Page 27 of For Wrath and Redemption
I march toward the bedroom with every intention of forcing an NDA and condoms on the participants, but when I step through the door and flip on the light, I see red.
Jonah is on my bed.
He’s on my bed, and he’s naked, with his dick shoved down the throat of an equally naked blonde woman. But that’s not what freezes me in my tracks and steals the air from my lungs. No. It’s the naked brunette woman the blonde woman is straddling that does that. The naked brunette who has her face shoved between the blonde woman’s thighs.
He’s having a fucking threesome on my bed, and all I can think about are the...juices...that are probably on my duvet. All that foreign DNA. It’s going to be all wet and weird.
Just...ew.
I stare with my mouth gaping as Jonah looks at me lazily. Eyeshooded and lips swollen, hand fisted in the blonde woman’s hair as she gags around him.
“Trouble. I’ve been waiting for you.”
9
CLAIRE
The shiverhis deep voice coaxes from my body is enough to snap me out of my trance, and my face folds into a scowl.
“Get your orgy off my bed!”
I screech the sentence, and the women jump at my intrusion, but Jonah grins. He reaches over the blonde’s body and smacks her ass cheek. When she yelps, the sound is gargled, smothered by his dick.
“There’s room for you,” he taunts, then he pulls out of the blonde’s throat and wraps his hand around what I’m sure is a very slobbery erection. “You can be next.”
It takes everything in me not to trail my eyes down his sweaty, tattooed torso to his crotch. Barely two days and already this man has had his cock in his hand twice in my presence. The thought makes me lightheaded, and then my anger returns.
The eager expression that takes over his face as I walk toward him boosts my confidence. He actually thinks I’m going to take him up on his invitation. And he’sexcitedabout it.
Idiot.
I close the distance until my thighs are pressed to the mattress and I’m inches from his chest. He’s kneeling on the bed, so he’s got over a foot on me, but I tilt my chin up and meet his gaze. His full lips are curved in a wolfish smile that transforms his face. Jonah’s an attractive man anyway, but this smile makes him deviously sexy. It’s almost enough to make me forget that there’s oral sex taking place a foot fromwhere I’m standing and his bare dick is jutting between us coated in the blonde woman’s saliva.
Almost.
I force a smile that mimics his, just so I don’t sneer at him, then I hook my index finger in the leather necklace he’s wearing. Slowly, I pull his face down until our lips are almost touching. He smells like alcohol, but there’s also a hint of some expensive cologne that gives me pause. For a fraction of a second, I want to press my nose to his chest and smell him. I want more of it. When he wraps the hand not on his dick around my waist, I almost say fuck it and do it.
But then I blink away the disturbing thoughts and push forward.
“Jonah Hendrix,” I whisper sweetly. His grip on my waist tightens, and my breath hitches just the slightest bit.
“Yeah, Claire Davis?”
I brush the tip of my nose against his, then speak to him like a lover would. Pillow talk.
“I find you absolutely repulsive. The only way you’d get me at the end of your dick was if I were dead, and you were committing another felony.”
He chuckles. I drop his necklace, take a step back, and turn to face the women. Their eyes are already on me, and as weird as it is, I’m glad that I don’t have to go out of my way to get their attention. Having to interrupt yet another sex act would be an inconvenience.
“Ladies. Did you sign a non-disclosure agreement?”
I try not to focus on the fact that the brunette’s whole face is glistening with the blonde’s arousal, and they’re both completely naked. I can still see their big breasts in my periphery, and I hate to admit it, but it makes me self-conscious. So Jonah likes women with big boobs. Typical.
They look at each other, then back at me before the brunette speaks.
“Um...no?”
“For fuck’s sake, Hendrix.” I shoot him a glare and find him staring at me with narrowed eyes. “You don’t have them sign NDAs?”
