For a moment she did nothing, she was no dog, she would not submit to their twisted cruelty anymore. With a hard glare, she met his eyes with defiance. His expression was unreadable, but Everly could sense the hard edge of his control in him as his eyes narrowed. Holding the sandwich unmoving at her lips, he wrapped his arm around her back until his right hand settled over the small bump of her stomach, softly he caressed her through her shirt fabric.
Warm liquid heat melted through her body in acquiescence. Why?! Why did their protective, gentle touch to her stomach do this to her each time? Opening her mouth, she averted her gaze in embarrassment as she obediently let him feed her. Silently they continued like that, he fed her the remainder of the sandwich and leaned back against the headboard as his hand continued to idly rub her stomach as she sipped her tea.
Setting down the mug, she looked out the large windows ahead of her. “Why do you want me?” She whispered. “Why me, out of all the other women?”
Taking the tray from her lap, Reid pulled her backward until she was leaning fully against him, feeling the heat of his naked chest against her back.
“Because you were made for us,” his deep voice rumbled through his chest to hers. The manly scent of his clean soap and deodorant distracted her as she relaxed deeper into his body. “I never put too much stock into fate or destiny, but finding you…” Feeling the expanse of his wide chest enveloping her back Everly’s heart jumped when she felt the subtle scratches of his short scruffy beard hairs run across her cheek as he kissed her cheek gently. “You, my love, changed that. I knew almost immediately that we were meant to find you…”
“And capture me?” She snapped back tartly. “You are saying that you knew when you saw me you were meant to abduct me?!”
Nuzzling deeper into the crook of her neck, Everly’s eyes fluttered close at the feel of his strong arms wrapping around her and his big hands splaying possessively over her stomach. She felt his smile against her neck as he grumbled against it. “Yes,” in a long low growl. “I told you, I was not going to risk losing you. I refused to just watch you fight and stumble to survive. Not when you could be here with us.” The grip on her stomach tightened slightly, and she felt his teeth scrape along the tender flesh of her neck sending shivers through her body. “You are safe with us, in our arms, where we can hold you and love you. Now finish your soup before Zane comes back.”
Imagining Zane’s furious face, Everly held her hands up from her lap without protest as Reid replaced the tray to her lap. Eating in silence, the light in the room slowly faded away as the sun started to sink behind the trees.
“You know, when we were kids Zane saw a commercial that made him think tomato soup was pretty much God’s panacea.” Everly found herself listening attentively, she would be lying if she didn’t admit she wanted to hear more personal details about the two brothers. “The commercial had this kid come home from a cold, snowy day at school. The mom hugged and kissed the kid and served him a big bowl of hot tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich. Since then, Zane seemed to think that it was the only food to serve the sick.”
Everly could hear the amusement in Reid’s voice as she looked down at her now empty bowl of soup. Despite his fury, Zane still made her something he believed that would stave off any sickness, a small pang of guilt entered her heart again. Zane did rush to save her earlier, she could still clearly see his look of despair when she slipped from the bridge or the feel of his strong arms grabbing her beneath the water. But she could also remember his cruel threat.
“Did you both pretend to get sick a lot when you were younger, to get your mom to serve you that?” She asked, still trying to picture the two muscled brothers as little boys.
Reid tensed beneath her, there was a heartbeat of silence. Did she say the wrong thing? Finally, Reid spoke his voice low and rough. “We didn’t have the luxury to get sick nor the luxury of a mom.”
Everly stilled under the weight of his words. No mom? The “luxury of getting sick”? What did that all mean? It wasn’t good, a voice in her head answered, whatever it was, their childhood wasn’t a good one that much was certain. Looking down at the rough hands cupping her stomach protectively, Everly tilted her head to one side in silent observation before covering his hands with hers.
“Mmm,” he growled low in his throat before removing the tray from her lap. “Come here.”
Turning her to the side in his lap Reid pulled her lips to his. Again, the electrifying tingle of forbidden arousal coursed through her body at his masterful touch. Tilting her back into the crook of his arm Everly’s hands spread across his chest doing nothing to push him away as he explored her mouth coaxing out tiny whimpers from her throat.
“She needs to be resting,” the lethally soft command hit the air around them like a gong.
Slowly pulling away with no obvious sign of hurrying, Reid slowly slid his darkening gaze towards his brother standing in the bedroom doorway. Nothing was said between the two, but Everly knew there was a silent interaction and play. Too afraid to meet Zane’s gaze yet, Everly sunk deeper into Reid’s naked torso hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
The sound of the door shutting was the only sound that followed.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, Reid kissed her gently on the forehead before muttering something in French as he lifted her back onto the pillows.
“Though it pains me to admit it, he is right,” Reid gave her a wry smile as he got up from the bed. “Get some sleep.”
With one last heated look, he grabbed the tray off the nightstand and left her alone with her conflicting thoughts.
