Chapter 26
ISABELLA
When you meet a man you like, there's an initial seduction phase, during which you get to know each other more or less shyly. Then, affinities develop and the more you learn about the other person, the more you want to learn more. You want to spend all your time with the other person and feel close, but not just physically. With Dom it was like that, the seduction phase lasted a little while because I couldn't see the signals he was sending me and then I got caught up in a whirlwind. He became the person at the center of my world, and I didn't mind doing everything for him and putting his needs before mine.
The intensity of the whirlwind I find myself in is stronger, but that doesn't scare me. I feel so good... like I belong. I have a little voice telling me to be careful and not to make the same mistakes, but deep down I have a stronger voice telling me not to worry, to let myself go, and that they'll always take care of me.
Is that the bond? If I were as religious as my mother, I might think God was sending me a message.
We drive home, hand in hand, in silence. Jax kisses the back of my hand from time to time and smiles at me at every red light. The silence isn't heavy... quite the opposite... it's soothing.
I want to give myself completely to these three men.
When the car is parked in the garage, Jax gets out and walks around to open the door for me.
"Do you really need to get to work right now?" He asks as he leans close to my ears, and his voice sends shivers all over my body.
"Yes?" I answer not sure.
"Don't you know?" He asks me, laughing as the elevator doors open.
"I must. But..."
"We're both in the same situation in this case." He sighs. "Do you need anything other than what you have here to work with?"
"No." I answer, shaking my head.
"Perfect. Shall we work together?"
I nod and he graces me with his beautiful smile.
JAX
It's impossible for me to concentrate for more than two minutes when the smartest, most beautiful, sexiest girl I've ever met is in the same room. Everything she does is sexy and I didn't think it was possible. When she thinks, she makes a weird face, with her nostrils flaring, well, even that I find sexy... that's saying something.
Suddenly, she sighs and closes her laptop.
" Is something wrong?" I ask, pretending I'm working and not analyzing her every move.
"I have no inspiration. Zero, nada..." She makes a little noise, frustrated.
"Do you want me to try to help you?" I ask but my eyes involuntarily drop to her cleavage where a button on her shirt came off 3 minutes ago.
As my gaze travels upwards, I realize instantly that I've been caught red-handed. Her cheeks are flushed, but in her eyes I see something other than embarrassment.
It's the same look she had before kissing me in the car.
Fuck, I want to kiss her and more than that. As if she was reading my mind, she gets up from her chair and I'm left stunned, not knowing what to expect. The three of us agreed that we'd go at her pace and let her take command.
I watch her cautiously as she walks around the table to get closer to me. I back away, still sitting on the chair, and watch her sit gently on my lap.
"I don't know... if this bothers you or I'm too heavy..."
"Stop it." I say softly, running my hand behind her neck. "I just want you to feel comfortable doing whatever you want. I'm yours."
She slowly approaches her lips to mine and I let her take control and quickly open my mouth when I feel her tongue. Electricity runs through my body and my wolf tries to take over.
"She's ours. She's our mate. Let's mark her. Mark her!" He repeats over and over.
When she backs away, she smiles at me and I smile back. She lets out a muffled cry as I lift her from the chair. I walk to the kitchen counter and set her down on it. Her hands on my biceps, I explain. "The crack you saw yesterday on the counter, do you know how that happened?" She shakes her head. "Ash slapped his hand on it." She widens her eyes and I continue. "Now you have an idea of how strong we are. Carrying you will do absolutely nothing for us, especially if it means having you right up close to us."
"I want you." She says to me in a whisper. So softly, I'm not even sure I heard what I heard. The surprise must be written all over my face as she continues. "I want to do what I want and live. My soul is drawn to the three of you so much that I can't control myself. Being on your lap or on this counter with you right in front of me isn't close enough. I have no explanation for what I feel and it doesn't scare me in the least. Mi stai facendo impazzire, Jackson Black. Credo di essermi innamorata di te."
I have no idea what her last words were, but I understood the beginning, and that's what counts. She wants me, she wants to be closer to me, just as I want to be even closer to her. I don't have time to think more about what she's just told me, because she kisses me again, and this time I can feel her letting herself go completely. I untie her hair and run my hands through it as she pulls my shirt out of my pants and starts to unbutton it. I do the same and feel her hands running up and down my torso. I take off her shirt and back away to take a moment to look at her. She's even more beautiful than I'd imagined. Her breasts wouldn't fit in my hands and her soft belly make her perfect. My hands on her waist, I approach her once more and we kiss, letting our hands touch every inch of uncovered skin.
I rest my forehead on hers. "What do you want?" I ask her.
"I told you. Then take me to your room Jax."