“Talon … please, please, please…” I was so close.
“Come for me,” he growled, nipping my ear once more.
The bite of pain was just what I needed to fly over that peak, free-falling into bliss as I came around his fingers.
I was still breathing heavily when Talon rolled to his back, pulling me with him. I turned so that I was facing him, propping my head on his shoulder and draping my knee over his thigh as I fought to catch my breath. The sheet was still covering us both, but Talon took care of that, shoving it down and revealing his thick, heavy erection. I watched, fascinated, as he palmed his cock, stroking slowly.
He was absolutely beautiful from his head to his toes. All that burnished copper skin, the hard planes and angles, ropy muscle outfitted on a long, lean frame. And his cock … I’d never really considered a cock to be an appealing appendage, but Talon’s was thick and long, the wide crest glistening with pre-cum. I wanted to take him in my mouth.
“I watched you the other night,” I admitted, not sure why I was telling him. “When you were out by the pool.”
“With Corvin?” he asked, pressing his lips to my forehead.
I hadn’t been sure which of the twins had been with him, but that certainly cleared it up. “Yes.”
“What were we doing?”
I smiled against his skin because I was onto his game. Talon liked details. Dirty details.
“You were sitting on the edge of the pool. Corvin was between your legs. I couldn’t see exactly because you were facing away from me. But I have a vivid imagination.”
“Did you wish you had a better view?”
“Yes.”
Peering up, I noticed Talon was looking at me.
“Bram, come here.”
My eyes jerked to where Bram was standing near the door. Or rather where he had been standing, because he was moving around to Talon’s side of the bed. His eyes were locked on Talon, watching as that big hand continued to stroke his thick cock.
Talon’s other arm was wrapped around me, and I inhaled sharply when his hand palmed my ass, bringing me closer.
“You can have a perfect view now,” Talon said, his words raspy and low as he turned his head toward me.
I nodded, although I wasn’t sure he was looking for my permission.
“Bram, take my cock in your mouth,” Talon instructed, his eyes never leaving my face. “But do not make me come.”
Flipping my attention to Bram, I watched as the most beguiling green eyes sparked with heat.
Bram leaned over, his lips hovering over Talon’s cock as Talon stilled his hand, holding his rigid shaft firmly. Bram’s lips parted, wrapping around the bulbous head, lowering as he drew him into his mouth. It was such a sensual move, as though Bram had been waiting for the invitation and relished every second he had with Talon. I knew how he felt, because my mouth actually watered at the thought of taking Talon between my lips, dragging my tongue over all that steely flesh.
Even if I’d wanted to, I couldn’t look away. I was mesmerized, completely ensnared by watching Bram sucking Talon. I’d go so far as to say Bram worshipped Talon, very similar to the way the others had when I’d happened to stumble onto their encounters. The plane, the balcony…
Like the other times, both men were enjoying what Bram was doing. Talon’s abs constricted as he rolled his hips, pushing deeper inside that willing, eager mouth.
And it was turning me on. My body heated a few hundred degrees. It pretty much confirmed the fact that I was a voyeur.
Hmm. Voyeur and an exhibitionist. Interesting revelation, to say the least.
I alternated between watching Bram and admiring Talon’s face, the ecstasy that contorted his handsome features.
“Suck harder,” Talon urged, his voice guttural now, his fingers sliding into Bram’s thick black hair, holding his head firmly as he bobbed up and down.
Not even realizing what I was doing, I shifted the sheet down my thigh, my hand slipping between my legs.
Talon moaned, dragging my attention to him. That was when I noticed he was watching me touch myself. I’d never done anything like this before, never masturbated for anyone, but I suddenly wanted Talon to watch. I wanted to see his reaction.
Inching back slightly, I bent my knee, pressing my heel into the mattress, effectively opening myself to his hungry gaze as I teased my clit. Talon’s grip on my ass tightened the longer I played with myself, the more worked up I became.
I dared a look at Bram, saw that he was watching, as well. It sent a surge of liquid fire through my veins.
“Take me all the way,” Talon bit out.
Bram’s bobbing stopped, his head sliding down until more of Talon’s erection disappeared into his mouth.
Talon rocked his hips upward until Bram gagged. When he did, Talon retreated, then pushed in deep again.
“Swallow,” Talon ordered.
I could only assume he did because Talon growled low in his throat.
“Fuck, yes,” he hissed. “Make me come. Make me come right fucking now.”
Talon released Bram’s head, and I stared in awe as Bram’s hand fisted around the base, stroking in tandem with his mouth.
“After I come in his mouth,” Talon groaned, leaning toward me, “I’m going to fuck you. Hard.”
I wasn’t sure how that was possible, but I wasn’t about to argue.
“Fuck…” Talon’s fingertips dug into my ass when his hips rocketed up off the bed, driving his cock deep into Bram’s throat.
I watched as he shuddered, his body vibrating as he came.
When Bram stepped back, he was breathing hard, the steely ridge of his cock visible against the denim that covered him.
The next thing I knew, I was on my back, Talon between my thighs, his cock still rock hard as he rammed inside me. I threw my head back as overwhelming pleasure assaulted me on the first thrust. I’d never felt anything quite so exquisite. He made good on his promise, fucking me hard, driving me into the mattress, his body covering mine.
