Chapter 16

Chapter Sixteen

Montgomery

If Lorcan ever calls me an idiot again, I'll be forced to agree with him.

This is the first thought that comes to mind when I watch the beautiful girl slip out of our bathroom after forcing us to wait an eternity for her to change.

The dejected slump of her shoulders makes me want to annoy her again just to have the fire come back into her eyes.

Each time we seem to break through whatever is troubling her, something keeps setting her back.

But then she doesn't have much to go off of, because other than some lingering looks, kisses and subtle flirting, we haven't given her a lot to go with. And from what Suzie had told us, she has some heartbreak to overcome, and a whole lot of healing to do too.

Though, I'm hoping she can do that healing with us.

"Hey pretty girl, we have some hot chocolate, a warm blanket and some marshmallows." I invite her over and pat the spot on the loveseat next to me. Lorcan perches on the arm of the seat next to me, being careful not to overwhelm her by crowding her too much.

At the mention of the sweets, her lips tilt up with the smallest smile before she slowly shuffles over and takes the seat next to me. Her delicate floral scent fills my senses and her pink complexion is so fetching, I find it hard to look away.

"Marshmallows?" she asks quietly.

"Yup," Lorcan answers. "What else is a girl to have but some marshmallows in her hot chocolate after a busy morning in the snow?"

I reach over to the small tray the lodge staff put our hot drinks on and grab Annie's mug for her. It's a tad hot to the touch so I blow on it for a minute before handing it to her. "Careful, darling. Don't burn yourself, okay?"

When she takes the cup from me, her cheeks are even redder than previously, and I can't help but wonder what thoughts are running through her head.

She bites down on that plump bottom lip again, and I can't take the temptation anymore. Before Annie can even take a sip of her drink, I take it back from her, put it down and drag her over so she's sprawled over my lap. A shocked gasp slips from her lips, and I have the utmost pleasure when I silence it with my mouth.

After our first kiss, I'd almost convinced myself that she didn't taste better than heaven, but I was wrong. She's the perfect mix of sinful decadence and delightful innocence.

Annie rewards me with soft mewls of pleasure as my tongue delves into her mouth at the first sign of submission. And when her hands move up my arms to rest on my shoulders, I take it as permission to pull her in closer to me.

Her slight frame feels so delicate and fragile and I put all my effort into not mauling her like a hungry dog.

Lorcan's hand slips onto my neck and when his fingers dig into my hair, he grabs hold and pulls me back to breathe into my ear. "Give the girl a chance to breathe, lover boy."

"Or don't," Annie quips. Her chest heaves with the effort it takes to suck in oxygen, and her hungry eyes are slightly unfocused. "Or you can just keep doing what you're doing and we'll see where things go." She shrugs, and with her arms around my neck, the gesture brings her mouth back closer to mine. "You could just put your lips back on mine, kiss me until I forget my name, and then show me what you're packing in your pants."

I'm about five nanoseconds away from giving in to her demand when Lorcan does what he does best.

He takes over.

"Tut, tut, tut, naughty girl. That's not how things are going to work. You might have all the power, sweetheart, but you're most certainly not in charge."

As always, my husband's deep voice and dominant tone sends a shiver down my spine. We both are more dominant, in the bedroom and out, but he is what I like to refer to as the Alpha.

Annie shivers in my lap, and those large eyes blink up at Lorcan. Her cute, delicious mouth falls open in shock at his words and she just stares at him for a beat.

"Do you understand, lovely?" Lorcan asks her, bending over, his body brushing against mine. "Do you want to submit to us, be a good girl for us? "

It's not my kink, not my preference, but even I am panting for him.

"Or, do you want to be our naughty little brat so your Daddies can punish you?"

Fucking hell. If my cock wasn't already straining against my pants, that would have done it.

From Annie's non-reaction, I'm pretty sure he's short-circuited her brain. I couldn't tell which option had excited her more, but she's definitely into what we're offering. Thank fuck.

"What will it be, lovely?"

I watch her carefully, not sure which option I'm hoping for.

But then she shocks me completely when she pushes up from my lap. My heart plummets at the thought that she might change her mind after all. Maybe this is too much for her.

She takes a careful step back, keeping her hands clasped in front of her. But she keeps her gaze carefully trained on us.

"What if," she starts, "I want it all?"

And she sinks onto her knees in front of us. Not once does Annie break eye contact with Lorcan, but I still feel like she's including me in what's happening right now. Her hands lie, palms facing up on her thighs in front of her, and her shoulders are relaxed.

"What if," she says again. "I want to be your good submissive girl, your naughty brat and your sweet little angel all in one?"

Fuck. My. Life.

It's never been so hard in my life to let Lorcan continue to take the reins because every fiber of my being wants to pick up the girl from the floor in front of us and take her to bed with me.

Lorcan's fingers dig into my shoulder, and it helps to know he's just as affected by what's happening as I am.

"You're sure?" he asks. His voice is confident and deep, but I can tell how nervous he is. "You understand what you're agreeing to?"

She nibbles on her lip again, and I make a mental note that we will have to make a rule about her and that soft fleshy mound. "I understand, Sir. And I promise, I can be all of that. I will be everything you need."