by Becca Van
All of a sudden her muscles tensed and she looked away from the field. He looked up to see Tren and his brothers gawking at Shannon.
He narrowed his eyes and glared at them, but they were too intent on Shannon to even realize he was watching them. Gilmore picked her up and pulled her across his lap. Tren, Kai, and Garth finally seemed to notice him and quickly averted their eyes, but he was still angry at them for making Shannon uncomfortable. He wondered if Barclay and Darby had talked to the men like they’d said they would. As he sat there with Shannon on his lap, he kept careful watch and realized they weren’t the only ones looking toward his woman. He’d had enough.
Gilmore shifted her off his lap and cupped her face. “Stay here, sweetie. I’ll be back in a minute.”
He made his way to where his brothers were teaching two young men how to block blows. Keeping an eye on Shannon, he waited until they had finished.
Barclay turned toward him. “What is it?”
“Did you speak to the warriors about staring at Shannon and making her feel uncomfortable?”
“I did.”
“They seem to be having trouble following your orders.”
“What? Who?”
“I can understand their curiosity since Shannon is so different from our women. Some of the warriors are glancing toward her, but that’s not the problem. Tren, Kai, and Garth were looking at her as if she was a cooked piece of venison.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have brought her,” Darby suggested.
“Come on, Darby, you can’t expect Shannon to be dwelling bound for the rest of her days. That’s unfair to her. We need to have complete control over our warriors.”
“Cease!” Barclay roared and waited for the fighting to slow and finally stop. “Come closer.”
Gilmore kept his eyes on Tren Saval and his brothers. The way they sauntered over grated on his nerves. He narrowed his eyes and glared at Tren as the warrior smirked his way. It seemed to him that the Saval brothers were getting too big for their boots. Since their mother had passed on, the behavior of the Saval brothers had become more erratic. They seemed to be angrier and more unstable than ever. He and his brothers had been too tolerant in dealing with them, hoping that their behavior would turn around as they dealt with their grief, but that didn’t seem to be the case. He itched to pull a sword and fight them one by one to teach them a lesson they would never forget.
“Why is it that some of you can’t seem to follow orders?” Barclay asked in a calm voice.
Gilmore shivered. When his brother became calm there was sure to be trouble. Barclay could yell and curse with the best of them, usually when frustrated, but when his older brother became calm, then look out.
“You will not stare at my woman. If I catch any of you causing Shannon any discomfort, then you will answer to me. Is that clear?”
The men nodded and lowered their heads in respect. A few of the younger men seemed uncomfortable but didn’t try to look at Shannon.
But Tren, Kai, and Garth hadn’t lowered their heads. In fact they were glaring at Gilmore and looked to be cynically amused.
“You find something humorous, Tren?” Barclay’s voice had become softer.
“No.” Tren turned slightly and looked toward Shannon.
“I will not put up with your disobedience. You are finished with your training. You will spend the rest of the day in the gardens helping the elder women tend the vegetables. Take your brothers with you.”
Tren scowled at Barclay and then Gilmore, but he turned away from Shannon and stormed off, his brothers following him.
“All right, get back to work,” Darby all but bellowed. “Stefan, you and your brothers can take over.”
Gilmore walked around the warriors and back toward Shannon. She looked surprised and a little sad. “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“Um, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble.”
Gilmore knelt down. “Shannon, none of this was your fault. We have to make sure our men understand what is and isn’t acceptable, especially Tren, Garth, and Kai Saval. We saw the way they were looking at you and making you uncomfortable. Their behavior is totally unacceptable, hence the disciplinary actions. We realize we can’t keep you locked up in the dwelling all the time. That isn’t fair to you.”
“Thank you, but I think it would be best if I stayed away from the training field. I would hate to be the cause of someone getting injured because I distracted them.”
“If our men are that stupid, then they deserve everything they get.” Darby held out his hand to help her to her feet. “Come and share a meal with us, honey. We have a meeting to attend.”
“Oh, I don’t want to interrupt.”
“You won’t.” Barclay hugged her and then let her go. “We want you involved in our lives, baby. If we need privacy, you can be sure I’ll let you know.”
* * * *
Shannon let the men lead her back to their house. Dwelling, Shannon. Get it right, girl. They walked close to her and she was having trouble keeping her breathing regular. Barclay’s arm was around her shoulders, his body brushing against her as they walked. Gilmore was holding her hand, and Darby was so close behind her she felt his body heat emanating off of him.
She felt so drawn to them. Barclay with his hard, dominant ways and Gilmore with his sweet concern. Darby was a mix of both his brothers, concerned one minute and demanding the next. No wonder I’m falling for them. What woman wouldn’t be drawn to three alpha men?
“Are you okay, baby?” Barclay hugged her tighter.
“Yes, I’m fine.”
Barclay stopped walking and turned her to face him. “What are you thinking about?”
“N−Nothing,” she lied.
“Oh no, little girl. You aren’t getting away without answering. Now try again.”
Shannon nervously licked her lips, her eyes sliding away from his.
“Look at me, Shannon, and keep your eyes on mine.”
She did as she was told and kept silent, intending to wait him out. Hopefully he wouldn’t push if she kept quiet.
