by Leah Brooke
Confident that she was warm enough, he reached out to wrap a hand around her waist, keeping her beside him when she would have reached for the towel. “I want you naked. It’s hot in here anyway. Get the other bar of soap from the shelf.”
When she turned, he took advantage of the situation by running a hand over her lush ass. “I think I’m gonna like being bathed by a naked woman.”
Phoenix stretched out on the floor, leaning back on his hands and watching Sarah’s every move. “She’s got a nice ass, doesn’t she? Just knowing how tight she’s gonna be has me close to comin’ in my pants.”
Hawke stiffened, automatically reaching for Sarah as she turned back and pulling her protectively to his side. “She’s not one of the whores you’re used to.”
Blade dropped to the side of the tub, running his hands up and down Sarah’s legs. “No, she’s not. But that doesn’t mean we have to treat her as if she’s made of glass. After the way she responded earlier, I’m looking forward to exploring that passion.”
Hawke hid a smile when Sarah soaped a cloth and began washing his arms and shoulders, intrigued and aroused at the sensuality in every movement.
Hawke slid under the water, water sloshing over the sides as he dunked his head. Sitting up again, he leaned back, pushing his hair over the side of the tub to let it drip on the floor. Delighted by the hunger in her eyes, but well aware of her innocence, Hawke braced an arm on each side of the tub, hoping to appear less threatening. “Would you wash my hair?”
Sarah gulped and lifted her gaze to his, her eyes alight with anticipation. “Of course.”
Noticing that as her arousal grew, she appeared less and less self-conscious about her nakedness, Hawke shared a look with his brothers.
By unspoken agreement, all three of them had adopted non-threatening positions in an attempt to get their naked wife to settle some and get comfortable being naked in their presence.
Whenever she got within arm’s reach of any of them, they reached out to touch her—soft caresses that drew moans from her.
Watching her lather her hands, he bit back a groan, struggling not to imagine her soap-slicked hands on his cock.
Setting the soap aside, she moved in behind him. “Are you ready?”
Sharing a smile with Blade, Hawke fisted his hands on the sides of the tub. “Very.”
Sliding her hands through his hair, she sighed. “It’s so soft.”
Blade rose and slowly moved toward her. “Not as soft as yours.”
Tilting his head back, Hawke watched Blade move in behind her, his hands coming around her to cover her breasts. “You like being naked in front of us, don’t you?”
Sarah blushed, arching her breasts into Blade’s hands while her hands firmed in Hawke’s hair, scrubbing his scalp with increasing speed. “I can feel your eyes on me, but it doesn’t feel the way it did when Willy looked at me.”
Hawke dunked his head under the water again to rinse the soap away, quickly sitting up again. “Come here, little one.”
Using one hand to sluice the water from his face, he snaked the other around her waist to pull her to his side. “That’s because you know we won’t hurt you. You’re beginning to trust us, aren’t you?”
Blade’s eyes narrowed. “She trusted you from the start. For Phoenix and me, it’s taking a little longer.”
Sarah shrugged, wrapping her hand around Hawke’s forearm. “I just feel safe with all of you, but kind of nervous at the same time.”
Blade bent to nuzzle her neck, his fingers dancing over her nipples. “You are safe with us. We’d never hurt you.” Sliding a hand down her body, he parted her folds, giving Hawke a clear view of her slit, which had him fighting not to spill his seed. “But you’re smart enough to be nervous, because we’re going to teach you things about yourself you’ve never even imagined.”
His hand flattened and came down on her clit, eliciting a cry from her. “Like how good a little pain can feel.”
Hawke cursed under his breath, fighting for control when moisture leaked from his cock. His balls tightened painfully when Sarah’s shocked cry became a pleasure-filled moan and she began to rock her hips against Blade’s hand.
Blade smiled down at her, his eyes filled with pride and possessiveness. “See, honey? That little sting only made the hunger stronger.”
