupid fucking empathy.
She walked up to Jensen and put her hands on his cheeks.“Sir, I am emotional tonight and angry, and I still should never have said thatto you. I am sorry. Please forgive me.”
He stood there, a muscle in his jaw ticcing like a pulse. “Ican handle some words, Harlow.”
But it was so plain he couldn’t. Or rather he would pretendlike they didn’t mean anything but they did, and they would send him into hisshell. She’d gotten him to open up the first time around. Their relationshiphad been marked with incendiary passion and some spectacular fights, but therehad been moments when he talked about his brother and his family and how muchit hurt when his mom would bring home some guy and forget he and Tommy existed.How many times had she told him to suck it up and be a man?
She went on her toes and kissed him lightly. “I am stillsorry. You should talk. You should get it out and I should put my clothes backon and be an adult about this.”
Niall moved in behind her, whispering in her ear. “That’sthe woman I know. Good girl. And there’s no way I’m letting you put yourclothes back on. You know your safe word. Use it if you need to.”
She gasped as Niall lifted her up and tossed her onto thebed. She barely had time to breathe before he had her ankles in his hands andhe spread her legs wide after dragging her down the bed so her ass was almosthanging off.
“Good girls get treats.” Niall hauled his shirt over hishead and tossed it aside. “You going to safe word on me?”
She was caught between stubbornness and horniness. Not evenhorniness. Curiosity. Curious horniness. Did she want to go to the grave notknowing how it felt to be with Niall? Jensen damn near killed her and here shewas spreading her legs for another asshole who lied to her.
She felt her fists clench around the comforter. “No. I’m notgoing to use my safe word, but this changes nothing.”
“I know,” he said, a gravity to his tone. “We have to workfor that, and we will.”
She shook her head. “It won’t happen. I won’t forgive you.”
“Then you have nothing to fear.” He lowered his head downand put his nose right in her pussy.
She fought for breath. He rubbed himself against her like hewas reveling in her.
“You smell so fucking perfect,” Niall muttered against hermost intimate skin.
“That is way hotter than I thought it would be.” Jensenstood by the bed, his eyes on the place where Niall’s head bent over, histongue coming out for a long, luxurious lick. “She tastes like honey and sex. Ican still taste her on my tongue and it’s been two fucking years, man. Youshould be careful. She’s addictive.”
“I’ll risk it. I don’t mind being addicted to her.” Nialldidn’t move his head. He kept up the slow exploration of her pussy as hetalked, and every single word rumbled over her sensitive flesh.
It was hard to think while he was doing that. He was beingextremely thorough, and she realized she’d never once had a guy spend that muchtime down there. Sex with Jensen was quick and rough and exciting. It wasn’tlike there was never tenderness between them, but it wasn’t like this. This wasa man who was taking his time, who wanted to spend hours learning her body. Healready knew way too much about her soul.
Pleasure coursed through her as he sucked part of her labiabetween his lips, and she felt the press of his thumb against her clit. Shecould barely see. Barely breathe. It had been so long. So damn long, and thiswas way beyond the little pleasures he’d given her up to this point. Those hadbeen delivered with his fingers. This felt like so much more. It was more, andthe fact that Jensen was watching heightened the whole experience for her.
She opened her eyes and took him in. Jensen stood there, hisdark eyes down. His hair had grown and was slightly shaggy. It looked good onhim. His jaw was tight, and there was that impressive cock, tenting his jeans.
Were they really going to do this? Was she going to havethem both?
She could steal a couple of nights from them and still getout with her whole heart. She could do it.
“She’s so beautiful when she comes,” Jensen said. “Make hercome, brother. Make her come hard.”
The words seemed to work some magic on Niall. His tonguespeared her, going deep while his thumb rotated on her clit, pressing down andsending her over the edge.
It felt so good, so fucking perfect. She let go, not holdingback. She writhed and twisted on the bed as Niall and Jensen held her down,forcing her to take every lash of his tongue.
Heat bloomed, and she shouted out as she came.
Her whole body felt languid and perfect.
Niall stood, his hands on the fly of his jeans. “Tell me Ican have you.”
Asshole understood way too much. He was going to force herto say yes, to consent when it was so much easier to fall on top of her andtake her. She wouldn’t have to admit she truly wanted him, wanted both of them.Would watching her fuck Niall send Jensen away?
Yes, that’s why she would do it. To show Jensen she wasn’tgoing to be his perfect sub and come back to him after what he’d done to her.
