Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
Always back to this imaginary bond. I feel the same. Well, kind of, I do feel more sensitive around them. I wonder if that’s what they mean, just looking at them overwhelms me and makes me flustered. I hope that it doesn’t get worse; I won’t be able to think coherently if it gets worse than it is.
We watch movies all day. Theo refuses to touch me, and the need for his touch gets worse with every second, but I do my best to ignore it. When Tobias walks in, I ignore him, I’m still angry at him. I don’t see why I can’t go to work, and I can’t believe he forbade Theo from touching me, leaving me aching all day.
“How was your day?” He says, leaning over the couch and kissing my head. I ignore him, my eyes not leaving the TV. I know I will crumble and beg him to fuck me if I look at him. He leans over, grabbing Theo’s face and kissing him hard. Arousal floods me and I press my thighs together. I love watching them, it turns me on in a weird way and also makes me a little jealous, wanting to be touched. I avert my eyes and pretend I don’t notice. “Not talking to me, love?” I answer him with my silence.
“I brought dinner,” he says walking into the kitchen. I can smell that it’s Chinese. My stomach instantly growls.
Theo pulls me to my feet, “Come on, you can punish him later.”
Oh I am going to punish him, alright. I know he wants me just as much as I want him, this will be interesting. Maybe, I will make him beg. Yes, it is definitely time for him to beg.
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 to get me to roll over. I feel terrible, knowing he has been wanting to touch me all day. But I don’t want to give Tobias the satisfaction of this victory over me.
“Nope, you have both turned me off men for life. Not interested.” Tobias moves his hand, rubbing my lower back, but I don’t give in, holding strong, although I want to crumble and beg them to be inside me. I toss and turn all night, fighting their desires that are pushing on me and fighting my own. My sleep is broken and restless.
Waking up the next morning, I feel exhausted. I roll over and Tobias and Theo both have suits on. I sit up hopeful.
Tobias destroys the feeling almost instantly, “Nope, don’t even ask.”
“So what? I’m supposed to wait here all day for you both to return? Sorry to tell you but I’m not housewife material.” Theo smirks.
“Clearly your cooking is terrible.” Tobias throws back at me. I cross my arms across my chest. I feel tears burning my eyes at not being allowed to leave. I just want to feel like a normal person, why is that so wrong?
Theo leans over and whispers in my ear. “Go, get dressed.” I jump off the bed and Tobias turns on Theo.
“What the fuck, Theo, you know she can’t leave.”
“It’s just work, Tobias. She has been stuck here for weeks, and you know we need the help there.” Theo explains, finally standing up for me.
Tobias mutters something too low for me to hear.
He isn’t happy and follows me into the walk-in wardrobe. I instantly think that he is going to stop me, but instead, he reaches in and grabs my black dress off the hanger and passes it to me. I look at him, excited. “Hurry up before I change my mind.”
I happily grab my make-up bag and rush into the bathroom. I quickly throw on my mascara and eyeliner as well as some red lipstick. I brush my hair and straighten it, feeling somewhat girly today. I grab the dress and put it on. It’s a black mid length dress with lace on the back. I walk out and Theo walks over and quickly zips the back of my dress up. Tobias grabs a pair of my black heels, and I put my hand on his shoulder as he slides my foot into each one before buckling them up.
Theo retrieves my bag and hands it to me. I throw it over my shoulder before grabbing my phone off charge. We make our way downstairs but are running late because they had to wait for me, so we go straight to the car. I hop in the front before Tobias tells me to. He grabs my knee when he gets in, squeezing it softly. Ten minutes pass and my phone starts ringing like crazy, coming into reception. Multiple emails coming through, and text messages. One is from Mark, I start replying.
Tobias looks over and sees I’m texting. “Who are you messaging?” he asks. I feel Tobias lean over, trying to read over my shoulder.
“Mark, from work,” I say simply.
“And what does Mark want?” I sigh when I look up and see Tobias’ white knuckles from his death grip on the steering wheel.
“He was wondering if you fired me because he hasn’t seen me at work.” I also notice missed calls from Tom. My phone dings again, a reply from Mark. Theo leans over and reads my message asking if I want to have lunch with him.
I hear Theo growl, so I turn to him, raising an eyebrow. “What’s got into you? Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Theo.”
“Tell him no,” Theo growls out. I roll my eyes and reply telling him I’m too busy today.
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