Stealing Hope [Midnighter Seductions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  Chapter Eight

  Hope rubbed her full tummy as she walked between Wolfe and Falcon through a very narrow passage in the outside walls. They’d taken her to the kitchen and placed all sorts of dishes and food in front of her to try. Other than some strange green stringy stuff that she thought was slimy and disgusting, she loved all of it. Some dishes had flavors she recognized or were similar to foods at home. There were other dishes that were completely different and she’d never experienced before.

  They’d hand-fed her and told her the names of everything she tried but she couldn’t remember most of it now. Falcon had placed a dish of something called lolyich in front of her that looked like sliced-up dragon fruit. Wolfe had snatched it back with an obscure comment about not wanting to make things harder than they already were. She suspected it was some sort of aphrodisiac since the outline of their cocks had been obvious in the front of their pants as they’d moved.

  That thought had her heart skipping a beat again. They managed to do that to her a lot. Her pussy was practically dripping she was so wet being so close to them. At first she’d feared that she’d leave a mark on the back of her dress, but after a quick check in the bathroom she knew she was fine. She had no idea what the material was that made up their clothes, but it fascinated her.

  She lightly skimmed her hands over her hips as she walked, enjoying the feel of the material and the way it swished over her skin. Falcon made a strangled noise behind her, but when she turned to check on him, he looked at her like a lion would look at a zebra. She gave him a small smile and turned back to watch were she was going. Wolfe walked in front of her and she could see the exit of the tunnel a few steps ahead. Certain neither of them would notice, she lifted her hand and eased down the neck of her dress in a V, exposing a good portion of her cleavage. She’d never been one for showing off her body, but a small voice in the back of her thought pushed her to test her limits.

  Both Falcon and Wolfe had been gentlemen in their own ways. She’d allowed them more intimacies than any other person she’d ever had in her life. It seemed silly to suddenly act like a shy virgin with them, even if that was how she felt. She wanted to be bold and encourage their touch. For the first time in her life she wanted to have sex. She’d never imagined that it would have been with two men for her first time, but they both made her feel like a goddess.

  They emerged from the tunnel and the suns’ warmth poured over her. She turned her face up to the warmth, and closed her eyes. She felt Falcon step up behind her and wrap his hand around her waist. “Is every”—there was a distinct pause when she imagined that he noticed the neck of her gown—“thing okay?” Falcon’s voice had changed drastically from the beginning of the sentence to the end. She could feel the length of his cock against her ass and her pussy creamed again. She’d read enough stories involving anal sex to have a healthy curiosity about it. She might never have had the nerve to ask for it, but with two men she didn’t think she’d have to.

  Wolfe turned since they’d stopped walking and his gaze immediately dropped to her chest, a predatory smile curling his lips. “Did you give her any lolyich when I wasn’t looking?”

  “Not a single morsel,” Falcon replied, wrapping his other arm around her waist, tugging her back against him and pressing his hard cock against her ass. Wolfe closed her between them a second later.

  Wolfe traced his finger along the edge of her dress, widening it a little further then she’d dared, baring the top swell of her breasts. “I am going to cover these with lolyich and feast.” His voice was deeper than she’d ever heard and it almost sounded like he purred as he spoke. Her pussy clenched at the sound and she wondered if it was possible to orgasm by listening to his voice.

  “What’s lolyich?” Her voice sounded as shaky as she felt.

  “A delicious fruit that raises your sexual awareness and drops your inhibitions in record time,” a woman’s voice sounded from behind them. “And apparently it makes warriors better doors than windows. You do realize that you are blocking the tunnel?”

  Wolfe’s gaze flicked behind Falcon, an annoyed edge behind his eyes. Hope wiggled out from between them and stepped to the side, embarrassed that she’d caused a traffic jam like that. But thankfully there was only one woman standing behind them waiting. Like everyone she’d met so far in this world, she was taller than Hope but only by a few inches. A riot of curly hair was pinned up out of her face by a circle of silver with turquoise and emerald-colored jewels. She was wearing a dress similar to Hope’s except hers was strapless and showed off an amazing tattoo that stretched from her wrists and up both her arms. Hope assumed that it went across her back, but she couldn’t tell. The design was similar in style to the tattoos on Falcon’s and Wolfe’s arms, but hers looked like mother of pearl.

