by Tara Rose
She was panting by the time he released her mouth, and then she struggled to keep from passing out as he moved to her breasts. He teased her sore nipples with his teeth and tongue while Kade spread her legs and licked her wetness, from her asshole to her clit. Giselle closed her eyes and gave over to the sensations. Everything hurt from last night but she didn’t care. These two were the sexiest men she’d ever known, and she’d waited far too long for this to stop them now.
“Giselle…” Elliot’s voice washed over her, deep and sexy. “We need lube. There’s something I want to try.”
She opened her eyes. “Anything. I’ll give you two anything you want.”
Kade invoked several saints under his breath as he crawled off her and sprinted from the room. “I’ll get the lube but don’t start without me.”
“Turn over, love.” She obeyed Elliot’s command, her heart soaring at his use of the endearment. “We won’t hurt you. I promise.”
“I know you won’t. I trust you.” She trusted both of them. She always had, and she knew that from this point on in her life, she always would. This journey had begun for them before they’d reached puberty, and Giselle was going to ride this wave as long as possible. These two were everything she’d ever fantasized about, and she couldn’t be happier right now.
Chapter Ten
Elliot caressed her sore ass cheeks and lower back, trailing his tongue over both while they waited for Kade to return. “You were so fucking sexy dancing like that.”
“You two seduced me with your music. You’re so talented.”
“Thank you for saying so.”
Kade returned, handing Elliot a large bottle of lube. He fumbled the box of condoms, finally taking out two of them. Giselle tried not to laugh as she watched him. Her entire body tingled with anticipation. She caught his gaze, and it was filled with so much excitement and lust that her heart gave a strange little lurch.
She was going to fall in love with these two. It was a given. And right now, she didn’t even care about that. She’d been half in love with them her entire life. To be here with them now, about to offer herself to them in a way she’d never done with another man, seemed the most normal thing in the world.
But she should tell them that. That this was her first time. “I’ve never actually had anal sex. Only fingers and toys in there. Someone tried once but he hadn’t used any lube and it really hurt.”
Elliot kissed her lower back. “Don’t worry, love. I promise you we’ll be very, very careful and gentle.”
Kade brushed a finger along her face. “We will. And you can safeword out of it if you don’t like it, or become too overwhelmed. All right?”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “For everything.”
Kade cupped her face and kissed her lips gently. “No, Giselle. Thank you. For all of this. Elliot and I have fantasized about you for so long now…”
“I’ve done the same thing with both of you.”
Kade smiled slightly and shook his head. “All this time you were right here.”
“It’s okay. We’re here now.”
He kissed her again as Elliot gently spread her legs and rubbed lube across her asshole. She held her breath, but Kade told her to keep breathing. She closed her eyes, absorbing the sensation as he gently slid his wet finger into her ass. It felt weird at first, but then once she got used to the fullness, it wasn’t any different than the butt plug they’d used last night.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes. I love it.”
“Good girl.”
That voice! She’d do anything just to hear it. He removed his finger and slid two inside, and that definitely felt as large as the butt plug had, but she liked it. He moved them in and out, stretching the walls, while Kade kissed her neck and whispered encouraging words.
Giselle floated away to the same space she’d visited yesterday on the picnic table when they’d flogged her, and when Elliot slid three fingers inside, she moaned as her arousal went through the roof.
“You know what’s going in next, right?”
“Yes. Yes, I want that.”
Elliot removed his fingers, and she listened to the sound of a condom package opening. When he teased the opening to her ass with the head of his dick, she tensed for a second, but Kade’s gentle massage on her upper back calmed her right down again.
“You’re doing great, Giselle. Just keep breathing. We won’t let anything bad happen to you. I promise.”
How could she doubt anything he or Elliot said? Elliot slid his dick inside her asshole so slowly and gently that tears spilled over her lashes, but not from pain. That they’d take such care with her melted her heart in a way nothing had before. They weren’t anything like her coworkers talked about. They were beautiful, inside and out. They were sensitive artists, not ruthless businessmen. And they treated her like a cherished possession, not someone they happened to be fucking at the moment.
Once he was all the way in, he began to thrust, but it was easy and soothing. She clutched the sofa fabric and moaned loudly. Each pass of his dick sent her closer to an orgasm. When Kade reached underneath and massaged her clit, Giselle cried out as the sensations increased.
Her climax was swift and intense, and she yelled so loudly that she was sure they heard her at the plant. She’d never expected anal sex to feel so fucking incredible, and she wanted more. Elliot withdrew, but she knew he hadn’t come yet.
Kade took his place, putting on a condom first, and Elliot knelt next to her and took over playing with her clit while Kade slid his dick into her ass. He was just as gentle as Elliot had been, and Giselle wondered how sex with only one man would ever compare. It couldn’t. These two were perfection together.
The smell of the leather sofa mingled with the scent from the wood in the room and the sweat on their bodies, and Giselle thought it was the most heavenly aroma ever. The music they’d played was still in her head, seductive and warm. She never wanted to leave this room.
