Page 10 of Her Irish Twins
“Well, what’s this now?”
“Nothing… I—we—” Charlotte stammers, looking mortified as she turns bright red. Gavin just grins.
“Playing doctor, I see?”
She blushes even deeper, but he just shakes his head.
“Well don’t stop on my account.”
“I—I should go,” she murmurs.
“No,” Gavin growls, shaking his head. “No, you shouldn’t.”
His voice is firm but soft, hardened by want and desire.
“You should stay, Charlotte,” he purrs softly, stepping into the small bathroom. She gasps quietly, swallowing as she looks up into his eyes, and damn if it isn’t the same look she gave me a minute ago. And right then, it hits me—she’s fighting it, and she feels turned around inside even thinking it. But deep down, on a primal level, she wantsbothof us. She doesn’t really know what to make of that thought, that much is obvious, but it’s there.
“Kiss him,” Gavin purrs, nodding at me.
“I—”
“You want to,” he growls. “So do it. Kiss my brother,a chroi.”
My heart.
Her breath is coming fast, her chest rising and falling quickly as her eyes dart wildly to mine, like she’s trying to figure out if this is even real or a dream. I decide to help her, and I reach out to slide my hands around her waist again. She gasps as I pull her back into me, flat against my body looking up into my eyes, her face flushed and wild.
“Kiss him,” Gavin groans from right behind her.
She swallows, her eyes lock with mine, and suddenly, we’re falling into each other again. She moans softly as our lips crash together, tongues entwining as I growl into her. My hands tighten on her waist, and my cockthrobsrock-hard through my sweats against her stomach.
And then slowly, I pull away. My eyes slide past her to my brother, who’s standing there with a look of pure hunger on his face. His jaw clenched, and his eyes sweep down over her.
“Now him,” I whisper.
Charlotte gasps, loudly.
“W—what?” she croaks out.
“Now him,” I purr. “I want to see you kiss him now.”
She swallows thickly, panting. She turns her head a little, her eyes darting from mine to Gavin’s and then back to me.
“I—”
“You want to,” I growl. “I know you want to, baby. So go ahead. Kiss him too.”
She swallows.
“This is crazy,” Charlotte whispers.
“Crazier than being shot at and running off with two strangers, naked?” Gavin growls.
She bites her lip, looking up at me before slowly, she turns to look at him fully.
“Maybe just as crazy,” she whispers.
“Do you want to kiss me?” he grunts.