Sins of the Past (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

leave the room. She looked like she was ready to bite his hand off, but thankfully she kept quiet. Instead, she crossed her arms over her chest and frowned at him. Jacob wanted to give her anything she wanted to wipe the look off her face, but this time he wasn’t budging. There was no way he was going to cause her pain. He would rather cut off his shooting hand than hurt her.
    When Cole came back into the room, Jacob stood from the bed and lifted Lorna again. She didn’t make a sound or try to protest and he had the feeling he and Cole had a lot of groveling to do in their future. His little neighbor was a loudmouth not hesitating to voice her feelings. He could handle that, but a quiet, seething Lorna was a scary sight. If he didn’t know the woman was in love with them, Jacob would have probably been cowering from the tiny woman who looked like she was two seconds from exploding. Instead, Jacob lowered her into the water and nodded at Cole, satisfied when she sighed and leaned back into the water.
    Cole kneeled down beside the tub and grabbed the soap. Jacob knew there was no way he was going to be able to kneel on the hard tile floor with his bad knee so he sat on the edge of the tub and handed Cole the washrag that had been draped over the side.
    “Please don’t be mad at us,” Cole said as he lathered the rag.
    Lorna sighed. “I’m not mad at you guys, but I’m also not going to let you control me either. I love you but that doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself or make my own decisions. I’ve been doing it most of my life.”
    “We know you can take care of yourself, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t going to try to take care of you.”
    Jacob nodded, agreeing with Cole. “You’re ours now. We aren’t giving you up so we need to compromise. Just because we want to take care of you doesn’t mean you can’t still be independent. We have no problem with that. Hell, it’s the one thing that attracted me to you the most, but when it comes to your safety, that’s something we won’t back down on. We will take care of you in that regard. Even if it means we have to protect you from yourself.”
    “What the fuck does that mean?” Lorna asked angrily as she sat up.
    Cole gripped her shoulder and pushed her back down as Lorna glared at the both of them. He used the soapy rag and started rubbing it across her chest, ignoring the fact that she was trying to slap his hand away as he circled her nipples. Damn if Jacob’s cock wasn’t trying to perk back up at her anger and her potty mouth. The curse word coming from her lip shouldn’t have turned him on, but it did.
    “It means you should have told us you were sore.” Jacob answered her question. “The last thing we would ever do is hurt you whether it was intentional or not. It wasn’t fair to us to not know you were sore until we were hurting you.” He paused watching as the knowledge of what she had done sunk in.
    “I’m so sorry.” Lorna sighed and all the tension left her body.
    “Also,” Jacob continued, not wanting to see the hurt look on her face any longer. “You should trust us enough to know we would never leave you hanging. We have ways of making you feel good even when you’re too sore for sex.”
    With that statement, Cole captured her lips with his as Jacob lowered his hand in the warm water and caught her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Lorna’s hips thrust up, splashing water all over the floor as he circled her bud, careful not to use too much pressure. He smiled when Cole released her lips and Lorna once again had that dazed look on her face as she gasped for breath. She was truly beautiful and Jacob felt lucky to be in her presence at that moment.
    Cole circled her soapy nipples with his fingers before pinching and pulling them. Not one to slack on his duties, Jacob continued circling her clit, adding a little more pressure as he watched her face for any signs of discomfort. The only thing he saw was pure pleasure as Lorna threw her head back and moaned. She humped his finger as she gripped Cole’s hands and pressed them harder against her breast. Jacob stilled his hand and allowed Lorna to writhe against his finger. He knew the moment she was close to orgasm when her rhythm faltered. He took over then and lightly pinched the swollen bud. That sent Lorna over the edge and she screamed as she slammed her legs closed and came against his hand.
    When Lorna finally relaxed back into the water with the