Watching her, Hawke hurriedly finished washing himself, anxious to sink his cock deep. Knowing that he had to be gentle with his virgin bride, he took several deep breaths in an effort to rein in his need. Rising to his feet, he glanced over at Phoenix’s approach, his chest swelling at the wonder in his youngest brother’s eyes. Holding out his hand, he stepped out of the tub. “Cloth. Now.”
* * * *
Sarah gasped, stunned at the change in him.
Hawke went from patient watchfulness to hungry warrior in an instant.
Alarmed at the fierce hunger in his eyes and the power in the body that strode toward her, she attempted to step back, a whimper escaping when Blade’s arms closed around her from behind.
“Easy, honey. Hawke wants you.” His soft chuckle against her ear sent a shiver through her. “It looks like he can’t wait anymore.”
She gulped again, wrapping her arms around herself. “Hawke?”
To her surprise, he dropped to his knees in front of her. Without hesitation, his hands closed over her hips, his firm grip sending her off balance. “You know damned well I won’t hurt you. I want a taste of what’s mine.”
Caught by Blade from behind, she cried out when Hawke parted her folds, her breath catching when Hawke touched his tongue to her clit.
Laughing softly, Phoenix bent to touch his tongue to her nipple. “Hawke looks pretty hungry. You’d better spread those thighs wide and give him what he wants.”
Hawke licked her slit again, his eyes glittering and so dark they appeared black. “Don’t try to scare her, Phoenix.”
Fisting a hand in her hair, Blade pulled her head to the side and scraped his teeth over her neck. “No. That’s my job.”
Shocked at Hawke’s raw hunger, and Blade’s threatening tone, she cried out again, lost in pleasure and nerves. Shivers of delight raced up and down her spine, the attention to her clit and her nipple sharpening her arousal to a fever pitch. “God! I can’t stop shaking. Please. Do something.”
Hawke straightened, wrapped an arm around her, and sent her tumbling onto his bed. “I’m about to.”
Hawke eased her to her back and reached out to touch his fingertip to her nipple, making it throb. “Yes, little one. You like my touch.” He sounded so surprised by that, and she felt herself drawn closer. “Look at me.” Staring down at her, his eyes gentled as he slid a hand down her body. “You tremble, but there’s no fear in your eyes. Just desire.”
Humbled that what she felt mattered to him, Sarah parted her legs wider and arched toward him, wanting him more with every passing second. “Yes. You make me feel things I never imagined.” Sliding a hand into his long, damp hair, she tried to smile, but the slide of his finger over her clit made nothing but a cry of delight possible.
Brushing his lips over hers, he groaned and continued to caress her clit, making her hot all over. “All ours.”
The reminder that Blade and Phoenix watched had her reaching for Hawke.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she thrilled at the coolness of his long, straight hair gliding through her fingers. “It feels good to belong to you. I never thought I’d belong to anyone this way. You’re so gentle with me.”
Hawke’s eyes narrowed, glittering with something that made her stomach flutter and sent a rush of moisture from her pussy. “It won’t always be this gentle. There are times that I need more, and it’ll be rougher, but I won’t hurt you. I want you to remember that.”
Sarah stiffened, but he covered her lips with his, the pressure forcing her to part her lips to allow him inside. Moaning at the feel of his tongue sliding against hers, she hung on to him as warm desire overtook her.
Lifting his head, he stared down at her with eyes narrowed to slits. “It doesn’t mean I don’t like you, or respect you. It means I want you too much to find the kind of pretty words and gentleness you need tonight.”
Gripping his hair, she pulled him closer, lifting her hips in invitation. “I need you. I love the way it feels when you hold me.” Her words came out in nothing more than a rush of breath, but the flare of heat in Hawke’s eyes told her that he’d heard her. “Please. I want to be yours.”
“You are.” Lifting her face higher, he stared into her eyes while his fingers moved against her slit. “Make no mistake about that.”
She writhed against him, needing more. She moved her thigh against his cock, stilling when she realized it felt as hard as iron.
Apprehensive now, but with a need that wouldn’t be denied, Sarah whimpered, burying her face against his throat. She heard the splash of water, and turned her head slightly to find both Blade and Phoenix rinsing their naked soaped bodies with buckets full of water from the tub, soaking the wood floor.
