“Might I suggest thinking a bit out of the box?” their manager Moluka, a native Polynesian, asked.
Apollo leaned back in his chair.
“Go ahead,” he said, straight-faced. Apollo felt on edge and unbalanced right now. He’d never had to do this kind of pussyfooting around. Ever.
“Take her out to the village and let her enjoy a local eatery. You and your brothers loved that little Hawaiian barbecue place down the road. Take her there. Let her see why you chose this spot for your hotel and suites. It will bring her closer to understanding the love you share for Kauai.”
Roman smiled, but Apollo was feeling unsure about this. He had work to do, and the point was to give her space. She might not even be too keen on letting him, out of all of his brothers, close to her.
“You go, Roman, and take Garvan, too. Show her around while I finish up here.”
“You should come, too,” Roman said.
He shook his head and looked down at his work.
“Too much to do and we need to not overwhelm her. I’ll catch up with her later or do something with her tomorrow.” He glanced back up in time to see that everyone’s facial expression showed their displeasure in his response. His gut clenched, and his heart ached. He wasn’t feeling as if he could be good enough for Vin. He was thinking so much about his indiscretions and about her lack of revealing the truth about her ex that he felt on guard. It was better for him to keep the level head and his distance. He hadn’t realized that liking a woman so much and holding off on making love to her made him feel vulnerable. He didn’t do vulnerable.
“Okay, let’s get back to business.”
* * * *
Garvan watched Venetia squat down and take a picture of something through the trees and garden. She was so into the shot that she twisted the camera taking different angles. When she put the camera down and stood up, she turned around with a huge smile on her face before she caught him watching her.
“Hi,” he said, and she lowered her eyes then glanced at him, checking out his attire. He wore long khaki pants and a light blue T-shirt with boat shoes. He met her halfway, and he couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke her chin.
“You look like you were having fun.”
“Oh, I am. This place is incredible. I don’t even know where to begin to organize the photos I’ve taken. Although I have taken a bunch that are for me to have as memories of this trip.”
“There you guys are,” Roman said and joined them. She smiled wide and stared up at Roman. He reached out and caressed her arm. “Are you hungry for lunch? It’s past one o’clock.”
“Oh, God, I got so caught up in taking pictures.”
“Well, we wanted to take you off the property to a little place we like. Are you game?” Roman asked.
“I would love to. Am I dressed okay?”
Roman smiled, wrapped his arm around her waist, and led her from the gardens. “You look perfect.”
He had admired her khaki skort and pale green tank top with the sheer blouse the moment she walked into the kitchen. She’d changed her sandals to white tennis sneakers, and now, walking between him and his brother, she appeared so feminine and dainty. He wanted to protect her, and that feeling grew stronger and stronger as they made their way to the valet to bring around the Jeep.
“This is so nice.”
She climbed into the back seat with Garvan’s assistance. Roman noticed his brother hold her hips and then slide his palm over her ass. The sight instantly made Roman hard. Jesus, he was so damn attracted to her.
They made the trip out, and fifteen minutes later, they were sitting by a table in town where a band played traditional Hawaiian Island music.
“This is so cool. Do they get a lot of tourists out this way?” she asked.
“No, they don’t. It’s one of the reasons why we chose Kauai to build the hotel and the suites. We visited here years ago and fell in love with this whole little town,” Roman told her.
“I can see why.”
She placed her camera back into her bag. She had taken a couple of pictures of the place, including one of Roman and Garvan with their arms around the owner.
They were quiet as they watched her looking around and enjoying the festivities and music. When a little boy came up to her and offered her a flower, she smiled wide, took it from him, and said thank you.
“You put it behind your ear,” he told her.
She looked at Roman and Garvan.
“You put it behind your left ear if you’re married, spoken for, or have a significant other or just don’t want to be bothered by any males,” Roman told her.
“Or behind your right ear if you are single, available, and approachable,” Garvan said.
“It’s a secret Hawaiian tradition,” the boy said and then walked away.
She looked at the large white orchid and then placed it behind her right ear.
Roman reached over and caressed her cheek. “It’s beautiful, just like you.”
Garvan took out his cell phone and snapped a picture. She looked incredibly happy.
* * * *
Garvan watched Venetia interact with some of the locals. She took pictures of their artwork and the pottery they sold, as well as pictures of the people. When she put her camera away, they enjoyed a nice walk to the outskirts of the village and a path that overlooked a series of waterfalls, and Garvan couldn’t resist touching her.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder as they looked out across the landscape.
He inhaled her perfume and the scent of her shampoo. She tilted her head to give him better access to her skin, and he took complete advantage of it. He suckled and kissed her neck, and then Roman moved in front of her, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her fully on the mouth. Garvan moved his hand from her waist to her breast, cupping it then stroking her nipple. The tiny bud hardened, and he heard her moan into Roman’s mouth. The vibration echoed under his mouth as he continued to suckle against her neck.
When Roman released her lips and began to kiss the other side of her neck and change positions with Garvan, he knew exactly what he was doing. Garvan moved in front of her, and Vin stared at him with swollen wet lips and eyes glazed over with desire.
