Page 51 of Forgotten Promise

John took a fresh beer, then paused, glancing between them. “No orgy, then.”

“No.”

“Who’d you have a menage with?” John asked.

Kailani and Benjamin looked at one another, then away, tension breaking the connection of a moment ago.

“Because from what I heard, which I admit isn’t much, most people practice menages once they’re members. Sex prepping.”

“We never had a menage,” Benjamin said softly.

Because at twenty-one, I was unwilling to share Kailani.

“Remember how I said I thought we were Romeo and Juliet?” Kailani had turned in her chair, her body language tense and defensive. “I also thought that our love would be so great that not only would it fix the relationship between our families, but the Grand Master would declare us the only duo-relationship in the whole society. Because we were so strong, so stable, we didn’t need a third.”

Benjamin closed his eyes, his grip on the bottle so tight that his fingers ached.

“So the two of you have had sex, including kinky sex, but the one kink you should have tried, a menage, you didn’t.”

John’s comment broke the tension, and Benjamin forced himself to relax, smiling as he said, “Have I mentioned we were young and stupid?”

“You mean me,” Kailani countered. “I was young and stupid.”

“No, I meant what I said,” Benjamin countered. “We were both young and stupid.”

Kailani shook her head, as if she didn’t believe him. Goddamn it, why wouldn’t she ever listen to him?

“I wouldn’t have had a menage because back then I was unwilling to share you,” Benjamin said, frustration making him speak when he probably should have kept his mouth shut. “I would have killed anyone else, man or woman, who put their hands on you.”

His words fell like bombs, the silence after they fell, shocking.

“Back then?” John asked softly.

“What?” Benjamin turned to him.

“You said ‘back then’ you were unwilling to share her. You would have killed anyone else who touched her.” John reached out one of those long, muscled arms, grabbed Kailani’s chair, and dragged it next to his own.

Kailani let out a squeak of surprise, then turned to John, her eyes first wide with surprise, then heavy-lidded with…

Fuck, he knew that look.

Kailani was aroused.

John looked at her, his gaze searching her face. “May I?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

John looked over at Benjamin. “Are you watching?”

Benjamin grabbed the arms of his chair, unable to look away.

John’s hand cupped the back of Kailani’s head, turning her face to his. Then he leaned in and kissed her.

Benjamin’s cock reacted to the sight, going from semi-aroused to rock-hard in a single breath.

Kailani tipped her head back, yielding to John’s kiss, one hand gripping the front of his shirt. He broke the kiss, their faces inches apart. They looked good together. Maybe Kailani should dissolve this trinity but keep John, find a different third to replace him.

The thought of that, of these two belonging to someone else, made Benjamin want to break things.

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