  “Hi, Hope. My name’s Destiny.” There was a genuine warmness in her eyes that made Hope feel a bit more comfortable. She held out her hand and Hope shook it. “I’d planned to meet you at the portal, but you came across earlier than we expected. I’m glad your knee is feeling better.”

  Hope was taken aback by the woman’s open friendliness. Destiny obviously knew a lot about her, but Hope didn’t know a thing about her. “How did you know about my knee?”

  “Rock, Jag, and I checked in on you after the healing, but you were asleep. Wolfe said that there were Kimil circling your house and that’s what had frightened you.” Whatever Kimil were, the name wiped the smile off Destiny’s face. “Those things are terrifying. No wonder Wolfe and Falcon went nuts when they thought your life was threatened like that.”

  Hope was starting to feel lost again. “They haven’t really explained that part to me yet. In fact, I don’t know much except I like the food here.”

  “Oops, sorry, guys.” Destiny looked a bit embarrassed. “I didn’t mean to mess up your plans.”

  Neither Wolfe nor Falcon had moved more than a few inches from her sides when Destiny interrupted them. Falcon pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Don’t worry, Atan. We’re going to find a nice quiet spot and tell you everything you want to know and more.”

  “I’m heading to the market for some fresh lolyich. Did you want me to get you some, too?” Destiny’s grin was back as she looked up at each of the men next to Hope.

  “The last thing they need is an aphrodisiac,” Hope answered dryly.

  “I’m going to like you, Hope. Please tell me you have been giving Wolfe and Falcon a hard time. Those two so deserve it.”

  “Not deliberately, but they are a little bullheaded.”

  “We’re bullheaded?” She knew Wolfe was looking down at her, but she pretended she didn’t hear him. Destiny looked to be suppressing a grin at his reaction, too.

  “Sadly that trait runs ramped among these men.” Destiny waved her hand toward the two men with them. “If you have any questions that they manage to avoid answering then come find me. You might find you need some girl time every once in a while.”

  “Thanks, Destiny. It was nice meeting you.”

  “You, too, Hope. Us Atans have to stick together.” She winked at Hope and then looked up at Wolfe and Falcon. “Good luck, guys. Rock and Jag are arranging a Cha’an for you like a couple of mother hens. You might check with them before you make any decisions. As soon as I get back from the market I’ll do my best to distract them.”

  She turned and started down the path. “Destiny,” Falcon called after her. “Shouldn’t you have an escort?”

  “Yup, gave ’em the slip,” she called over her shoulder and kept walking, her laughter echoing off the trees as she turned the corner. A moment later two very large men came up behind them. Hope hadn’t heard them coming before they stepped in her line of vision. If she thought that Falcon and Wolfe were big, these two men were giants. They had to be over six foot eight and were built like Mack Trucks. How men that big could move so silently amazed her.

  They, too, had tattoos that looked like new skin on their forearms. The same style as the others she�
��d seen but different design. The one in front of her looked like a giant teddy bear, and his smile was soft and kind. The other man had an angry scar that puckered the skin along the side of his mouth and down his neck. He didn’t meet her gaze but nodded in her direction.

  Falcon and Wolfe had tucked her between them the moment these two men appeared. “Blade. Thunder.” They nodded their heads at each other. Falcon pointed down the path Destiny had taken. “She went that way toward the market.”

  “We figured we’d hang back and let her think she gave us the slip this time.” Blade’s voice was deeper than Wolfe’s. Thunder blatantly looked her over from head to toe. “And who are you trying to hide between you?”

  “This is our Atan, Hope,” Falcon answered. “Hope, this is Blade and Thunder.”

  “It’s nice to meet you, Thunder.” Hope held out her hand and watched as it disappeared in Thunder’s larger one.

