Chapter 261

It takes an embarrassingly long time for my brain to come online enough for me to even process what the hell he’s talking about. Move in… with him? In this room?

Admittedly, the thought is incredibly tempting. Waking up every morning wrapped up in these strong arms would be fucking fantastic, frankly. And I can even work around Neil’s neat freak nature if it means I get to have more of what just happened.

But… as reality sets back in, I can’t imagine a universe where Archer, Beau, or even Steven would be okay with it.

“Your brothers would hate that idea,” I tell him.

Despite the many more important distractions, I doubt the issues between the brothers have been resolved exactly. I still imagine they are quite jealous of each other – over me, which still boggles my mind.

Though I suppose I’m something like a toy they don’t like to share. The toy in this scenario has a lot of fun being played with so I’m not super tore up about it.

I wish the boys could get a grip, though. It’s not like any of them actually want to keep me. Even Neil offering for me to stay here in his room is a temporary measure. Sooner or later, I’m going to be kicked to the curb. I need to be ready for that. I can’t overstay my welcome.

I will enjoy the hell out of what I can get while I can still get it, however.

“They would hate it,” Neil says, with a resigned sort of sigh.

I’m glad we agree on that much at least.

“I should probably leave before they realize I’m missing,” I say.

“They already know,” he says. He smirks smugly. “They could hear us. And they’ll smell me all over you.”

Oh my Gods, he’s as bad as the rest. I push out of his arms, then hurry into the bathroom for a shower.

When I’m as clean as I’m going to be, I dress. Neil is still naked in bed. He has his chin resting in his head, watching me.

“You look great naked,” he says.

I roll my eyes. I’m not about to tell him, he looks fucking gorgeous naked. I’m trying to get out of this bedroom, not sucked back into the bed again. If Neil and I are left to our own impulses, we’d do it until we couldn’t move any more. Even then, we’d probably still try.

Showered and dressed, I turn my back to him and slink out of the room.

I make it approximately two feet before Beau grabs me by the arm and pins me up against the wall. He growls slightly as he lowers his nose down to the juncture of my shoulder and neck.

Even with my shower, I imagine he can smell Neil all over me.

“You’ve given yourself to him… Twice.” Beau’s voice is low and dangerous.

“Don’t be jealous.” I want to tell him there is more than enough of me to go around. I am ready and willing to have these brothers as often as I can. Knowing it’s temporary, I don’t want to miss a single chance.

“I’m not fucking jealous,” Beau grumbles, and it sounds like a lie. That’s exactly what a jealous person would say. But then he says, “Why do you continue to deny me?”

What? Oh.

Oh, no.

He’s right.

I’ve given myself to Neil twice now, and Archer once. But never to Beau.

“They get to feel what it’s like inside of you,” Beau snaps. “Yet you leave me waiting. Wanting.”

He noses under my ear. I tilt my head, giving him more access to my neck. He litters it with kisses and marks. My ever-growing healing abilities will ensure that the marks are gone before dinner tonight, but I encourage their placement. The little tugs of pleasure-pain shoot straight down to my pussy.

By all accounts, I shouldn’t be ready to go again so soon after my last fucking, but Gods damn it if my body isn’t kicking into overdrive again.

For so long, I had no desire to make love to anyone, and yet here, now, in such a short span of time, I am insatiable for these brothers. I can’t get enough. I’d likely keep going until I finally keel over from exhaustion, and even then, I’d go with a smile on my face.

I cling on Beau’s shoulders, my knees ready to give out.

He slots a thigh between my legs.

Archer would call me a slut for being ready already. Beau won’t though. I know for facts he’s gone all night. In the past, he’s had more than one woman in his bed at a time.

Right now, though, he has all that energy, all that devotion, to me.

I can so easily get lost in it.

I’m already wild, bucking against his thigh, just from the press of his hips and his hot mouth on my neck.

“Beg for it,” he growls into my skin.

“Beau. Please.” I whimper. “Please.”

He hums, satisfied.

I stills himself. I keep rubbing against his thigh. But then, too quickly, he pulls back away from me, leaving me with no friction.

Entirely frustrated.

“Beau…” I ache.

He steps back and smirks at me. There’s no hurt in his voice, just vindictive satisfaction, as he says, “I don’t do sloppy seconds. Sorry.”

A storm brews in his eyes, darkening them.

I gasp, realizing.

He turns away from me before I can say a word in my defense. My mind is too lost in the sea of pleasure. I’m struggling to swim back to the shore of reason.

Beau waves at me as he walks away toward his room. When he enters, he closes the door behind him with a slam. I hear the lock turn.

He’s worse than furious. He’s hurt.

I’ve made many mistakes here, and the biggest one is giving Beau the impression that I don’t want him as much as I want the others.

Truthfully, I want Beau as much as I want Neil and Archer. I have no favorites among them.

By putting Beau off, I’ve been cutting into his ego. At this point, I would be lucky if he doesn’t rule me out entirely. Beau can have anyone he wants, whenever he wants. He doesn’t need me. And if I have given him the impression I’m not interested…

Gods, I fucked up here.

But it’s not too late. His actions here today have proved it. If he doesn’t care, he wouldn’t act like this. He’d just leave me be.

I could still get him back. But first I have to prove that I want him now as much as ever.

I can fix this.

I push away from the wall. I don’t go to his door, but instead turn from it and run down the hallway to my own old room. I can only hope the brothers have thought ahead enough to replenish my underwear drawer.

With luck, there’s a sexy negligee that I can use to my benefit.

When I next go to Beau, I want to take his breath away.

I don’t want there to be any question about who wants who.

My plan?

Seduce Beau Hayes.