Bound For Blood (Feathers & Fire Book 1)

by Loxley Savage

  I’m so lost in the moment that I forgot the other two males are still in the room with us, but the potent smell of their excitement makes its way around the small room, reminding me of their presence.

  My mind drifts to them, wondering what it might feel like for all three phoenix warriors to take me at the same time.

  Mine.

  Then it dawns on me. “Wait.” I hold up a hand and scoot off Keegan’s lap. “Didn’t you say I have three true mates?”

  “It seems that you do, Princess. Lach and I both feel the same connection to you that Keegan does, it just won’t feel as strong until we… consummate it.” Orian blushes when he talks about having sex. My face heats as well, and I look down to find something interesting on the floor.

  Would these guys actually share me? And why does that thought make me so hot?

  Keegan chuckles. I look over at him and see a very amused look on his face.

  “What?”

  “You have forgotten, Trinity, I can sense what you are feeling.” His voice lowers, and his golden eyes bore into mine. “What you desire.”

  I gasp, suddenly feeling very exposed and unsure, tiny in a room full of large warriors. The walls feel like they’re closing in on me. I shiver and pull my shirt closed, hugging myself with my arms. Nerves kick in, and I begin to tremble.

  “I have so many questions,” I say, rubbing my hands up and down my arms.

  “And we have many of the answers, Princess. You can ask us anything. We are yours.” Orian’s eyes lock onto mine as he replies. His gaze holds nothing but sincerity, he believes what he says. That he is mine. That they all are.

  I can sense so many emotions flitting through her pretty head. Disbelief, shock, and skepticism run in the forefront of them all. I can’t blame the poor thing. This is all so much to take in. It’s not like we revealed all this information to her over time, letting her process what she’s learned. Instead, we dumped it on her all at once.

  Concern fills me when she begins to tremble as the conglomeration of emotions overwhelm her. “Sweetheart, you’re shaking.”

  “I’m sorry. It’s just. I-”

  “Princess, you have no reason to be sorry, okay?” She risks a quick glance up at me and nods before diverting her eyes back to the floor. She’s hesitant and apprehensive, unable to trust us yet, even though I can feel she wants to. I let out a sigh. We knew this would take time, that we would need to be patient. But it’s so damn hard when I just want to wrap my arms around her and tell her it’s going to be okay. I want to protect her, serve her. Hell. I’ll do anything to ensure she’s safe.

  “May I have some clothes, please?” she asks, looking at no one in particular.

  “God, we’re such asses.” Ri slaps a hand to his forehead. “Of course you can. They will be big on you, but you can wear anything you want, okay?” He waves her over to the drawers that pull out from under the bed and squats down to open them. Trinity digs through the clothes, finally deciding on a pair of red plaid boxers and a black long sleeved t-shirt. They’re Ri’s, and even though he is the smallest of us, the clothes will still be huge on her. He also hands her a pair of long, warm socks.

  Standing there she looks around the room, seeming very unsure. “Umm. Is there somewhere I can change?”

  I move to open the bathroom door and gesture inside. “In here, sweetheart.” She walks in and gasps.

  “A shower! Can I take one? Please?”

  I can’t help the laugh that bubbles up at her excitement over this tiny shower, but I don’t want to rain on her parade.

  “Of course you can! There is shampoo and body wash in there already that you can use, and fresh towels in the closet.”

  “Oh, thank you!” She wraps one arm around me in a timid hug.

  “Anything for you, Princess.” I wink at her when she looks up at me with the prettiest smile on her face. She walks in and closes the door behind her. The guys and I move over to the table and benches, wanting to give her a little privacy.

  The bathroom door squeaks open, and Trinity comes out wrapped in a white towel. She looks at the floor and bites her lip.

  “Umm. Can one of you help me please? I don’t know how to turn it on.”

  “I’ve got this,” Lachlan volunteers. He stands up and walks over to her with a grin on his face.

  Lucky bastard.

  Yes! The Princess needs help in the shower, and I beat the other assholes to the punch! I’ve been dying to get her alone, even if it’s just for the brief moment I’ll have with her setting up the shower. She smiles up at me when I walk over to her. I grin back as a warm feeling builds in my chest. I can’t help it. She just makes me so… happy. “After you,” I say and follow her inside.