  “You are a sweet little morsel, aren’t you?” He gently tugged on her hand and Wolfe and Falcon stepped in front of her, blocking her view.

  She slipped her hand from Thunder’s and peeked around from behind Wolfe’s back. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Blade.”

  Blade’s gaze met hers and he looked surprised for a moment. It couldn’t be because I spoke to him?

  “It’s nice to meet you, too, Hope.” She liked his low, growly tone, but it didn’t make her panties wet like Wolfe’s did. Blade’s mouth curled in what looked like a hint of a smile before he slapped Thunder on the shoulder. “Come on, stop causing trouble.”

  “I look forward to seeing you again one day, Hope. I’ll dance for you if you like.”

  Both Falcon and Wolfe spat out words she didn’t completely understand but knew they were curses by the tone. Thunder laughed and then he and Blade headed down the path in the direction that Destiny had headed.

  Falcon scooped her up into his arms and he and Wolfe started jogging in the opposite direction. “What’s going on?”

  “We’re getting you out of here before we’re stopped by anyone else wanting to try our patience today.” Hope wrapped her arms around Falcon’s neck and held on. He was running faster than she ever thought humanly possible. But they aren’t human are they?

  She took a good look at the flora they passed. The air smelled cleaner and almost sweeter than at home. But she was used to living in a city where the air quality dropped as the summer heat rose. Like the food she’d tried, she recognized some of the plants but not everything. There were flowers that looked like they came straight from the imagination of Tad Williams. She really was in a completely different world, with two men who’d claimed her as their own. The really weird part was she wasn’t all that bothered about it...much. Sure some things pissed her off, like their highhanded opinions and views, but deep down she wasn’t afraid of them or around them. She was afraid of what they wanted from her.

  Sex had always been an intimidating mountain to her, something that she needed to get over but couldn’t do on her own. What if she couldn’t please them? What if they didn’t enjoy it? Porn and erotic novels aren’t exactly reality.

  Falcon slowed down and started walking. He’d been running for a bit but wasn’t winded or even breathing heavy. Instead, he looked down at her and smiled. “You are getting yourself very worked up. Would you tell us why your thoughts are upsetting you?”

  “How did you know that?”

  “It’s part of the energy of our world. We tap into it to revitalize us, but also it amplifies the emotions that you are feeling, enough that we can sense them.” Wolfe walked beside them.

  “So you can’t read my thoughts?”

  “No, all we get is a sense of what you’re feeling.”

  Well that was better. She didn’t like the idea of someone reading her thoughts. There were times when her inner filter actually worked and prevented her from spouting off things best left unsaid.

  Falcon set her on the ground and Wolfe took her hand. “Come for a swim with us and relax. It’s private here and I promise that no one will hear you.” Wolfe lifted a curtain of vines and leaves and led her though. Beyond the hidden entrance was the most beautiful place she’d ever seen. Lush green leaves and vibrant flowers dotted either side of a path.

  “Hear me? Are we going to…you know?”

  Wolfe nodded. “Yes, we’re going to talk, tell you about our traditions, and answer all your questions.”

  “And what if I want to leave afterward?”

  She saw the stricken look flash in each of their expressions. They truly hadn’t considered that possibility and didn’t like to think of it. She could continue walking forward and let it slide, but this was important to her. Falcon was the first to speak.

  “Then we let you leave. You’re not our prisoner.”

  “But don’t think we’ll stop trying to change your mind.” Wolfe placed his hand at her lower back and she allowed him to lead her on. She reached out her hand and Falcon took it immediately. Her anxiety had dropped significantly knowing that they weren’t going to seduce her here, but there was also an edge of disappointment. She wanted to feel their hands on her skin and know what it would feel like to take a man into her body.

  A large bird let loose with a melodic squawk and Hope watched as it opened its vibrant magenta wings and abandoned its perch into the sky. It circled overhead and then swooped away like a kite caught on a spring wind. “What was that?”

