by Desiree Holt
Faith watched it leave, her heart hammering in her chest. She was still trying to force her lungs to breathe when Donovan darted around the corner, a rifle grasped in one hand as he reached the other out to her.
“Jesus, are you okay?”
Donovan grabbed her arm and hauled her up, pulling her tight to his chest as he looked back at where the bear had disappeared into the forest. His heartbeat echoed in her ear as she hugged him tight, not sure whether to laugh or cry. She heard Parker shuffle to his feet and cursed. All this time she’d had him pinned to the ground and she hadn’t even asked if he was okay.
She twisted in Donovan’s arms, catching Parker’s gaze. She expected him to be angry with the way she’d bowled him to the ground and used his body to cushion her fall, but that wasn’t the emotion behind his smile. He shook his head and stepped into her open arms, hugging her close as Donovan released her, his bemused chuckle sounding behind her.
“What the hell are you laughing at?” she scolded, not willing to let Parker go yet. “That damn thing wasn’t exactly looking for a playmate.”
The smug smile that lit Donovan’s lip had her urging to smack it off. “We must really have gotten to you, darling, because you never go into the woods without this.” He held up her rifle, nodding towards the helicopter. “I mean, you brought the damn thing in when you came to pick us up, so you must have love on the brain if you ventured to the lady’s room without it.”
Faith sneered at him, swatting Parker in the chest when he chuckled too. “I don’t know why you’re laughing,” she huffed. “You didn’t grab it either.”
“That’s because I jumped out the window so Donovan could take the door. Besides, he’s a better shot with those things. I probably would have hit the poor bear instead of just using it to scare it off.”
“Poor bear? I wouldn’t call that… giant…that wanted to eat me, poor.”
Parker shrugged, grazing a finger along her jaw. “Hey, you can’t blame the grizzly.
You’re quite the tasty treat. I should know.”
He licked his lips and Faith felt her cheeks flush. Only Parker would turn a bear attack into something sexual. She sighed and got a rush of vertigo. Two sets of hands reached for her, and she felt Parker lift her up.
“Easy, sweetheart. It’s just a side effect from all the adrenaline. Let’s get you inside.”
She wanted to argue that she was more than capable of walking to the cabin, but something in the way he held her against his chest, his cheek resting on her forehead stopped her, the words still poised on her tongue. He was scared and she was the cause.
Donovan opened the door, then followed them in, his footsteps heavy on the wood. She could tell by the way he paced the small space when Parker placed her on the bed that he was scared, too. Despite the jokes, they’d both been shaken by the very threat that had caused their troubles all those years ago. She cursed under her breath and wondered if there was any way she could heal the wounds she’d just reopened when the answer stared back at her from Donovan’s eyes. She held her hand out to him, pulling him towards the bed when he accepted her offer. He stood there, one hand fisted at his side, his lips a tight line across his face, as she opened her heart to him.
“You were right,” she said.
Both men’s gazes fell to hers and they looked at her as if she’d spoken in another language.
“Right about what?” asked Donovan, arching his eyebrow when she released his hand and ran her fingers along the ridge of his cock.
“Right about what you said outside,” she insisted, repeating the same, sensual caress on Parker’s shaft.
Parker moaned as she squeezed his cock through the tight bind of denim. “That you’re tasty? We already knew that,” he said, pressing into her hand when she squeezed him again.
Faith smiled. “When Donovan said I had love on the brain, he was right. I know better than to venture into the woods without the rifle, especially this time of year. But all I could think about was getting back to the two of you.”
The two men exchanged a knowing look before they moved, shucking off their clothes, following her onto the bed. Parker moved to the opposite side, removing her top as Donovan worked her pants, stripping her bare in a matter of seconds. She smiled at them, not resisting when Parker held her hands above her head, while Donovan moved between her thighs, nuzzling her pussy with his nose as he drew a deep breath.
