by H M Wolfe
All of a sudden, the scattered pieces of the puzzle came together, and the picture they formed blew Warrick's mind away. His brothers were so much like him. They paid attention to details, loving their triplet in the same quiet, non-obtrusive way he loved them.
All the interesting books. The vases with lavender and other therapeutic plants that randomly ended up in his room. The quietness in the house when he was studying. All the little things that made his life a bit easier. Everything was the product of that deep affection Vinson and Valeran had for him.
For a few seconds, Warrick stared ahead, unable to react in any way. Then suddenly he broke down, sobbing. All the tears he couldn't spill after the rape, and during that horrible period spent as Kill and Sin's meal ticket and sex toy, came pouring out. Even after all that, he wasn't able to let the tears flow. Now he could, though. Between the heavy sobs racking his body, the man started to speak. His initial babbling turned quickly into a heartbreaking confession that shook Vinson and Valeran to their core.
In a wet and sorrowful voice, Warrick told them all about the humiliation, physical and mental pain he'd gone through during the rape, and the suicide attempt that followed. He told them about the shame that washed over him each time he faced his tormentors. Then, Warrick started to talk about the depravities Kill and Sin had subjected him to. Those depravities that were followed by horrible beatings when he failed to fulfill their filthy desires and fantasies.
The confession was made in a pain-filled voice, but there wasn't any bitterness in it. Throwing all that in his brothers' faces was the last thing Warrick wanted to do, even in that state of deep distress. Vinson's loving arms held him through his breakdown. Valeran was softly rubbed his back and wiping away the tears that kept flowing down his pale, almost translucent cheeks.
Too absorbed by comforting their brother, the two men didn't notice Ian's presence until he wrapped his sub into his warm arms and tight embrace. Running his fingers through Warrick's slightly sweaty hair, the Dom whispered reassuring words in his ear, rocking him back and forth. The younger man let out a barely audible sigh, pressing himself even more into the man's broad, muscular chest. Deeply inhaling the other man's masculine scent he was able to slowly catch his breath.
''Master, you're here.'' He whispered, his beautiful, chocolate-brown eyes brightening a bit. ''You were right the whole time. My brothers loved me a lot, and they still do, in spite of me not wanting to talk to them. And not wanting to share the ups and downs in my life. I thought...''
''Everything will be just fine, pet. Stop blaming yourself for things that are not your fault.'' Ian kissed Warrick softly on his forehead, and speaking in the same voice he used during their aftercare sessions. ''Put your past behind you and focus on your present and your future.''
Vinson cleared his throat. ''Maybe it's best that we go home and leave you two to talk.
Thanks for taking the kids out, Ian.'' He turned toward Ian, holding out his hand. ''I'm glad they didn't have to witness their mother being handcuffed and taken to jail.''
''In spite of all the evil things that woman had done. And in spite of her so cruelly abandoning them, she's still the one who gave birth to Wilmot and Marinette.'' Ian sighed, as he shook Vin's hand. ''And please, don't go yet. I have a fabulous idea. How about I fix us some dinner, while the two of you keep Warrick company? Aubrey enjoys the kiddos' company. They are like the younger siblings he's never had.''
Vinson and Valeran gratefully agreed and they started to talk to their brother about their confirmation ceremony. They were going to be welcomed as Dominus' newest members, and their status as Dom and sub officially recognized. They both wanted Warrick to be present. So, at their and Ian's request, Master Lucien de Saint-Laurent had postponed the ceremony indefinitely. At least until Warrick was able to attend.
Flanking their brother, who was still wrapped in the soft, warm blanket, Vinson and Valeran paid attention to his words. They closely listened to his voice inflexions, and watched his changes in the body posture. They were aware that it was going to be very hard for Warrick to change. He was going to have to learn how to talk to them the way he did with Ian. But they were willing to wait for as long as it took him to learn.
''Dinner's ready.'' Ian announced, surpising all three of the men. They hadn't realized how fast time had gone by. ''One of you go upstairs and get the kids, while the other sets the table. I'll carry my beloved to the table,'' he said, heading to the couch and taking Warrick in his arms, bridal style.