Blade hurriedly ran the cloth over himself, wringing out his now loose hair before hurrying to her side. Reclining next to the mattress, he ran his hand over her other breast, tugging at her nipple. “You belong to all of us.”
Sarah gasped when he lifted her hand to the pillow above her head, a move that left her breast unprotected and left her feeling even more vulnerable. “Oh, God. I don’t know what to do.”
Phoenix knelt behind Blade’s legs, pulling her knee up and spreading her wider. “Let us worry about that. Just lie back and enjoy.”
Hawke moved over her, covering her body with his. Bracing himself on his elbows, he cupped her face, his own just inches from hers. “I’m sorry that this first time is gonna hurt. I’ll be as gentle as I can, but the first time always hurts for a virgin.”
Swallowing a moan at the thought of Willy’s evilness, she looked at each of them. “Thank God it’s you. I don’t even want to think about how—”
Hawke stiffened, his eyes going hard. “He didn’t—and won’t. It’s just us. As slow and gentle as you need.”
Reaching up with her right hand, she cupped his cheek, smiling at the flare of satisfaction in his eyes. “I trust you.”
Phoenix lifted her leg, his lips warm as they ran over her calf. “Little by little, you’ll learn to trust us, too.”
Sarah couldn’t look away from the intensity of Hawke’s dark gaze as he positioned his cock at her pussy opening, trembling when he slid a hand under her bottom and lifted it. “Hawke?”
She wrapped her free leg around him, an instinctive movement that felt so natural, but that Hawke had apparently been waiting for.
Suddenly, he was completely between her legs, his powerful thighs pushing hers up and wider. “Easy, little one.”
The feel of his cock against her pussy opening shocked her into stilling, the heat of it startling. “Hawke! Oh, God. It’s there.”
Blade murmured to her in a soothing tone before glancing at Hawke. “Be careful with her.”
“Shut up, Blade.” Groaning, he pushed his cock more firmly against her. “I know it’s there, Sarah. Right against your hot little pussy. Easy, little one.” Hawke brushed his lips over hers, nibbling softly at her bottom lip. “Taking a virgin requires patience.” Lifting his head he smiled faintly, his smile filled with tension as he slid his fingers over her clit. “But our little one’s more than ready to be taken, and I don’t want to make her wait. She’s getting ready to come and I want to take her before she does.”
Taking her mouth with his in a kiss filled with tenderness, Hawke began to push his cock into her.
Whimpering when it started to burn, she bucked against him, gasping when the head of his cock pushed through her hymen and into her.
Aware of Blade’s lips on her arm and his hand closing on hers, she stiffened, stunned by the hard fullness filling her.
Too big. Too hot. Too hard.
The slice of pain ripped through her, and a sob escaped as tears trickled from the corners of her eyes and into her hair.
He was inside her.
Swallowing her cry, Hawke groaned, his big body trembling against hers. He lifted his head, his eyes narrowed to slits as he stared down at her. “No more pain, little one.” He kissed her tears away, not moving as though waiting for a sign from her.
As if to prove his point, he moved, pausing when she cried out in anticipation of more pain. “See? It won’t hurt that way again. The hard part’s over.”
Blade released her hand and stood. “I have some more water next to the fireplace to warm.”
Phoenix took Blade’s place, taking her hand again and using his other to toy with her nipple. “She’s so beautiful. I’ll bet her pussy’s tight as hell.”
Hawke groaned when she involuntarily clenched on his cock. “It is.” He began to move, withdrawing his cock until only the head remained inside her before plunging deep again. He watched her face the entire time, a small smile playing at his lips. “I told you it wouldn’t hurt anymore. I’ll go nice and slow, little one.”
Slightly alarmed at the strain in his voice, Sarah gripped Phoenix’s hand, unable to hold back her cries as the pleasure mounted, replacing the pain.
She felt a part of something more than herself—part of Hawke. She gripped him tighter, her eyes burning with tears.
She belonged.
