Double Inferno (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 2)

“That is why you’re here. I have a few questions for you,” he said, and immediately Matt sensed her uneasiness. She clasped her hands again and shifted on the couch. He kept his hand on her thigh, the one on top, as she recrossed her legs.

“First, we need to know that you feel what we feel. We’re both attracted to you, Paula, and have been for quite some time. But we have needs. Those needs may seem hard and perhaps even extreme sometimes, but we understand you’re much younger than us and Matt has a lot of patience.”

“What about you?” she asked.

He looked at her body and Matt took the opportunity to caress her thigh.

“I am not a patient man. When I want something, I take it. I tend to be serious and demanding. You need to know that and understand that when I tell you to do something it’s not a request. In fact, it is a demand.”

“So you expect me to jump when you say ‘jump’ or do something uncomfortable in public if you tell me to?” she asked, and he shook his head.

“No. Matt and I are asking for you to give us all of you. We want you to trust in us to the point that when we ask you to do something you do it without question and without hesitation, but keep in mind we will not ask you to do anything degrading. This is not a game.”

“Like what?”

“She needs an example, Tyler.” Matt never let his eyes leave Paula’s.

“Your behavior at Dixie Chix was unacceptable the other night. You should have never gone by those men. It is not your job to socialize with the patrons. We checked,” Tyler stated firmly, and Paula’s eyes widened then she swallowed.

“If you belonged to us, then I would have taken you somewhere immediately and punished you for your lack of thinking. Your job is to protect what is ours and that includes your body.”

She shook her head and stood up.

“No, no I can’t do that,” she stated with her head down and began to walk away. Matt stopped her by touching her waist. He reached under her chin and tilted her face toward him so he could see into her light-green eyes.

“You can’t trust us?” he asked her.

“I don’t know either of you. This is a mistake. I thought I knew what I wanted, what I need, but I don’t. I can’t just trust you both. I can’t give up control of me like that.”

“Why not?” Tyler asked before Matt had a chance to.

“Why not?” Matt demanded to know when she didn’t answer his brother.

“You’ll hurt me,” she whispered with her eyes closed.

Matt looked at Tyler, and he hoped his brother understood what to do.

There was silence and then Tyler’s strong, deep voice laced with Texan accent sounded. “Paula, come to me now.” He released her, and she turned toward Tyler. Tyler held her eyes and kept a serious facial expression.

“Now. Do not make me ask again.”

She walked toward him with her head down. When she was standing in front of him, he uncrossed his arms.

“Look at me.”

She opened her eyes.

“I understand that trust is something earned. You will be sharing your fears and your past with us sooner rather than later. But for now, we are willing to be patient to an extent. I’m going to give you an idea about what it will be like to belong to us. I guarantee there is much pleasure, even if some pain is inflicted first.”

She took a deep breath. Matt watched her chest. The urge to touch her and even taste her was tugging at him.

“Raise your hands up and cross them behind your head. Now,” he ordered, and she immediately did as she was told.

“Spread your feet apart. Further,” he added when she only moved a few inches.

Matt could see the definition in her arms and in her legs. Her breasts pushed out, revealing more cleavage. Her short skirt brushed across her tan, toned thighs.

“Look at me and focus on the sound of my voice.” Tyler moved a little closer to her and reached out to touch her cheek with his index finger. He gently glided it down her jaw to her lower lip.