Immortally Theirs [Legends & Myths] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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continuing. “If you could live forever, would you really want to?”
    Even knowing it was an impossibility, Claire thought about her answer before she spoke. “If I had someone to share it with, someone who really loved me, I might. And if I didn’t have to be afraid anymore, then yes, I think I would.” She stared into Christian’s eyes and felt the barriers she had built around herself begin to drop. She started talking, unable to stop herself. “I lost my parents in an accident years ago. I didn’t have any brothers or sisters and Mom and Dad’s deaths hit me really hard for a long time. My grandparents raised me after that, but they’re gone now, too.” Another tear slid down her cheek. “I’m just so tired of being alone.” Barely realizing what she was doing, she leaned into Christian.
    An epic struggle seemed to rage behind Christian’s eyes. “But, what about children, Claire? Would you want to watch them grow old?”
    Claire shrugged, knowing this conversation was all hypothetical, but still wanting to answer honestly. “I can’t have kids. We found out after we got married. Mark liked to remind me that I was broken.”
    The war in Christian’s eyes reached a tortured peak, but then it was replaced by a look of absolute and utter surrender. Christian pulled her into his arms, his hands sliding up her back. His lips descended on hers in a crushing kiss. Unlike the gentle, smoldering kiss she’d shared with Stefan, this kiss felt different. It was born out of desperation and yearning.
    Claire parted her lips, wanting him to take her, to possess her mouth fully. He didn’t waste the opportunity she presented and his tongue plunged into her mouth. He tasted so good, an intoxicating mixture of cinnamon and clove. Her tongue battled with his for dominance as they slid along each other and explored each other’s depths. Her hands sought the hard planes of his chest and she pressed herself into his muscular embrace. One of his hands pushed its way up into her hair and he pulled her to him tightly. His hips ground into hers and she felt the hard bulge of his cock against her heated pussy. Claire’s head swam. Her thoughts were completely lost in the overpowering heat and shared need between them.
    A protest ripped from her throat when Christian tore his lips away from hers, until she realized his reason for the abrupt ending of the kiss. A group of tourists stood at the entrance to the grotto, their mouths gaping at the sight before them. She felt her face burn with embarrassment and Christian reached for her hand. He tugged her around the bemused spectators and out into the bright sunlight, leaving their stunned spectators behind.
    Claire tried to catch her breath and clear her thoughts, but she didn’t have much success. What the hell was she doing? She’d kissed Stefan yesterday and then turned around and practically mauled Christian! And she’d told him about Mark and what he did for a living. She pressed her hand to her face and shook her head, worry overcoming her. That couldn’t have been a good idea. What if Mark went after the two brothers for giving her a place to stay? Or what if Christian and Stefan tried to protect her from Mark? She knew that scenario wouldn’t end well. Both Christian and Stefan were well built and looked as though they could take on just about anyone in a fight. But Mark wasn’t just anyone and she knew he wouldn’t fight fair.
    A cold sense of dread crawled through Claire. It was bad enough that she knew she would die at Mark’s hands, probably sooner rather than later. But she couldn’t stand the thought of something happening to Christian or Stefan because of her. As wrong as it might seem, she was beginning to have feelings for both of them. And they were feelings she knew she shouldn’t indulge, though she seemed to have very little willpower where these two brothers were concerned. Part of her wanted nothing more than to spend her last days on earth

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