Roman and Seth sat by the end of the long table. They took up two of three chairs. The third chair used to be taken by their third brother Dean. All the men around the table knew what had happened.
"Dean betrayed us," Roman said.
"That won't go unpunished," Seth said.
"How do you wanna handle it?" Braun asked.
"I'm glad you asked," Seth smirked.
Seth looked at Roman and got a smirk back in return. They both turned their attention back to the men again.
"There's an empty seat next to us. The one who kills Dean gets the seat," Roman said.
A loud gasp went through all the men. Whispers started up. Never once had anyone thought there would be any leaders than those three men. When Dean betrayed them, they all thought they would only deal with two leaders from now on.
"Silence!" Roman slammed his hand down on the table.
All the men went quiet. Roman's eyes wandered to the only woman sitting at the table. Phaedra with the shoulder long, wavy, cappuccino brown hair and the dangerous, dark green eyes. She was part of the gang but not like the men. Her role was different. She was chuckling lowly to herself.
"Do you have something to add, Phaedra?" Roman asked.
"Dean's not stupid. He'll see everyone of you coming. Hell, he's fucking expecting you all to come dance with him. And he's gonna take you down one by one," Phaedra said.
"Is that so?" Seth smirked.
"Yeah, it is so, and you fucking well know it, Seth," Phaedra smirked back.
"What do you suggest then?" Seth asked.
"That no one loses their head over this task. Think about what you're doing before you actually do it. I know you all want that seat, but don't rush it and don't do anything stupid. You need to outsmart him," Phaedra said.
"Like you know how," Dolph said.
Roman's hand came down again, only louder this time. His eyes turned angry, and so did Seth's.
"You will not disrespect her in my god damn house!" Roman yelled.
"Sorry, sorry," Dolph sank down in his seat. "I was way out of line. Sorry, Phaedra."
"It's okay," Phaedra said. "I know it was just your big ego talking. Let's be real, Dolph. You're not getting that seat."
"We'll see," Dolph mumbled.
"Dismissed!" Seth barked.
The men cleared out of the room but Phaedra stayed. She got up from her seat and walked up to the two men. Roman pulled her down on his lap and started kissing up her neck.
"I want you right now," Roman said.
"What about Seth?" Phaedra asked.
"You know he likes to watch," Roman said.
"What if I want him to join?" Phaedra asked.
"That's his call," Roman said.
"But..." Phaedra started.
"Ssh!" Seth shushed Phaedra. "You know I love to watch you get fucked by Roman."
"You're mean," Phaedra pouted. "I want..."
Roman cut Phaedra off by standing up fast and bending her over the table. He pulled her skirt and panties down to her knees and placed a hand on her back to keep her there. He managed to open his jeans with his other hand and pull his dick out. He slammed into her without warning, grabbed both her hips and started thrusting.
"Oh god!" Phaedra mewled.
Phaedra turned her head to see Seth with his dick out too, playing with himself while watching.
"Seth," Phaedra reached for Seth.
"Moan his name first," Seth teased.
"Oh god, Roman!" Phaedra moaned. "More! Harder!"
Seth jumped up on the table in front of Phaedra. He placed himself on his knees and held his dick in his hand. He moved close enough for Phaedra to wrap her lips around his dick and suck him. Her moans got stuck in her throat but both men enjoyed the sound of them.
"That's it, baby girl. I can feel you. Give in to me," Roman said.
Phaedra cried out right after Roman had said that. He grunted behind her as he came too. Seth pulled out of her mouth and came over the table. Roman pulled out of her, sat back down and pulled her down on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Seth climbed down from the table again, kissed her forehead and tucked his dick away. He walked out of the room and came back shortly after with a wet cloth to clean the table.
"Dean would always make one of the others clean up after him," Phaedra said.
"Do you miss him?" Seth asked.
"Do you?" Phaedra asked.
"Of course we do," Seth sighed. "But our hatred runs deeper than what we used to feel for him."
"What about you?" Roman asked.
"I cared for him deeply but I was never in love with him like I am with you two," Phaedra answered.
Seth let go of the cloth and leaned down to kiss her.
"I love you too," Seth said.
"We love you too," Roman chuckled. "And it is easier to share a bed now when we don't hear him walking the carpet thin and making noises all through the house on all those sleepless nights."
"I'm sure he was trying to figure out the best way to stomp our heads into the dirt," Seth gritted his teeth. "He fucking betrayed us, man!"
"I know," Roman patted Seth's arm. "It's okay to be hurt. I'm hurt. We're all hurt."
Phaedra raised her head and looked from man to man.
"If I kill him, do I get the seat?" Phaedra asked.
"Oh, baby girl," Roman chuckled. "You're not part of the gang the same way as our men."
"I still kill for you when you need me to," Phaedra pointed out.
"True," Roman laughed.
"And you're damn good at it. People trust you way too easy," Seth smirked. "I love that about you. You can get in where no one else can."
"Yeah, about that," Phaedra pointed at Seth.
Seth looked at Roman and then back at Phaedra.
"No!" Seth barked.
"But I can get close to him," Phaedra said.
"No!" Roman raised his voice. "It's a fucking no, Phaedra!"
"I'm not asking your permission," Phaedra said.
"We will stop you," Roman said.
"Only if you know when I'm going," Phaedra said.
"Stop it!" Seth growled. "We can't fucking lose you, Phaedra. It's not about not wanting you to take that seat. I'd be fucking proud to have you sitting up here with us. But it's Dean. You said it yourself to the men. You have to outsmart him."
Phaedra stood up and pulled her panties and skirt back up.
"Who better to do that?" Phaedra asked.
"He's not gonna fall for it. Dean's not that dumb," Roman said.
"Not if I run in there with a knife or a gun," Phaedra said. "There are other ways. I can get to him. A part of him still loves me. He proved that by leaving the rose on my pillow that night. He wanted to take me with him but he couldn't risk asking me. He knew I would never leave you. I'm telling you, I can get to him. I can kill him."