Page 21 of Thor & Dragon
“Agreed, Spitfire. Knowing what he did to deceive you doesn’t change how we think of you. Or how we feel about you. All it changed was that his punishment will be even greater when we get our hands on him.”
She looks between us, stunned, before she eventually nods. I don’t know if we’ve fully erased her doubts, but time will tell. Deciding not to lay anything heavy on her right now and possibly send her running, I decided to focus back on her stuff.
“When you go through your stuff tomorrow, feel free to put it wherever you want in here. We want you to feel at home here. Comfortable. If you need anything for the room, just let us know. Okay?”
She nods and looks between us, giving us a soft smile. “Thank you, both of you, for what you said and for helping me. I’m sorry if I seemed ungrateful earlier, but I do appreciate the club protecting my family. I hate feeling trapped or cornered, so I was worried that we’d be kept under lock and key while we were here.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Dragon squeezing her hand slightly. “That’s completely understandable, considering what you shared with us earlier. We’ll show you around the clubhouse tomorrow, so you’re more familiar with the place and introduce all of you to the rest of our brothers. We want you to feel comfortable here.”
“And if any of the girls give you trouble, let us know.”
She cocks an eyebrow at me, but I’m not backing down on this.
“I mean it, Wildcat. If they’re purposefully stirring shit in my club, they’ll be reprimanded and potentially kicked out. Even if you take care of the issue yourself, we still need to know about it.”
She nods in understanding and Dragon clears his throat before spearing her with a look.
“Just try not to put too many knife holes in our clubhouse or spill too much blood in the process, Spitfire.”
With that, her posture relaxes and we all chuckle. Almost as if we’d orchestrated it, we both step closer and kiss her forehead. She tenses at first but quickly relaxes before she squeezes our hands.
“Good night, Wildcat.”
“Good night, Spitfire.”
When we pull back, I notice she has a slightly dazed look on her face, but different from before, and her cheeks are a deep pink.
“Good night.”
She squeezes our hands one last time and we each head to our respective rooms. Leaving the door slightly ajar, I head to my bathroom. I need a shower and to take care of the hard-on I’ve had almost all night.
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I didn’t miss the heated stares both Dragon and Thor gave me as they each head to their rooms. Damn, it’s getting harder and harder to resist them. They’ve heard the deepest, darkest part of my past and are still looking at me that way. Every time one of them touches me, tingles shoot through my body like a current. Did they really mean what they said? That they don’t see me as less because of Fang did to me?
I can only imagine what it would feel like to have both of them caressing my body all over and both of them kissing me. Groaning, I shake my head.
What the hell am I thinking?There are two of them! I can’t be with both of them! But the thought of possibly choosing one only to turn away the other guts me.
With another groan, I gather a few knives, tuck them away, flick off the light, and crawl into bed. Almost in sync, the showers start in both of their bathrooms. Even separated, they seem to think the same. Images of both of them naked and wet have my core heating and my legs clenching together.
Fuck, I’m not going to get any sleep like this. Pushing my nerves aside, I lower my hand, slipping it under my shorts and underwear and start stroking my clit.
Images creep into my mind of both of their rough hands caressing my skin and both of their mouths on my body have me moaning with need as I stroke faster. My other hand roughly grabs my breast, tweaking my nipple through the thin material.
Remembering how it felt to have Dragon pressed up against me at the diner has me shivering. Would Thor be just as big? I’ve always fantasized about having a man pounding my pussy from behind while I suck off another man. The mental image of Dragon and Thor doing just that has me peaking as my thighs clamp tightly around my hand. I bite my tongue to prevent myself from crying out loud as I come harder than I’d ever come before.
As I catch my breath, I realize I’m screwed.
I want both of them.
I’m just not sure if my heart will survive it if they both leave me.
With a groan, I roll over and fall into a fitful sleep.
“Told you those pussies wouldn’t be able to protect you. That I’d have you again, bitch.”
Pain sears across my cheek as my head whips to the side from the force of Fang’s slap. I bite my tongue to prevent my cry from escaping, knowing he gets off hearing my pain.