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His hand trails from my chin down to my neck and I let out a whimper of need.
His voice is a lazy purr. “You know, I was worried I would break you but now I think you might like the darkness just as much as I do.”
“He already thinks you are broken. He sees you exactly for what you are.”
“Get out.” I growl. Whether it’s aimed at Royce’s voice or my stepbrother in front of me I have no idea. “Get out, get out, GET OUT!”
He raises his hands up in defeat, the blade still between his pointer and index finger glitters in the bedroom light. I hear the sound of thundering footsteps and Law’s voice yelling my name. I watch Ace casually put his body in front of the closed door, one foot coming to rest on the wood while the other stays planted on the floor only a moment before Law’s fist is pounding against the door.
“Thea?! What's going on? ” His voice is shaking with barely contained anger. The door rattles against his body. “God damn it, open the door!”
Ace seems to press back harder against it, raising an eyebrow at me, a silent dare to yell for help. One that I refuse to take and instead my lips stay stubbornly shut. We hold each other's eye contact, refusing to be the first person to break. It isn’t until Logan’s voice comes filtering through that Ace breaks it. He holds his finger up to his lips, a motion of silence before he’s moving past me. His gait confident and unhurried as he heads towards the window. I follow him with my whole god damn body, turning from the place on the floor until I'm facing the back of the room where the window sits flung open.
Ace casts one more look at me, thrown over his shoulder with a casual confidence. “You remember what I told you sis.” And with those words he uses the frame to hoist himself up and out the open space just as Law manages to kick the door in.
It isn't until Law is pulling me up off the ground that I realize Royce’s voice is no longer in my mind and I sink into the blissful silence.
Chapter Fifteen
Strangler Fig: “Starts its life in the branches of other trees and then smothers its host so completely that the older tree rots away, leaving only an empty shell.”
-Fez Inkwright,Botanical Curses and Poisons: The Secret Lives of Plants-
Logan
My eyes track Thea as she moves about the house doing her usual morning routine. Get coffee, put on a pair of our sweats and a tshirt, sit on the couch, stare off into the distance. It’s been like this since she came here but now? Now I can practically see her disappearing into herself. Ever since the argument between Law and Ace she can’t seem to pull herself free of whatever hole it put her into. But the same could be said for those two I suppose, they just show it in different ways.
My eyes track towards Ace’s workshop, the structure barely visible from the window that looks out over the pasture. He had disappeared in there awhile ago, right after Law went to check the horses leaving me with our little ghost. Thea had pleadedwith Law last night, asking him to talk to Ace and telling him Ace was doing it all as punishment for what he had said to her.
Law knows exactly what Ace was doing. He figured it out the moment he calmed down enough to be rational. But it doesn’t change that Ace said some truly cruel things to our girl. And now we have a divide in our group that I can’t let stand. I glance at the clock on the stove as a plan forms in my mind. I take the last sip of my coffee to hide the devious smile that spreads over my lips.
“Tink,” Thea turns her head towards me slowly. Her eyes clouded over with whatever memory she was being dragged under by before she blinks and she’s back. “I’m going to go talk to Ace real quick before I leave for work. I’ll come back to say goodbye, okay?”
She nods slowly before she starts rubbing at her thigh. The movement is one she’s done more and more lately and I can hazard a guess why. Which only makes this all the more important that my little plan works..
Dropping my empty cup in the sink I head out the backdoor and make my way towards Law first. I find him talking with our mare that still hasn’t made a move to walk. She’s stubborn, not unlike Thea.
“You’ve got to stand up someday.” He says softly. “Eventually I’m going to stop bringing you food and you are going to have to get up to take care of yourself.”
Leaning against the stall door I cross my arms and watch him as he strokes her gently. “You know you’d never stop feeding her.”
Law shakes his head with a soft huff. “Don’t tell her that, she needs to think I’m serious.” He stands up and brushes his hands down his well worn jeans. I can’t help allowing my eyes to travel up the length of his body, devouring every single inch of muscle. Where Ace and I have bodies made from the gym, Law has abody made from working on the ranch. “You need something Lo?”
I smirk coming off the wall and closing the distance between us. Circling my arms around his neck I drag him in for a swift kiss before pulling back from him. “What do you think you're doing?”
Trying for the best innocent look I can muster, I shrug and smile. “Nothing daddy, just wanted to make sure I got a kiss goodbye before I went to work.” My hands drop from around his neck and find his cock, half hard, pushing against his jeans. I give it a squeeze making sure it fully hardens before I step back. “I’ll see you later daddy!”
Law reaches out and grips my throat. He narrows his eyes before he’s walking us backwards into the main area of the barn. He pushes me against one of the support beams before releasing my throat and closing the mare’s stall door behind us. Law takes his time, meandering towards the wall of ropes on the back of the barn. I watch as he drags his hand across each one until he finds just what he’s looking for.
“You came looking for trouble.” He says as he makes his way back towards me.
“I would never!” I say with mock mortification.
Law snorts, stopping in front of me. “Strip.” I take my time, making sure I go as slow as possible peeling off my shirt and jeans. I don’t miss the hunger in eyes when he sees my cock bare.
When I’m fully naked, Law starts to tie, his hands work with precision and I watch as he gets lost in the process. He allows the silence to build around us and with it the sexual tension that is making me so hard its fucking painful. He finishes the last knot and steps back to admire his handy work before he moves out of my line of sight.
“You know, I’m glad you came out here. I have had something I’ve wanted to try with you for a while now.” My bodygoes tense immediately at his tone. When he comes back around he grabs the front of the harness he’s tied and leads me where he had disappeared to. My mouth drops open when I see the ropes from the ceiling.
