A Sinful Trap (Three Sinful Wishes 2)

Cam sighed. “I didn’t think about how the link would affect you.”

“Why would you?” she asked without a trace of judgment. “You didn’t believe mating was real a few days ago, the same way I didn’t believe in wishes a few months ago. I’m right, aren’t I? You thought if Davide wasn’t your mate, it couldn’t be real. That’s how much you love him, and it’s beautiful. What you have is what everyone deserves to have. So don’t tell me it isn’t everything.”

Cam met Davide’s gaze. There was love, yes, a lifetime’s worth and never in doubt. But now there was more. A longing for this woman who was trying so hard to put her own desires aside to do the right thing. Because even though it would cause her pain, that was who she was. And it was just one of the things they loved about her.

“You’re not wrong,” he finally managed. “But you’re not right either.”

“Oh?” Her eyes glimmered with unshed tears. “How did I pull that off?”

“You’re under the mistaken impression that love has limits,” Davide said.

Knowing there were no words they could say to make her believe them, Cam took her hand.

“Let us show you.” He could feel everything riding on this moment. “We have until the sun rises tomorrow to be together without expectations. Give us today. All of it. Let us show you how we feel. How it could be between the three of us.”

She licked her lips, her eyes filled with doubt—and an unmistakable glint of interest. “I’m trying to let you off the hook and you’re propositioning me?”

Davide kissed her shoulder, instantly on board with Cam’s impulsive plan. “Absolutely. Interested?”

Bailey hesitated. “Is it possible for us to…? Without making it official, I mean?”

Without marking her.

His wolf grumbled in denial but Cam squeezed her hand. “We can do anything, Bailey.”

She was weakening. He could feel it. “It’s not even noon yet.”

His shoulders shook with silent laughter. “Is that a human rule I didn’t know about?”

“An observation.”

“Let’s make a deal that, until tomorrow, time doesn’t matter. Rules don’t matter. Life-altering decisions don’t matter. Only pleasure. Only us.”

He sensed the moment she decided to say yes. There was a change to her scent, her heartbeat. It seemed contradictory, but he knew this was the only way to show her that what they had was more than she thought it was. That she meant more to them than she knew.

She’d been watching them for days, but now she would feel them. Know them in every way possible. Then she might finally be able to listen and believe.

“Bailey, I need you to say it out loud—that you know what we are and accept us. That you’ll let us touch you and taste you and make you come.”

She blew out an unsteady breath. “How could anyone say no to that?”

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes.”

Chapter Fourteen

“You’ve seen us naked,” Cam drawled. “I think it’s only fair you return the favor.”

Bailey’s hazel eyes were bright with excitement. “Here?”

“To start.” He slid a rough palm up her thigh, licking his lower lip at the soft feel of her. He wanted to touch her everywhere. “I’ve imagined you in this office you picked out for me. Where you watched us, thinking you were only dreaming when I told you to touch yourself.”

She moaned and he ran his fingers along the edge of her shorts, his cock already thick and straining the seam of his jeans. “Don’t worry. No matter how many times we make you come here, or where we decide to have you next, you’ll still end up in our bed before it’s over.”

“Oh my God.”

Was that a reaction to his promise, or the fact that Davide had gotten to his feet and was already stripping off his clothes?

“We were getting her undressed, remember?” Cam chastised with a grin.

“What can I say? I’m impatient.”

Bailey’s gaze dropped to Davide’s cock and she swallowed. “I can see that.”

“Beautiful, isn’t he?” Cam rumbled, enjoying her reaction to the sight of Davide’s unashamed arousal. “But we won’t let him distract us yet.”

“We won’t? Are you sure?”

She sounded so adorably unconvinced, he cupped her cheek and turned her face toward his. Her lips were parted, so he took the opportunity to explore their texture with his thumb. He needed to kiss her. Had it only been the day before yesterday? It felt like a hundred lifetimes since he’d gotten a taste of her lips before he’d had to let her go.

“What was I saying?”

“We can’t be distracted,” she whispered.

“I said that? Are you sure?”

His lips were on hers before she could answer. His wolf was impatient for her give in to him. She’d pulled away before, closed herself off from what they made each other feel, and he wanted it back. Needed her light to shine on him again.