by Vicki Savage
“Now,” he said as he kneeled back on his heels. “Tell us what happened.”
I glanced over to where Miles was putting a pot of water on the stove. “I ran out of tea,” I said. “I have more in the paper bag by the door.”
“I’ll get it,” Miles said as I started to rise. “You stay there.”
Longing filled my chest as I watched him leave the room. The good men in my life were always temporary. It was the bad ones who stayed.
“Carina,” Rafe said, drawing my attention back to him. “What happened?”
“There’s nothing you can do.”
“Let me be the judge of that.”
Perhaps it was the kindness in his eyes, or it was the concern in his handsome features. Whatever the reason, I told Rafe what had happened at the store with Mr. Rodriguez. As I talked, he became more and more angry.
“That man is a pig,” he said when I finished.
“A first-class pig,” Miles said. He had finished the tea and had brought three steaming mugs over to the table. They had listened as I talked, neither of them saying a word until every last tear had been shed and word had been spoken.
“He is using his authority to force you into sex. It isn’t only wrong, it’s illegal,” Miles said.
I shrugged. “And who is going to stop him?”
Shock lit Rafe’s features. “If we go to the police—”
I shook my head and finished the last of my tea. “What he does is common in this section of the city. He has propositioned me, nothing more. Legally, I could walk away—”
“And you will,” Miles said as he removed the tea from the table.
I looked down at my hands in my lap. “I wish I could.”
Rafe hooked a finger under my chin. “Why can’t you?”
“I have no money.”
“I will pay to release you from your contract,” Miles said as he returned to the table. “You won’t have to deal with this foul man again.”
“That is sweet, but I couldn’t ask that of you.”
“You don’t have to ask,” Rafe said. “We want to do this.”
I stared at the men for a moment before responding. “I don’t want your money.”
Shock lit their features. “What do you mean?” Miles asked.
“I’m not some charity case.”
Rafe took my hands. “You wouldn’t be—”
“If you pay for me now, you will release me from my contract, but what then?” I glanced at Miles and then refocused on Rafe before continuing. “Eventually, you will both need to go home to London. I won’t be able to work, and once word gets out that I don’t fulfill my end of contracts, no one will want to work with me.”
“We will make sure that this man doesn’t spread lies about you,” Rafe said.
I smiled and squeezed his fingers. “You both are sweet, but your kindness is unnecessary. You may save me now, but what will happen after you’re gone?” When neither of them responded, I continued. “I am not a virgin, and know what it takes to sleep with a man. Unlike both of you, I do not know of having sex for pleasure. All of my life, it has been nothing more than a duty. This time will be no different.”
Miles frowned. “Carina—”
I raised my hand, stopping his words. “I will let this one do what he must to my body. It won’t take long, and once he has spilled his seed, I will have fulfilled my contract. My daughter and I will be able to eat.”
“You cannot sell your body,” Rafe said.
I lifted my chin, daring him to tell me an alternative. “I will do what I must to survive.”
“I won’t allow it.” Rafe stood and fisted his hands at his sides.
“You have no say in the matter,” I said. “It is better this way. I will be able to provide for myself and for Angelina by doing this. It is right.”
“It is stupid,” Rafe muttered. It looked as if he wanted to say more, but Miles put a hand on his arm, stopping him.
“If you must do this, then let us be your first customers,” Miles said.
I widened my eyes in surprise. “What?”
Rafe glanced at Miles, who flashed him a knowing look. Breaking away from his friend, Miles kneeled down next to me.
“You said that you have never had sex for pleasure, only for duty. Let us try to show you what you are missing. If we succeed, then you will not meet this man and let him use your body.”
“And you will never consider laying with a man for money again,” Rafe added.
“But how will we survive?” I asked.
“We will take care of that,” Rafe said.
I shook my head. “I can’t ask you—”
“You’re not asking,” Miles said. “We’re giving.”