“My God, you’re incredible.” He kissed her softly, pecking at her lips until she was pressing closer to get him to kiss her deeper. He felt a bit triumphant but knew not to celebrate the small step in the right direction.
When he felt her tighten up and grip his waist, Roman pressed open her blouse and bra, revealing one very large, gorgeous breast and a skimpy tan line.
“Roman. Oh, God, we should stop. Someone might see.”
Garvan cupped her cheeks and held her gaze. “We’ll protect you.” He pressed his lips to hers, plunging his tongue in deeply. He explored her mouth while Roman feasted on her breast. She seemed to relax a little and then pulled from his mouth to exhale.
Roman fixed her bra, tank top, and blouse then clenched her chin and kissed her lips. Garvan took his cue, slid along her other side, and began to feast on her neck then slid down her bra and camisole to get his first taste of her delicious body.
He swirled his tongue around her nipple and areola. He tugged and nipped at it then suckled some more. She was more than a handful, voluptuous, sexy, and firm.
She was moaning into Roman’s mouth and then rocking her hips. His cock felt so fucking hard, and when he pressed against her side, she pulled from Roman’s mouth.
“Oh, God, please, we have to stop. This is too much.”
He eased his mouth from her breast then fixed her bra and camisole.
“Thank you, Venetia, for trusting us with this,” Roman said to her.
“Yes, you’re so incredibly beautiful and giving. You’re perfect.” Garvan pulled her back against his front and hugged her. When she leaned back and covered his hands with hers, that triumphant feeling went up another notch.
Now this was his idea of making progress.
Venetia was feeling overwhelmed and aroused. She hadn’t expected to have such a hot and heavy make-out session with Garvan and Roman, so when they got back to the suite and saw Zane and Ace by the pool, she decided to join them.
She hurried up and changed, wondering if Roman and Garvan would tell their brothers what she’d done with them. She was surprised that it excited her. Maybe taking these baby steps with each of them would be more practical, although she felt so on fire and ready for more with just Garvan and Roman feasting on her that God knew what it would be like with all six.
She fixed her hair, placed it up on top of her head, and then chose the red bikini to wear. She smoothed her hand along her pussy before she put on the bottoms and admired the Brazilian waxing she had. Apparently Apollo had recommended it, which, at first, aggravated her, but then it aroused her. She was really beginning to believe that he was a control freak and didn’t trust anyone but his brothers.
She walked out to the pool area, which was like nothing she had ever seen before. It had a vanishing horizon pool that looked as if it flowed right over the mountain and into the ocean just beyond the beach. The long, large lounge chairs looked inviting, and with Roman and Garvan lying there with beers in their hands and wearing bathing suits, showing off their muscles, she wondered if she could fit on it with one of them.
Ace and Zane, holding beers, were standing at the edge of the pool where the water overflowed below. It looked as if they could fall right over into the abyss.
Roman stood up and smiled at her.
He caressed her hip and then asked her what she wanted to drink.
“Anything tropical to go with this gorgeous setting.”
He gave her a wink then kissed her lips gently before he walked away.
She stepped into the pool, taking each step and feeling the water move up her body. It wasn’t very cold, sort of warm, but relaxing. There was a hot tub to the right as well and could fit all of them easily. These thoughts weren’t helping her with the decision to take things slow.
When she got into the water, she swam right over to Ace and Zane.
Ace pulled her into his arms, and she straddled his waist. She locked gazes with his hazel eyes, and her breasts tightened as they pressed against his muscles. She felt Zane’s palm caress her back then his lips kiss her shoulder. Immediately she thought of what she’d done with Roman and Garvan, and she suddenly wanted them to do the same.
She gripped his shoulders as she looked away and over the edge. She tightened up.
“Oh, God, that’s kind of scary,” she said, referring to the pool’s edge and the illusion that she could fall out along with the water. Ace held her more snugly, placed his palm over her ass, and then kissed her fully on the mouth.
She immediately kissed him back and lifted up to hold on to his shoulders. When Zane kissed along her arm on the right side then moved it down and behind her, restraining her, she moaned into Ace’s mouth.
She wasn’t sure what Zane was doing, and then she felt the strap to her top move down and off her shoulder, and then the water hit her breast before Zane cupped it and began to feast on her.
All the while he kept her arm behind her back, and she felt her pussy clench with need. She started rocking her hips, and then Ace ran his hand under the bottom of her bathing suit in the back and squeezed her ass as he plunged his tongue deeply into her mouth.
She rocked a little harder, feeling the need for more, when someone else came behind her and gripped her wrist.
“Let go and let us in. Just feel how powerful this is. You’re so beautiful and giving,” Roman said.
She moaned into Ace’s mouth and then felt his fingers slide from the back of her ass to the front of her bikini. She panicked a moment, hoping that she could do this, that she could let go.
Zane suckled her breast harder, and she pulled her mouth from Ace’s lips as his fingers stroked up into her needy cunt.
“Oh,” she exclaimed, and he thrust faster, deeper, and she rocked her hips then felt the mouths against her neck, her breasts, and now both arms were held behind her.
