Page 137 of The Obedient Lie
I wrapped my arms around myself, nerves tightening in my chest.
“I’ll sleep here,” I said, nodding toward the middle, “but nothing happens. Okay?”
They didn’t say anything at first.
Just looked at me.
Like I’d handed them something sacred. Or broken.
“Promise,” I added quickly, my voice stronger this time. “You both have to promise.”
Luca’s mouth twitched first. Then Bastion’s.
“Oh, baby…” Bastion drawled, dragging a hand through his hair. “You think we’d let it happen that easy?”
Luca leaned forward, arms resting on his thighs, eyes sharp like a blade dressed in velvet.
“You’ll beg first.”
The blood drained from my face.
“What?” I said, blinking.
“You heard him.” Luca’s tongue swept across his lower lip, slow and deliberate. “We’ll make youreallybeg, sweetheart. Before we ever touch.”
Bastion smirked, his voice low and warm like silk over something darker. “On your knees. On your back. Doesn’t matter. You’ll be the one asking.”
My stomach twisted.
It wasn’t what they said — not really.
It was how they said it.
Like they’d already pictured it.
Lived it.
Like they werewaitingfor it.
I backed up half a step, shaking my head.
“Jesus,” I whispered, pressing a hand to my chest. “You two are insane.”
“Only about you,” Bastion said, reaching for the blanket and folding it down.
Luca scooted back, opening the middle space like it had always been mine.
“Come to bed with your twins, baby,” he murmured.
“We’ve waited all night.”
I swallowed hard.
My pulse waseverywhere.
I climbed in slowly, pulling the blanket up to my shoulders, refusing to meet either of their eyes. My body was rigid, heart hammering.
They didn’t touch me. Didn’t even try.