  “A ch’iich,” Wolfe answered as they walked. “They’re big but harmless.”

  Hope’s breath caught in her throat. Not even Ray Bradbury could have thought up a world like this. Before her, an oasis of water caught her imagination. A river higher up fed the first pool, and the water flowed over a small waterfall and then into a series of pools that lay like steps. Each emptied into the one below it before swirling around and falling into a lake about forty feet below. “You’re not planning on jumping that, are you?”

  Falcon laughed. “Yes, we do jump from here into the lake, but it wasn’t in our plans for today.”

  She headed for the edge and peered over to see the water churning violently at the base of the waterfall. Falcon’s hand tightened slightly on hers and Wolfe’s grip slid from her waist to her hip. If it wasn’t for the fact that she knew they wouldn’t let her fall she wouldn’t have leaned over the edge that much, but knowing they were there for her gave her courage. Because you trust them?

  The thought floated through her mind as she stood up straighter and followed Falcon as he headed up the river a bit to the middle pool. Did she have any business trusting men she’d met not much more than a few days ago? The affirmative echoed in her heart. She more than trusted them. They’d been nothing but arrogant gentlemen since she met them, aside from the whole abduction thing.

  Falcon peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the ground beside him, effectively scattering her thoughts. “What are you doing?”

  He’d hooked his fingers in the waistband of his pants and was in the process of stripping them off when she spoke. “Going swimming.” He grinned and pushed the fabric down, allowing her full view of his large, semi-erect cock nestled in the hair between his legs. “Are you coming?”

  Wolfe nuzzled the back of her neck and rocked his hips against her as Falcon dove into the pool in a single graceful movement. She could feel the large length of Wolfe’s erection rubbing against her lower back. “He’s teasing you, Atan.”

  “And you aren’t?” She reached back and placed her hands on his hips.

  “Most definitely,” he replied. “We want to talk, but we like to play with you, too.” His hand slid up her back and rested on her shoulders. He slid his fingers to the base of her neck and caught the edge of her dress, peeling it down over her shoulders. Falcon had popped up in the middle of the lake, his long hair floating in the water around him.

  “Be bold, Atan. Don’t be afraid to tease him back,” Wolfe whispered in her ear as he peeled the material lower, exposing her breasts to the air. Her nipples
tightened up into little nubs as the cool air caressed them. Falcon moved to the side and watched with a lazy smile on his face. Wolfe cupped her breasts and gently kneaded her nipples in his fingers. “Falcon has an obsession with your bottom, but I think these are one of your many best features.” His breath caressed her cheek and neck as his low tone vibrated and caused her pussy to flood with moisture. She would have soaked her panties if she’d been wearing any.

  Falcon’s heated gaze followed a path up and down her body, stopping on where Wolfe teased her nipples. He slowly dropped an arm into the water. It was so clear she could see him grip his cock and stroke his length. Oh my god. She felt a nervous giggle rise up in her chest and threaten to escape. She’d never contemplated the idea that a man would be so turned on by her that he’d want to touch himself as he watched her and another man.

  “If it was me in the water I wouldn’t have resisted as long.” He nipped at her throat and she tilted her head to give him access. Her fingers gripped the fabric of his pants as he placed openmouthed kisses along the muscle of her neck. Her body hummed with desire and she arched her torso up against his touch. “Yes.” He drew the s out as he lightly bit her skin. “I can smell your desire, Hope. I know what you taste like on my tongue and I crave you with every breath now.”

  Hope trembled under his touch, wanting so badly to demand that he take her but afraid to voice her demands. The low vibration of his voice echoed in the throbbing of her pussy and she was certain he could bring her to orgasm simply by talking. Falcon remained where he was, sliding his fist up and down his length. His cock had grown significantly and she licked her upper lips, wondering what each of them would taste like.

  Falcon stopped sliding his hand and took a shuddering breath. His eyes had darkened significantly. “You keep licking your lips like that and I’ll give you something to focus on.” His voice was hard and demanding, firing her defiance.