Teased: Resisting the Billionaire Volume One

When she opened her eyes, one of the brothers was smirking. The other was staring with his mouth just slightly open in anticipation.

"That's not what I meant to say, obviously."

"But it's what you were thinking." The smirking one said.

"Don't twist my words."

"Not much to twist." He said. He was insufferable. But he was also right.

"I...I need to get out of here." Melanie turned from the brothers and retreated into the forest.

"Great, now look what you've done." She heard Alex say. Then she second-guessed herself. How did she really know which was which?

"Melanie, come back!"

"Leave her alone for God's sake. She needs some space away from you and your crazy mind games."

"You mean you and yours."

Melanie was glad when the sound of their bickering voices receded into the background. She walked for what seemed like forever and then threw herself onto a patch of warm golden sand in the forest, shaded by tropical foliage.

She was in more turmoil than ever. In some ways, she didn't want this dream to end. But on the other hand, she didn't want it to become a nightmare either. She had begun to think that maybe this could go on for a long time. With the attentiveness of the brothers, she had been seduced into thinking that this was something she could get used to, a life she could enjoy. After all, why not? Her life in LA wasn't so great. Most of her old friends were married with kids already or if not, they were planning for families or weddings. She had somehow been 'left on the shelf' with only Mitch McGovern beside her.

Since she was a little girl, Melanie had dreamed of being swept away, taken by someone so utterly in command that she could just surrender herself to him. But no man had ever been able to do that. Not until Alex had come along…and there was a memory coming back now. She froze, struggling to hold onto it. Alex... they had met in the airport, hadn't they? And he had... it was no use. The fleeting memory was gone. At least she was sure that they were both trying to be Alex for a reason. He must have been the one she liked of the two. The one she had made the connection with. Maybe there had been something between them, just as she had overheard at the lagoon. Had she really made love to one of those beautiful men already?

She longed to take him again in her arms, between her legs, to feel his passionate breath on her neck, her arms, her breasts, and his head going lower as she arched her back in ecstasy