Page 46 of Taming the Beasts
I’d just tried that and he’d gotten upset. So I just stared at him.
“Now,” he said and started opening the drawers of his desk. He pulled out a folded dress shirt.
“Why do you have an extra shirt?”
He walked back over to me and pushed the jacket off my shoulders. “In case I rip the first one.”
Oh. In case he shifted.
He helped me into his dress shirt.
But I was swimming in the thing. I grabbed the bottom and knotted it at my stomach.
He groaned. “What are you trying to do to me, baby?” He dropped his forehead to mine. His breath was ragged like he really was having a hard time remaining calm.
I ran my fingers up the back of his neck. “I just want to look good for you.”
“You always look good, Zoey. I know that people stare because I was one of the guys that used to stare at you walking around town. Picturing you beneath me.”
I slid my fingers into his hair. “Just take a deep breath.”
He slowly breathed in my exhales and his breaths started to even out. “I already have to share. I don’t want to see you in another man’s jacket.”
There were a few things to unpack there. And none of it made me feel good. Was his jealousy this morning partially because I’d been wearing Otto’s shirt to breakfast? And what was with that sharing comment?Fuck.Kebe was right. This cure was going to change everything.
“It doesn’t matter if other people stare,” I said. “You’re the only one allowed to touch.” Well, him and his friends. I grabbed his hands and placed them right below the hem of my skirt.
Bennett immediately slid his hands up the backs of my thighs, grabbing my ass. “Maybe I do like this outfit,” he said and kissed the side of my neck.
There was a knock on Bennett’s door.
“Come back later,” Bennett said and kissed the side of my neck again.
I’d never been with Bennett without someone else watching. What he’d said about already having to share felt like a bad thing. But maybe he just needed some alone time with me. And I could definitely get down with that.
The door opened despite Bennet’s dismissal.
I looked over at Titan. He took up the whole doorway, blocking the view of any patrons behind him.
“We have a problem,” he said. His eyes trailed down my body, stopping at my exposed ass.
He could try all he wanted to pretend he wasn’t interested. His eyes told another story.
“What’s the problem?” Bennett asked. He didn’t look up at Titan. He just continued to kiss the side of my neck.
Titan’s gaze jumped back to mine.
I didn’t know why I liked staring at him while Bennett’s hands were on me. My fantasies were more twisted than most, after years of camming. But I knew Titan liked it too. He liked watching his friend palm my ass and lick my skin.
Bennett slowly lifted his head. “What’s the problem, Titan?” he asked again as he pulled me closer.
I stifled a moan as Bennett’s erection rubbed against me. I wanted to undo his pants and drop to my knees. Shove his cock down my throat and stare at Titan as I did it. Maybe it was finally time for me to beg Titan. I knew that’s what he wanted. He’d told me several times.
“Because I said I was busy,” Bennett said.
Titan cleared his throat. “Callum’s making a scene.”
Wait, what? Shit!
