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I’m going to find my brother.
And I’m going to kill him.
I burst into our house with a violence I didn’t know I had. And I once broke someone’s eye socket in the ring so that says a lot.
“Nate!” I shout to the empty foyer.
No answer.
“Nate, I swear to god you’re a dead man! Where are you?!”
I run up the stairs and toward his room. I’ve never actually been in there. Up the stairs, there is a long hallway that goes to the left where mine and Ozy’s bedrooms are, and to the right there is another even longer hallway that leads to a different wing of his mansion. I know it’s down there, but I’m not even sure where.
I kick open every door I walk past like a crazy man. Jamie’s managed to bring out the maddest parts of me.
“I’m going to find you,” I growl as I kick open another door. “And I’m going to make you watch while I fuck her!” I bark in fury when it turns out to be another empty room. “And then,” I growl low. “I’m going to slit. Your.” Kick open a door. Empty. “Fucking.” Kick open another door. Empty. “Throat!”
I kick open the last door to find Nate’s bedroom. It’s gigantic. I feel like I’ve opened the door to the presidential suite at the Four Seasons.
His bed is not even in view. It’s a sort of living room with a wooden, glossy coffee table. There is a sofa facing my way and at both ends of the table there is an armchair.
Nate is sitting in one of those armchairs. Jamie in the other. They’re facing each other. He’s fully dressed in his usual suit, his hair is tied in a small bun, like always, his glasses impeccable. The only thing that looks off is his beaten up face from last weekend, when Bianco unleashed some of his strongest men on him.
He’s in complete control of himself, which makes me hate him even more when I compare it to the state of uncontrollable fury I’m in.
I’m panting with anger while he’s casually sitting on the armchair, an arm resting on his thigh and the other dangling over the armrest. On the other side of the long coffee table, Jamie is sitting in the second armchair, only wearing the sexiest fucking black lace bra and a skirt.
I clench my teeth, desperately trying to control my dick that is hardening in my jeans. I notice her hands tight around the armrests straight away. Her nails are digging into them, like she’s scared or frustrated.
“Jake,” Nate smiles at me like a king on his throne. “I thought you’d join us. I wasn’t sure about a threesome, but you know what? I’m feeling generous today.”
“And I’m feeling murderous,” I growl back. I turn back to Jamie as soon as I’m done addressing myself to him. “Get the fuck out of this chair.”
Her glassy eyes turn to me. Is she about to cry? What did he fucking do to her? And why is she not jumping on the occasion to escape him?
“Jamie!” I shout and she jumps in surprise, but she still doesn’t move.
“She won’t get up, Jake. She’s mine for the night and she knows it. Don’t you, beautiful?”
Her gaze goes back to him, and she only nods before proceeding to bite her bottom lip in the sexiest way I’ve ever seen.
“Jamie,” I growl. “You better get your ass out of that chair before I make you.”
I don’t know if I’m saying this to protect her from him, to save her…or because my cock is now dying to be buried inside her pussy.
“Do you want to get up and join him, beautiful?” Nate asks.
She shakes her head no and that’s when I see it. Her short pants, her blushed cheeks, her glossy eyes. The way her nails are digging into the armrests…
She’s not in pain.
She’s writhing in pleasure.
“She doesn’t want to leave, Jake. She just wants to come.”
Nate looks at her with a smile that is begging me to punch him. His right arm, that is dangling over the armrest, shifts and it makes her gasp. “So desperate to come, aren’t you?”
She bites her lip but still, she can’t control the moan that comes out as she loudly begs, “Please!”