“Talon!” My climax bore down on me without warning, and I came, digging my fingernails into his shoulders as I tried to hold on.
“Braelyn … fuck, yes, baby. Goddamn, that feels so good.”
He didn’t stop, shifting my leg over his forearm, changing the angle, and making me cry out again and again.
“One more,” Talon insisted. “Come for me one more time, dirty girl.”
Although I wasn’t sure I could, Talon proved me wrong when he reached between us and fondled my clit.
It was then I shattered again, my entire body overwhelmed by the most amazing sensual assault.
And when Talon came a few seconds later, it triggered another orgasm, making me wonder if I would even survive all that this man had to give.
*
TALON
That was how I wanted to wake up every morning, I decided as I lay beside Braelyn, letting my labored breaths return to normal. A couple of powerful orgasms first thing in the morning … a great way to start the day.
“Turn on the shower,” I commanded Bram. “Get in and wait for me.”
Braelyn’s head turned, her eyes opening, searching my face briefly. “Can I watch?”
Despite the fact I’d come twice already, my cock kicked hard at the request. “Why don’t you join us?”
I thought for a moment she would deny me, but she finally nodded, a smile pulling at her lips.
To my surprise, she was first out of the bed, and I watched her long, lithe body as she moved across the room, disappearing into the bathroom.
Because I didn’t want to be left behind, I got up, went to the electronic tablet on the wall, keyed in an instruction, then went into the bathroom to join her.
Bram was naked, kneeling on one end of the shower, head lowered as he waited for me. Braelyn was on the other end, her gaze swinging between the two of us. The shower in my room was very similar to the one in hers, a wall of crystal-clear glass separating us from the outdo
ors, offering a breathtaking view. But in mine, there was nothing to obscure that view, the shower heads mounted overhead rather than splitting the glass. At the ends, where the glass stopped and tile began, there were body jets for those moments when a rain shower wasn’t enough.
And while the ocean was nice, it was Braelyn who stole my breath.
I walked in, stood beneath one of the sprayers, watching Braelyn, gauging my next move carefully. Although she hadn’t balked at having Bram in the room with us or having him suck me dry, I wasn’t sure how she would respond to what I wanted now. I figured I would soon find out.
“Bram, wash me,” I instructed.
Braelyn’s attention shifted to me, and I saw her amber eyes glitter with intrigue. Clearly she was too focused to notice that Rolphe had stepped into the bathroom, joining us at my request.
“Rolphe, wash my dirty girl.”
Her head snapped around, eyes widening as Rolphe discarded his jeans and walked into the shower.
While Bram’s hands roamed over me, soaping me from head to toe, Rolphe held up his hand for Braelyn. She hesitated but then placed hers in his and allowed him to lead her over to another of the sprayers, this one offering me a better view.
I could see the trepidation in her eyes, but it lasted only briefly. As soon as Rolphe’s hands began to massage her scalp, she visibly relaxed. I watched as Rolphe tended to Braelyn, shampooing, conditioning, then moving on to soap her skin with his bare hands. Her nipples pebbled when he grazed her breasts, and she swayed as he paid special attention to between her legs.
“Does it please you to watch him do this?” she asked, her eyes meeting mine.
I loved how bold she was becoming.
“Greatly,” I admitted.
When both possessions had completed their tasks, I joined Braelyn, ordering Rolphe to move over to Bram.
Standing behind her, I pulled her beneath the spray with me, leaning down and whispering in her ear.
“What do you want to see, dirty girl?”
Her breath hitched, but she remained quiet.
“I know you’re curious. Tell them what you want to see. Command them to do what will please you.”
Braelyn tilted her head up, peering back at me, and I nodded. I’d seen the way she watched them, knew she was turned on by the hedonistic aspect of having them here with us.
“I want Rolphe to…” She dragged in a breath, the next words coming out softer. “To fuck him.”
Deciding to make it easier, I commanded Rolphe to do her bidding. “Use the lube. Bram, ride Rolphe’s cock. We want to watch.”
When the two men came together, it wasn’t choreographed, nor was it forced. It was exquisite, two masculine men touching without hesitance, mouths colliding, hands roaming. They started out touching, tasting, skin to skin.
With my arms still around Braelyn, I could feel her arousal, the way her body softened, her breaths becoming choppy. Never did she look away as Rolphe slicked his cock before taking a seat on the long teak bench. Bram kept his eyes on us as he positioned himself over Rolphe, slowly inching down on him until Rolphe was lodged to the hilt inside him.
“Oh, God,” Braelyn whimpered.
I let my hands wander over her, kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples while we watched Bram lift and lower on the thick cock filling him.
“You like watching,” I whispered in her ear. “You like seeing them together.”
She nodded, although it hadn’t been a question.
When my hands wandered lower, over her belly, Braelyn shifted her feet apart, giving me access to the silky, wet center of her. I didn’t hesitate, sliding in one finger, then two, pumping my hand, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit. It wasn’t long before her moans echoed along with theirs.