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The feeling of the bed dipping on either side woke her up. Blinking tiredly Everly could see that the room was dark and only the soft glow of the fireplace broke up the room’s shadows. The automatic curtains were closed tight making the room feel smaller and more intimate. With shuttered eyes, while staying still as possible, Everly watched as Reid, wearing only his black brief shorts climbed into bed next to her. The slight shift behind her and the warm radiating presence engulfing her back signaled Zane took his own place at her left. Doing her best to feign sleep, Everly tried to lay very still. As if in an act of self-sabotage her skin prickled with phantom twitches and itches here and there making her pretense that much harder.
“Today can never happen again,” Reid’s serious voice echoed into the cool air around the bed. “Do you understand Everly?”
Silence loomed as she held her breath waiting.
Seconds ticked by like molasses.
Opening her eyes, Everly miraculously held back a startled gasp as she realized she was nearly face-to-face with the man. Laying on her side, she was facing Reid, but she could feel Zane behind her, she could feel his presence practically vibrate her body. Or was that his anger still? Too coward to turn and look, she focused on Reid.
Refusing to simply surrender like they wanted, Everly frowned at him. “I refuse to just—eek!”
The grip on her shoulder turned her over with near whiplash force cutting off her argument with a small shriek. Now on her other side, Everly’s chest was pressed tight to Zane’s naked tattooed chest while his hand clamped securely on her waist. Staring down at her like a wolf cornering a rabbit, Zane’s eyes were wild and wide.
“Dammit, Everly what did I say earlier?” Zane’s voice was deep and furious.
Trembling, Everly wildly pushed at his chest, she couldn’t stand it, she couldn’t stand his anger. Everly knew what savage anger like that did to a man, she was versed firsthand in it growing up. Eventually yelling would not be enough, threats and growls always escalated and always ended with her getting hurt.
She wasn’t sure if he felt her trembling fear or realized the sheer desperation to get away gleaming in her eyes, but Zane’s own anger abated immediately with shock. Letting her go he watched with disturbed confusion as she scooted all the way back until she was practically cocooning herself in Reid’s chest.
“Sshh b
aby, I got you,” Reid’s arm wrapped heavily around her waist. Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he continued to whisper everything was ok.
Still somewhat lost in her own fear, Everly watched as Zane dragged his betrayed eyes from hers and looked up and over her head at Reid. She wasn’t sure what was exchanged but whatever it was only seemed to make Zane angrier. The flash of anger in his eyes before falling onto his back with a grunt told her as much.
“You have to understand that we would never hurt you,” Reid continued, ignoring his brother’s mounting ire as he continued to stroke the dip of her waist soothingly. “Zane is still just angry, he nearly lost you today, he is still shaken by it.” Reid’s hand flattened over the curve of her hips and tightened possessively. “Hell, I’m shook by it, and I wasn’t there,” his voice rasped, tightening with emotion. “I have to say, he handled it a whole helluva lot better than me, because baby,” he paused, waiting for her to turn her head to look up at him questioningly, marine blue eyes danced with dark promise. “You would be chained to the bed if it were me.”
Appalled she flinched under the heavy weight of his hand. “Don’t say that!”
Kissing her quickly on the lips before she had a chance to turn away, Reid buried his face back into the crook of her neck. “Mmm but I will say it because, let me tell you, I’m not a strong enough man to handle what Zane did,” he replied without one ounce of remorse. “We can’t lose you, Everly, not after just finding you.”
Looking at Zane again, Everly’s heart lurched with pain as he continued to stare at the ceiling, the muscle along his jaw twitching violently.
“So, believe me when I say neither I nor Zane would ever raise a hand to you baby, you have to believe that.”
Zane “tsked” deep in his throat with disgust as he shoved aside his covers prepared to stand, and in that moment Everly realized.
Without thinking her arm shot out from her protective cocoon and grabbed onto Zane’s arm. The firm muscled flesh tensed under her grip, and even though she was only a fraction of his strength, Zane allowed her to hold him in place.
“Zane…” she wasn’t sure what to say, she just knew that she didn’t want him to continue feeling that way –disgusted.
Her fear had insulted him and, on some level, she could understand that she didn’t agree at all with his methods, but she understood his hurt.
“I…I hate to be yelled at,” she stammered in a whisper, averting her eyes from his, she stared off into the room’s darkness remembering her father’s fury. “I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to get hurt again.”
Coming closer, Zane cradled her face with both hands and pressed his lips to hers softly. Whimpering in relief, Everly relaxed into his kiss letting him take the lead. The feel of Reid’s large body pressing into her back as Zane delved deeper into her mouth sucking gently at her tongue was a storm of sensations. The enveloping feeling of being held completely at the mercy of these two men was scary and arousing all at once.
“I would never hurt you, sweetheart, let me show you how much I love you,” Zane whispered against her parting lips.
Her heart thudded in her chest in warning.
“Clothes off,” Reid ordered. Two pairs of hands began pulling at her clothes.
“No Reid…wait,” grabbing for her pants, the flannel material was pulled down her legs and just out of reach, while her button-down matching pajama shirt was undone and stripped away.
“Mmmm no.” Reid purred simply against her neck as he unclasped her bra and pulled it down her arms. “You know you want us. The way you softened in my arms earlier tonight told me as much.”
