Page 58 of The Reluctant Siren
“Then be a proper sub when we’re playing,” Jensen offered.“If this is all the time we get, then give us something to think about for therest of our miserable lives. Be the sub I know you can be. Do you know why youcrying melts me every time? Why I’ll spank that pretty ass of yours wheneveryou let me? I’ll do it because when you cry in front of me, I feel like I meansomething to the world. I feel like I’m not a fucking gun that’s pointed andwaiting to go off. It’s the same reason I’ve been friends with Niall for mostof my life. Because he didn’t look at me like I was muscle without a brain or asoul. He gave a damn about me, and when you cried I could pretend you did, too.Earlier, that is. I know you cared about me before. I fucked that up and I acceptwhatever you decide to do, but if this is all we ever get from the only womanI’ll ever love, then I want these days. I want to pretend to be your Dom. Andif you maybe want to get rid of Ni…”
She growled.
“And I want to share you with my best friend,” Jensenamended.
At least one good thing was coming out of this.
“It doesn’t mean anything,” she replied but in a muchgentler tone. “I can play a part because maybe I need to know, too, but itwon’t change the outcome. I won’t ever be able to trust you again.”
He was going to gamble. Gamble that Jensen could be swayedwith seeing how good it could be to share her. Gamble that her heart couldsoften over time. Gamble that they didn’t kill each other while they were stuckin this house.
He might lose half his soul because he got the feeling ifshe walked away, it would also be the end to the most important friendship ofhis life.
“I’ll take that chance.” He pulled his body up so he couldfeel the heat of her pussy on his cock. “Harlow, I want ground rules. I don’twant to ask permission for every touch.”
“I have a safe word,” she replied softly. “I know how to useit. If you’re talking about kissing me now, do it. I’m so angry with the bothof you that I can’t stand it. I’m angry at the world, so mad at myself. Give mesomething to not be angry about. One thing in this whole wretched day. You andhim. I want you both, and then I want to sleep here and we’ll pretend like I’mnot going to walk away at the end of this.”
He could do that since he happened to know that sometimespretending was a good way to make something real. He leaned down and pressedhis lips to hers, kissing her gently before she opened her lips and let himinside. Their tongues slid alongside each other, mingling and mating, while hiscock throbbed and he took in every sensation of being against her body. The wayher breasts felt against his chest. How he nestled between her legs. How hecould feel Jensen’s hands moving on her, stroking her like he was a part ofwhat was happening. Because he was. It was the most intimate moment of Niall’swhole fucking life, and he wanted more.
He wanted to fuck their girl and then watch Jensen do thesame and then sleep with her in between them. He wanted to wake up with themand plan days with them.
But first he had to show them this could work.
He let the thought go because he wanted to live in thismoment. To be present as he connected their bodies. He managed to roll thecondom on, his eyes on her breasts and the way Jensen was still holding herwrists. His best friend’s nose nuzzled her neck and he licked her there, bitingdown gently and sending tremors through her body.
Then he didn’t care because he lined his cock up and startedto work his way in. So fucking tight and hot and wet for him. She was ready.Despite the anger, she wanted them. And he had to believe this wasn’t merelysex. He had to. He pressed in until she’d taken all of him.
She took a long breath and then her hips rolled. Though shecouldn’t move much since Jensen was holding her down. It seemed to do somethingfor her because her eyes lit and she pressed her pelvis against him, forcinghis cock slightly deeper. “That’s what I want.”
Then he would give it to her. He pulled out and thrust backin, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head from the pleasure of it.His body felt electrified as he began to fuck her. He stared down, watching asher eyes went wide and she dragged in breath. He put a hand around her neck—theway he’d seen Jensen do it. Gentle, with little pressure but enough to remindher he was in charge.
She flushed and then writhed beneath him, her pussy clampingdown and sending him over the edge. He lost some of his control, his hipsthrusting with wild abandon as they both came.
He loosened his hold and laid himself down on her, kissingher neck and feeling better than he had in months. It was all out in the openand she had still let him in.
For now.
“Feeling better, princess?” He kissed her lazily as he askedthe question.
“Yes, but I think we have another problem. There is a hugecock pressing into my backside, and I’m pretty sure if he doesn’t get reliefsoon, he might die.”
“My dick might fight its way out of these pants, and thenI’m screwed because I don’t have my gym bag like Niall does,” Jensencomplained. “Baby, come on. I need you. I can’t stand another second. Niall,get me a condom.”
He already had one. He thought ahead. This was the con. Thesex was the pro, but having to get his ass up to help his friend have sex wasthe definite con. They needed to do this thing together so they could allcuddle and go to sleep after. Still, he hauled his ass up and then dragged herwith him.
Jensen shoved his boxers down and wrapped the condom aroundthat big dick of his.
“Ride him, baby.” Niall guided her to straddle Jensen andwatched as she took him inside.
Niall sat back and enjoyed the show.
* * * *
Jensen woke up as the early morning light snuck inthrough the cracks in the curtains, and it took him a minute to realize hewasn’t alone in his bed in Dallas. At first a bit of panic set in. He reachedfor his gun. It was always close.
He couldn’t find it.
“Hey, it’s okay,” a soft voice said.
