“Breathtaking,” Hawk breathed as Raven murmured, “Damned beautiful.”
Her nerves burning with humiliation, she closed her eyes and dropped her head until her chin rested on her chest. “You don’t have to lie,” she whispered as tears ran down both cheeks.
In the next heartbeat, she squealed and jumped when hard hands smacked both ass cheeks at the same time. Lifting her head, she met matching pissed-off gazes. “What the hell?”
“We will never lie to you,” Raven stated flatly.
“From now on every time you put yourself down like that again you will get spanked,” Hawk took over, “and the punishment strokes will increase with each future occurrence.”
Lace frowned at them as she used both hands to rub the pain away from the burning hot spots as tears continued to roll down her cheeks. “I don’t think I like this anymore.”
She gasped when Hawk stepped in, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her to rest against his chest. In the next heartbeat, Raven was pressed against her backside from shoulders down.
“We know it’s going to be difficult, but all you have to do is trust us and let us help you,” Hawk said, his voice as gentle as a ball of cotton. “Usually I’d allow you a safe word, but for the next hour I’m withdrawing that option because we care enough about you to push you through this. You want help, you need help, but you just don’t know how to ask for it.”
As he spoke, Lace realized he was right. She did not like the place she had taken up residence in, cut off from the world, from other people, not even realizing she was hurting. Until now, she had lived a sad and lonely existence, afraid of the world, and of herself. But with these men she wanted more. She wanted different. She wanted to heal so they would look on her with pride and not pity.
Taking a deep breath, she dropped her head back to lean against Raven’s chest so she could look into Hawk’s dark eyes. “You’re right. I do need help. And after all you’ve done for me today, I do trust you to take care of me. But I’m scared.”
Hawk’s smile made a warm shiver work its way out from her pussy. “Good girl. Now, close your eyes, little dragonfly.”
Without another word, Lace closed her eyes as a sign of trust. She stiffened when a cool cloth wrapped around her head, covering her eyes before it was tied at the back of her head.
“Raven is going to pick you up and carry you. Just relax and let us take care of you,” Hawk said, two racing heartbeats before someone lifted her and cradled her against a broad, hard, muscular chest.
The man holding her kissed the top of her head then began walking. She relaxed a bit as they crossed the club but tensed again when he began to climb stairs. They were taking her to the second floor where the private playrooms were located.
She opened her mouth to question if they had permission, but the man holding her squeezed her.
“No talking, little one. Not until we tell you otherwise.”
At his soft yet powerful Dom voice, Lace closed her mouth, tilted her head to rest it against his chest, and relaxed.
* * * *
Raven knew the instant they had her trust and could not help the grin that started at his heart. It remained there for a few seconds until he realized that in an hour or so she might never want to see them again.
Once they were on the balcony that ran down the second floor, Hawk dropped back so they could walk side by side to the door whose number corresponded to the one attached to the key. Hawk unlocked the door then stepped back and allowed him to carry Lace into the room first. He then followed, flipping on the lights before closing and locking the door as he did.
Raven smiled in approval as he looked around the room. Mirrors covered the back and left sidewall. The door to the bathroom shared the right sidewall with a tall, oversized antique-looking armoire. Looking in the mirror, he saw the wall behind him held shelves, which were full of baskets.
From past experience, he knew they held various sizes of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and other toys to be used. The bottom shelf held a variety of spreader bars. A number of chains hung from the ceiling in the center of the room. Some lengths attached directly into the ceiling, and some threaded through a large eyebolt before leading down to large hooks attached to the wall by the bathroom door.
Carrying Lace to the center of the room, he set her on her feet, but settled his hands on her hips to hold her while she regained her balance. Once she sighed, he slid his hands up the side of her body as he kissed the side of her neck. “Damn, you are so beautiful,” he whispered. “So sexy.”
Lace huffed her disbelief though wisely did not say a word. Taking one hand off her body, he opened the front of his leathers and released his throbbing, painfully hard erection.
Once he could breathe again, he took his hand, wrapped it around her body, and ran it down the center front of her body. He cupped her pussy and was surprised to find her sopping wet.
“Oh, sweet dragonfly, somebody is having a good time,” he said as he parted her labia with his index and ring fingers. He stroked his middle finger over her puffy clit, grinning when she made little sounds with each pass up and down.
Shifting slightly, he watched as Hawk stripped before he took two spreader bars from the shelves. A moment later, his brother joined them in the middle of the room.
“Okay, dragonfly, hold your arms out in front of you,” he said.
As soon as she complied, he hooked her wrist cuffs to either end of the spreader bar. As Raven continued to finger her pussy to distract her, Hawk knelt and hooked her ankle cuffs to another bar. It took a moment before he figured out which chains he wanted to use and hooked them to the bar holding her wrists apart.
Leaning in, he kissed her before saying, “I’m going to lift your arms, just relax. I’ll be right back.”
Lace took a deep breath and bit her lip as she nodded.
Raven watched her face in the mirror as his brother raised her arms until they were over her head, but she was still standing comfortably on the ground. She looked nervous, but not scared out of her mind.