Elliot kissed her neck and asked if she was all right. She whispered that she was. He asked if they could switch again, and then he asked if he could come inside her ass.
“Yes. Anything. Anything you two want.”
Kade withdrew, chuckling. “I told her not to say that.”
“I think she means it.” Elliot filled her ass with more lube before slipping his dick inside again, and this time his thrusting was a bit rougher, but she didn’t mind. It felt so fucking incredible that she could hardly stand it. By the time he came, she was close to another orgasm.
Kade took his place, and when Elliot reached underneath to tease her clit, she exploded in a dizzying climax that took her breath away. Kade thrust hard and deep, but she barely noticed. She was lost in a sea of sensations that she never wanted to end. When he came, he cried out loudly and again she wished this could go on forever.
Once he’d withdrawn and the men had disposed of their condoms, they helped her sit, gave her water to drink, and then took turns cuddling with her on their laps. They stroked her hair and back, and told her how much they’d enjoyed that. She leaned against their warm, hard bodies and simply let go of everything.
The real world didn’t exist. Only Kade and Elliot did. If she were trapped inside this house with them for the rest of her life, she’d be perfectly content.
* * * *
Giselle woke up in a large king bed with the guys on either side of her. She didn’t even remember coming into the room. The décor reminded her of Kade. Dark wood trim, like the rest of the house, but this space was peppered with bright colors and quirky odds and ends that suited his personality. She glanced at his sleeping form, wondering what would happen the next morning when they returned to work.
Had they meant what they’d said earlier? That they’d fantasized about her for so long? She knew deep in her heart it was true, but this was still so surreal she was afraid to let hope build. It was a dream come true just to be there with them. But they had to return to reality tomorrow.
What would happen then?
She crawled out of bed as quietly as possible. Once she’d used the bathroom and found where Kade had his stash of bottled water, she drank two, then returned to his bedroom. Both men were awake, sitting side-by-side naked on the edge of the bed, and it was obvious they’d been discussing her.
But when they glanced up at her, each gave her a sincere smile. Kade held out his arms, and she went to him. “What would you like to do for the rest of the day, beautiful?” She gave him a droll look and he laughed. “Aren’t you sore? Tired? Anything?”
“All of the above.”
He kissed her. “You’re not human.”
“I’m just so happy. I’ve wanted this for so long now…” She stopped because she didn’t want to gush on about her years-long crush right now. Her mind was fixed firmly on the reality of the next day.
His expression grew serious. “I wish we’d known that.”
As if she could have told them such a thing. “I’m still your employee. What happens in the morning?”
Kade placed a hand on each shoulder and held her gaze. “Nothing. We don’t owe anyone an explanation or a confession. Giselle, this isn’t some weekend fling for us. I hope you don’t think it is.”
She shook her head before he finished the sentence. “No. Not at all. But I don’t want to be the cause of trouble for either of you.”
Elliot placed an arm around her waist. “You’re not trouble. And if someone doesn’t like this, tough shit. Didn’t we agree not to worry about what others think?
She nodded.
“Then why are we discussing this?” Elliot’s smile was still in place, but his voice held an edge.
“I agree,” said Kade. “We have enough trouble to occupy our thoughts right now and you’re certainly not part of that. We intend to keep seeing you.”
She had to say something. “I want that, too.” Those words seemed inadequate for the sudden vortex of confused emotions swirling through her brain, but Elliot was right. They had all agreed not to give anyone else’s opinion free rent in their minds. Giselle only wished she knew how to do that as easily as they did.
“Then it’s settled,” said Elliot, giving her ass cheeks a halfhearted swat. “I don’t want to hear anything else about giving us trouble, or what so-and-so might say if they find out. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I like that,” said Kade. “You calling us ‘Sir.’”
She glanced from him to Elliot and back again. “I will if you want me to.”
“We haven’t earned the title.”
Giselle grinned and brushed a finger over Kade’s chest. “Well, then…we should get busy and help you two earn it.”
Both men laughed, and Kade pulled her into his arms and held her so tightly she was afraid she’d pass out. “You’re amazing. I’ll tell you what.” He pulled away and looked into her eyes. “Let’s take a shower…separately…and let us show you the rest of our homes and the grounds. I think it finally stopped raining. And then later…” He nuzzled her neck and she moaned softly. “Later, we’ll see if we can’t do something to earn that title.”
“I love that idea. Yes.” Anything to prolong the inevitable sun rising on Monday morning and her return to work.
They spent the rest of Sunday morning and into the afternoon walking through both homes, and then along stone walkways through the woods that the men had constructed, winding through the trees. Every hundred yards or so a decorative wooden bench sat in a small clearing. “This is amazing. Do you two spend a lot of time out here?”
“Not nearly as much time as we wish we could,” said Elliot. “In fact, I can’t remember the last time we took such a long walk on the property.”
“That’s sad. You both work so hard.”
“So do you,” said Kade. “You’re at the plant five days a week, and at your parents’ bar the other two.”
