Tommy
I’m numb as I watch the girl I love walk away from me with my best friend, while the girl I’ve been obsessed with my whole life is on my lap.
Talia is tense, coiled like a cobra, as Remy and Didi enter the house, leaving us alone for a moment. Bax is still here, but he’s staring at that fire stick, lost in his own dimension, and isn’t paying attention to us.
Remy gave me a grin that made me want to punch him because he knows how screwed I am right now, all while he has a clear line of sight. I also don’t like how comfortable Didi is with him.
Talia’s body is rigid, so I try to nudge her around to face me, but she doesn’t budge. She’s upset; her shoulders are slumped.
I gently grab her slender shoulders and move her dark hair from her neck, exposing her smooth skin. Talia doesn’t need to compete for my attention—she already has it. Hell, I’ve been crushing on her since I hit puberty, and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for her.
But Didi poses a threat to her.
I don’t know how to handle both in my life at the same time. Everything is out of orbit.
“Tommy, don’t.” She twists away from me. “You lied to me. You and Remy made it seem like you killed Didi.”
My lips graze her neck. “Do I have to explain to you why I’m not capable of killing her?”
She turns to face me, giving me all her deadly attention, and my stomach sinks when I see her eyes are red. She’s crying. “I don’t like being lied to by the two people who are supposed to love me the most.”
“Hey,” I say, brushing away a tear. “Don’t cry.” I’m not sure if this is genuine emotion, but Remy says, despite her hard exterior, she experiences emotion deeply. Feelings she struggles to deal with.
She sniffles. “Do you still love her?”
How the hell do I answer that?
I swallow, struggling to find the right words.
Which could be my last if she decides to off me the way she did Daniel.
Talia is unpredictable, which is part of what I love about her.
“I saw an opportunity, and I took it. I thought she was dead. You saw what I saw.” That part wasn’t a lie.
Didi went to great lengths to fake her death.
Her mama and she are the same size, and it was dark.
“Do. You. Still. Love. Her?”
Gulp.
The thought of her dominance is sexy as hell, but the sharp glint in her eyes, the tightening of her jaw…this isn’t playful. This is a woman scorned, and we all know how delightful they are. I might as well plan my own funeral, because I’m truly a dead man.
Act normal… Act normal. For Didi’s sake, I need to act normal.
A bead of sweat trickles down my temple. “I like her, Talia.”
To my surprise, she smiles. “Good. I like that for you. I’m seeing someone else, too.”
Her dark eyes latch onto mine, and for a split second, I am terrified by what I see.
Talia shifts her tight body over me, arching her hips right over my dick, which usually drives me wild. I’ve spent the last few months with her on my lap, but suddenly, she feels foreign to me.
For a second, I want to shove her away, grab Didi, and run. To hell with the oath. To hell with the Order.
“Tommy,” Talia says, sensing my discomfort. She runs her hand under my nose. “Take some.” I sniff up the powder from the crevice of her hand. I close my eyes as my demons take hold of me, too.
She runs her hands around my neck as she straddles me, her dark eyes still glistening. “Do you still want me?”
I can’t do it…I can’t run away from this girl whom I’ve known all my life. In her own way, Talia is just as innocent; deep down, behind the layers of sexy darkness, she’s just a girl at heart.
I wrap my arms around her, and this seems to settle her. “Always.”
“You locked the door last night.”
I let out a sigh as my chaotic thoughts begin to match the rational part of my brain.
Maybe Talia is right, and sacrifices need to be made. People like Didi are distractions from what we’re doing here. I’ve seen with my own eyes how powerful Talia is; how powerful He is if you embrace Him. There is a reason we need to make sacrifices.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper against her lips.
“I would understand if you don’t want this anymore. Diana coming back changes everything.” My eyebrows furrow. This softer side of Talia is rare, and her vulnerability is turning me on.
The fire crackles and spits embers. I glance up, and Bax is engrossed, poking at it, seemingly unaware of anything else. He lights another stick and heads into the woods. I make a mental note to check on him later, after I’m done with Talia.
“Hey.” I move her hair blowing in the wind out of her eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Talia sinks further onto my lap as I wrap my arms around her.
Talia is like a perfect little puzzle piece on my lap, and I’m instantly reminded of everything she’s done for me. She didn’t ask for any of this, and what happened with Didi had nothing to do with her.
She shifts to the ground and kneels in front of me, and I don’t miss the symbolism of this gesture. Talia Vital doesn’t kneel before anybody, except for me…usually when she’s about to suck me off.
All I can focus on is her. Her dark, silky eyes are mesmerizing, and my erection hardens for the second time today. She strokes my growing bulge, and I shift closer, giving her easy access so she can pull it out.
I grab my cock and rub it against her chin, but she doesn’t open her mouth.
Instead, she licks her lips and smiles. “She’s beautiful, Tommy. I get what you and Remy see in her.”
My jaw clenches while my cock throbs. Ideally, I’d have both girls with me. We’d all get along perfectly. Maybe I’m just a dreamer.
I run my hand through her hair, tugging on it. “You’re pretty, too, Talia. But you already know that.”
Talia tilts her head up. “Do you think she wants to stay with us?”
I run my thumb over her lips. “Does she have a choice?”
She laughs. “Not really… I think she’ll fit in perfectly here.” I don’t press her on what Didi is perfect for. Didi thinks she has a choice, but really, she has no more choice than I do. Talia’s tendrils run deep once she sinks into you, like poisonous honey running through your veins.
Talia stands up, unzips her jeans, and slides them down with her panties.
Oh damn…
She slides her tight cunt right over me, sliding over my cock. “What’s she like?” she moans.
I grunt, barely able to breathe as I grab her hips and pull her up and down as she begins to rock over me. “What do you mean?”
She rolls her hips. “Is she a good fuck? I want to know what she’s like in bed.”
I almost lose it, imagining Talia and Didi together.
I don’t tell her I haven’t actually slept with Didi. I keep my mouth shut because I don’t want Talia to know that. I lean in and kiss her neck, and her fingers tighten on my thigh, pushing my cock deeper inside her. “All I want to think about right now is you in my bed,” I murmur.
She laughs and pulls off, standing and pulls her panties up.
My balls clench at the sudden emptiness, and not in a good way.
She stands over me, looking down. “Tommy, if you ever want me back in your bed, don’t you ever lock that door again.
” Not bothering to look back, she walks inside the house, and I grimace in agony for the blue balls I’m about to have all day.