Leaving her pussy, he lifted both hands to her breasts. He covered them fully and squeezed gently. Lace sucked a quick breath and then moaned softly when his fingers slid to her nipples, which he began to play with.
He kissed the top of her shoulder as his hips began to move back and forth, sliding his cock over the globes of her ass. “Feel good, sweet thing?”
She nodded and moaned, “Uh-huh.”
“Don’t go anywhere,” he said when Hawk moved to stand in front of her, blocking her view of the mirror.
Her response was another one of those little sounds that drove more beads of iron into his cock.
Releasing her to his brother, he moved to the armoire and shucked his clothes as fast as he could. Turning, he watched Hawk kiss and stroke the woman he was quickly coming to think of as theirs. He knew from the enchanted look in his brother’s eyes that he felt the same way. He just hoped what they were about to do would not cause Lace so much pain she would never speak to them again when the weekend was over.
Picking up the bag of goodies Hawk had brought earlier, he smiled as he pulled everything out and laid it on the counter in the bathroom. He quickly washed and dried the butt plugs. Now was as good a time as ever to begin preparing Lace to take both of them at once. It would hopefully also keep her thoughts off balance just enough that she would reveal her dark secrets so they could help her put them to rest.
Walking across the room, he stopped behind the restrained figure once again. Pressing his cock into the crease of her ass, he ran his hands up her sides from the tops of her thighs to her elbows and then back down again.
He waited until Hawk motioned his intentions, putting him in charge of this session. Licking his way across her shoulder and up her neck to nibble at her ear, he then whispered, “Okay, little one, are you ready to face your fears?”
Chapter 9
Though her heart was racing with fear, anxiety, and arousal, Lace fou
nd herself nodding. “I think so.”
“Okay, dragonfly,” Hawk murmured from his position in front of her. Though his voice was soft and gentle, she heard the thread of steel, of power, in it. “I want you to arch your back as much as you can while you tell us what happened two years ago.”
Though she found his request odd, she arched her back. It took another moment to fulfill the rest of his request. She had not talked about that night since leaving the hospital. How was she to talk about it now?
The four hands that were tracing random patterns over her skin did not help her concentration either. A moment later, Raven’s hands dropped and began to massage her lower back and down to her ass cheeks. They moved into the crease between the globes, and then his focus shifted to her back hole.
“Talk, dragonfly,” Hawk ordered gently as hot breath blew across her left breast just before he took it into his mouth.
Her attention splintered, and she could barely breathe as a finger began to spread something cold and wet around her puckered star. She wanted to move away but a finger slid over her clit at the same time the finger at her ass pressed for entrance. With the mouth still suckling at her breast and unable to move, all Lace could do was stand there and accept their attentions.
“Now, little one,” Raven demanded.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to focus her thoughts. After licking her lips, she began to speak. “I had been out with some friends at a club. I left early, and as I was unlocking my car, a man jumped me. He knocked me unconscious. I woke up screaming. He had tied me to a tree and was cutting me. He cut me and cut me, and the pain got worse and worse until I passed out.”
She took a breath and let the feel of their hands on her body soothe her for a moment. With her eyes still closed and blindfolded, the memories flashed back. “I woke up in an ambulance with two men yelling at me to stay with them and not die. When we reached the hospital, they rushed me to surgery where it took three surgeons all night to sew me back together. It took over four hundred stitches and innumerable staples to close all the wounds.”
The hands on her body had stopped moving as she told the story, allowing her to think. She thought she heard Raven growl but was so caught up in getting the story out it barely registered.
“They kept me in the hospital for almost a month, until I was fully healed. Then I went home and have been there ever since. Ooooo…” She ended on a moan when Raven’s finger slid deep into her back channel as Hawk drove two fingers full length into her pussy.
“Did they ever catch the man?” Hawk lifted his head from her breast and asked before moving his attentions to the other one.
“Sort of. They found him dead in my car the day after the attack. He had overdosed on drugs,” she said as her hips began to shift back and forth as she fucked herself on their fingers.
“Now for the million-dollar question. Why did you become a recluse and hide from the world?” Raven asked then began to play with her left earlobe.
“Before I left the hospital, the therapist forced me to look in the mirror, hoping it would help me to move past the attack. I looked like a puzzle with all those red lines around my legs, my arms, over my belly, but the worst was the one on my face. The next day when a friend took me to the grocery store, I scared everyone who saw me. We finished our shopping, and she took me home. After that, I ordered everything I could online. I found a local business that runs errands for homebound people. They shop for perishables and do errands for me. The women who sew for me have no problem coming to the house for meetings and to pick up their work.”
“Take a deep breath and try to relax,” Raven said when she stopped speaking.
She did as he ordered, for a moment missing his finger when he pulled it from her. When a slightly thicker, cold, hard something began to press for entry, she took another breath and tried to focus. Hawk’s fingers in her pussy stilled as Raven pushed the plug in until she felt the base against the skin around her back hole.
The men did not say anything to encourage her to talk further. Instead, Hawk left her breasts and kissed his way down her body, pausing to stick his tongue in her belly button, causing her to giggle, before moving down to the top of her slit.