“I guess that’s true. But I have nothing else to do.” She cringed inwardly. That made her sound pathetic.
“Neither do we,” said Elliot. “We’re often in the plant on weekends. If Asa had his way, we’d have shifts working seven days a week, around the clock.”
“We have two shifts in manufacturing now from Monday through Friday,” she said. “Isn’t that enough?”
“We can barely keep up with orders,” said Kade.
“But that’s good, right? I mean, Tim and Asa must be thrilled that business is so booming.”
Kade smiled. “Tim and Asa are never thrilled with anything. They’re always worried about the next trend, or the next storm that might wipe us out, or what our competitors are trying that we should have foreseen two years ago.”
She nodded. “I suppose when you run a business with so much competition, you have to be tenacious to stay in the game.”
“Staying competitive is certainly necessary,” said Elliot. “But few men or women in our family know how to kick back and just have fun once in a while.”
She smiled at each of them in turn. “So we’re back to sad.”
Kade pulled her close. “Not today. No one is sad today. We won’t allow it.”
“Okay. But I’m curious now. What if you didn’t have to work at the company? What if you could do whatever you wanted to do? Would you pursue music?”
“Sure we would.”
“But you need a real job, I suppose. Everyone does.”
They exchanged a sheepish glance. “Ah, well, we have trust funds, so actually we don’t technically have to work for Tim and Asa.”
Elliot held up a hand. “Don’t say it. We said no sadness today, remember?”
She laughed. “All right. I won’t say it then.”
“What about you?” His voice was almost challenging. “What would you do if money weren’t an issue?”
“That’s easy. I’d open a club. Not just a place where you could eat and drink, but one with dancing and pool tables.”
“Pool tables?”
“I play quite well. Didn’t you know that?”
“No, we didn’t. What kind of music?”
She grinned. “Cuban, of course. But seriously, we don’t have anything like that on the island. We have plenty of little bars and restaurants, but no place to just hang out and dance, and have a good time.”
“It’s an intriguing idea,” said Kade. “I like it.”
When they finished walking outside, Giselle made sandwiches while Kade and Elliot threw together a salad. They ate lunch on Kade’s front porch, overlooking the driveway that led to both homes. Giselle compared this view with the bustling street in town outside her windows. If she had a vista like this to gaze at, she might never go indoors.
Kade’s cell rang, and he said he had to take the call as it was from Taj, his cousin. “It might be about work. Excuse me a second.”
As Kade moved to the edge of the porch to talk, Giselle asked Elliot to remind her again which department Taj ran.
“He and Jeff run shipping. Jeff is Tim’s nephew and Sallyanne’s brother.”
She nodded. “Right. Now I remember. I get all of you mixed up.”
He smiled and nodded. “Don’t feel bad. We get each other mixed up.”
Kade joined them again, and Elliot asked if everything was okay. “Yeah. He just wanted to let us know that Sallyanne is returning to work tomorrow.”
“That’s good. I’m glad she’s okay. She’s seeing a shrink in New Orleans, right? Too bad we don’t have one here.”
Kade nodded. “Sallyanne can go to her. Tim will let her use one of the private jets for something like that.”
Giselle raised her brows. “So the women in your families can leave the island?”
“Yes. The curse is only on the men.”
She shifted in her seat to face them. “What do you know about it? I’ve heard all kinds of crazy rumors over the years.”
“Not much. No one seems to know when it started or who cast it.”
“But you know it’s real, right?” She shi
vered despite the heat. It was such an unexpected reaction that she glanced around the woods, but there was nothing out there except birds and small animals.
“We know it’s real only because of what we were told by our fathers and grandfathers,” said Elliot. “Agapito drowned, Iago died from a shark bite, William died in a freak storm with the Louisiana coastline in sight, but everyone else on that boat survived. And Robert died from a jellyfish sting.”
“Is there nothing written down? No physical clues?”
Kade nodded. “Oh yes. Taj has a piece of parchment that belonged to Mendo, our grandfather. It was found among his things when he died. No one knows who wrote it, but it tells about a dream or a vision in which the original inhabitants of this island conjured a demon who asked for a boon before cursing the four men. But we don’t know what the rest of the paper says because after that, the remainder is written in a language no one can decipher.”
Giselle shivered again. “What do you mean no one can decipher it?”
“I mean Taj has had handwriting experts look at it and they don’t know what language it is. No one has ever seen it.”
She crossed her arms. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah. And that’s not all.” His eyes blazed with mischief and intrigue. “I have a tiny clue, too. Want to see it?”
The air outside had suddenly turned cold, or maybe that was only her imagination. Either way, Kade’s offer gave her the perfect excuse to go back into the house, so she took it. “I’d love to.”
Chapter Eleven
Kade took Giselle’s hand and led her back inside the house to his office. He fished his keys out of one desk drawer and unlocked another, then took out a leather box. “I keep it locked up.” He winked at her. “So now you’re sworn to secrecy. You can’t even tell your parents or your sisters.”
She crossed her finger over her chest in an X. “I swear.”