''Aye-aye, cap'n.'' Valeran mockingly saluted Ian. ''I take setting the table upon myself, and Master Vinson you can bring the young ones to the table.'' He gave Vin a saucy grin.
''Aren't you a naughty little sub?'' His lover replied jokingly. ''Your bubbly ass needs to get in contact with my firm hand, because you dared to order your Dom around.''
''Oh, let it slip. This time, anyway.'' Ian turned to Vinson, speaking in a soft voice. ''He promises it won't happen again. Don't you, boy?'' He cocked a quizzative eyebrow in Valeran's direction.
''Yes, Sir.'' Valeran dropped his gaze, knowing that the Dom's lessons were valuable and for his own good. ''I'll never embarrass Master Vinson again.''
''I know you won't. On the contrary, you'll make him proud. Just like your brother does with me. That's why I've decided to collar him in a special, official ceremony.'' Ian dropped his voice to a whisper, making Valeran gasp in surprise. ''You are free to share that information with your Dom, once you get back home,'' he continued.
Vinson came from upstairs, the three kids in tow. All three of them were giggling happily. Even Aubrey was giggling, regardless of the reserved nature he'd inherited from his father. The boy was looking at the two smaller children, a shy smile on his lips, his eyes shining with brotherly affection. The adults could clearly seeing that he adored them.
They all enjoyed the food and company. They continued to laugh, and praising the cook. They were so relaxed with each other, they were able to talk about any and everything that came to mind. To everyone's pleasant surprise, Warrick also took active part in their conversations, even throwing a joke in here and there. After cleaning off the table and helping with the dishes, the adults went back to the living-room. The kids returning to Aubrey's room, for more quality time together.
''When I met your brother,'' Ian started, unable to keep it secret any longer, ''he was silently screaming out for help. So, trying to help, I gave him my deceased sub's collar. It was with the intention of protecting him against hungry eyes and predatory hands. Then, I saw the scars on his wrist, and I knew there was no way I could abandon him.'' Sitting close to Ian on the sofa, Warrick squirmed slightly and lowered his gaze. Ian shot him a quelling look and he stopped his squirming and raised his head, proudly facing his brothers.
''We only found out about it this afternoon, after Warrick came back from mom's.'' Vinson lowered his gaze in shame. ''We should have paid more attention to him, to the signs. I feel so ashamed for treating my brother the way I did. Turning my back on him when he needed me the most, the way I did.'' Vale made a small noise in his throat as if he was agreeing.
''However,'' Ian continued, intently ignoring Vinson's comment, ''I've never claimed your brother as mine, officially. I've never had a formal ceremony, so I intend to fix that by collaring him in front of all the Dominus' members. Doms and subs alike.'' This caused Warrick straighten his spine in surprise.
Turning to Ian, he grabbed his hand in his own. ''Oh, Master, thank you.'' Warrick covered Ian's hand with kisses. ''The honor you are giving me is beyond my wildest dreams and expectations. I don't know how to repay your kindness. My whole life wouldn't be enough to do it.'' Warrick slid to his knees in between Ian's legs. Laying his head on the man's thigh, he sighed deeply in happiness.
''My most beloved pet,'' Ian delicately touched his sub's cheek, ''that is at least I can do for all the love and happy moments you've offered me during the last three years we've been together.''
''Sin
ce you mentioned that,'' Vinson tried to mask his emotions, without success, ''I'd like to talk to you about the collaring ceremony. What it all means and what does it involve? I want to offer one to my sub, too.'' He cast a love-filled glance in Valeran's direction.
''Master? Can they have their ceremony at the same time as ours? Having them as witnesses to the happiest moment in my life is one thing. But to have them by my side, claiming and accepting one another, that would be...'' Warrick lowered his eyes, overwhelmed.