  The bathroom is tiny, just like our little Princess, with a small shower/tub combo against the left wall, a sink in the middle and a toilet on the right. The door shuts behind me, leaving the two of us alone. I close my eyes, enjoying her scrumptious scent as it fills the small space. She smells like my favorite cookies, sweet, warm, and inviting.

  Feeling a tiny tap on my chest, I open my eyes and look down to see her sweet face smiling up at me. “Are you going to just stand there or are you going to help me?” she giggles. She’s so fucking cute, and a grin stretches across my face. I reach down and palm her cheek. She smiles and closes her eyes, nuzzling into my hand. I brush my thumb along her smooth skin as her lavender orbs lock onto mine.

  She takes my breath away. I swallow and try to remember what the hell I’m doing in here. Oh yeah! The shower. I put my fist to my mouth and clear my throat before speaking. “Okay, Princess. Are you ready for your first lesson?” I arch my eyebrows and smirk at her.

  “My first lesson?” Her face screws up in confusion. Adorable.

  “Yes, Princess. I plan on teaching you many things.” The first hint of arousal floods my cock when I think about all the things I would like to teach her and how I might go about doing it.

  “Oh yeah?” She cocks her head and puts one hand on her narrow hip while holding the towel closed with the other, with a playful look on her face. “Like what, Lachlan?” My name rolls off her tongue like the sweetest honey, causing blood to rush between my legs.

  “First, my dirty girl needs her shower.” She gasps, and her mouth hangs open in shock. I wink at her. She pouts, and it’s the cutest fucking thing.

  Laughing, I reach around her and point to the knob. “H is for hot and C is for cold. Move this one back and forth for hotter or cooler water.” She nods and licks her lips. That small action arouses me so much, it takes everything I have to keep from pulling her face towards mine and claim that hot little mouth of hers for my own.

  I shake my head, trying to rid my mind of naughty thoughts and point to the diverter. “Pull this up when you want the water to divert from the spout to the shower head.”

  “Okay, got it.” She looks up at me in expectation, like she’s waiting for more. When I don’t come forward with more information, she asks, “How do you start the water?”

  “Oh! Pull the knob out first.” As I reach around to show her, I feel a hand push between my shoulder blades, and I go crashing into the tub as the water pours out of the spout. She laughs and pulls the plunger, diverting the water to the shower head, instantly soaking me.

  When I look up at her, she has a huge grin on her face as she laughs at me. “You’re going to get it now baby girl,” I growl out. She reaches for the door handle, but she’s not quick enough, and I grab her upper arm, pulling her down into the tub with me.

  With a look of surprise on her pretty face, she lands with her back against my stomach, her head resting on my chest. I grip her tiny wrists in one of my hands and gauge her reaction. When all I can sense is excitement, I pull them up over her head. The movement causes her towel to gape open in the middle, showing the swell of her breasts and the top of her slit between her clenched thighs.

  “You want to fight me, sexy?” I slide my fingers ever so slowly from her throa
t, down in between her breasts. I drag the soaked towel off her, exposing her perfect tits. I try to ignore the scar and its implications and only focus on her wet body. My cock hardens at the sight before me. “I can guarantee that you won’t win. Hell. Maybe you don’t even want to.” I run my splayed fingers across her nipple as the shower pours down on us, flicking the tight bud with each digit as I go. Her chest heaves, her heart rate spikes.

  Her desire for more pours through our bond, encouraging me to continue. “You like this, don’t you, dirty girl?” I pinch her nipple, and she moans. “Are you ready for me to teach you your next lesson?”

  She nods. “Yes, Lachlan,” she says breathlessly. “Show me.”

  A groan escapes my lips. I leave her plump nipple and run my hand down her body. I try to dip my finger between her thighs, but I can’t fit with her legs clenched.

  “Open your legs, Princess,” I growl out through clenched teeth. “Or I will open them for you.”

  “I’d like to see you try.”

  The little minx wants me to take control. “Gladly.” My voice comes out raspy and thick with lust. Still holding her wrists in one hand, I wrap my long legs over her tiny ones and wrench them open, exposing her center. She gasps, her breathy sounds only heightening my excitement.

