Chapter Twelve
A gasp tore from her mouth when she turned to see both men standing a few feet away with their arms crossed over their chests and scowls on their faces.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Malik grunted. “That’s what we want to know. You went into the bathroom fine, but were sad when you came out.”
She shook her head. “I ... nothing’s wrong...”
“You might like to know one way we punish our women is by spanking them when they lie to us,” Aiden growled.
God, the thought of countless women between the two men made her sick. The fact that she could guess every one of them had curves made despair deepen inside her. She swallowed several times until she knew she’d be able to talk.
“Since I’m not yours, I don’t have to worry about that, and you don’t get to know my thoughts. I’m here as a guest until I figure out what to do.”
“What the fuck just came out of your mouth, woman?” Aiden spat out.
“I-I,” she stuttered. The wave of aggressive male dominance made Aiden seem even more dangerous than usual. The fact that she knew he’d never hurt her calmed her, so she didn’t panic and burst into tears, but it still made her apprehensive about how to deal with him.
She looked to see how far she was from the bathroom and debated if she’d be able to make it and get it locked before they got to her.
Camila hadn’t taken three steps before an arm wrapped around her waist from behind. She screeched in disbelief as she was lifted.
“Nope, you’re going to sit here and tell us what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.”
She stared up at Malik as he held her in his lap. The tight hold he had on her told her she wouldn’t be getting away until they were ready to let her go.
Aiden sat down, pulled her legs over his, and waited.
“We’re waiting,” Aiden growled.
“It’s nothing. Really. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now. My whole life is in chaos, and I’m not sure what my next step is.”
“We’ll deal with that in a second,” Malik stated. “Now, tell us the rest.”
She shook her head. “There’s nothing...” A scream tore from her mouth as they flipped her over, and one of them pulled the boxer shorts she’d been wearing off. A hot hand landed on her ass.
“Wait.”
Malik sighed. “Baby, we already told you what would happen if you lied to us.”
She pushed herself up on her hands and stretched to be able to see him.
“You said your women would have to follow that rule. And let’s face it, I’m unlike your other women, right?”
“Hell, yes, you are!” Malik growled.
She tried not to let the pain out until she was alone. “Well, guess what? I’m never going to be like them. I’m sorry. You both need to find one you want instead of the convenient one.”
She stiffened as both men stayed silent for a moment and just held her tight against their legs. The hand that covered her body was lightly caressing her ass.
“I think there’s been a miscommunication,” Malik said.
Aiden grunted. “No shit.”
“How do we want to deal with it?” Malik asked.
“You know what she wants and needs, right?”
“Yes,” Malik sighed. “I’m afraid of pushing her too fast.”
A bubble of anger started to expand in her chest. She wrenched herself up again and glared at both over her shoulder.
“Hey,” she barked. “I’m right here. You don’t have to talk about me like I’m not here.”
Both men’s eyebrows rose before they looked at each other.
Her stomach tightened when they both grinned. She yelped when they stood, and Malik followed Aiden down the hallway.
“What’s going on?”
“You’ll see,” Malik said.
Her head swiveled around the huge room. It was definitely a bedroom because of the enormous bed in it. It was the first time she’d seen it.
“Whose room is this?”
“Ours,” Aiden said and pulled off his t-shirt.
Her eyes widened. She’d never considered that. “You guys sleep together?”
Aiden snorted. “Not without a woman between us.”
God, she was sick of hearing about their women.
“Put me down, Malik. I’m done.”
He did what she asked, but on the bed, and pinned her so she couldn’t leave as he stripped her.
“Wait!”
“What, baby?”
She’d give them a serving of what they had been giving her. “It’s just ... this reminds me of the last time I was with David.” She looked thoughtful. “Or maybe it was Michael.”
Both growled, and she tried hard not to smile.
“What? I have to hear about all your women. You can hear about my men.”
“Ah, is that what’s pissed you off?” Malik asked.
She snorted. “No. I love hearing about all your women, and guess what? I don’t want to be a notch on your bedpost. I’ll leave that to the next woman.”
Malik rolled his eyes at her. “You are digging yourself deeper by the minute, baby.”
She scrambled to her knees on the mattress. “How? I’m sorry, but I don’t know how this game is played.”
Her head jerked around when Aiden grunted out a laugh. The saliva pooled in her mouth at the sight of him standing a few feet from her with all his muscular chest on display and the button and zipper on his jeans open.
“The game, as you want to call it, is the three of us starting a relationship. We’re sorry about bringing up the past. We won’t talk about it again.”
She cleared her throat. “What if I said I don’t want that?”
Both men grinned.
“By the way your body is reacting, I’d say you definitely want us.”
She glared at Aiden and then glanced down at her chest to see her beaded nipples poking through the t-shirt.
Malik leaned over and pulled the last piece of cloth from her body, leaving her bare naked. A hot blush covered her face as she tried to hide behind her hands.
“Hands down,” Aiden growled.
She wanted to growl back at him, but they both took that opportunity to strip naked and stand on either side of the bed.
Her heart felt like it was about ready to burst from her chest. They were both large men, and she started to feel the trepidation and anxiousness a virgin like herself was supposed to.
When they both gripped their cocks and started stroking, she almost felt faint.
“Um, I’m not sure ... I don’t think you’re going to fit...”
Malik chuckled. “Yes, baby, we will.” He lay her back and then came down beside her.
“Are you saying your other men weren’t built?” Aiden asked.
She bit her lip. “About that...”
Malik cupped her cheek. “We already knew you were kidding, baby—you're not the type of woman to sleep around.”
She shook her head. “You’re right. I should probably tell you I have limited experience ... you know ... with sex.”
Aiden lay on her other side and placed his hand on her stomach. It was hot, heavy, and callused, and she loved it.
“How much is limited?” he asked.
She looked back and forth. “As in no experience.” She was terrified they’d stop, especially when neither said anything. “I know that’s what you probably didn’t want to hear. I’m sorry...”
Malik cupped her face, turned her toward him, and pressed his lips against hers.
“Please don’t worry, baby. Everything’s going to be fine.”
Camila relaxed. She nodded and then reached for him. She always felt better when one of them was touching her, and it scared her because she could get used to it very quickly.