“What were you thinking about, baby?”
As she looked into his eyes, she saw his determination. There was no way he was letting her go before he was satisfied with her response.
“I−I was just th−thinking about how handsome you all are,” she said and then nearly gasped when she saw his eyes change. Barclay’s eyes were filled with heat as he stared at her and his pupils were dilated. His nostrils flared, and then he was kissing her.
Shannon whimpered into his mouth and moved her tongue along his. Moisture leaked out of her cunt onto the soft leather of her pants. Her feet left the ground, and though she knew they were moving and wanted to see, her eyelids were too heavy and wouldn’t obey her brain’s instructions to open. Just as she thought she would pass out from lack of oxygen, Barclay lifted his head.
“We want to pleasure you, Shannon. Will you let us?”
Shannon shuddered as she imagined having three sets of hands and mouths on her body. She wanted them so bad.
“Yes,” she managed to say and realized her voice sounded raspy and breathy.
“Good girl.” Barclay adjusted her in his arms and walked at a rapid pace toward their dwelling. “We won’t do anything you don’t want. Okay? Do you trust us, Shannon?”
Shannon thought about the question and recognized that she did trust Barclay and his brothers. Her body had trusted them from the first. It had just taken her head a little while to catch up.
“Yes.”
“Cancel our meeting,” Barclay ordered. He hurried into the house and down the long hall toward her bedroom. “Let go, baby.”
Shannon removed her arms from around Barclay’s neck. He lowered her feet to the floor, and she placed her hands on his waist for balance. His hands skimmed up and down her sides, caressing the outsides of her breasts and then back down again.
“Take your clothes off, Shannon.”
She shuddered at the aut
hority in his voice and reached for the front fastening of her leather vest. Her hands trembled slightly and it took her longer than usual, but eventually she was able to undo the clasps. Since she didn’t have a bra on, her breasts were exposed to his and Darby’s view as soon as she parted the material.
Gilmore entered the room and stopped to stare at her bare chest. None of them said anything, and Shannon began to feel a little distressed. She clutched the sides of the vest and pulled it back over her body.
“No!” Darby exclaimed. He walked toward her and removed her hands. He parted the vest and then pushed it from her shoulders. “Never cover yourself in our presence. Don’t you know how sexy you are?”
Shannon looked away from his intense stare and shook her head.
“I walked into the bathroom to give her some clothes this morning, and she turned away from me, trying to hide her body,” Gilmore said, and if Shannon had felt more confident, she would have glared at him. “I don’t think our little woman is used to being naked in front of anyone. Are you, sweetie?”
Again Shannon shook her head and glanced toward Barclay surreptitiously. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her, but he hadn’t said anything either. He must have seen her looking at him through her eyelashes, because he moved toward her.
“You have a magnificent body, Shannon. I want to lick and touch you all over.”
Barclay’s voice was a lot deeper than normal, and the way he spoke caused her to shiver. Darby moved behind her and then reached around to the front of her hips to undo her pants. With Barclay’s help, he had her naked in seconds.
Gilmore moved closer and took her hand in his, lifting it to his mouth and kissing her palm. “You smell so damn good. I want to get my mouth on that sexy little pussy.”
Shannon gasped and then whimpered when Gilmore nipped and sucked one of her fingers into his mouth. Goose bumps rose up on her skin, and her pussy leaked juices onto her thighs. Who would have thought he could make my body react by sucking my fingers? She couldn’t imagine what his mouth could do to other parts of her. But she was about to find out.
Chapter Eight
Shannon’s feet left the floor, and then she was being placed in the middle of the massive bed. Gilmore and Darby crawled up onto the mattress on either side of her, and Barclay got up on the end. He crept up toward her with a predatory look in his eyes, and she felt excitement skitter up her spine. Is this how an animal feels when it’s being stalked? She licked her lips and held in a nervous giggle.
Barclay leaned over her, caging her body without touching it anywhere, and then he lowered his head closer to hers. She breathed in his masculine scent. Sweat and man. Nothing had ever smelled so good. His lips met hers, but instead of demanding a response this time, he started off slow, easing her into his kiss. Brushing his lips back and forth over hers, he groaned and licked the seam of her mouth. Shannon moaned, and he took advantage, sliding his tongue in between her lips.
Reaching up, she grasped his shoulder-length hair and clung tight. She wanted the kiss to go on forever. As he ate at her mouth, he lowered his body down to hers, but he made sure not to crush her. The light sprinkling of hair on his chest abraded her nipples, and she began rubbing her breasts against his skin. Her nipples were so hard they were aching, and she arched up against him with a sob.
Barclay released her mouth and began kissing, licking, and nibbling along her jaw and down the side of her neck. He lightly bit down on the sensitive flesh where shoulder and neck met. After paying attention to that particular spot for a while, he moved down to her chest, licking between her breasts and then up over a fleshy globe. Shannon held her breath, waiting for the touch she needed to her aching nipple. She cried out when he sucked first one nipple and then the other, gently scraping his teeth over her without causing her pain.