“Love or not, darling, that little stunt almost cost us what we treasure most. Which leaves us to question if you truly understand how deep our love goes?” He nodded at Parker.
“I think it’s time we showed you.”
Her reply keened into a harsh moan as Donovan dove between her thighs, licking her like a man intent on a mission. She arched under his assault, wanting to thread her fingers through his hair, but unable to pull them free from Parker’s firm grip. The man chuckled when she twisted her wrists, lowering his head beside her ear.
“Sorry, darling, but we’re in control this time. I promise once we’re back in civilisation we’ll let you exact whatever payback you desire, but today, you’re ours to please.”
Faith’s heart soared at his words. Theirs. She wouldn’t have it any other way. She relaxed in his grip, enjoying the feeling of being completely helpless in her own pleasure.
Parker smiled down at her, holding her tight while his mouth moved to her breasts, teasing the taut buds until she cried out in need. Donovan growled against her flesh, sending shockwaves of arousal coursing through her. The sensations grew in pitch, spiralling inward until she was certain she’d explode. She tilted her hips, wanting him to send her over the edge, when he paused and she felt a familiar sensation press against her ass.
“Relax, darling. I need to get you ready so Parker won’t hurt you when he takes you here.”
She took a deep breath, and blew it out, the air hissing into a moan when his finger slipped inside, pushing through her hot channel until his palm cupped her cheek.
“Fuck. I love feeling you clench my finger.” He pulled out until just the tip was held within her tight ring of muscles, then thrust back in, tearing a raspy groan from her chest.
“Ah, darling. It’s like heaven in here.”
Donovan continued to stretch her, building the orgasm she’d had stall when his lips had left her pussy. She wanted him to do both, but he seemed intent on playing with only her ass. She squirmed beneath him, begging him to make her come, when she felt Parker release her hands. She looked up as Parker crawled over her, nestling his cock between her breasts as his mouth attacked her clit.
“Yes!”
Her voice rattled the windows as Parker stroked his tongue across her clit, nipping at the small bud and teasing it with his teeth. Her stomach clenched, holding the coil intact for one more pass before it broke, pushing her head back into the mattress as a guttural rasp slipped from her lips.
“I love watching you come,” said Donovan, slowly removing his fingers, chuckling when the sensation bucked her hips against Parker. “Even if I can only see a fraction of you.”
Faith smiled. She must be quite the sight. Parker draped over her like a blanket, with only the tip of her head visible above the sleek curve of his ass. She wondered if he’d sit up and offer her a reward, but he rolled off, twisting so he was at the foot of the bed.
“It’s time, sweetheart,” he said, helping Donovan lift her up as the other man jumped on the bed, laying between her thighs. Parker tapped her on the ass, urging her forward until she was centred over Donovan’s weeping cock. She took the offering in her hand, wanting to lick the precious drops away, but realised now wasn’t the time. They needed something bigger, to seal the bond.
Faith lowered her groin, swiping Donovan’s shaft through her slick juices. He mumbled something about not wearing a condom but she shook her head.
“Nothing between us this time.”
Parker groaned as Donovan smiled up at her, cupping her face in his hand as he drew her t
o him, claiming her mouth in a kiss that was more erotic than any she’d experienced.
She gave herself over to him, draping her body across his as Parker snuggled up behind her.
“Okay, sweetheart. Just relax and let me in.”
She heard his words, but Donovan claimed her mouth again, holding her attention as Parker began his penetration, slowly pushing against the tight pucker until the tip pushed through, slipping his crown inside her. A primitive grunt passed her lips as Parker inched forward, claiming her ass until his cock was fully seated.
“Sweet mercy.” His voice sounded strained and she felt Donovan’s cock flare against her sex as the husky words drifted over them. “Hurry, Donovan. I won’t be able to last long.”
