Jealousy slithered beneath Sebastian’s skin like a snake. Fangs bared and venom dripping, the dark monster searched for a place to strike, and it found one—in his gut. “Did you fuck them?”
Deke’s office fell deathly quiet. The air went eerily still. Thane didn’t speak. So Sebastian asked again, “Did. You. Fuck. Them?”
Thane exhaled. “Would it matter, if I did?”
Possessiveness was a hemp rope. It tied around Sebastian’s chest, pulling tighter and tighter, squeezing harder and harder, until breathing became not only difficult but also damn near impossible. “What do you think?”
“I think it would bug the shit out of you.” Thane rose from his chair. “Not that you’d ever admit it.” He prowled toward Sebastian. The urge to run crawled up Sebastian’s legs. He forced the impulse down. “But the question is, what would bother you more—me fucking Baylor? Or me fucking Derrick and Tanner?”
Rage ran white hot down Sebastian’s spine. Thane had better not have stuck any part of him inside of any part of them. If he had, Sebastian would have his dick on a stick, and he’d roast it over the biggest goddamn fire he could find.
~In Love, There Was You (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas 2)
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