I stared at them both for a long moment before responding. “And if you fail?”
Miles took my hand in both of his. “If we fail, you will not only take our money, but do as you wish with your body.”
“Miles—”
Miles ignored his friend. “We will leave and you will have the freedom to do as you wish.”
“You will not sleep with other men.” Rafe stiffened his jaw.
Miles scowled at Rafe before refocusing on me. “That’s the deal.”
“So we have sex, and if you pleasure me, I won’t go to my meeting with Mr. Rodriguez.”
“Yes,” Rafe said.
“And if you don’t…”
“We leave and you will be free to do what you like, with whomever you like.”
I looked from Rafe’s frown to Miles’s hopeful gaze. My skin tingled as I realized these men not only were offering me a way out of the contract, but giving me an opportunity to try what I had been fantasizing about for days.
“Okay,” I said as I held out my hand. “You have a deal.”
Chapter Seven
Carina
I held my arm outstretched for a long moment, waiting for their response. It struck me how odd it seemed, to be agreeing to sex as if it was some sort of business deal. The proposition had intrigued me however. I had dreamed about being the object of their affection. Their offer was too good to pass up, especially when there was a possibility of me not having to deal with Mr. Rodriguez.
Instead of shaking my hand, Rafe and Miles exchanged knowing looks. Something passed between them, but before I could think too much about it, they were moving. Miles cleared the miscellaneous items from the kitchen table while Rafe stepped closer.
“What time were you supposed to meet this guy?” he asked as he slid his tough, masculine arms around my waist.
I glanced at the clock on the wall behind his shoulder. “In an hour.”
“That’s not much time,” Miles said as he came up behind me. “You might be a little late for your meeting.”
“We might be a little late,” Rafe corrected. “If you think for one moment we going to lose this bet—”
“Shh.” Miles reached over my shoulder and cupped Rafe’s cheek. “We’ll discuss details later. Right now you’re ruining the moment.”
Rafe closed his eyes and leaned into Miles’s hand. The moment lasted only a second, but it was so gentle, so tender, that it made my heart ache with longing. Then they pulled away from each other. When Rafe refocused on me, his eyes burned with something dark and hungry.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked. “Once we start, it will be difficult to stop.”
“Of course she wants this.” Miles bent over and kissed my neck, causing warm tingles to burst over my skin. I closed my eyes and groaned as I tilted my head to the side, allowing him better access.
“See?” he said.
“Carina.” Rafe hooked his finger under my chin and waited until I opened my eyes. “I need to be sure.”
It was as if time had stood still. Never before had a man asked what I wanted. I had always been the one to provide to others’ needs. His question was a simple one, but it made me want him even more.
“Yes, Rafe. I want this.” I slid my fingers along th
e side of his cheek. “I want you.”
It was as if a damn had burst. With a low growl, Rafe pulled me close and kissed me hard, his lips moving over mine with rough possessiveness. I moaned against his mouth and pressed my body up against his as desire burned through me. Suddenly hands were everywhere, lips, everywhere. Miles moved closer and kissed my neck, working his way over my skin and ensuring every nerve ending was set ablaze. He pressed his hard cock up against my ass, and I groaned as their hard bodies surrounded me.
I don’t know how long we stood there in the kitchen. I only know that Miles had waited too long before he lift up my shirt over my head, and Rafe had been too slow to bend down and kiss my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra.
“You’re so beautiful, Carina,” Miles said as he kneeled on the floor behind me. “So much more beautiful than I imagined.” He hooked his fingers into my jeans and slowly pulled them down over my hips, taking my panties with them. “Beautiful and perfect.”
He helped me step out of my jeans and panties as Rafe unhooked my bra. Within seconds, my clothes laid on a pile on the floor and both men touched my skin with their warm, rough hands.
“Yes.” I moistened my lips and threaded my fingers into Rafe’s hair as he took my nipple into his mouth. “Oh God.”
