Chapter 418-Three Of Us Together

Verity:

It felt as though, after such a long time, we had finally found our way back to each other.

The moment he pulled me close and took me to the couch, even I couldn’t stop myself.

Neither of us had even realized that we hadn’t locked the door. We had only closed it.

He was on top of me, his lips trailing down my neck as he pulled my dress slightly open.

His hands moved over my breasts before he pulled them free from the top of my clothes.

The way he touched them made it seem as though he had been starving for this for days.

My own hands kept moving, sometimes through his hair and sometimes over his body.

I didn’t know what was happening to me.

I was not supposed to do this.

But the heat in my body kept rising.

When he shifted over me, I parted my legs and adjusted my body between his.

He began sucking my nipple, drawing moans from my mouth.

He slowly tried to grind against me, and every time he pressed against my body through our clothes, a surge of heat, almost like electricity, ran through me.

I could feel how hard his cock was as he rubbed it against me through his pants.

His hands slid over mine before he pinned both of my wrists above my head.

Then he lowered his face to mine, his lips finding mine.

He began sucking on my lips as his tongue slipped into my mouth.

I started sucking on his tongue, feeling all the heat between us.

The thrust of his cock against me from below sent another wave of heat rushing through my body, all the way up to my lips.

When he grew even more excited, he slid one hand down to his pants without breaking the kiss and unzipped them.

At the same time, he pulled my dress up and began removing my panties with one hand, his lips biting my upper lip while mine caught his bottom one.

My hands tightened around his arms and shoulders, holding on to him.

Then I realized he did not even want to move off me.

So he ripped my panties off and threw them aside.

For a moment, he paused and looked directly into my eyes as he slowly lowered himself.

This time, the thick head of his cock touched my naked pussy. I closed my eyes and gasped.

He seemed to like my reaction.

He began rubbing the head of his cock slowly up and down between my pussy lips, parting and pressing against them with each movement.

Just as he was at my entrance, I braced myself for a thrust.

But it never came.

Suddenly, we heard footsteps, and before we could pull away from each other or even register that someone had come inside, it was too late.

Theodore was yanked away from me.

I jumped off the couch, quickly pulling my dress down before fastening the rest of it to cover my breasts.

At the same time, I looked up to see who had arrived.

Jaguar had thrown Theodore away from me and was now facing me, his fists clenched.

I slowly lowered myself back onto the couch and stared at him, not even knowing what to say.

The way he was looking at me made me feel as though I’d been caught cheating on him.

Behind Jaguar, Theodore quickly zipped up his pants and got to his feet.

"What the fuck do you think you’re doing?" Theodore yelled, advancing toward him.

"No! Don’t put your hands on each other!" I shouted before Theodore could grab or hit him for pulling him off me, stopping them both.

"How did you get inside?" I asked.

Jaguar closed his eyes as though the answer should have been obvious.

"So you’re choosing him?" Jaguar’s voice broke as he pointed at Theodore.

I noticed some of the aggression left Theodore’s expression as he, too, began to wonder whether that was what this meant.

"No."

The moment I blurted it out, Theodore snapped his head toward me.

Jaguar closed his eyes as though a wave of relief had washed over him.

"What was going on here? Has he been coming to see you before this too?"

There were visible tears in Jaguar’s eyes as he asked the question, and I noticed Theodore made no attempt to deny it, even though it wasn’t true.

"No," I replied.

Since Jaguar had decided to assume the worst, I turned to him. "I warned you not to come after me. I said that because I was angry. It’s not like I’ve made a decision. I haven’t."

Jaguar began pacing anxiously.

"Do me a favor, Theodore. Please leave us alone. I want to spend some time with her."

The moment Jaguar said it, Theodore stepped in.

"No. I’m not going to do that."

He paused, his expression tightening.

"We were in the middle of something when you intervened. So no, you don’t get alone time with her either."

There was a sharp, hissing edge to Theodore’s voice that made Jaguar turn and face him.

I already knew what was going to happen.

They were going to argue again. Fight again and make me look bad.

Word would reach Ragnar, and then it would be the same chaos all over again.

"And you know what? You should both go."

I watched both of them shift.

"But you don’t need to fight again."

Theodore quickly approached Jaguar before turning to me, as though trying to get him to agree with what I was saying, "we are not fighting."

Jaguar turned to look at his brother before he too nodded his head.

"Yeah, of course. I just want to sit here and spend some time with you. It’s been days, Verity," Jaguar replied, slowly lowering himself onto the couch on my left.

I noticed Theodore watching him, and he immediately moved to sit on my right.

With both of them sitting on either side of me, I felt completely overwhelmed.

They had me squeezed between them.

"Now, tell me. Tell me if you have missed me," Jaguar whispered, leaning toward me from the left.

They were both too big for the couch, and there wasn’t enough space, so our bodies were already pressed tightly together.