“If you want them to come, you have to give them permission.”
Her head fell back against my shoulder as she ground herself against my fingers.
“You may come,” she announced, pressing against me. “Make me come, Talon. Please make me come.”
My eyes remained on them, letting them see the pleasure I received from seeing them even as I added a third finger, fucking deep inside Braelyn. As they’d been trained to do, they didn’t come until she did. The instant her cries of pleasure filled the space, they followed her over. Bram’s body bucked, his cock spurting in his hand while Rolphe’s arms banded around Bram, holding him still while he drained his balls deep inside him.
“Thank you for that,” Braelyn whispered, though I suspected she was talking to them, not me.
They obviously thought so, too, because there was something in their eyes—pleasure, maybe—as they nodded back at her.
I dismissed them, then turned Braelyn in my arms and sealed my mouth to hers. I didn’t take more than her kiss, but I ensured she could feel my excitement, my need as I plundered her mouth.
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Yes,” she said against my lips. “I guess I really am a dirty girl.”
“My dirty girl,” I said, peering down into her eyes. “Mine.”
I held her for a moment, unable to hide my smile. When she finally settled, I released her, ordered the shower off.
“I’m going to get dressed. I’ve got things I need to deal with in my office.”
Braelyn nodded, wrapping a plush towel around her delectable body.
“Did you still want me to fill in for Tiegan?” she asked, her tone hopeful.
“I could certainly use your assistance if you wouldn’t mind.”
“I’m not sure how helpful I’ll be, but I wouldn’t mind something to keep me occupied.”
“Why don’t you get dressed, then we’ll see what we can tackle.”
I dressed while Braelyn returned to the guest room to do the same. Because I knew she needed to eat before she tackled anything, I waited for her in the dining room. She joined me a short time later wearing another of the outfits I’d provided for her—a white skirt that stopped mid-thigh paired with a red sleeveless blouse, a pair of wedge sandals on her lovely feet.
We indulged in coffee and pancakes because she requested them, and I found I wanted to fulfill her every wish.
Two hours later, after taking three calls, two regarding Zafiro business and one from an Owner who had recently been scheduled to come to the island in the near future but now had to change his plans, I went in search of Braelyn.
With help from one of the other assistants, I’d had Braelyn temporarily set up in Tiegan’s office until I could get hers furnished. I found her sitting at Tiegan’s desk, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she stared intently at the screen.
I didn’t interrupt, simply stood silently, watching her.
When she finally looked up, I realized I was smiling, enjoying having her here.
Her smile was warm and filled me with that foreign sensation I was beginning to anticipate. Before long, I figured it would no longer be foreign.
“How’re things?” I asked.
“Good.” She put her hands in her lap, gave me her full attention. “I was just scheduling a flight out for next week at Zion’s request.”
“No issues?”
“Actually, no.” She chuckled. “I found some how-tos Tiegan must’ve created. She’s very thorough.”
“She is.”
“I did have a question.” Her gaze darted back to the computer then up to me. “There are a couple of requests for phone calls to be returned. I didn’t know if you’d prefer someone else to handle them or not. I did a search on the email accounts they came from and found one’s from an Owner, the other from what I gather is a potential Owner. Notes say she’s been approved but has yet to acquire one.”
I found it intriguing that she was so at ease discussing Owners and possessions.
“Do you feel comfortable calling them back?”
“Sure. I figure if it’s something I can’t handle, I’ll discuss with Zion, or have one of the others help me.”
“Then
I’m confident in your abilities.”
Braelyn watched me for a moment, clearly waiting for me to speak again. I had nothing more, so I turned to leave but paused.
“One other thing I require of my personal assistant,” I said, glancing back at her.
Her eyebrows rose in curiosity.
“She must be available for lunch when I am.”
Braelyn smiled. “Did you have Tiegan join you for lunch every day?”
“Never. It’s a new rule.”
She laughed and I found I loved the sound.
“Who am I to disregard the rules?”
“I’ll come find you when I’m ready. We’ll go to the resort dining room so you can interact with the others.”
Braelyn nodded and smiled.
And I was left with that same warmth when I walked away, looking forward to taking a break.
Another first for me.
THIRTY-TWO
RANSOM
I spent the majority of the day Tuesday doing my best not to pay attention to my sister and Talon.
From the time they ventured into the Owned offices, Talon had kept a close eye on her. From when he introduced her to the other assistants, to when he escorted her out for lunch then returned an hour and a half later, both of them smiling at one another in that way that said they shared a secret. A secret I seriously doubted I wanted to know about.
Much of the morning pertained to reading information regarding Owned, Incorporated, getting familiar with their rules and regulations, of which they had many. More than I would’ve imagined considering what it was they did. However, knowing Talon as I did now, I could understand.
While my sister was temporarily sitting in Tiegan’s old office, I had been relegated to an empty one, set up with a laptop and a desk. Admittedly, I wasn’t one for desk work, preferring to be moving about. And that was how I found myself convincing Braelyn to take a walk shortly after three o’clock. Before we got too far into it, I figured it was best we get this discussion out of the way. Otherwise, I could very well be wasting everyone’s time.
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