Page 128 of Triple Pucked
The words hit me deep in my soul.
Precious.
His property.
I forget how to breathe.
Eden looks startled. “Color?”
“G-g-green,” I manage to stutter.
D’Angelo takes a step back. “Don’t look away from Robyn. No matter what. Keep your eyes on the woman who you could have been fucking tonight if you hadn’t broken the rule.”
“Bloody hell.” I can’t help struggling, even though I know that I can’t possibly break free.
Also, I know that I don’t want to.
Eden prowls to the bed, crawling to join Robyn.
My eyes widen, as he leans to kiss her.
“Phoenix,” she breathes, never stopping touching herself.
And then she comes.
Fast and powerful and hard enough that her back arches off the bed. Her feet kick out.
Then Eden wraps his arms around her, pulling her onto her side to spoon him. He kisses her neck.
Sated, Robyn loops her arms around his neck. Quietly, they whisper to each other, gentle and intimate.
Suddenly, I feel more alone than I did before.
I never knew that something as simple as being tied to a chair could be painful.
My eyes mist with tears.
I can’t do this.
I thought that I could. After all, my brother has a lifetime of being the shadow twin. I should be able to handle it for one night.
Yet after the game and the high stress of not knowing if at any moment Blythe would reveal everything about me, despite D’Angelo claiming that she was bluffing, I am a wreck of nerves. And I need more closeness to my lovers and brother than normal.
I need to call yellow.
I shouldn’t, right?
Except, D’Angelo told me that even though this is a punishment, I still can. He’s not the same as Blythe. He’ll be more disappointed in me if I don’t safe word.
I don’t want to give him reason to think that I don’t trust him again.
I can’t break anything else between us.
Yet the moment that I open my mouth, he appears to understand my need, and drops his hand to settle on my knee.
That simple touch is enough to drop me back from yellow to green.
“Okay?” D’Angelo checks.