''I already knew you were the most generous, selfless and affectionate brother, and your proposition has confirmed it once more.'' Ian answered in a pride-filled voice. He would do anything to make his boy happy. ''It will be as you wish, pet.'' He murmered as he kissed his submissive on the top of his head.
Valeran and Vison slid to the floor next to Warrick and they took each other by the hand. Sitting there like that in a comfortable silence, they were experiencing a thousand emotions at the same time. For Vinson and Valeran, it was the beginning of a new life. One in which they were understood and accepted by the most important person in their life. Warrick, on the other hand, felt whole again.
CHAPTER 27
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he candles released a delicate scent into the air, and cast a mysterious light over the room. Their trembling flames forming all kind of shadows on the walls. Sometimes beautiful, sometimes scary. The atmosphere was calm and serene, and it invited cuddles in the company of a soulmate.
Vinson was sitting on the edge of the bed, Valeran standing in front of him. He was dressed only in his underwear, awaiting the hands of Vin to explore his body. To do with it as he pleased. After removing the last piece of clothing standing between him and his beloved, Vinson devoured that perfectly modeled physique with hungry eyes. He spread the fingers of both his hands and delicately raked them over Vale's hips and lower abdomen. With a single finger, he traced the line of fine hair running from his abs to the perfect hard cock standing at attention in its bed of dark brown curls.
''Get on the bed, pet.'' Vinson instructed his lover in a purring, seductive voice. He stood from the bed and walked to the side. ''I want you on your back, with your hands above your head.'' While he waited for Val to follow his instructions he dug in the nightstand drawer for lube.
''Are you going to tie me up, Master?'' Val asked, blinking slowly. His voice was calm, without a trace of fear or worry in it. His trust in Vin was palatable in the air and Vinson relaxed even more.
''No, I'm only going to hold your hands in place, so you can't touch me or yourself.'' The answer came in a gentle, assuring voice. ''You are allowed to express yourself through words or sounds. In fact, I would be delighted if you didn't hold back.'' Vinson lightly touched his sub's already hardening nipples. ''I love when you express yourself in the middle of your passion.''
''I won't hold back, Master.'' The other man answered, arching his back, desperate to get more friction. His cock was already reacting to his soon-to-be Dom's tentative touches. Blood pooled and pounded through his groin. ''Please, give me more,'' he continued, his breath hitching.
''You'll get everything in due time,'' Vinson's voice had a tinge of sternness. ''But before that, we have to discuss something very important,'' he continued, playing with Vale's weeping cock. ''Did you choose a safeword, as Master Ian and Warrick told you to?'' Vin asked, as he swiped a quick lick up the cock in front of him. Licking up the precum, pouring from the slit, he hummed in satisfaction.
''Yes, I have two, in fact.'' Valeran's eyes suddenly clouded with sadness. ''Bikers to slow down and professor to stop.'' The words making a perfect impression on Vinson.
He reached out clasping Vale's hardness in a firm grip. ''Very well. Don't hesitate to use them if you are feeling uncomfortable or threatened. And now, let's enjoy each other.'' He gave the cock a hard tug before releasing it and joining Valeran on the bed.
Vinson towered over his lover as he straddled his waist. Leaning over, he started to pepper kisses along his jawline. Nipping and licking he descended along the side of Vale's neck to his collarbone. The vein in his neck was pulsating with vitality as the blood flowed through the thick vein. He scrapped his teeth along Vale's tender, sweaty skin, gently biting into it here and there, marking the man as his own.
With a wicked smile on his face, Vinson took one of his sub-to-be's nipples into his mouth. Closing the lips around it he sucked and nipped, turning the bit of flesh into a little pebble. At this point, Valeran had started to moan in delight. He was arching his back, pushing his chest into Vin's face. Wanting more, he began desperately begging for it. ''Please...please...Oh dear god...please, Vin.'' Instead, the Dom ignored his pleas.
