Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Sin
I walk into the room Noah's in, he should be waking up soon. It’s right next door to Kieran’s, but neither of them know that, because the rooms are soundproof.
A groan pulls me from my thoughts, and I make eye contact with Noah. If looks could kill, I’d be dead.
“Welcome to my home,” I taunt.
“Go fuck yourself,” he growls.
“Now where’s the fun in that when you’re lying right there, ready for me to fuck instead?”
“Don’t fucking touch me!” he snaps. “Who the fuck are you? What do you want?”
Oh, Noah. I want you. And Kieran. He loves Kieran, that’s clear as day, but I’ve seen his search history, just like I’ve seen hers. He wants to be dominated like Kieran. He watches videos of dominant and submissive men together.
I grab his throat. “I want you,” I growled. “And I want you to admit that you want me.”
I bring my lips down on his, electricity crackling between us where we touch. He resists, not wanting to open up to me. I squeeze his throat again, trying to get him to submit. He whimpers into my mouth.
I bring my other hand up to palm his rock hard cock before wrapping my hand around it and squeezing. Noah bucks his hips. Losing his focus enough from the pleasure, he slightly parts his lips and kisses me back. He needed this just as much as I did.
“Up,” I rasp against his lips, before working my way down his throat, loving the scratch of his beard against my lips. When he doesn’t move, I tighten my fingers around his throat and lift. He follows, fury snapping in his golden eyes.
Once he is standing, I grab the waistband of his sweats, tugging on them.
Noah breaks the kiss and shoves at my shoulders. “I’m not gay,” he rasps, defensively, as if I give a fuck whether he thinks he likes men or not. I want him and he wants me.
“It sure seemed like you were enjoying yourself a moment ago.”
His face turns red and he sputters,“It’s because of the drugs!”
“It’s most definitely not, they’re out of your system.”
“What did you give me?”
“I mixed GHB with your wine when Kieran ran to grab money to pay for the pizza.” The moment he realizes I’m telling the truth. His eyes drop to the floor and his shoulders slump.
He glances back up at me, concern in his eyes. “Is Kieran okay?”
“She’s fine,” I answer, surprised it took him this long to ask about her.
“Take me to her,” he demands.
“Absolutely not!” He still needs time to process that, I can and will give him anything he wants. All he has to do is submit and be mine. I want to be the man who fulfills their fantasies. In all honesty I would never let them touch anyone else. From the moment I claimed them they can only have me and each other.
I walk to my office with Noah’s refusal to admit he could want me–a man–heavy on my mind. I could give him everything, if he would just accept that about himself.
I flip on the camera installed in Kiren’s room to see if she’s taken the pregnancy test yet. Even if she doesn’t want kids, I’m determined to give them to her. Just because her parents were shitty people doesn’t mean she won’t be an amazing mother herself. I know she’s scared. She doesn’t need to be.
Kieran grabs the test off her bed and walks to the bathroom, her face ashen and her hands trembling, as if she already knows why I left the test on her bed. I switch cameras and pull up the view of her taking the test, my heart pounding and every muscle in my body straining with the need to rush in and be with her, to reassure her that everything will be okay.
She waits, staring blankly at the wall, her eyes growing damp.I set a three-minute timer and wait. It’s the longest three minutes of my life. After three minutes, Kieran snatches the test up off the counter, sucks in a deep breath, and then flips the test so she can see the results. Her face fills with a look of pure agony.
She’s pregnant.
She tosses the test and curls into a ball on the floor, sobbing. She’s breaking before my very eyes, and she’s never looked more beautiful.
I would get up, go to her, and comfort her, but I think that would do more harm than good. So, I stay sitting at my desk and watch her fall apart. I also might be online, gleefully shopping for baby stuff, but that would be better kept to myself. I get all gender-neutral stuff for right now.
Noah needs to learn about this new development. Then he will finally realize they aren’t going anywhere. They are mine, and I am never going to let them go. A small part of me knows he needs to be the one to go and comfort her. They already have such a strong connection. He will know exactly how to piece her together.
I get up and walk back to his room, opening his door. He looks up at me and stands. “Let’s go,” I order.
“Where?” he questions.
“To Kieran.”
I gesture to the now unlocked door. “Go, she’s in there!”
He opens the door and slams it behind him. I lock them in there together and make my way back to my office, so I can watch through the cameras. He’s on his knees next to her in the bathroom. She says something that has him tensing, so I turn on the audio. “How can you be pregnant? You’re on the pill, and I use condoms?”
“I’ve been keeping a secret,” she admits on a shaky exhale. “One night, he broke in wearing a mask, he drugged me a-and h-he took me.”
“He?”
“The same guy who kidnapped us,” she whispered.
“Why haven’t you done anything about it?” Noah questions. “Did you go to the cops?”
“No.”
“Why?” He asks, sounding bewildered.
“Because I liked it,” she whispers, so quietly that the mic barely captures it.
Noah’s face is scrunched up like he genuinely doesn’t understand why she wouldn’t report me. “What?”
“I SAID I LIKED IT, OKAY?” she cries. “I’m crazy and a slut; I wanted it. I wanted the masked stranger to fuck me! I like the fear,” she sobs. “I wanted it.”
Noah jumps away from her like she slapped him. He better not say anything negative about her or to her, or, as much as I want him too, I’ll have to punish him… severely. It doesn’t surprise me when he grabs her and pulls her to his lap. He knows what it’s like to spend your life repressing who you are, even if he won’t admit it. Noah holds her, rocking her back and forth, trying to soothe her.