Zane slipped her underwear down her legs leaving her completely naked between them. “You were practically ready to ride my face in the shower, my love, so why fight now?”
Mortification heated her face and renewed her fight, pushing at Zane’s roaming hands she shook her head. “No, that…that was a mistake,” she couldn’t say it wasn’t true, even now she was shamefully heated all over by their savage need. “I was just scared. I just wanted you to hold me and not be angry.” Which was true!
Grabbing her hands Zane came closer until he was practically pressing her against Reid. Her breath caught in her throat at the feel of their hard arousal pressing into her front and back.
“Don’t worry sweetheart,” Zane held her hands firmly in his grip not allowing her to move, she could feel Reid’s hand spear through her course curls over her own desire. Zane grinned wickedly as she moaned at Reid’s touch. “We’re going to hold you all night, until you’re begging us.”
His words and Reid’s rough fingers slipping into her soaking channel made her grow even wetter. Nipples peaked at the feel of Reid’s low groan rumbling through his chest behind her as he sunk his fingers deeper into her. The last remaining bit of her sanity yelled at her to fight back, to stop this but she ignored it focusing on the hot pressure of Zane’s mouth clamping roughly over her nipple. Tugging and biting, Zane filled her body with unheard of pleasure and pain as he mistreated her aching buds. Laying on her side, Everly could feel Reid’s long cock rubbing against the seam of her ass. Alarmed she tried to jerk away from the foreign sensation, but the two men held her firmly. Reaching down, Reid wrapped one hand around her thigh, lifting her leg.
“Reid, what are you…oh…oh God,” her words died into ragged moans as she felt the hot head of his cock push into her dripping sex from behind.
Reid’s guttural groan filled her ear as he pushed deeper in still, looking to seat himself to the hilt.
Whimpering, Everly could feel her inner walls quake and spasm at the invasion. Opening her eyes, she stared directly into Zane’s bright gaze, who was watching with open wild anticipation. Letting her legs fall on top of his so that she still lay parted for him, Reid grabbed her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. Pulling his hips back, Reid thrusted forward, driving into her so fiercely she instinctively grabbed onto Zane.
“Fuck yes sweetheart,” Zane muttered against her breast, as he slipped another bruised peak into his mouth enjoying her cry.
Holding her tight, Reid rocked into her with a savage pace. “Beg us to forgive you,” Reid growled in her ear.
No, shaking her head, she refused to be dominated this way. Zane’s movements barely registered in her mind as her body was consumed with the overbearing pleasure Reid was causing. Thick callused fingers danced over her course thatch of curls. Surprised, Everly met Zane’s dark smile as he traced small circles around her aching clit.
“Beg us, Everly,” Zane commanded evenly, all the while his fingers frustratingly missed the mark.
Sensing his brother’s new torturous tactics, Reid slowed his movements dragging his swollen length in and out at a maddening slow pace.
“Oh God, please,” she whispered breathlessly as Zane’s fingers brushed across the swollen nub just once.
“Not God, baby,” Reid groaned in her ear as he thrusted himself fully inside of her. She could hear the teeth clenching restraint in his voice. “You know what we want to hear.”
Nothing was making sense anymore, she felt as if she was losing her mind, the only thing that mattered was that shattering feeling just inches from her grasp. She wanted to cry.
Wrapping his hand around her throat Zane leaned closer, touching his forehead to hers. “Beg us, sweetheart and I promise I will go down and take that sweet little pearl between my teeth while Reid pounds that beautiful pussy until your dripping with his cum.”
On fire, her body and soul were ignited by his scandalous words. Grabbing a fistful of Zane’s hair, she pulled him close and kissed him deeply to his surprise while grinding her hips into the man behind her. Both brothers let out a loud groan.
Pulling back from the kiss, she grabbed Reid’s hand at her waist and placed it on her breast as she met Zane’s eyes. “Please, please forgive me I won’t do it again.”
Reid’s hand squeezed her breast roughly, “Won’t do what again? I want
to hear you say it my love,” he rasped, barely hanging onto his control. Pushing his hips forward Reid gave her a slow, shallow thrust that made her want to cry and scream for more.
“Please,” she begged, on the verge of tears now. She could feel herself dripping in readiness around him. “I won’t try to run away again.”
Like cutting the rope to their control, each man began to move. Moving lower, Everly watched Zane hover just above her tight throbbing clit. Grabbing her leg again Reid spread her wider as he gained leverage. Zane’s hot mouth clamped blessedly over the tortured bundle of nerves and suckled it between his teeth as Reid resumed his brutal pace. Pressing Zane’s head tighter to her body, Everly threw her head back on to Reid’s shoulder as the exhilarating heat she had been dancing with exploded through her.
Zane came back up and kissed her deeply as Reid shouted his own release above her, pumping the aftershocks of his climax into her spent body. Disengaging from her with a satisfied grunt, Reid fell onto his back behind her as Zane carefully turned her over to her other side, reversing the position entirely.
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