All Chapters of Two Billionaires and A Bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Trey sucked in air as Zane’s hand found them. Whatever he was doing felt good to Trey.“Please,” he moaned, straining and squirming inside her.“Please more?” Zane mocked, doing whatever it was again. “Or please stop before I make you come?”Unable to answer, Trey bit his lip hard enough to turn it white.Zane released him. “Your unworthy ass has had enough. You’ll take the next five across your back.”He returned to the foot rail, drawing the short lash along his hand. Rebecca could see him now without turning, but he wasn’t focused on her. The bulge at his crotch was huge, lines of sweat rolling through the golden hair on his bare chest. His big taut body was beautiful, his expression utterly determined. She was afraid and excited at the same time.As if Trey knew Zane was readying himself, he clamped her bottom tighter and rested his brow on hers. Zane filled his lungs with air.Sound burst from both men in tandem as the sixth lash fell.“Unh,” Trey grunted for the seventh, hips twi

The meeting weighed on Zane’s thoughts for the rest of the afternoon—how one man’s sins affected so many. He wondered if he should tell Trey he’d met his cousins. Would Trey want to know them? Did they have enough in common beyond the blood tie? He knew he didn’t have the right to shield Trey from making his own decisions but couldn’t seem to stop himself. He wished he’d gotten a better bead on the Sharps, good or bad.Rebecca returned from her appointment distracted too. Zane expected this was due to turning her mind to work. Monday was tomorrow. She’d be back at the Lounge early.She didn’t even try to talk her way into Mrs. P’s kitchen to cook dinner.Trey attempted to de-mope the mood by dragging them to the theater in the basement to watch a movie. Zane was aware of cars blowing up and the hero saving the world. Other than that, the plot slipped by him unnoticed.“Maybe we should turn in,” Rebecca said after Trey brought the lights back up. “We all have work tomorrow.”When Zane a

Zane’s mind wasn’t on what he was doing. Thoughts of what he’d just experienced filled his head. He’d enjoyed it start to finish, and he remained okay with it now. He wanted to do it again—though maybe not until after he’d taken Rebecca on his own. Watching Trey have her was inspiring. Zane got ideas for things he wanted to do to her.With a few of those ideas occupying his attention, it was only after he swatted down the light switch that he realized Rebecca had left the supply cabinet open. The thing was a reproduction of old-style pharmacy storage. Constructed in zinc, it included glassed-in shelves for stuff like towels, and drawers for the sort of items Rebecca had brought him and Trey. Unfamiliar with where they put things, she’d pulled all the drawers open. Too interested in not missing their show, she hadn’t shut them again.The cabinet was close to the door. Zane didn’t bother turning the light back on before he stepped to it. If he had, he might not have noticed the tiny red

He let himself enjoy the respite for five minutes. Then he got up to tackle Mrs.P. Trey volunteered to speak to the house manager, but Zane preferred keeping busy right then.“Stick with Rebecca,” he said. “Make sure the boys have anything they need.” Standing close, Trey rubbed Zane’s wrist with his thumb. His brows went up when Zane had to fight not to pull away. “Stop thinking about your dad and his macho code. Letting Rebecca see who you are was the right choice. Having that exposed doesn’t mean you’re being punished. It’s just Missy being a nasty cunt.”“I know,” Zane said. “In my head, I totally know.”To prove it, he kissed Trey softly on the lips—though Rebecca’s brothers still sprawled sleepily nearby.Trey pulled back from him and smiled. “Don’t let Mrs. P resign.”“I won’t,” Zane promised, knowing as well as Trey did that she’d try.His patience wasn’t completely up to soothing the guilt-stricken woman. She should have mentioned her nephew was the family troublemaker before

ZANE led Rebecca, whose heart was beating like a cornered rabbit, to the back of their huge closet.“We need to be seen,” he said, “as a threesome, as openly and boldly as possible.”He opened a double-door wardrobe with swirling exotic wood. Rebecca expected—or maybe hoped—to see suits for the men inside. Instead, a rainbow of expensive women’s dresses hung on the rack.“Holy crap,” was all she managed to say.Trey snickered behind them. “Zane has his obsessive side. He couldn’t help shopping for you in the hopes that you’d hang around.”“I’m supposed to wear one of these?” She touched a long silk gown in pale peach. It was even fancier than the silver slip thing he’d bought for her. “These dresses are beautiful, but I’m not sure they’re me.”“They’re you,” Zane said sternly. “The you you haven’t met. Think of them as uniforms for billionaires’ girlfriends.”She burst out laughing, which she hoped was okay. She looked at Zane to make sure. A muscle ticked in his chiseled jaw. Okay, ma