Miles inched my hips back and spread my thighs apart. “Fuck, you smell good.”
I gasped as his tongue flicked over my slick opening.
“Too good,” Miles whispered.
Rafe murmured his agreement and cupped my breasts with his large hands. He switched back and forth, first stimulating one nipple, then the other, until both of them formed sharp, tight peaks between his fingers.
“I love how responsive you are, Carina. It was like you were made for sex.”
“Made for us.” Miles shifted his position on the floor and slid a finger over my clit.
“Oh my God.” I widened my eyes at the new sensation.
“Just relax, Carina. Don’t think about the past or the future. Just concentrate on the moment.”
“Concentrate on how good we are making you feel,” Rafe added. “You deserve to be pampered, Carina. You deserve to be cherished and adored.” He continued to feast on my breasts, but slid his hands away from my chest, touching my waist, my belly, my hips, before finally resting on my backside.
“You deserve to be worshipped.” Miles licked the outer rim of my opening as he rubbed his fingers over my clit.
“Oh God. Yes.” I gasped once more as something tightened in my lower abdomen. Hot need rushed through my body and concentrated between my legs. My sense of urgency increased, and I sank down on Miles’s hand, silently urging him inside of me.
“Help me, Rafe,” Miles commanded. “Help me like you used to do.”
Digging his fingers into my flesh, Rafe spread my cheeks apart. Miles never stopped touching my clit as he shifted position once more and slid his tongue over the opening in my backside.
The sensation was new, but enjoyable. The more he licked, the more I relaxed and focused on the sensations the men were creating for me. I tightened my grip in Rafe’s hair and closed my eyes as they worked, loving how attentive they were to my needs. If I wiggled and asked for more, they gave it to me. If I started to pull away, they changed positons. Soon every muscle in my body ached to have them inside of me. Desire rushed through my veins, giving me a sense of urgency I had never experienced before. I wanted more of these men, needed more.
“Please,” I begged.
“What do you want?” Miles asked as the men paused their movements.
“Ask, and it shall be done for you,” Rafe said when I didn’t immediately respond. “Whatever you wish.”
I looked down at Rafe, and my desire soared. Never before had I asked for anything while having sex. Again, these men were giving me a gift and allowing me to experience something new. It made me feel powerful and wanton.
“I want you inside of me.”
“As you wish.” Rafe stood and began to undress. Turning, I saw that Miles was doing the same. My heartbeat quickened as they both removed their clothes and closed in around me.
“Get up on the table, Rafe,” Miles commanded as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. One hand slid over my breast as the other covered my mound. “Let us take a good look at you.”
Rafe moved to do as instructed, climbing up onto the table and laying on his back. His erection was large and long. It stood up and pushed away from his body, eager for what was about to happen.
“Look at us,” Miles ordered as he shifted his hands over my skin. “Look at us as you stroke yourself.”
Rafe turned to face us and palmed his shaft. At the same time Miles slid his fingers in between my legs and pushed two of them into my opening.
“Oh God,” I said as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. “Yes. Yes!” I slid my hands down around his hips, digging my nails into his skin as he slid his fingers in and out of my opening.
“She is beautiful, is she not?” Miles asked as he pinched my nipple, causing me to moan.
“Yes.” Rafe moved his hand over his shaft, pleasuring himself with sure, strong strokes.
“She wants you, you know. She wants you inside of her and filling her body with your seed.”
“Yes.” I moistened my lips as Miles pulled me back against his chest. Pressing his cock into my ass, he quickened the movements of his fingers, causing need to spiral throughout my system.
“You want her, too,” Miles said. “I can tell.” He pressed his hips forward until his cock slid in between my ass cheeks. “You want her just as much as I do.”
Rafe’s gaze met mine and I saw all of the raw, burning need in his eyes. “I want her more.”
“I want to see you enter her.” Miles removed his fingers from my body and eased me toward the table. “Ride him,” he commanded. “Ride him while I watch.”
