Page 20 of Forbidden Impulses

"Annie!" a desperate voice shouts, drawing closer to me, urging me to run faster. The door to the lodge is just a few more feet. Some insane voice inside my head shouts at me, that if I can just get inside, I'll be safe, so I keep pushing.

Until I'm stopped short by two arms wrapping around my waist like a vise.

"Dammit, Annie." Lorcan's harsh breath huffs into my neck, sending a rush of goosebumps through my body. "You can't go running away like that. What if you slipped and fell?" he scolds as he turns me around in his arms. He keeps them wrapped firmly around me, giving me no choice but to stay put.

Monte isn't far behind him, and I brace for him to fight with me also, so when he steps up next to his husband, cupping my face in his hands, I'm shocked enough to look up at him, instead of hiding my face like I'm dying to.

"Why did you run, pretty girl?"

Biting my bottom lip, I take a deep breath, trying to buy time. How the hell am I supposed to answer that question?

I shrug before trying to look away, but his glove-covered palm just brings my face back up, forcing my gaze back to his.

"I... dammit. I can't do... fuck." My words tumble over one another, none of them making any sense. "I'm not imagining things, right?" I finally form a coherent sentence and feel proud that I don't immediately melt into a puddle of embarrassed goo.

"What things, lovely?" Lorcan asks, his arms tightening for the briefest second as if he is trying to give me a boost of courage with his affection. But his question isn't fair. Why is it up to me to say it out loud?

"You know what. Thing-things. Vibes. Chemistry."

Both men smile at me, sending the stupid butterflies loose again.

At least they don't leave me hanging for long.

"No, lovely. You're not imagining any of it. Both of us are attracted to you," Monte assures me. "So why did our mutual attraction make you run?"

"You're kidding, right?" I ask, some of my usual snark creeping back into my voice. I'm grateful for it, to be honest. "Why would I run from the two tempting men that I have absolutely no business being interested in?"

I push my hands against Lorcan's chest, trying to get some space between us, but he doesn't allow it.

"Yes, why would you run from that, Annie?"

I scowl at Lorcan, and when his lips quirk up in a grin, I try to push against his hard chest again. "Fine!" I shout, flinging my hands into the air. But when I'm done, I don't have anywhere to put them, and am forced to kind of just rest them on his shoulders and that feels way too intimate for the discussion we're having.

"Let's list them, shall we? You're married. To eachother. I'm young enough to be your daughter. That same daughter is my best friend. I don't have a fucking clue what I'm doing with my life and am such a huge mess not even my parents want me anymore, and the last guy I dated was so ready to get rid of me, he had to phone my parents on me."

Tears are streaming down my face and I'm breathing so hard that my breath is visible in front of us. Lorcan and Monte both look at me, such empathy filling their gazes that it nearly undoes me completely.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet girl. You're really hurting, aren't you?"

Those are the last words I hear before Monte moves in and covers my lips with his.

Chapter Fifteen

Annie

Monte tastes even better than I'd imagined he would. The firm press of his mouth against mine, along with Lorcan's tight embrace, brings my submissive side to the surface, and it takes everything I have to keep my knees from buckling.

My heart beats in my ears, and the rush of blood flooding my system is so overwhelming that I can't focus on anything but the feel of their warm bodies surrounding me.

As first kisses go, this is a pretty fucking good one and will be stored in my memory banks forever. To be honest, Lorcan and Monte have left such an impression on me I believe I'll be ruined for the rest of my life and won't have another decent first kiss. Ever.

"You taste like candy floss," Monte whispers, his mouth hovering right above mine. Lorcan lets out a huff of laughter before bringing his face closer to ours and kissing his husband. Right in front of me!

My poor neglected pussy gushes at the stunning view, and I must have let out some kind of sound because the two men draw apart and look at me with the same hungry expression that started this entire fiasco.

"Oh no, pretty girl," Monte scolds me, his face turning serious. "You're not retreating again. We finally have you where we want you."

I can still feel my face crumple a bit, because how can it not?

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