Chapter 4 Crazy Fantasy
Jacob looked back with a distressed expression that made me feel strange. I knew he and Henry were very close, they were cousins and shared the same last name. Jacob lived with Henry and his parents after his parents died in an accident when he was seven. Since then, both only children, they treated each other like brothers. Jacob respected Henry deeply, but that respect could go too far.
"Henry?"
"I want to have some fun with you tonight, Jake!"
"What do you mean?"
"You're still a virgin, aren't you? I know you've never dated anyone, and even your lips are still pure and untouched."
"What are you trying to say?" Jacob looked increasingly uneasy at Henry's strange-sounding words, and I, too, was starting to feel a little scared.
Henry glanced at me for a moment, staring at me with those deep, passionate blue eyes. Then, he turned his gaze back to Jacob, who was still rooted to the spot.
"You two must have fantasies, right?"
"Fantasy?"
"Almost everyone in this world has a sexual fantasy they'd like to fulfill. But not everyone can. Same goes for me. I have a fantasy I desperately want to fulfill, and I want you two to help me!" He said coldly. I could sense the pent-up passion in his voice, which was growing heavier.
"Henry, what are you talking about? How could we possibly—" I stopped immediately after I said "we" meaning Jacob and me.
"I want you two to make love right in front of me!" He said. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Did I mishear him or what?
"What do you mean I made love to her? Are you crazy?" Jacob demanded.
"That's my biggest fantasy, Jake! Watching my girlfriend have sex with my best friend or my brother. I wonder if I'll get jealous or join in on the wild game."
Crazy, this was absolutely crazy. I was too shocked to speak. But Jacob's face was even more shocking. His eyes widened as if he'd just heard the news of death. I expected him to swear immediately.
"You must be insane!"
Yep, sure enough. It was exactly what I'd suspected a few seconds ago. He had the audacity to call Henry insane. Despite his immense respect for Henry, he still managed to curse at him.
"H-Henry, that—" I didn't know what to say. Just the thought of having sex with Jacob, who absolutely disgusted and hated me, felt impossible. Plus, Henry, my current boyfriend, had to watch us as if he were watching a pornographic film.
Jacob shook his head, smiling bitterly as if he still couldn't believe what he was hearing. Henry didn't flinch, remaining calm, as if it wasn't something taboo worth discussing.
"Do you mind, Jake?" Henry began to ask questions that sounded intimidating. He knew he was the alpha and in control here.
"Isn't there anything else you can ask of me?"
"I want that, and I want you to do it! Didn't you say you'd do anything for me, Jake? Weren't you willing to die for me? But why can't you do this?"
I was stunned. Willing to die? Jacob willing to die for Henry? What did that mean? What exactly was their relationship like?
Jacob fell silent, not answering, only staring at Henry with a cold gaze. A few seconds later, he stepped towards me and walked past me frozen in place.
"Let's go to the bedroom!" He said as he stood a step behind.
"T-to the bedroom?"
"Don't ask questions! Just do what she says if you really love him!"
"Love? It's precisely because I love him that I can't possibly do it with you," I thought to myself. I wanted to say that, but somehow it was stuck in my throat.
I followed Jacob with a strange feeling. Seeing his back facing me, I could tell he was also confused by the situation.
When the three of us were in the room, I felt even more uneasy. Henry had already taken a seat on the sofa three meters in front of the bed. He sat down casually, unbuttoning his shirt and exposing his chest.
Meanwhile, I stood in front of the bed, feeling uncertain. Jacob was right in front of me. I couldn't lift my head to see his face. I could tell he was extremely upset and wanted to kill me right now.
"H-Henry, d-do I really have to do this? I think this—"
"You love me, don't you?" Henry asked me with a very controlling look in his eyes. For the first time, I felt afraid of him. The Henry I knew was a charismatic man with a very polite and dignified air. I knew he was very dominant, but I couldn't believe he would use his dominance to ask me to do something this crazy.
"I love you, but—"
"Then you won't refuse me, will you?"
"Henry, isn't this unreasonable? What do you really want?" Jacob asked. Just like me, he was unsure about doing this. He was probably even more unsure than I was, considering how much he hated me.
"Just go with your instincts as opposites, like cats during mating season. Forget your personal feelings and pretend I'm not here. Do what you have to do and enjoy it!"
"Enjoy it? How could I enjoy it? I can't enjoy sex with a man I don't love...!" I screamed inside. Henry was the perfect man in almost every woman's imagination, so there was no way I could enjoy sex with anyone but him.
My body trembled slightly, and I tried to restrain it. I slowly lifted my head to see Jacob staring at me with a sad yet cold gaze. His eyes were somehow very attractive to him. They were as dark as sweet, slightly bitter dark chocolate.
Jacob took off his shirt, revealing his impressive muscles. He had several tattoos on his left arm and ribs, adding to his sexiness. As he began to undo his pants, my brain nearly shut down. I wondered if I was really doing it with him? This man, who hated and cursed my presence around him so much?
"Why are you so quiet? Take off your shirt!" He said in an irritated tone. Damn, it felt like he was being forced. How can a woman make love if she feels forced?
"B-but-"
"Just do it! You don't have to feel it. Just think of it as a task you must complete!"
"What kind of task is having sex like this?"
"You wouldn't want to see him angry!"
