Page 149 of Sire

Our sex gets loud, wild, and sweaty before a bang on our bedroom door.

Sire stills inside me, his jaw clenched. “Go. Away.”

“Sorry, bro,” Loch calls through the door. “Just thought for the second round, you’d want to use your new breeding bench.”

Planked over my body with his hungry dick buried inside me, Sire looks like a killer, crazed by kink. “Mywhat?”

Is he asking me or Loch? Should I moan or giggle? I told Loch to do this. To cockblock. I just didn’t know it’d be on a night like this.

A night when everything’s changing.

“Your breeding bench,” Loch answers. “That’s what it is. Right, Wren? The sex store delivered it today. No way it goes in your living room, and it wouldn’t fit in your bedroom, so I had them put it in mine. But maybe you should get a place with a third bedroom, cuz it barely fits.”

“I’m gonna kill him,” Sire snarls.

I stick with my plan, rolling my hips. “But you have seed to spread, Pastor.”

“Not when my brother’s at the fucking door.”

“Since when has that stopped you?”

Suspiciously, Sire slants his eyes. Pulling out, his dick glistens, suspicious too. “What did you do?”

“She got a sex bench and it’s kinky as fuck,” Loch taunts. “You can strap her to it and fill her with your seedallday. But you should really get another place for it, Pastor. Your visiting parishioners will clutch their pearls if they see this perverted thing.”

My lips roll over my teeth.

I’m busted and don’t care.

Neither does Sire. Jumping up, he storms to the door. Angrily ripping it open, he stands nose-to-nose with Loch. “I’m about to clutch my fucking Glock and kill you if you don’t go home right now and make up with Alena.”

“Whoops,” Loch smirks, glancing down at his brother’s fuming erection. “Did I interrupt the God Rod?”

“You know you fucking did, and it’s time to leave.Now.”

“Don’t make him leave. It’s not his fault.” I sit up, clutching the sheet over me. “I told him to do this. I just want us to get a?—”

“I know what you want, Angel.” Sire and his erection point my way. I swear that thing is like a giant compass, and I’m its true north. “And surprise, I’m already working on getting us a second place near Nash and Vale.”

“You are?” I beam. “But you didn’t tell me.”

“Hence, the surprise.” Only his eyes soften. “I always know what you need, Angel, before you even feel it. But you…”

He turns back to Loch, leaving butterflies bursting in my heart.

Sire knew.

He always knows me.

How did I finally get so lucky? And why is it so innocentandhot that these brothers can stand buck naked aroundeach other? And why am I clutching the sheet? It’s not like Loch hasn’t seen my goodies, too.

“So help me, God,” Sire warns him, “if you don’t leave and go home and get Alena back, I’ll drag your ass there.”

Loch snarls, the humor leaving him, “She said to give her space.”

“Three hundred fucking miles of it?” Sire deadpans. “No. Go home.”

“It’s time you resume Operation Grovel For Alena,” I add.