“Come for me, Venetia. Come for all of us,” Ace said, and she rocked her hips, felt her core tighten, and cried out her release.
Zane let go of her breast as she fell against Ace’s chest. He eased his fingers out, and Roman let her arms go. She immediately hugged Ace and hid her tears. The fear of letting go with another man again had made it seem impossible, yet here she was and more than willing to take this even further than she thought she was capable of.
* * * *
Titan sat on the chair watching the scene unfold before him. His cock was super hard, and his mouth watered with desire to taste Venetia. As she calmed her breathing and then pulled back to look around them, her eyes landed on him.
He was on the deck that overlooked the pool and ocean, where there was a set of six large cushioned chairs and a double-wide, long ottoman in the center.
He watched Zane kiss her and help her with her bathing suit top. Roman kissed her next then Ace before he released her to Garvan.
Garvan held a towel open to her and smiled softly.
“You’re incredible.” He wrapped her in it, and then she dried off before placing it onto the chair. She glanced at Titan again, and then Garvan handed her a drink, some tropical concoction in pink with a real flower on top.
When she looked back, Titan curled his finger for her to come to him. The poor thing looked shocked, and damn it, her innocent, shy expression make him feel hornier than watching his brothers feast on her.
She slowly climbed the stairs, and when she was in front of him, she took a sip of her drink. He placed his hands on her hips. She smiled at him.
“Did you need something?” she asked.
“You,” he told her, and she swallowed.
He took the drink from her hand and placed it on the table. He moved her in front of him and then leaned forward to kiss her belly. He made his way up to her breasts and then applied pressure to her hips to get her to sit down on the ottoman.
He licked his lips as he took in the sight of her sexy body.
“Do you trust me, like you just trusted my brothers?” She nodded immediately, and he smiled. “Good girl.”
He ran his palms up and down her thighs.
“You can touch me if you want to,” he told her, and she looked at his muscles and the cross he wore around his neck.
She eased her palms up against him and then pressed forward to kiss his nipple. He tightened up and had to breathe through his nostrils. She then leaned closer and kissed along his neck then his chin and to his mouth. He reached around her body and unclipped her top. She paused and stared at him.
“Trust me,” he whispered.
When she let her arms fall to her sides, he nearly lost control. The top fell, exposing both large, full breasts. The tan marks along her areola and nipple indicated she’d worn some skimpy bikini to sunbathe.
He cupped both breasts and heard his brothers mumble. She gasped and held on to his forearms.
He leaned forward to suckle a breast and twirled his tongue over the tip then tugged. Venetia moaned softly and gripped his arms tighter.
“How is your drink?” he asked her.
“Okay,” she said, releasing a slow breath.
“Can I taste it?”
“I guess so,” she said, not having a clue what he intended to do.
He eased her back over the ottoman.
“Place your arms above your head,” he ordered.
“Titan.” She said his name in a shaky voice.
“I’m always in control, but your pleasure always comes first. Remember that and I guarantee you’ll love what I do to you.”
She took an uneasy breath but then laid her arms back above her head, exposing both breasts and her belly to him.
He reached for the cup with her drink in it, dipped his finger into the glass, then dripped bits of the fluid onto her breasts and the
n to her belly button. He heard her intake of breath and could sense someone joining him on the deck, but he didn’t look to see who it was. Instead, he eased over her and began to lick and suckle the drips of alcohol off her skin. In between suckling her breasts, he spoke to her. “So sweet and delicious. I bet not as delicious as you.”
“Oh, God, Titan.” She lifted her arms up, and he tapped them. “No. You leave them down. I’m going to bring you pleasure, baby. A little taste is what I want and need. Do you trust me to bring you pleasure?”
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, and he suckled against her belly then along the waist of her bikini and then the tattoo.
“Will you let me pleasure you?” he asked her.
“Yes.” Then her eyes widened. He gave a quick glance over his shoulder to see Apollo was gripping the railing, staring at Venetia.
Titan slid over her body and kissed her mouth. He pecked at her lips and then at her arms lying back against the cushion.
When he smoothed fingers under the waist of her bottoms, she tightened up.
“Relax and let me in. You want this. We will always put you first and protect you. Give me this chance to prove it.” He suckled against her neck before going back to her lips and then her breast. He eased his fingers down into her bottoms and was pleasantly surprised to find her bare and wet. He tugged on her clit, and she lifted her pelvis up.
He teased her clit some more, and she moaned and then said his name while he suckled her breast hard.
“Titan. Oh, God please.” She moaned.
He slid a finger up into her wet channel, and she started lifting her pelvis.
“That’s it, baby. You want more. You want me to taste your sweet cream and make you come all over my face?” he asked and added a second finger and stroked faster.
“Yes. Oh, God, more.”
He lifted up and used one hand to pull down her bottoms. He lowered to the floor and thrust his fingers into her cunt then replaced them with his mouth. He licked and sucked hard, and then he heard Apollo’s voice.
“Arms up. Don’t move,” he ordered.
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