Donovan held her stare, watching her face as he nudged her pussy again, this time pushing the first few inches inside her. She cried out, not sure she could wait for him to fill her before she needed to move. Parker kept her still, rubbing his hands in gentle circles across her back until Donovan’s cock bumped against her cervix, sending her over.
Pleasure erupted deep inside, starting in her ass and blooming into her sex. Rhythmic contractions rippled her pussy, flashing streaks of light behind her closed eyes. She thought the boys mumbled her name, but everything faded into a wash of bodies. She finally opened her eyes, and was greeted by Donovan’s sweet smile.
“Do you need to stop or can we love you more?”
Love me more?
The words stole any hidden doubts, and she simply nodded, giving herself completely over to them. Their movements began as two separate seductions, with Parker claiming her ass as Donovan retreated from her pussy. But the dance gradually became one, with both men thrusting in unison. Sensations layered on top of each other until her only thought was the constant clenching of her stomach. She heard her screams keen into one long note before the world exploded and she collapsed, her body convulsing between them. Male shouts echoed hers, their joint releases hot inside her. Soothing hands lulled her to sleep, their solemn vows of love whispering across the darkness.
* * * *
Two days later…
“Darling, please reconsider.”
Faith stopped as Donovan grabbed her wrist, his large fingers curling around her arm.
She sighed out a deep breath, and traced a finger along his jaw. After another day of bliss in the cabin, she’d received orders to fly them back to Yellowknife, but had refused to stay on with them until she’d completed her contract.
“We’ve already been through this,” she said, brushing his hair back from his eyes.
Damn, she loved the deep chocolate colour and how they made her feel all warm and wet. “I have to finish out the season. Just a few more weeks and I’ll be done. Then I won’t owe this company a damn thing anymore.”
Parker stepped up beside Donovan, taking her other hand in his. “You don’t owe the company anything, now.” He sighed when she huffed, and used his opposite hand to smooth out the furrow in her brow. “You aren’t responsible for what your brother did. You don’t have to pay for his mistakes.”
“But I do.” She lowered her head, feeling tears sting her eyes. Even five years later it still hurt. “Don’t you see? Mr. Whitney personally withheld any charges because I told him I’d pay back all the money Ken stole if he kept me on and let my brother disappear.” She forced her gaze upwards, regretting the decision as soon as his blue eyes clashed with hers.
They were so full of love and devotion, she knew she’d have a hard time leaving if they didn’t understand the situation. “He’s kept his end of the bargain. Now it’s time for me to keep mine.” She gave him a smile even though it took all her effort. “It’s only a few more weeks. Then we’ll have the winter together.”
“Three more weeks is three too many,” said Donovan. “We just got you back. Please, Faith.”
Pain seared through her heart at the desperate quality to his voice, but she couldn’t turn her back when the end was so close. “I’ll still be yours.”
“We’ll pay off the last five thousand,” said Parker, holding up his hand when she shook her head. “You can consider it a loan…or payment for not telling you the truth from the beginning.” He squeezed her hand. “You’re worth so much more.”
Faith’s resolve weakened slightly, and she looked over her shoulder at the Astar parked on the tarmac. She didn’t want to give up flying, but even she knew it was time to move on.
She sighed, warring between conflicting emotions when a voice sounded behind her.
“The boys told me how stubborn you’d be about the money, but I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t heard it for myself.”
Faith turned, her heart jamming in her chest as she stared at the tall man standing behind her. He was dressed in jeans and a shirt, with a dark blue sports jacket and black boots. His brown hair was sprinkled with flecks of grey, and he had a smile that could stop a woman’s heart. Her stomach tumbled as he stared at her, his hands hidden in his pockets.
“Mr. Whitney,” she said, though her voice was so rough it sounded more like a hushed prayer.
He held out his hand, his wicked smile weakening her knees. “You can call me Robert…or dad if you’d prefer.”
“Dad?” She took a step back, colliding with Donovan’s chest. She jumped when his strong arms enfolded her, holding her tight against him.
