fucked her, thoroughly. And
more than once. She sighed tiredly. Everyone would know it now.
“It’s not Jesse,” she groaned, pushing her fingers restlessly through her hair. “You
should know better than that.”
“James!” she squealed.
“Dammit, Charlie, shut up,” she shushed her frantically. “He’ll hear you.”
“Ella, do you have any idea what you’re doing? What you’re getting into?” Her
voice lowered. “Honey, he and Jesse have shared their women more than once…”
“Not me.” Ella came out of her chair, her hands trembling violently as she shoved
them into the pockets of her robe.
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“Maybe not with Jesse, but Ella, James and Jesse aren’t the only members of their
pack, hon. I could name you half a dozen now.”
She shook her head. “What the hell are you talking about?”
Charlie sat back in her chair, her mouth falling open in surprise. “You haven’t
heard? They’re called the Trojans, babe. Because of their dominance, and their sharing.
They like submissives, Ella. You aren’t a submissive. Are you?”
“You know I’m not,” Ella bit out. But she wondered. What James had done to her
that night, the dark promises he had made to her as he buried his cock inside her over
and over again, threatened her belief that she wasn’t.
“Ella, those men, they don’t mess with women who aren’t submissive. Women who
won’t give them that ultimate commitment.” Charlie came to her feet, facing her in
concern. “You ran from Jase because of his demands. James will be worse.”
Ella shook her head. “I’m in control,” she whispered. “He won’t do it if I don’t want
it.”
“And when he leaves because you can’t do it?” she whispered fiercely. “Dammit,
Ella, haven’t you been hurt enough?”
“It’s my choice, Charlie.” She raised her head in determination. “My choice. No
matter what happens.”
Charlie watched her silently.
“He’s the one,” she finally said slowly. “The one that came in while Jase had you
tied down. The reason you divorced him and moved so damned far away for so long.”
Ella turned away, her lips opening as she fought to drag in more air, to stem the
panic rising in her chest.
“Stop, Charlie,” she whispered, turning back to her as she stared at her friend
pleadingly. “Please, let it go.”
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“My God. You’re in love with him.” Charlie shook her head, amazement shaping
her expression. “Ella, he’s the one. The reason you ran and turned into a bitter old nun.
My God. He’s younger than you are.”
“Six years…”
“He shares his women,” she pointed out again.
“I don’t have to agree…”
“But you will to keep him.” Charlie was angry now. Her voice throbbed with it, her
face flushing with it. “You will, Ella. Because you love him.”
“Enough.” Her hand sliced through the air as her soul trembled with the
knowledge. “This isn’t any of your business, Charlie…”
“The hell it isn’t.” Charlie’s voice rose with her anger. “Dammit, Ella, I watched you
destroy yourself after that divorce. Turning into a bitter old woman before your time
because of that bastard…”
“Lower your voice.” Ella was shaking with her own anger now. “And remember,
Charlie, I didn’t ask you for your opinion then or now.”
“Like you have to ask for it,” Charlie snorted is disgust. “Really, Ella. It’s voluntary,
darling.” The sarcasm was a clear sign that Charlie was rapidly losing her temper. Ella
wasn’t far behind.
“Everything okay?” Ella’s head swung around to the doorway and she wanted to
groan in dismay when she saw James standing there, watching them mockingly.
“Don’t you know how to dress?” she bit out in irritation, seeing all the smooth,
perfect muscle that she knew Charlie was eating up with her eyes.
He arched a dark brow questioningly. “I thought all good little boy toys
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