I tugged on his arm. He remained rooted on the spot for a moment and then he glanced at Jasper who was standing there with his arms folded, looking affronted.
"Sorry," Cole mumbled in his direction.
Jasper just shook his head and moved to sit on the couch. "Amazing what pussy does to a man," he drawled and stared off into space.
Cole looked guilty that he had lashed out at Jasper. Of course the guy would never hurt me. He had risked his life to save me.
"Why did you scream like that?" Cole asked me with a small frown.
I looked at him sheepishly. "To draw you out," I said weakly.
He sighed. "Skye-"
"Look, I'm sorry. It was a cheap trick. But I'm going crazy here and I can't stand your silence. Come on."
This time, I pulled him along until he sat down on the couch between Jasper and I and a smile formed on my lips. This was perfect. This felt right. I didn't want any bad feelings between us. We could be a team.
"We didn't mean for it to happen," I said to Cole, taking his hands between mine. Jasper rolled his eyes and I shot him a glare. ‘You're not helping’, I mouthed because Cole was looking at our joined hands and not directly at me.
Jasper chose that moment to give me a smouldering look and dug his teeth into his bottom lip in blatant invitation, making a frisson of desire curl through my body. Jesus. It was like the guy could not get enough of me. Like he was in some kind of lust-induced frenzy and he dragged me along with him. He thought Cole was being a baby when he had already announced a day before that we could all be together since there was no other way for things to work out.
But I understood that Cole had a problem with actually going through with what he had agreed to.
"Last night, we...um...I don't know...we were talking and one thing led to another." I almost cringed at my own clichéd explanation. "I'm sorry we didn't talk to you first. It wasn't planned."
God damn it, why was Jasper being so stubborn letting me flounder here by myself? I gave him a pleading look and his gaze softened a fraction.
Slipping his hand through the strands of Cole's dark hair, he took control of the situation and made our mutual boyfriend turn towards him.
"She's happy," he assured Cole in a firm tone. "We love her. She loves us. It's going to be fine. You trust me, don't you? You trust her? Talk to me," he said impatiently when Cole wouldn't answer. "You said you were okay with this."
"You could have waited one day," Cole snapped at him and freed himself from Jasper's grip.
Jasper exhaled and leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers buried in his hair. "I lost control," he said quietly. "I didn't do it to hurt you. You know that. If you want, I won't touch her. I won't do it again okay. We'll come to that when you're ready."
I heard the sincerity in Jasper's voice. He would never touch me if Cole told him he had changed his mind. For him, Cole always came first. It hurt but I loved him for that. I loved knowing he would do anything for this man we both wanted in our lives and our beds.
Cole was looking at me forlornly. I tried a reassuring smile. After a long moment, he squeezed my fingers where ours were entwined on my lap before he withdrew one hand and placed them on Jasper's shoulder.
Immediately, Jasper straightened and looked at his boyfriend hopefully. Cole nodded at him.
"I'm alright," he said to my utter relief. "I want us all to be happy. I'm...ready."
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Cole
I was far from ready. But they both looked so miserable and guilty that I knew something had to give.
I loved them both to death and the last thing I wanted was for us to live in a perpetual state of awkwardness or tension. Besides, I was the one who had told them it was okay. I was the one who had suggested a ménage à trois. A threesome. It was just the shock of them having sex so quickly and the pain of being excluded from it that got to me.
I was not over it. It took me days to get over stuff like this. I considered it a betrayal. Jasper was not allowed to sleep with her alone. She was mine first. She was mine. Period. If he wanted to do sexual things to her, I had to be present.
I knew that wasn't fair. They loved each other too but I did not give a damn. Part of me was so afraid because...because if Skye had gotten a taste of Jasper's lovemaking methods and not balked or bolted, it only meant that she was going to get seriously addicted. Just like I was when I first started sleeping with him.
Which meant Skye would be more drawn to him than me. I wasn't deluded. I knew I didn't really push boundaries during sex. I did what I liked and tried to be generous so she enjoyed it too. But Jasper... He made sex feel like a dream. He made all the bad stuff feel good. He was a walking sexual fantasy for men and women alike and Skye obviously agreed. They looked at each other like hungry animals.
"Damn it," I cursed angrily and kicked at a stray boot when I tripped over it in my bedroom.
Jasper entered at that moment, glanced at me, closed the door and then bent to pick up the boot to