Reaching over to the bedside table,he yanked the drawer open again, nearly pulling it complete out. Without taking his attention from the torture he was putting Vale through, he rummaged around the drawer, until he found what he was searching for. Pulling back his hand, he grasp a hard, pebbled nipple between his teeth and pulled it taunt. Before Vale could make a sound, Vinson clamped a alligator clip to the nipple. Moving over to the other nipple he duplicated his work. Next thing Vale knew, both his nipples were wearing clamps, a chain connecting them together across his chest.
Giving the chain a tug, causing Vale to moan in pleasure/pain, Vin started moving down his torso, which was glistening with sweat. As he licked it away, Vale gave the chain attached to the clamps a tug every now and again. Vale was having a hard time keeping still and had to fight hard not to bring his hands down and bury them in Vinson's dark curls.
When Vinson started kissing around his cock, without touching it, the other man starting to whimper in need. He was already rock-hard from all the things the soon-to-be Dom had already done to him. Panting he groaned and mumbled Vin's name over and over again. ''Fuck Vin...fuck. Please Vin...could you...please, Vin.'' When Vinson finally allowed him to spread his legs open, Valeran let out a big sigh of relief. He was thinking everything was finally over, and he would get everything he'd begged for. However, his sweet torment was far from being over, as Vinson suddenly started to kiss and lick along his inner thighs.
As Vale gripped the bed's headboard with white knuckles, Vinson slid back up Vale's body and whispered in his ear. ''Here we are, pet. It won't be long now.'' Vinson spoke in the same gentle voice from earlier. As he took the bottle of lube from the bed next to Vale and coated his fingers in the cool liquid, Vinson was grinding his steel rod into Vale's equally hard cock. Valeran pushed back and groan as both their hard precum slicked cocks slid against each other, fighting for dominance. ''While I work you open, tell me how much you want it? How badly do you need it?'' Vin whispered in Vale's ear, licking up the curve, then biting down hard on the lobe. Vale jerked at the spike of pain that shot through him. It travelled quickly from his ear directly to his cock, causing it to jump while pouring out its own lube.
''Very badly...'' he panted. ''Soooo fucking badly....Please...give it to me fast and hard! I want you to fill me up. Stuff me so full, I burst!'' He started to rock his hips upward, his hungry hole sucking in the finger Vin had pushed against it. He arched in hunger, as Vin gave the chain between his sore nipples another sharp tug.
''Greedy, naughty, little pet.'' Vinson grinned at the sight of Vale in torment. Tugging once more on the chain he inserted a second finger. ''I have to stretch you properly, so be patient and lay still.'' Vale groaned in esquisite agony.
Valeran nodded, unable to speak. Able to moan though, he shut his eyes tightly, while his Dom-to-be continued to work his hungry hole open. One finger became two, then three. Before he knew it, Vin was rapidly fucking him with four fingers while he tried hard not to move. Then, with his lips lifted in a smirk, Vinson aligned the head of his dick at Vale's pucker and entered his silken heat, unbearably slowly. Vale must be close to his breaking point, Vin thought. His cock throbbed and jerked as he sunk into the soft, wet heat of Vale's ass, making Valeran whimper impatiently and his channel clench tight around him. He was ev
en starting to writhe beneath Vinson, but was stopped by a stern look he cast in his direction.
After giving the other one enough time to adjust, he started to move, pounding into his sweet, tight ass. Vin watched Vale's cock bounce with each thrust, satisfied how the sub's cock started to drip freely. One of the goals Vinson had as a Dom was to make Valeran come without touching him. But he knew that couldn't be achieved without proper, long-term training. So, reaching between them he grasped Vale's hardness in a firm grip and spread the precum pouring from the tip around with his thumb. Using the precum to somewhat lubricate his strokes, he jerked Vale's swollen member.
After a few light strokes, Vinson soon picked up the pace. His strokes in sync with the rhythm of his thrusts. Valeran bucked his hips to meet him. He couldn't help but take all of the length that was relentlessly pounding into his ass. Changing his angle of thrust, Vale manage to get Vinson's firmness to slid along that secret, sweet spot. With each pass it made along the bundle of nerves, Vale's insides shot through with sharp finger of electicity, making him see stars.
