Page 77 of Craving You
“Thought you’d want to relax,” he says.
“Oh, hell.Okay,” I say, and he chuckles.
“Hey, Lori.Want some tea?”Remy asks, wiggling his eyebrows at me.
“So, I can drown in the bath for real this time?No, I think I’ll pass.”I say.
“I’ll get it started.You can relax and get out of your head for a while,” he says.
“Thank you, Clay,” I say sweetly.
“You are welcome, Lori,” he says.He starts filling the huge tub and I turn to the bags.
“Are we crossing a boundary?”Remy asks, turning me to face him.
“No,” I say simply.
“Why do you seem upset, then?”
“I’m just… he just makes me nervous is all,” I say.
“How?”Cam asks.
“I don’t know.Just his energy, I guess,” I say, assuming Clay cannot hear me as I speak softly.
“What do you mean?”Cam asks.
“It’s like… He just seems a lot more dominant,” I say.“Like I would be far less likely to get away with being a brat.”
“Little brats who misbehave get punished,” Clay says softly in my ear.“Want to find out how?”
Remy and Cam smile but say nothing.“No,” I squeak out.
“Aww.No?”he asks.“You had so much to say earlier… Actually… You were snapping instead of communicating.”
“Oh, fuck you, Clay,” I start to say.This man snatches me by my throat and pulls me up to my tiptoes so fast that I think I stop breathing for a second.Clay is a big man with this energy about him that exudes dominance.
“Excuse me?”he asks with a dangerous tone.“You are going to learn very quickly that I will not tolerate attitude.They may go easy on you, but I will not.If you need something, open that pretty little mouth and ask.Is that understood?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“I’m sorry?”he asks.When I don’t say it, he tightens his grip on my throat.
“Yes sir,” I choke out.He releases me but tips my chin up.
“Now, go take a bath and relax,” he says.“Do you need anything?”
“No,” I whisper.He narrows his eyes and fucking growls at me.It instantly makes my knees weak and I correct myself.“No sir!”
“Good girl.Go on,” he says sweetly.
Just like that… They all walk out.What the fuck just happened?I stand in the middle of the room, still in shock.It takes me a few seconds before I go into the bathroom and shut the water off.Once I strip down, I step into the hot, bubbly water and sit in the far back corner.I lay my head back and try to pretend there isn’t a third man in this house I want to fuck.What the fuck is wrong with me?Eh, fuck it.Worst case, I can kill myself, so I never have to worry about getting judged.That is definitely an intrusive thought that should stay inside my head.
I hear someone come in, but I don’t say anything.The bubbles conceal me, but it doesn’t matter one bit when I can sense they are all here and undressing.After a second, I open my eyes to find all three of them naked and getting in the water with me.My eyes go wide when I see Clay, but I snap them shut and pretend that I did not just see that he has a monster cock that legitimately scares me.Remy and Cam are big, but Clay?Deadly.
“What was that?”Remy asks.
“Hmm?”I ask.“Nothing.Nope.I’m good.”