I glanced over my shoulder and saw Miles step back and grab his shaft. After a quick nod, he began to stroke himself with the same, strong, strokes Rafe had done moments before.
Turning back to the table, I climbed up on top and straddled Rafe’s hips.
“I won’t get you pregnant,” Rafe said. “I’m sterile.”
“A sickness he had as a child,” Miles added. “I can get you pregnant, however, which is why I’m watching—for now.”
I moistened my lips as I turned back to Rafe.
“I’m sterile and clean,” he said as he touched my wrist and guided my hand to his erection. “You have nothing to fear from me.”
“I know.” I grabbed his base and positioned himself at my opening. Locking my gaze with his, I slowly sat down on his cock, groaning as his erection pushed against my inner walls.
“Oh God,” Rafe said as he gripped the sides of the table. “You’re so hot and wet.”
“Wet for you.” I sat down on his hips and wiggled, making sure he was inside me as far as he could go.
“You feel so good.”
“You do, too.” I leaned over and brushed my lips against his.
“Enough talking,” Miles commanded.
Smiling, I sat up and directed Rafe’s hands to my chest. “I love it when you touch me.”
“I love touching you.” He squeezed my breasts, and I moaned as I began to move up and down his length. The air in the room stilled, and desire roared through me as I raised and lowered my hips over his shaft. Pressure built, and soon Rafe’s groans mingled with my own. In the distance I could hear Miles rumbling around in the kitchen, but I no longer cared what he was doing. All that existed for me was this man, this moment, and the strong need for release that was building in my core.
Then suddenly Miles’s hand was on my back, gently pushing me down toward Rafe. “Easy now. We don’t want you to finish too soon.”
I placed my palms on either side of Rafe’s head. Miles spread apart my ass cheeks, and something warm and wet trickled down between them.
“Oil,” Rafe explained. “To make it
more pleasurable.”
I started to turn to face him, but Rafe pulled me down and closed his lips over mine. For long moment we kissed and touched as Miles rubbed the oil around the opening in my backside.
“You two look amazing together.” He positioned his finger against my ass. “It makes me want to join the fun.”
I had never been taken from behind before, and the initial shock of sensation surprised me. Miles and Rafe were attentive, however. They worked together, slowly, methodically, giving me time to relax and adjust in between thrusts. After several moments, Miles worked not one, but two fingers inside of me. I groaned as he spread them apart, preparing me for what was to come.
“Yes,” he said as he retreated. “I think we’re finally ready.”
I was more than ready. Miles was big, and as he worked his way inside my body, my muscles stretched to their limit, pushing me to heights I had never known. It wasn’t long before both men were inside of me, surrounding and filling me with their patience and strength.
“Just like old times,” Miles said.
“No,” Rafe said. “This is better.”
“Agreed.”
The men moved together as one, filling and retreating from me at the same time. I groaned and moved with them, and as our hips collided, my sense of urgency grew.
I needed this, needed them. Soon the sounds of our bodies coming together blended with our voices, creating an erotic chorus that filled the room and plunged me deeper into a primal heat. I wanted more of them, needed more. Higher and higher I climbed, reaching for that unseen goal. Then Rafe reached down and rubbed my clit. The added sensation caused my world to explode. I cried out as pleasure washed down over me, filling my body and mind until I was numb with ecstasy.
Rafe was the first to come. He roared his release as he grabbed my hips and filled my body, spilling his passion deep inside my core. Miles was next, driving into my backside like a wild animal. He grunted and spilled his seed, telling us over and over how we belonged to him now. He was never going to let us go.
When it was over, a comfortable silence washed over us. Rafe pulled me close and held me as Miles retreated and cleaned himself off. He returned with a washcloth, and the men took turns caring for each other and for me. The movements were so gentle, so intimate. Never before had I felt so satisfied or cared for. These two were really amazing, and I didn’t realize until now just how lucky I was that they had walked into my life.
