Page 85 of The Billionaire's Bride
I pale. "That…that’s not fair," I say in a low voice. "I tried my best to be fair. I tried to figure out how best to allocate my time between the two of you."
"And it made you miserable." Edward leans forward, "You were torn apart and unhappy. You put so much stress on yourself that you stopped finding enjoyment in life."”
"Not true." Actually, it is. That entire phase of trying to be with each of them separately, only to feel guilty when each became jealous of the time I spent with the other was nerve-wracking.
"Exactly," Baron nods, "which is why we are taking the onus off of you."
"I thought that’s what bringing me here was about."
"That was for your safety," Edward clarifies.
"And both of you sleeping with me at the same time?" I frown. "What was that?"
The two exchange glances, then Baron turns to me, "That was a one-off."
"A one-off?"
"It was…" he blows out a breath, "inevitable."
"Inevitable?" I scowl. "You could be a little more complimentary about the experience."
"Fucking you is as close as it gets to a spiritual experience," Edward growls. "Is that what you wanted to hear?"
"It’s like coming home," Baron snaps, "but you know that already."
"Oh," I mumble, and my cheeks burn again. Shit, I am not used to this… I mean, sleeping with the both of them was…like…mind-blowing. But talking about it? Hell… My pussy clenches, my backhole hurts, and every part of me seems to come alive. My heart begins to thud in my chest. Shit, just thinking about it…is sending my libido into overdrive. "And it is…an experience I am never going to forget."
"But it won't happen again," Baron growls. "You understand?"
"Either we sleep with you individually, or not at all," Edward grumbles.
"And for now, we choose not at all," Baron interjects.
"Wait," I blink, "what do you mean?"
"It means, for the moment, sex is off the table," Edward murmurs.
"Neither of us is gonna shag you," Baron clarifies.
"B…but, why?" I grip the edge of the table. "I mean…are you two sure you can go without shagging?"
They glare at each other, then both nod.
"Yes," Edward rolls his shoulders, "I can."
"I’ll make it work," Baron mutters.
"But…why?" I drag my fingers through my hair, "I don’t understand the rationale behind this decision."
"Sex only confuses the issue," Edward offers. "I should know, right?" he says in a self-deprecating voice. "Apparently, the Church was onto something, in this respect, at least."
"This way, that particular source of tension is dispelled. So, you can focus on the individuals." Baron drums his fingers on the table. "We can all focus on the relationship aspect instead. Gives us the opportunity to think with a clear head."
"Do I get a say in this?" I glance between them.
Baron sets his jaw.
Edward folds his arms across his chest.
