Page 11 of Good Girl and Grinches

The sense of desperation created by the restraint is insane. I see in their eyes that they’re feeling it too. Ghost’s blue eyes are darker. Flame’s hazel eyes spark with excitement. And Ruckus’ warm brown eyes are filled with a hunger I’ve never seen.

“He’s still here.” Ghost’s caution pulls me from whatever that space was I’d gotten lost in.

“Let’s call it a night, get some sleep. See if he’ll leave,” Ruckus proposes.

“I don’t care. I want to have sex.” It occurs to me at this point that they’re still clothed.

“There are so many other things that should be on your list before that.”

“Like what?”

Ruckus repositions to lay beside me, knocking Ghost backward. He props himself up on an elbow, wraps a thick leg over mine, and gently traces my hairline with his free hand. “You could fall asleep while I hold you.”

Flame stretches out on the other side of me. “And if you’re a good girl, we’ll show you all the different ways we can give you orgasms, working up to actual sex.”

A good girl? That’s me, all right, but when Flame says it, the meaning hits differently.

Ruckus adds, “Can’t think of a better way to ride out the blizzard than with you in my arms.”

Does he mean that? My stomach feels weird for different reasons now.

“And for us to figure out how to get that prick outta here.”

Safely smooshed between two of my stepbrothers, I glance at Ghost. He says, “It’ll give you a chance to make sure you really want to go through with this.”

“What do you mean?”

“You can back out. You can ditch the whole auction. Right?”

That’s not what he wants, is it? It’s not what I want. “But the charity. They wouldn’t get the donation.”

“They’re getting a hefty sum regardless of your decision. I suppose we could donate anyway.”

“No. I couldn’t ask that. And I won’t go back on my word just because Ty’s a creeper.”

Flame chuckles. “I like this side of you.”

“Me too,” I say, shocked by the things I’m learning about myself. It’s time I stop thinking of sex as something so precious that needs to be preserved.

But I am going to wait and see if Ty will leave. I close my eyes and wonder if any of us will be able to fall asleep. It was my go-to activity for long car rides to pass the time. Hopefully, it will get me to morning faster.

Seven

Flame

“Rock, paper, scissors, match,” I say as my brothers and I pound our fists into our palms.

Sabrina stirs, her legs shifting beneath the sheet. Our game ofRock, Paper, Scissorspauses mid-air.

Her eyes flutter open, a sleepy smile spreading across her lips. “Morning.” The happiness in her smile is infectious, making my heart swell. Is this what giddy feels like? Not my thing, but I’m not the same with her.

She soft-laughs and props herself on her elbows. The sheet barely hangs on to cover her bra and breasts. “What did you just win?”

We glance at each other’s hands. I made a fist for ‘rock’ while they both chose scissors. A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth. “Well, unless you have a preference…” I scoot up on the bed, brushing my fingers over her cheek. “We were sorting out who would give you the first orgasm. By hand. And if you want to continue, one of us will do the checklist item of going down on you, and then the other will have sex.”

Her eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she grabs my hand, guiding it to her panties. “No more teasing.”

Ty’s gone, but I’m not about to bring his name up and chance killing the mood.

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