Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

Annie

Monte tastes even better than I'd imagined he would. The firm press of his mouth against mine, along with Lorcan's tight embrace, brings my submissive side to the surface, and it takes everything I have to keep my knees from buckling.

My heart beats in my ears, and the rush of blood flooding my system is so overwhelming that I can't focus on anything but the feel of their warm bodies surrounding me.

As first kisses go, this is a pretty fucking good one and will be stored in my memory banks forever. To be honest, Lorcan and Monte have left such an impression on me I believe I'll be ruined for the rest of my life and won't have another decent first kiss. Ever.

"You taste like candy floss," Monte whispers, his mouth hovering right above mine. Lorcan lets out a huff of laughter before bringing his face closer to ours and kissing his husband. Right in front of me !

My poor neglected pussy gushes at the stunning view, and I must have let out some kind of sound because the two men draw apart and look at me with the same hungry expression that started this entire fiasco.

"Oh no, pretty girl," Monte scolds me, his face turning serious. "You're not retreating again. We finally have you where we want you."

I can still feel my face crumple a bit, because how can it not?

"Monte, I think we need to take this inside, get our girl here warmed up, and have a proper discussion," Lorcan speaks up, cutting off whatever his husband was about to say. Monte's brows draw together as his nose scrunches up before he nods in agreement.

"Fine. But I'm warning you now, Annie. If any more nonsense comes from your mouth, I'll be forced to take action."

My eyes grow large as I pull back slightly. "Action?" The word is nothing more than a squeak.

"Yes. Depending on what you say. I might pull you over my lap and warm up that ass until you listen to reason or I'll just kiss you until you forget the nonsense you seem to believe." He nods his head at me as if to say 'That's that' and I'm not sure if I should be annoyed, amused or just go with the overall feeling of being fucking aroused.

From the smirk on his face, he can clearly tell what's going through my head, so I push to get away from them again. When Lorcan still refuses to let me go, I stomp my foot. "Seriously? Give a girl some space, please!" I huff out and Lorcan lets go with a chuckle before guiding me into the lodge.

"She's going to keep us on our toes, isn't she?" Lorcan says to Monte, and the amused tone only annoys me more.

The rollercoaster of emotions these men inspire in me is exhausting! One minute I'm filled with so much guilt I can't keep my head up, the next I'm so overwhelmed with lust I could combust with one smoldering look, only to be so annoyed and exasperated with them I want to stomp on their toes!

The entire way into the lodge—I only had a few more steps and I might have made it in before being caught—Lorcan keeps his hand on my back while Monte holds my hand clasped in his, and if I wasn't so exasperated with them, I might enjoy the way they continue to hover over me.

Warm air surrounds us when we enter the lobby, and one of the staff members behind the reception desk greets us with a smile.

"Good afternoon. Have a good time?"

Grumbling about the two men behind me, I stomp the snow from my shoes before taking off my outer layers.

"Wonderful, thank you," Monte responds to the girl behind the desk. "Can you please arrange for some hot chocolate to be sent up to our room?"

I cut out the rest of their conversation as he gives her the room number and she gets the specifics of the order from him. I need all my energy to keep the anger simmering so I can face them and not give in to our attraction. It's the only defense I have left and I'm going to have to give it everything I've got.

Once I've gotten rid of my coat, gloves, hat and scarf, Lorcan takes them from me and nudges me toward the elevator .

"You know, I'm perfectly capable of walking around without someone directing me the entire way," I snap.

Instead of biting back in anger, the taller man grins at me.

"You can bark at us all you want, little brat. We will not run if you show us your dark side."

My anger and attitude are completely replaced by an emotion I can't name.

With two short sentences, Lorcan has zeroed in on exactly the one thing I worry about the most.

What happens if there is no one out there that will want me, warts and all?

Is he saying what I think he is? Will the two of them take me as I am?

I shake my head. Nope. I'm reading into things and pretending to see things that aren't there. Exactly the way I 'saw' a relationship with Jackson. I'm not making that mistake again.

Not responding to his comment, I turn back to face the elevator and step into it when the doors open. Both men follow me on and don't say another word as they crowd around me, each taking up a position on either side of me.

My skin tingles, my body yearning for them to reach out and touch me, but I ignore my needs and keep my gaze focused on the closing elevator doors in front of me.

"You can scowl," Monte says conversationally once the elevator starts moving. "You can growl. You can even stomp your foot at us, Annabelle. But now that we've both tasted you, you belong to us. When we get up to our floor, I'll go with you to your room to get a change of clothes. Then we'll go to our room and have a conversation. Set up some ground rules. After that…" He pauses, turns to me, and forces me to look up at him with a simple finger to my chin. "Well, after that, I think I might just show you exactly what Daddies do to their naughty brats."

Well, fuck.

I might ruin the whole 'I'm a badass woman, hear me roar' routine when my knees go weak, and I have to grab onto his arm to keep myself standing upright.

For the next ten minutes I'm pretty much in one huge lust-induced fog where Monte guides me to my room, helps me get a dry set of clothes and then leads me back to their room where they let me into their bathroom so I can get changed.

By the time I'm dry, warm and just a smidge less aroused, I pretty much have my body under control.

I'm terrified to open up the bathroom door because I do not know what will happen when I do.

I know what I want to happen. I want to give in. More than anything in the world, I want them to be everything they promise to be.

But there are so many other things to consider. Suzie. My past. Our age difference. Everything I'd said to them earlier were valid reasons for us to ignore our attraction.

Still not sure what I am going to do, I count to ten, take a breath, and open the bathroom door.

Time to face the music.