Chapter 13

Your voice came out low, passing through the door as soon as you opened it; and within seconds, we were crossing the door to Tauro’s suite. The large king-size bed, still messy, caught my weight as Tauro placed me on it, and the two of them stood serious, looking at me with crossed arms.

"Explain, Zel, now!" Bruce unbuttoned the first button of his suit jacket, leaving it on the marble counter, crossing his arms over his chest. I saw Tauro doing the same as him while the two exuded testosterone throughout the entire suite.

I pulled my legs up, looking at them cautiously.

"I don't know why you're like this, and I don't even understand why you brought me back here. You told me it was just for one night, and there was still this morning, wasn't there?" I lifted my eyes to Tauro. "I was serious, I have to pack my suitcase, it's my responsibility to take care of the confirmations for our car and our return to Chicago."

They looked at each other and then back at me. Tauro exhaled slowly. He sat down on the bed, and I was grateful not to have two men my size towering over me.

"Zel, what scared you?" His voice was low as his large hand stretched out to my leg, pulling it toward him while he removed the ballet flat from my foot. "Was it the people around us? Were you afraid of what they would think?"

I wiped my face, trying to force the tears back in. They didn’t understand that this would be a stain on my career that would never wash away. I tried to turn my face away, but his fingers were quicker, making me focus on his eyes.

"That was it, wasn't it? You thought they were judging you because what you did was wrong. Do you think what you did was wrong, sweetheart?"

"No!" My voice came out in a sob as I looked at them. Bruce pulled a chair close to the bed and sat down calmly as he watched us. "But I will never be seen as a true professional by others if they think I’m just your whore!"

"You're not our whore, Zel, and I don't want you to refer to yourself like that again." Bruce relaxed his shoulders, now breathing calmly. "People don’t need to know what we did, Zel. Tauro and I would never go around talking about this kind of thing. We’re men, cariño, not two curious teenagers."

"I know..." I whispered softly, bringing my knees closer to my face as I held my legs. "I just got scared, I didn't know what would come next, I hadn’t thought about it."

Tauro lifted his fingers, stroking my face, tucking a stray strand of hair from my braid behind my ear.

"I really should prepare for our return, and lo siento..." I was scared. In my head, I swore I had a flashing sign on my forehead: I'm sleeping with two men.

"Don't feel that way, sweetheart..." Tauro's soft voice was calm as he placed a kiss on my knee, looking at me fondly.

I felt my body melt under those blue eyes. Damn, what was happening inside me? I knew I had a huge crush on him, that was obvious, but it was purely physical, nothing more. Yet, with every affectionate word that left his lips, directed at me, I wanted to throw myself into those strong arms and stay there forever.

"I liked what happened, I don’t want you to think otherwise." I whispered softly. "My sex life hasn’t been like a porn actress’s, nor have I been a nun, but I really liked it. But that doesn’t mean I belong to you. And it doesn’t mean I’ll be clinging to both of you. I know it was something casual, you told me that, there’s no need to think I’ll be a crybaby begging for attention. We’ll go back, and everything will be the same as before. Soon, I’ll finish my internship, and we won’t even see each other anymore."

Bruce muttered something, making me look at him, but his eyes stayed focused on Tauro, as if leaving me out of whatever conversation they were having mentally.

"Zel, why did you agree?"

Tauro’s voice hit me like a bullet while his eyes were locked onto my reaction.

"Because sí..."

"Zelda, answer..."

I closed my eyes, wanting nothing more than to run from them, but I knew they wouldn’t let me go far. I exhaled, gathering all the courage I didn’t have.

"Because I'm attracted to both of you, and I also knew about your preferences and… mierda..." I muttered under my breath, biting my lips. "Because my vagina is a shameless thing, and I must suffer from some sadistic and masochistic disorder for wanting to know more about how this would work in practice… outside of the videos I watched..."

I was as honest as I could be, but I would never admit to the erotic dreams I had about them.

Tauro crossed his arms, turning his face to Bruce.

"Are you attracted, cariño?" Bruce raised an eyebrow mockingly.

"Don't be arrogant, you know I am. Just like you know about Tauro too."

I turned my face toward the window, not wanting to see the amusement on their faces.

"I'm calm now, can I go to my room?"

They looked at me, returning to the unreadable expression that made it impossible to figure out what they were thinking.

"Tauro hasn’t finished some negotiations here yet," Bruce said seriously, standing up. "We’ll probably stay until the end of the conference."

I looked at Tauro, who nodded in agreement.

"But you never like to stay until the end, you always leave after the third day, and the conference still has three more days..."

He stood up, shrugging as he walked to the bar and grabbed a drink.

"I have projects in the south, I need to make sure everything is running smoothly." He took a sip, setting the glass down on the table.

"Well, then I’ll go, I really need a change of clothes, this collar is killing me." I put my feet on the floor, looking for my flats.

"If your clothes were here, you wouldn’t need to go to your room." Bruce's voice caught me by surprise, making me look at him as he buttoned up his suit again.

"The suite is big, you might want to check what’s in the minibar..."

I was in shock—they were really considering continuing this.

"I don’t think that would be a good idea... I prefer to stay in my room."

I looked at the floor, searching for my shoes but unable to find them.

"Where did you put my shoes, Tauro?"

He shrugged, walking to the phone. I saw his eyes follow my steps, and my body was suddenly blocked by the large man in front of me, his dark eyes locking onto mine. I hadn’t even seen him move.

His big hands grabbed my face, and everything else faded as his lips claimed mine in a demanding kiss. My fingers clutched at his blazer, afraid I would collapse if he let go. His other hand ran down my back, pulling me closer, pressing me sweetly while deepening the kiss.

It took me a moment to register that Tauro was behind me, his fingers dragging my skirt down.

"What?"

Bruce’s hands lifted my turtleneck, leaving me exposed to them. My breasts, already throbbing in my bra, nearly burst out, full and sensitive.

"So beautiful, cariño..."

His eyes darkened with lust as he stopped at my neck, looking proudly at the large mark he had left there. My whole body shivered when his lips kissed the sensitive bruise.

"Señor..."

My eyes shut in agony as I melted under the big man touching me. The rough fingers on my back moved quickly, unclasping my bra and, soon after, my panties, stripping me bare before them.

I was lost—I no longer remembered my own name or what we had been talking about.