Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Pretty much.
She glanced up at the Fox to see if he truly minded, but he seemed amused.
Good.
Because she didn’t want her butt spanked either.
“Don’t think of it as us ganging up on you,” she told him. “Just us working together to show you the right path.”
“I’d stop while you’re ahead, Tutu,” Brody mock-whispered. “I think he’s onto us.”
“Oh, you’d be right,” the Fox said. “I’m also thinking that you’re trying to get out of telling us what’s wrong.”
She squirmed slightly. Drat. So that didn’t work. “I’m not trying to avoid it.”
They both shot her looks.
“You said you had something to tell us,” Brody prodded gently.
“Tell us. Now.”
She had to roll her eyes at the difference in their approaches.
“I just . . . I don’t know how to tell you this.”
“We scared you,” Brody said. “Did we do something that . . . that reminded you of him? Is that why you said your safeword?” He appeared almost ill at the thought.
“We made you think of him?” the Fox demanded. His eyes were growing stormy with rage. Okay, she had to tell them what was going on before the Fox lost his mind.
“Not exactly . . . it’s just . . . you have to . . . you have to promise not to freak out.”
“Hey, whatever you have to tell us, we’re here for you. We’re listening. And we won’t overreact, will we, Fox?”
“I can’t promise that until I know what it is,” the Fox said stubbornly.
Okay, she should have realized he’d say that.
“It’s just, I . . . I’ve never done that before.”
“You’ve never had someone go down on you?” Brody asked, sounding shocked.
“What the fuck?” the Fox asked. “What was that dickhead Brad doing? I always knew he’d be a two-pump chump. Probably all missionary, under the covers, with the lights off. Did he even get you wet first? Hard to imagine he’d get any woman wet.”
“Fox,” Brody said sharply. “That’s not helping.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” she said.
“You’ve never been with two men?” Brody asked. “We get that, sweetie. I mean, it’s not like I have much experience. I’ve never had sex with a woman before. I could be crap at it. And we know that . . . that we have to take things slow with you.”
Because of what he’d done to her.
But that wasn’t the issue. Well, not entirely.
They both looked at the Fox, if anyone was likely to have experience with a threesome, it was him, right?
“Why are you looking at me?”
“Have you ever, um, had sex with more than one person at a time?” Brody asked carefully.
“A threesome? No, I’ve never had a threesome. I barely had interest in touching one person, let alone two at once.”
“We can take things as slow as you need to,” Brody said, adjusting his glasses nervously as he looked back at Autumn. “And if you can’t ever have sex, that’s fine too.”
“No sex?” the Fox asked. “That’s a possibility?”
Brody shot him a look. “Yes, Fox, it’s a possibility.”
They stared at him, surprised at the sternness in his voice.
“Are you standing up to me, Pup?” The Fox purred.
“Yes. Because if Autumn can’t ever have sex with us, then that’s fine. Isn’t it?”
“Well, of course that’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be? I mean . . . it’s going to mean that you’re a lot busier, boy. But I’m sure your mouth, ass, and hands are up for the task, aren’t they?”
Brody gulped.
She stared at them both. Then put her thumb on her forehead. “Dibs getting to watch.”
Brody turned his gaze to her, then grinned. “What? Because there’s so many people lining up to watch?”
“There would be if they knew,” she said breathlessly. “The two of you could make a fortune. The Brody and Fox sex show. But then I’d get murderously jealous.”
“Murderously jealous?” the Fox murmured in her ear. “Do tell, Bunny. Would you get so jealous of people watching that you’d have to kill them?”
“Uh-huh.”
“What would you do? Hmm? Would you blind them all for daring to look? What would you do if one of them dared to touch what belongs to you?”
“I’d slice them open and pull their guts out.” And she would. She could feel the rage at the idea of someone touching what was hers.
Brody was staring at them, wide-eyed. “Are you getting off on her saying that she’d murder anyone who touched you?”
“Us. Anyone who would touch either of us,” the Fox replied. “You’re included in this jealousy-inspired murderfest.”
“Both of you are mine. I will cut any bitch or asshole that touches you, got me? No one is allowed to have what is mine.”
Leaning in, Brody kissed her lightly, his face lit up with pleasure. “We kind of got off topic. If you never want to have sex with us, that’s more than okay.”