Page 30 of Captured By the Monsters
“Your face is an open book, Sera. Any of us can tell what you’re feeling by your expression,” he mused, his lips curving into his signature smirk. It made me scowl in response, hating that they knew everything simply because my face was too animated.
Sucking in a deep breath and pulling up my big girl panties, I blew out the air and admitted, “I was jealous at the thought of you all touching one another or someone else before me. I’m sorry.”
Sylan’s silver-sparked eyes bore into mine, radiating compassion and understanding. “You don’t have to apologize for how you feel, Sera. Does it make you feel any better to know we have not touched one another—or anyone else, for that matter? We have been waiting for our mate—and we only want you.”
His words sent a thrill down my spine, and I had to hold back the triumphant smile that wanted to grace my face instantly. “Oh, I thought… When I, um, touched your cocks together, you might have because of the groans of…satisfaction,” I trailed off in embarrassment, and Axton chuckled, making my cheeks tingle with a slight blush.
“We enjoyed it because you seemed to be enjoying it. Your pleasure brings us more fulfillment than you can imagine. And for the record—I love this possessive side of you, precious.”
His words brought me up short. I hadn’t even contemplated this, and now I felt a little foolish for my jealous reaction earlier. Thankfully, the end of his statement assuaged the embarrassment a bit. I was being possessive, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it to prevent myself from instinctually feeling that way.
I needed to figure out if I was going to give in fully to this dynamic, because I was doing none of us any favors with my indecision, but damn was all of this a tough pill to swallow in such a short time.
Straightening, I pushed myself off the floor, wrapping an arm around my naked stomach, suddenly feeling slightly chilled. My eyes darted to the bronze eyes currently gazing at my pebbled nipples, and instantly some of my fire returned.
“And what about you, Rowen? This entire time you’ve been smirking. Care to tell me what amuses you so? Or your problem with me in general with the distance you randomly put between us?”
The glee fizzled out of his eyes, which became shuttered and distant once more. Shocker. He turned away, and I knew he didn’t intend to answer me at all. Disappointment bloomed inside my chest at the dismissal.
I’d answered him truthfully when he asked me a question, but he couldn’t reciprocate? I quickly raced until I was in front of him, blocking his exit. He wasn’t leaving until we talked.
Whether Rowen liked it or not, we were hashing out our shit now.