“Too soon for dad?” he asked, moving beside Parker. “You can start with Robert, until you’re more comfortable…if that’s okay?”
“But…”
Her voice faded as she stared at the two men, looking from one back to the other.
Though Robert was taller and slightly heavier than Parker, there was no mistaking the similarities between them. The same square jaw, the same playful eyes. The way they both tilted their head to the side when they looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. She sucked in a haggard breath, thankful Donovan was there to keep her on her feet.
“You’re…you’re…”
“Parker’s father,” said Donovan.
“Our father,” corrected Parker. “Nearly twenty years together and Donovan still feels bad about introducing himself as Robert’s son.”
“It’s not me he has a problem with,” said Robert, elbowing his son. “It’s admitting you’re his brother. I have to agree with him. It’s kinda embarrassing.”
Parker shook his head as a wide grin split the other man’s face. “Right, dad. How did I forget?”
“Ah, don’t be too hard on yourself. Donovan will come to terms with it eventually.”
“But…but…” She forced in a quick breath, hoping to clear her head. “Why didn’t you ever tell me? Why don’t you have the same last name?”
“I go by my mother’s maiden name because her family never had any heirs to the lineage. And we didn’t tell you because we knew you’d never agree to go out with either of us if you knew the president of the company and the very man you’d made a deal with to save your brother’s hide, was our father.” He reached out and took her in his arms, smiling against her hair. “We had too much riding on this to leave anything to chance. I’m sorry, sweetheart, but it was too risky.”
“So all this time—”
“We’ve been planning out a way to make you ours. We just needed time.”
Faith sighed, and pulled out of Parker’s embrace. “Fine. So you have an influential father. That still doesn’t mean I can welsh on my promise.”
“Of course it does,” boomed Robert. “What good is having connections if you don’t use them. Besides, I’m the one who thought you’d have what it takes to make my sons happy. As soon as you took responsibility for your brother’s actions and volunteered to make good on his debt, I knew you had the guts to stand up to my boys. Who do you think reassigned them to your camp?”
Faith could only stare at the man, trying to let his words sink in. He’d planned their seduction? She closed her eyes, hoping she wouldn’t just wake up.
“I kno
w my boys love you, and by the look on your face, it’s pretty obvious you love them, too. So stop looking at me as if I’ve sprung another head and go home with my sons.”
“But the debt—”
“Is paid in full. As a matter of fact, I never took any of your money. I’ve been saving it as a down payment for a house.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys.
“Parker knows the way. All you have to do is get in the car.”
Faith listened to the keys jingle as Parker took them and placed them in her hand. She looked down, then up at Robert, sparing a quick look over her shoulder.
“Don’t worry about the helicopter. I’ve got another pilot shifting in tomorrow. He’ll finish off your rotation.” He nodded at her. “Once the three of you have settled in, we’ll get together and talk about you becoming the company’s executive pilot.” He motioned towards the guys. “Of course that means you’ll be home most nights and have to deal with these two on a daily basis, but I think we can work something out.” He raised his hand when her lips fell apart on a gasp. “We’ll deal with all that later. For now…go home.”
Faith watched the man leave, his footsteps slowly fading into the background. She turned to the guys, only to be swept off her feet by Donovan. She laughed and swatted him on the chest, wiggling in his arms. “I’m more than capable of walking,” she huffed, hoping she sounded more angry than aroused.
His playful smile told her he’d seen through her charade. “I’m most certain you are,” he said. “But I don’t trust you not to dart back out that door, so I think I’ll keep you close. After all, the last time I tried to give you a home, you left.”
“The last time I found a naked man in your bed,” she countered. “But, now that I’ve given it a try, I might like to test that scenario again.”
Donovan laughed, giving her ass a firm tap as Parker opened the door to the terminal, and they stepped out into the late fall rain. “Oh, no. You’ve got more than enough naked men in your bed. And I can assure you, you’ll be kept plenty busy.”
