Page 20 of Consumed By the Brothers

She walked away, listening to them argue. They were whispering, but she knew Morgan meant for her to still hear.

“I can’t believe you’re being so mean,” Noelle said.

“I can’t believe you’re not angry,” Morgan said. “You had hoped to be with them, too.”

“But we always knew we weren’t their mate.”

“True, that doesn’t mean you couldn’t have had a relationship with them. They could have still fucked one of us, and we could have had a relationship, but they would never loveus. But seriously, I couldn’t care less about that. I just want to be with them for the status I’d get.”

“Come on. Let’s get this done before the alpha gets back,” Noelle said.

Noelle set the pan in the refrigerator. “You just need to bake this at 350 degrees for an hour.”

At least one of them was nice. “Thank you.”

The two started in the living room and then moved to the kitchen. Jenna didn’t want to be in their way, mainly because Morgan kept making comments about fucking the guys, and she couldn’t take any more.

Jennagathered her papers and walked toward Rowan’s office.

“They can still fuck us,” Morgan murmured, and Jenna knew she wanted her to hear her.

Jenna turned toward her. “No, they can’t. They are mated now. They wouldn’t be able to touch another woman.”

Morgan smirked. “Is that what they told you?”

Jenna pressed her lips together. She didn’t want to argue with the woman and didn’t care if she never saw her again.

“Think about this. That is true if you were a shifter like us, but you’re a human. They don’t get the same bond with you as they would us.”

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Jenna walked into Rowan’s office and closed the door behind her. She tried to smile when he looked up from his desk. His smile turned down when he got a look at her.

“What happened?” Rowan said as he stood and walked to her.

Damn. She’d always been bad at hiding her emotions.

He took ahold of her shoulders, bent, and looked her in the eyes. “Tell me, and don’t you dare lie to me.”

“H-have you ever fucked those women?”

Rowan sighed and led her over to the sofa. He set her things down, sat, and pulled her onto his lap. “My brother and I are over sixty years old, so yes, we have had a few of the women. But please believe me when I say now that we have you, there is no way in hell, both emotionally and physically, we could ever fuck another woman. It makes me sick to even think about it.”

Jenna still didn’t know how she felt about the situation, but she did know she didn’t want those women around. “I think I can take over the cleaning and cooking,” she said.

“Are you sure? I can get others to help.”

“The apartment isn’t that big, and since I can’t go to work, I could take it on. Let me try it myself first. I’ll ask for help if I need it.”

Rowan grabbed a chunk of her hair at the back of her head, tilted her head up, and smashed his lips to hers. Just the simple contact was enough to make her body’s desire increase to the point she was practically already begging him for more. She heard him growl when she pressed her breasts against his chest.

Rowan twisted around and laid her on her back on the sofa. Morgan’s words came back at her.

“Wait.”

Rowan lifted his head. “What, Sweetheart?”

“I don’t want to make love on the sofa.”

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