I had my head between my thighs when the door opened. If terror had a sound, it was what escaped my throat. This was it.
Arms closed around me and lifted me, but I still couldn’t open my eyes. I didn’t need to. When he pulled me tight against the warm wall of his chest, his scent surrounded me. “You remembered.”
He didn’t reply, but arms tightened around me as he walked. When I finally found the courage to open my eyes, I saw candles. Lots of them lit the way to wherever he was carrying me.
“The lights will be on soon. You’re safe.”
I almost snorted. He needed a reminder of our roles and why I was here, but since he rescued me from the storm, I wouldn’t bait him.
He entered a huge room with a large cream sectional spanning the entire left side of the room. Mounted on the opposite wall was the largest flat screen TV I’d ever seen. Candles covered nearly every surface lighting the space and creating a warm ambiance. He carried me to the couch in front of the large bay windows. It gave me a front row seat of the storm. Lightning chose that moment to light the sky. I crawled into Angel’s side and buried my face in his chest. My head rested right about his heart so the increase in tempo couldn’t be missed. He pried my fingers from his shirt to free himself and walked away. I stared after him feeling rejected until he pressed a button that lowered a shade over the windows and shut out the storm. Angel turned and regarded me with mocking eyes. “Better?”
“Much.” It took every ounce of discipline I possessed not to sneer.
“I got dibs on first movie pick!” Z interrupted our stare down with a huge bowl of popcorn while juggling four cans of soda.
“But there’s no power.”
“Lucas went to turn on the generator.”
“Oh.” Angel had already seen my fear, but for some reason, I hid my relief. The candles made the space we were forced to share too intimate. I’d felt his gaze on me while I watch Z looking through a tall stack of DVDs. The lights suddenly flickered on, and the house went through the motions of coming back to life.
“Why don’t we let Mian choose?” I gripped the cushions and refused to look at him. He was baiting me. He sat down next to me despite the enormous space and slouched with his legs spread. I flinched when he threw his arm closest to me along the top of the couch. The side of his leg brushed mine, and I jerked as if electrocuted.
He was definitely overindulging in testing the limits of my comfort zone.
“Because dibs still means dibs, dude. Besides, she’ll pick a chick flick, and I’m not sitting through one of those if there is zero possibility I get pussy after.” He suddenly spun and cocked his head, appearing too hopeful. “Is there?”
“Zero chance,” I confirmed with a firm head nod.
“Don’t knock it until you try it,” Lucas greeted. He swaggered into the center of the room. “I’ve witnessed firsthand how good Z is at making girls scream.”
“And you witnessed this how?”
Lucas smirked but didn’t answer my question. Angel, of course, obliged. “Because they rarely fuck without a woman between them.”
“I see. So the woman would be the excuse to get each other naked then?”
Angel snorted. Lucas looked pissed. And Z’s laughter echoed around the room.
“I’ve got a warm bed ready,” Z said with a grin. “Would you like to test that theory, princess?”
“You might be surprised to find what comes once we getyounaked,” Lucas added.
Angel shifted beside me and leaned close until I could feel him breathing on my neck. “And I’ll watch.”
I swallowed hard. The idea of Angel watching while his brothers took turns with me made my body burn.Or maybe they wouldn’t take turns.
The image of our naked bodies, hot and sweaty and tangled caused me to shift in my seat and press my thighs together. They looked completely serious about making it happen.
“She’s fidgeting,” Lucas observed out loud. “Maybe that’s exactly what she wants.”
“We’d have no issues satisfying your curiosity.”
I looked down when I felt tugging at my waist. Angel was pulling the ribbon that kept the robe closed. I gripped his wrist even though we both knew he could easily break free. “What are you doing?”
He pulled at the tie causing my robe to fall open. “Stand up.”
“Why?”
“Because I said so.”
“That’s not a reason.” I didn’t see Lucas move until his hands closed around my waist. He lifted me from the couch and set me on my feet against his chest. I pushed against the hard plane of muscle, but he wouldn’t budge. “Let me the fuck go.”
I didn’t notice him turning our bodies until I felt another against my back. Unwillingly, I looked to Angel for help, but he seemed content with watching his brothers feel me up.