Page 79 of Silent Oaths
Thebrothers exchange a look.Theodoreleans back in his chair, which could easily be mistaken for a throne, his fingers steepled in front of him as he studies me. “We’llgo get them.”
Ihesitate for just a second before nodding in agreement.
* * *
Wearrive at my apartment,and the brothers follow me inside.It’sclear they’re not particularly comfortable here—it’s small, not the kind of place people like them are used to, but they don’t complain.
AsIstep inside, a tinge of sadness hits me.It’sstrange to be back.Ihaven’t been here in months, and the familiar sight of my little sanctuary feels almost foreign now.Thingsdon’t feel the same.I’vebeen away so long, and so much has changed.Imiss it, though.Imiss the freedom, the space to breathe.Butmost of all,Imiss the lifeIhad before all of this.
Ipush the feeling aside, focusing on the task at hand.Ibegin sifting through the boxes of filesI’vecollected over the years, trying to find the documents about theSotelofamily.
Thebrothers work quietly, flipping through books and files, each of them engrossed in their own thoughts.
AsI’mflipping through the papers, my eyes drift to them.Theodoreis hunched over a pile of documents at my dining table, his sharp features softened in concentration.Maxwellis sitting on my small couch with his feet propped up on the coffee table, focused on a book.Julianis leaning against the wall in the living area, eyes scanning the room, like he’s always watching for danger.
Ican’t help myself.Itake a moment to just look at them.Reallylook.They’rethe reasonI’min this mess, and yet, they’re also the ones who make my heart race in waysIcan’t explain.
Theodoresuddenly looks up, catching me staring at him.Asmirk curves at his lips as he leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine. “Oh,Siren,” he murmurs. “It’sokay to like what you see.”
Heatrises in my chest, andIquickly look down at the papers in front of me, my heart pounding in my ears. “I—Iwasn’t…”Itrail off, feeling a little embarrassed.
Theodorechuckles darkly. “Youdon’t have to be shy about it.”Helets out a breath and leans back, running a hand through his blond hair. “Weall know what you want.”
Maxwellglances up, a smirk pulling at his lips. “Youcan’t keep pretending like you’re not enjoying this,Starling.”
Ishift uncomfortably, my fingers curling into the papers in front of me, trying to focus on anything other than the tension rising in the room.
It’simpossible.
“I’mjust here to find answers,”Imanage to say.
“Andyou will,”Julianchimes in, pushing himself off the wall and striding over to whereI’msitting on the floor.Hekneels, gently pinching my chin between his fingers and lifting my face to meet his gaze.
Everyinstinct in me screams to close my eyes, to break the intense connection, butIforce myself to stay grounded.
Histhumb brushes over my lips, and a shiver runs through me at the touch.Heatrushes through my body like it has been there all along.
“Erestan hermosa,” he murmurs. “Comoun ángel caído del cielo.Nosotrosno merecemos algo así.”
(Likean angel fallen from the sky.Wedon’t deserve something like that.)
Heslides his finger into my mouth, andIinhale sharply, the sudden intrusion making my pulse spike.
“Suck,” he commands.
Iobey, my lips wrapping around his thumb asIswirl my tongue around it.
“Ithink about this perfect mouth wrapped around my cock all the time, mi corazón,” he whispers.
Heremoves his finger, a small trickle of saliva trailing down my chin.Mylegs close to relieve the pressure building in my core.
Theodorewatches us from the side with a dark gleam in his eyes.Ilook up at him for a moment, and that’s enough for him to give me an order.
“CrawltoMaxwell,Siren.”
Ishift onto my knees, the coldness of the floor biting at my skin, my body following the order without question.It’snot likeIhave a choice.
Maxwell’seyes widen in anticipation, his legs spread wide.He’ssprawled back on the couch, every inch of him exudingsex.Hischest rises and falls with each breath, his posture relaxed but with a predator’s focus.
