Chapter 24 24
POV LOIS
Undeniably, this wasn’t going to go well. Ezequiel hadn’t spoken to me again, though he hadn’t moved away from me either, and I was grateful for that, because his presence managed to soothe my pain. I couldn’t mention the other things he stirred in me, but soon this would all be over.
“We’ve arrived,” he announced—very obvious, since the train had stopped. “They’ll pick us up at the exit and we’ll go see Emmanuel. A doctor will check you, and I’ll give him this your parents handed me. They said it was very important for the doctor attending you to know about your condition. What condition are they talking about?”
“It’s something private,” I said. I didn’t want to sound rude—never my intention—but I didn’t want to talk about my “condition” right now. “What happens next?”
“That’s something I assume Emmanuel or the director will explain to you.”
“Ezequiel…” He hadn’t given me the answer I wanted. “Are you okay?” His jaw tightened and he squeezed my hand; I could swear I heard his teeth grinding. “You can reject me.”
“Or accept you with your conditions. Do you think I don’t know that’s why you did it? Trying not to hurt anyone is complicated and sometimes makes us the ones who end up wounded.”
“But you didn’t want to be rejected either.”
“And you don’t want to accept us, Lois. You need to be firmer in your decisions.”
“But you said anyway that I couldn’t refuse the future Alpha of your pack. You want me to choose even though I have no choice. What exactly are you asking of me?”
“That you take a risk, Lois!” He stood up from the bed; he was going to let go of my hand, but I clung to him. He didn’t put much effort into breaking free, but he did stop looking at me.
“I’m sorry. But don’t you dare imply I’m a coward when clearly this isn’t a normal situation, Ezequiel. They’re brothers! What happened that night was… sex, an unrestrained desire we felt in that moment, but turning it into a relationship is absurd, Ezequiel. The thought isn’t even in my mind. Two partners? It would surely be any woman’s biggest fantasy, especially because they… well… one only had to look at them. They could be any woman’s desire. The complicated part was everything that came with it. One of them would be the Alpha of his pack! If they were ordinary mortals, maybe… but they weren’t. They were far above me—that was obvious.
“Then why does it turn you on so much, Lois?” He threw himself onto the bed again, but this time on top of me, placing one hand on my neck and bringing his face dangerously close to mine. His eyes looked at me as if blaming me for something. I swallowed slowly and… no way. I licked my lips as I glanced at his, while he leaned closer. “You smell… aroused. Your desire is so strong it dries my throat and makes my chest react. My wolf growls, like it wants to devour you. I want to devour you. What about the tingling between your legs or the memories rushing into your head? You want to repeat it, Lois. And you can do it whenever you want.” He was trying… to persuade me. The memories flooded me and the tingling down there intensified, becoming almost uncomfortable. One of his hands slid down to my lower belly and he pressed his body onto mine. I felt his weight, provoking more wicked images in my mind; my back dampened with sweat and I couldn’t say a thing. What was I supposed to say? Everything he said was true. “Lois, what’s wrong with having both of us? Tell me, who the hell cares what others say? I promise you we don’t.” But he couldn’t know what Emmanuel would think of this.
“Ezequiel—” I said something more, but it turned into a mumble even I didn’t understand, because my brain was no longer coordinating—especially since his hand on my belly wasn’t on my belly anymore; it was sliding under the fabric of the clothes he himself had put on me earlier.
I was hypnotized by his gaze, trapped in it; the heat rising and rising, and nothing was going to stop now.
I wanted him—I wanted him so badly it felt like I was losing my mind. In this exact moment, I wasn’t feeling even the slightest pain. Desire overwhelmed me and—for the love of God—let him strip me already.
My lips trembled, wanting to move, but they were calmed by Ezequiel’s mouth. He kissed me. My hands moved to hold onto him, in case he had any intention of ending the kiss; I couldn’t allow it. My legs opened, wanting something more to happen—I craved it, needed it—I wanted to be with him.
“See?” He escaped my lips and placed both of his hands on the bed, removing the weight of his body from mine. My lips burned and my other lips were wet after his intense touching. “You want everything easy, and I won’t be the one to make it easy for you, Lois. Do you think you’ll be able to resist us just because that’s the easiest path? I’ll show you you won’t. You’ve just chosen the complicated one.”
“S-Show me?”
“You say you accept us, then each of us goes their own way. You chose that option thinking it’s the easy one, but it’ll be the most complicated.” He brushed his thumb over my lips and then smiled. That smile almost melted me. I knew kissing those lips was like kissing heaven—wanting more, clinging to them without being able to consume them, only satiating yourself. I didn’t quite understand what he was talking about; I heard his voice but didn’t comprehend. I only needed him to kiss me again, but he wouldn’t shut up—he kept talking and talking. It sounded important, but I didn’t care. The pain was returning—I needed him to kiss me. “Lois, focus.” He moved my face so I’d look into his eyes and not his lips—but looking into his eyes was even worse. “I’ll show you the path you’re choosing isn’t the easy one.” He kissed me again, numbing me all over. “I… Ezequiel accept you, Lois, as my partner.”
H-He did it.