She sobbed in frustration when he left her breasts, but Barclay then licked his way down her torso to her belly. Her hips arched when he swirled his tongue around her navel and then dipped it inside. She’d never thought of her belly as an erogenous zone, but she was learning things about herself she hadn’t known. He shifted again, kissing his way lower.
Shannon squirmed when his hot breath caressed her pussy. Barclay placed his hands on the insides of her thighs and pushed them farther apart. Then his mouth was there. His tongue swiped over her clit, and her pussy clenched, releasing more of her juices.
“You taste so good, baby. I want you to peak in my mouth,” Barclay rasped before lowering his head once more.
Gilmore cupped her cheek and turned her head toward his. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and nipped it. Then he was kissing her. His tongue pushed in, sliding along hers and tasting every inch of her mouth.
Darby sucked a nipple into his mouth and pushed it against his palate. The slight pain only seemed to increase her pleasure. He pinched the other nipple between finger and thumb.
Barclay laved her clit, and then he pressed a finger into her pussy. He didn’t shove or thrust too hard. He eased his way in. Pumping his finger in and out until he could go no further, he withdrew completely. When he pushed back in, her sensitive, delicate, wet tissues opened even more, and she realized he was inserting two fingers.
Shannon pulled away from Gilmore, gasping for breath and whimpering as Barclay began to thrust his digits in and out of her pussy. Her internal walls clenched spasmodically, and more of her cream wept from her vagina. The sensation of having three men touching, kissing, and loving her was so exquisite, it was almost overwhelming.
Gilmore pushed Darby’s hand from her breast and began to suckle her nipple. While Darby and Gilmore paid homage to her breasts, Barclay was eating her pussy and finger fucking her. Pleasurable sensations rippled through her, making all the muscles in her body tense up. Shivers ran up and down her spine, and the walls of her vagina began to coil. Her womb felt heavy, and heat traveled over her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Shannon was on fire and was about to combust.
Barclay moved his fingers inside her and touched a very sensitive spot she’d had no idea existed. That was all it took. Opening her mouth, she screamed as she reached nirvana. Her body quaked and trembled as her sheath clenched and released around his digits. White lights sparked behind her closed eyelids, and she gasped for breath. When the spasms slowed and finally faded away, her heart still beating rapidly in her chest, she opened her eyes.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Barclay panted. “We want to make love with you, baby. Will you let us?”
Shannon looked to Barclay, Darby, and Gilmore. She wanted to say yes but was uncertain what would happen if she did. She couldn’t stand the thought of being bound to them only to be ripped away again. There was nothing waiting for her in Moab since she had recently been retrenched from her job and she had no other relatives she knew about, but to give herself to them and then be transported back to Earth would break her.
“I−I want to…” She bit her lip.
“But?” Darby asked. “Why are you hesitating, honey?”
“I’m scared.”
Gilmore pulled her into his arms so that her back was resting against his chest and she sat between his spread legs.
“What are you scared of, sweetie?”
“I−I don’t know.”
“Shannon, you need to talk to us.” Darby rubbed her arm. “How can we help you if you keep things bottled up?”
“I’m worried that if I bond with you, I will be sent back to Earth.” Shannon gulped around the lump of emotion stuck in her throat.
“And?”
“You hardly know me, and I don’t know you,” she whispered.
“We know you, sweetie.” Gilmore hugged her. “You are a compassionate, caring person. You put others before yourself and you have a heart of gold. Now, tell us what you see when you look at us.”
Barclay gently wiped Shannon’s cheeks, leaned over, and kissed her forehead. She hadn’t even realized she was crying. She gazed into the deep pools of
his blue eyes.
“You are dominant and arrogant, and after you give an order you expect to be obeyed immediately, but you are also caring. You showed me that when I became uncomfortable in the kitchen after you kissed me and by giving me orders to stay inside so I would be safe. You also know when I think too much.”
She slid her eyes across and met Darby’s green gaze. “You are a mix of Barclay and Gilmore. You are arrogant but also lighthearted at times, but when you are pissed off your word is law.”
Shannon met Gilmore’s hazel eyes and smiled. “Gilmore, you’re always concerned about the people around you more than yourself. You’ve taken such good care of me. You showed me around your village and introduced me to your people, and when those men were staring at me and making me uncomfortable, you took action. Although you care, I think you can be just as arrogant as your brothers. You’re all alpha males. I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here and bond with you, but if I do that and then I’m swept back to my own home, it would break my heart.”
“You have feelings for us,” Gilmore stated more than asked.
She nodded again and lowered her eyes, feeling vulnerable, as if she had exposed her heart.
“Look at me, Shannon,” Barclay commanded.
Shannon didn’t want to see him smirking at her because she’d fallen for them so quickly and he didn’t return her feelings, but he placed a finger beneath her chin and tilted her head until she met his gaze.
“You aren’t the only one with feelings, baby. We don’t want to lose you. I don’t think you will be taken away from us. Do you honestly think Branwen would wrench you away from us when we have only just found you?”
Shannon shrugged, not sure how to answer.
“No, she wouldn’t.” Barclay rubbed his thumb over the slave gold encircling her upper arm. “Have a little faith, baby. The goddess of love and beauty wouldn’t have brought you to us only to take you away again.”