  “Ahh, much better.” This time I find no resistance as I play with her pussy, diving into the warmth. I dip my finger inside her and find she’s already wet for me. She groans as I thoroughly wet my finger before pulling out and focusing on her clit. I tease her first, slowly circling the little nub, only flicking it every few strokes. She moans and writhes above me, wiggling her tight ass against my groin as she tries to rub herself against my finger.

  “Tsk, tsk, tsk,” I scold, disapproving of her actions. I lightly spank her pussy. She mewls and bites her lip. “My dirty girl is so greedy, aren’t you? You must be patient or I won’t give you what you want.”

  She whimpers, but she stills. “That’s my girl.” I begin to make slow circle again, the moans and needy noises coming out of her mouth are almost enough to make me come without her even touching me. “Do you want this?”

  She nods. “I want this.”

  “Good.” Focusing directly on her clit now, I glide over the hardened nub with my finger back and forth as her mewls of pleasure grow louder. Her body begins to tremble. “I’m going to let go of your wrists now, but you’re not going to move your hands, are you?”

  “No.” Her voice is breathy as she closes in on her orgasm.

  “Good.” I let go. “Now place your hands behind your head and keep them there.” She does as she’s told.

  “That’s my girl.” She looks so hot with her arms above her head and her legs spread wide as beads of water cascade down her body. I want to fuck her so bad, but I won’t. Not yet.

  Working her clit with one hand and tweaking her nipple in the other, she begins to unravel. Her moaning grows louder as I pick up the pace, rolling her nipple between my fingers while I strum her clit like a fucking guitar.

  “Ahh. Ahh. Ahh!” I pinch her nipple and her clit at the same time. She screams, and her body convulses as she gushes all over my fingers. I slow my pace, allowing her to ride out every wave of her orgasm while her body trembles in pleasure.

  She’s magnificent.

  “Fuck, Princess. You have no idea what you do to me.”

  “What do I do to you, Lachlan? Tell me.”

  I pause for a moment as I try to form how I feel about her into words. “I can’t think when I’m around you. The whole world fades away and all that exists is you. I can’t stop thinking about how bad I want you. How bad I need you. How much I long to claim your hot fucking body and make you mine.”

  “Lachlan,” she whispers as I remove my finger from her core and bring my hand to her full tits. There’s nothing sexier than cupping a perfect pair of real tits, and hers are exceptional. Wrapping both of my hands around them, I squeeze and fondle her, loving how soft and supple they feel. She moans, and her hands unlace, reaching to find my hair, gripping it at the base of my skull.

  “Lachlan,” her whisper husky as she pleads with me. She looks up at me with desire in her eyes before pulling my face down to hers. The moment our lips connect the world starts to spin, and it’s me now who fights for control. The urge to claim her swells within me. My phoenix stirs as our tongues duel, and her body calls to mine. Her delicate fingers cradle my face as her lips massage mine. My dick hardens and my balls tighten, ready to burst at any moment. The desire to get inside of her is near insatiable. I’m starting to lose control.

  “Princess.” I nip at her lip. She moans into my mouth, and I pull away. She whimpers. I pick her up and spin her around so she’s straddling me, looking me in the eye, with her tiny hands gripping onto my biceps. This is probably a bad idea because now her magnificent tits are right in front of my face, and her wet pussy rests against the hard rod trapped inside my soaked pants. The water from the shower pours down her hot ass fucking body, and the rivulets trail over her tits, drawing my attention back there. Her nipples tempt me, so hard and plump, just waiting for a mouth to suck on them.

  “Baby.” I close my eyes and swallow, trying to regain some semblance of control before opening them again. Our eyes connect, and my heart stops for a moment. I cradle her head in my hands and lean my forehead down against hers, her hot breath fanning my face. “I have to stop now or I’m going to fuck you against the shower wall, and that’s not how I want your Phoenix to meet mine for the first time.”

  She sighs and nods. “Okay, Lachlan.”