“Ohhhhh,” Lace moaned as his fingers left her. He spread her lips and began to lick from the top of her mound to her wide-open cunt.
“Feel good, little one?” Raven asked as his hands came around her body to cup her breasts.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered, dropping her head back against his shoulder as her hips began to cant forward into Hawk’s mouth.
“You’ve been so brave,” Raven said as he nuzzled her neck. His fingers began to pluck at her nipples, sending even more fire through her and sending her closer and closer to the cliff of her arousal. “Are you ready to take the next step?”
“Need to come,” she moaned.
Though restrained in an X-configuration, she was still able to move a little, but she could not arch her back and cant her hips at the same time to get the touches to drive her over the edge. Her breathing was harsh, and she needed to come. Instead of intensifying their touches, the brothers gentled their touches, keeping her arousal high, but not giving her enough to find her release.
She was shifting and twitching, unable to hold still as Raven took the scarf from around her head.
“Open your eyes, little one,” he said in his deep Dom voice.
Lace blinked several times as her eyes adjusted to the light in the room. When she finally opened them and focused, she found herself facing a mirror. Not just a mirror but a full wall of glass that reflected everything in the brightly lit room. Slamming her eyes shut again, she turned her head and wiggled, trying to turn away from the reflection.
“No, sweet Lace, open your eyes.”
Raven moved away to stand beside her. Hawk’s lips continued to play between her legs, keeping her distracted with his fleeting licks and touches.
With her will turned over to them, Lace did as commanded. Opening her eyes, she met Raven’s deep, dark-chocolate gaze.
“I can’t,” she whispered. “Please, don’t make me. I’m so ugly.”
She had barely said the word when Raven frowned and applied three hard swats to her backside, one landed on each cheek, and one lower and centered, which pushed the plug even deeper into her.
She moaned a denial when Hawk pulled away from her pussy. “Look at the mirror, dragonfly. It’s time to put the past to rest and see what a beautiful woman you are.”
Raven nodded her head in agreement. Taking a deep breath, she turned her head forward. The first thing that caught her eye was the big naked man standing beside her, and then his twin who knelt in front of her.
Only able to see Hawk’s back, she concentrated on Raven. Long-limbed, broad-chested, and narrow of waist and hips, he was the male version of a brick shithouse. Then her gaze dropped and her breath caught when she saw the hard, thick, powerful length that jutted out from his crotch.
Knowing his brother was built the same way only made her arousal tighten her loins even further. Her cunt lips tightened, and she rose to the edge once more. Before she could come though, Hawk once again pulled back. He stood and moved to stand on her other side.
“No, don’t stop,” she pleaded, needing just a little more attention to send her over the edge.
“Not yet,” Raven said.
“Damn, dragonfly, your cream is like ambrosia. I could do that all damn day long,” Hawk said, grinning at her in the mirror as he licked his lips free of her juices.
“She still hasn’t looked at herself,” Raven said, sounding grumpy.
Hawk frowned then turned to a panel by the door to the balcony. “Let’s see if this helps,” he said.
Lace watched in the mirror as he flipped a switch which made no noticeable different in the room’s lighting. The second one plunged the room into darkness, except for a single light, which shined on her from hairline to toes.
“Now, little one,” Raven said,
his dark Dom voice sending a shiver through her. “I want you to see the beautiful woman that you are. Look at yourself.”
Reluctantly, but unable to do anything else, Lace met her own eyes in the mirror. Then she widened her focus to take in her entire face. She looked like her old self, except for a slight white line down the side of her face. Then she looked at her arms, then her legs and her body. She thought she saw white lines where the deep red scars had been two years earlier, but could not be sure.
Looking at her reflection as a whole, she saw a woman with full breasts and enough curves to entice any man’s attention. Okay, so she was no longer the monster she had been two years earlier. But was she really as beautiful as Hawk and Raven seemed to think?
Her heart rate picked up even as the heads of their cocks came into view as they moved close enough for her to feel the heat pouring off their bodies. She looked herself up and down once again and decided she did like what she saw.
“Do you see yourself? Do you see the oh-so-sexy woman who made my cock stand up and whimper the moment you took off that cloak?” Hawk asked as he rejoined them. His hand came up to cup under one breast before brushing his thumb back and forth over her erect nipple.
“Do you now understand why Jenna and Whitney wanted you to come here this weekend? You are a beautiful woman,” Raven continued, his arm coming out of the darkness and moving until his hand covered the curls at the apex of her thighs. “You wearing your own designs makes every person who sees you drool. The fact that you don’t even realize how beautiful and sexy you are makes it all the more arousing to everyone around you.”
The figure in the mirror blurred as tears welled in Lace’s eyes. “I didn’t know. I was so ugly and scary that I couldn’t even look at myself. Oh my God, what have I done?”
“Nothing that can’t be rectified going forward from here,” Raven said. “Now, I think we need to give you some relief before we go upstairs, change your plug, and go to sleep.”
“Yes, please,” Lace said, hearing only that they were finally going to allow her to come.
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