“Hawke!” The sensations built to a fevered pitch, and the memory of the pleasure to come had her reaching for it.
“Yes, little one. I’ve got you.”
“Please! Please make me yours.”
“You are mine.”
Sarah’s breath caught when Hawke began to pump into her, the speed of his hard thrusts sending her spiraling into the world of pleasure she’d glimpsed earlier.
The tingling heat started at her slit and seemed to explode, showering in the delicious sparks of ecstasy.
Sarah panicked and clung to Hawke. “Oh! Oh, God. Hawke!”
“I love the way you say my name.” Gathering her against him, he murmured something soft and crooning to her in a language she didn’t understand.
Just the sound of his voice proved enough, the deep cadence of it giving her something to hold on to while the pleasure spun her out of control.
Hawke surged deep and stilled, gathering her close. “You’re mine. You’re always safe with me. I’d die to protect you. I’d kill for you.”
He held her that way for what seemed an eternity, caressing her as she came down to earth again.
Holding her tightly against him, he slowly lowered her bottom to the bed. Bracing himself on his elbows, he ran his fingers through her hair as he stared down at her. “You all right?”
Sarah involuntarily clenched on his cock, fascinated by his look of indulgence, and still overwhelmed by his lovemaking.
Weak.
Lethargic.
Wonderful.
Smiling, she wiggled against him, giggling when he groaned. “Yes. I never really understood how it works. It’s very intimate, isn’t it?”
Hawke’s lips twitched before he bent to touch them to hers. “Very much so.”
Frowning, she squeezed Blade’s hand, struck by the hunger in his eyes. “I don’t understand how my mother and the others can do this for money.” Her face burned when Hawke stiffened above her. “I mean—how can they do this with someone like Willy when he’s so mean? I know they don’t care about the men who take them. It’s such an intimate thing to do with someone just because they hand you a coin or two.”
Phoenix, looking decidedly uncomfortable, sighed and rubbed her leg. “It’s different with you. Sometimes, it’s just about the pleasure. It’s just another body.”
“That sounds awful!” She tried to imagine what it would be like with anyone other than her husbands, and found that she couldn�
��t. “Just thinking about it makes me feel cold.”
Hawke withdrew slowly, kneeling between her thighs. “It’s not something you’re ever going to have to worry about. You’re our wife, and no other man is ever going to take you.”
Blade came forward with a bucket, holding a cloth in his free hand. “The intimacy will get even stronger when we get to know each other better. Think about how that’ll feel.”
Self-conscious about her position, she nodded and started to sit up, but Phoenix, now reclining beside her on one elbow, flattened a hand on her stomach to keep her in place. “Just relax, honey.”
Hawke dipped the cloth into the bucket and wrung it out, his gaze holding hers. “Be still so I can clean you up. You’ll feel better.”
Shaken, Sarah nodded, her cheeks burning hotter. “I can do it myself.”
Hawke shook his head and ran the cloth gently over her slit, holding her steady when she flinched. “No.”
She didn’t expect him to do more than wipe her with it, but Hawke seemed in no hurry to finish.
Parting her folds, he wiped her thoroughly, every slow swipe of the warm cloth easing some of the soreness. He dipped the cloth in the water again and held it against her slit, his patience seemingly endless. “Does this feel better?”
Her face burned as she nodded. “Yes.” She stared up at him, surprised that he appeared deep in thought. She glanced at Phoenix and then Blade, only to see both of them watching Hawke, their expressions thoughtful and slightly amused.
Both turned to her as if sensing her gaze, their reassuring smiles not reassuring at all.
Phoenix clasped her hand in his, brushing his lips over her fingers. “I never thought I’d see the day.”
Although he whispered, Hawke must have heard it. It seemed to snap him out of his thoughts, and with a glare at Phoenix, he removed the warm cloth and tossed it into the bowl. “It’s late.”
Minutes later, she found herself tucked into bed—Hawke’s hard body wrapped protectively around her from behind.
She watched Blade and Phoenix take the tub outside and dump it before bringing it back in, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of their muscular bodies gleaming in the waning firelight.
