After dinner, I walk up to the bed and climb in. I hear them come in some time later, but I just roll over, refusing to acknowledge their presence. I feel the bed dip on both sides, feel both of them reaching for me, trying to get any reaction out of me.
I feel Theo’s erection pressing into my back, so I roll onto my stomach. “Punish him not me,” Theo says, his cold hands rubbing my ass. I know whatever we do, Tobias will feel through their bond. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction, I fight my own desires, choosing to ignore the feeling stirring in my stomach. I actually have trouble telling if they are my own feelings; they feel a little foreign to me. Then, I realized what they meant about the bond and feeling what each other felt.
“Babe,” Theo whines, tugging on my hip, trying