  Goddamn, I want her so fucking bad. “Can I wash you, baby?” She blushes a gorgeous shade of pink and scrunches up her shoulders as she looks up at me under all those black lashes. Biting her pink lip, she nods. I smile. “Thank you. Now let me turn you around.” She’s lighter than air as I grip her hips. She squeals when I spin her to face away from me.

  “I apologize, but all the shampoo and soap in here has a masculine scent.”

  “That’s fine with me, I love how you guys smell.” Her voice is so sweet and innocent. She’s unbelievably adorable. Grabbing the shampoo off the ledge, I squirt a generous amount into my palm and get to work on her long hair.

  Starting at the top, I massage her scalp and work up a lather. “That feels amazing, Lach.” My breath hitches, and my heart swells. This is the first time she has used my nickname. I’m glad she can’t see the stupid grin plastered on my face.

  “Yeah? I’m happy to be of service, Princess.” She giggles, and my chest warms. I’m falling fast and hard for this girl. On the outside I try to keep a cool and stern persona, but she’s turning my insides into goo. Working my way down her long tri-colored locks, I have to stop halfway and get more shampoo. Once her hair is full of suds, I start on her skin. Wanting to feel her softness, I forgo the loofa and use my hands.

  Moving her hair to her front and out of the way, I rub some body wash between my hands and get to work on her back and arms. I kneed her sore muscles as I clean her skin. She moans when I get to a particularly sore spot. “Don’t stop. It feels soooo gooood.” She groans out the last two words, and I chuckle as she hangs her head.

  “Lift your arms up, baby.” She complies, and I massage down her sides to her hips, grazing the sides of her tits as I go. “You can relax your arms.” She lowers them to her sides as I squirt more body wash on my hands.

  My cock throbs underneath her when I soap up her chest. She leans her head back as I work and arches her spine, giving me a glorious view of her sudsy boobs. Fuck. She looks so goddamned sexy. I try not to dwell too long there, but honestly, I can’t fucking help myself. I mean, who doesn’t love soapy tits, right? Starting at the base of her tits, I grip them and slowly pull them out until only her taut nipples remain pinched between my fingers. She lets out a gasp as I release them and watch them bounce beautifully back in place.

  “Fuck, Princess. You’re irresistible, you know that? Every inch of you is flawless. Exqui
site.” I want her to know how sexy she is in spite of the pink scar running down her body.

  “Mmm.” She moans when I tweak her hardened tips. Dammit! I have to stop this right now, or I’m going to fucking lose it. Okay, I need to think of something gross.

  Old man balls, old man balls. I can do this.

  Leaving her tits behind, I work my way down her soft, flat belly to her legs, which are angled on the outsides of mine. With more soap in my hands, I rub out the kinks in her legs and down to her tiny perfect toes. I don’t dare touch her tender lower lips. I don’t want to test the little control I have remaining. “Okay, my dirty little girl is all clean. Stand up, and I’ll rinse you off.”

  “I can do it Lach-”

  “I will do it. Okay?” That came out rougher than I meant it to.

  “Okay,” she says meekly, and it melts my fucking heart. Gripping her under her arms, I help her up into a standing position then right myself. I grab the wand and spray her down, starting again with her thick hair. It takes a few minutes just to get all the suds out of her long locks. She reaches up to assist a few times, but I swat her hands away.

  Lifting her hair, I let the water pour down her back, rinsing all soap down the drain. “Turn around, baby.” My voice grows stronger as I regain control of my emotions. She turns, and she locks her hands behind her back as she looks up at me, her eyes so intent on mine. I wonder what she sees when she looks at me.

  Clearing my throat, I get to work, rinsing the suds off her stunning body and revealing her smooth skin underneath. Amazingly, her scar is already starting to look better than it did when she first woke up. “All done, Princess.” I turn off the water and grab a towel. Starting with her hair, I squeeze the water out before I pat down her body. Goosebumps erupt all over her skin, and she shivers.

  “You cold, baby?” She nods. “I’d hold you, dirty girl, but I’m all wet too.” She smiles and looks down at the floor. I wrap her up in a dry towel and sit her down on the sink. “I need to get out of these wet clothes. Feel free to watch.” She blushes when I wink at her and grab the hem of my shirt.