She laughed at the huge beast. He was much like his owners—large and ferocious-looking, but really he was a big softie. Not that she’d ever say that to either man. Or the dog either for that matter. They were all proud males.
“Seems like Carn is exhausted by today’s endeavors too.” She walked toward the window, not glancing at the massive bed. They’d already proven it was large enough for the three of them.
Abrah stripped off his shirt and hung it on a peg that had been hammered into the wall. There was a series of them near the bed for hanging clothing. She tried not to stare at his broad chest and thick arms. Really she did. But his body drew her like a lodestone.
“Audrey?”
Heroc had come up beside her while she’d been watching his brother. “Yes.”
He cupped her face, rubbing his thumb over her cheekbone. “Beautiful Audrey. Will you give yourself to us tonight?”
She sensed there was more to his request than her simply sleeping with the two of them. She swallowed her growing nervousness. “What do you mean?”
He feathered his fingers over her lips, sending shivers of desire down her spine. Her toes curled in her boots and her pussy clenched. She didn’t recognize herself around these men. Her body jumped to life at their slightest touch.
“We want to take you at the same time.”
She swayed as her legs went weak. He couldn’t mean what she thought he did. “That’s impossible.”
He shook his head and shot her a grin that was slightly wicked and filled with sensual promise. “Not impossible at all. There is a herbal concoction that will make it easy for you to take both of us.”
Okay, this was pushing the boundaries for her. Sleeping with the two of them one at a time was crazy enough but having both of them at once—which meant one of them would be having anal sex with her—was something she’d never even considered.
She glanced at Abrah who stood beside the bed, his arms crossed and his face set in his usual stoic expression. He expected her to refuse. Heroc, on the other hand, had hoped she might say yes.
That was the integral difference between the two men.
“Yes.” She blurted out the word that would change her life and forever bind her to these men in ways they couldn’t even imagine. Already she was too attracted to them physically. She was afraid the emotional ties would follow her back to her world.
She’d never trusted a man, let alone two, the way she trusted them. She was smaller than they were, trapped in a world not her own, a world where their word was law. If she refused them they could take her anyway and no one would stop them, would see it as their right.
But she knew one word from her would put an end to things.
“Are you sure?” Heroc was still beside her, tension emanating from every square inch of his large body.
She nodded, half afraid to speak.
He smiled and the corners of his bluish green eyes crinkled, making him look younger. “How old are you?” She can’t believe she’d never asked him.
“I have seen thirty-three summers.”
“We’re the same age.” That surprised her. Both men seemed older, yet there was no denying they were in the prime of their lives.
“Come.” Heroc took her hand and pulled her toward the bed. Obviously, the time for talking was done.
Abrah wanted to pull Audrey from his brother’s grasp, toss her onto the bed and fuck her until she screamed his name with pleasure. Watching her all day long had been torture, but never had torture been so sweet.
Seeing her experience his home, observing her interact with his people had filled him with pride. He’d loved the look of surprise and wonder in her eyes. But he’d also seen the lost expression that had taken her from time to time, could practically hear her inner thoughts telling her she didn’t belong here.
And maybe she didn’t. She’d been ill. Because Heroc seemed to know more about her health he’d questioned him about it. His brother had assured him that Audrey’s illness wasn’t serious and could be handled with rest, good food and regular doses of Tara’s herbal tea.
Abrah wasn’t convinced. Tara said she needed to release her pent-up emotions.
He couldn’t ask Audrey to do that, not when he carried so much inside himself. He understood her better than she thought. He knew what it was like to be responsible for so many, to have lives hanging on his actions and words. He felt the weight of them every day in spite of how much Heroc tried to shoulder.
Abrah loved his brother and was grateful for his support and counsel. He didn’t know if he could do it on his own and hoped he’d never have to find out.
The only time he felt the weight leave him was when he spent time with Audrey. Something about her presence lightened the burdens pressing on his heart. When she smiled the sun came out even though the day was dull. Her laughter curled around his balls and squeezed them tight. A glance and his cock was as hard as a staff.
She and Heroc stopped beside the bed. Audrey had her shoulders thrown back and her chin tilted upward. So brave when he knew she feared what was to come. “We will not hurt you. Ever.” He made the vow with a fury in his blood. He’d kill anyone who ever hurt her. As quickly as it rose, his fury died away. Within a single day she would be gone and he would be unable to protect her.
The agony wasn’t to be borne.
He cupped the back of her hand in his palm, tilted her head up and kissed her. Her lips parted and he groaned as he surged into her welcoming warmth. She tasted like the stew and hot bread she’d eaten for the evening meal, tinged with the apple cider she seemed to favor. She gave a small moan and his cock jerked at the sexy little sound. She went up on her toes, trying to get closer to him. His balls swelled and threatened to explode.
Abrah slid his hands under her tunic and pushed it upward, breaking the kiss so he could free her from the garment. He needed her naked.
Heroc’s arms came around her, cupping her breasts. The firm mounds were delicate against his brother’s rough, tanned hands. Her nipples tightened under his gaze and when Heroc touched one tender pink nipple it hardened beneath his touch.
“So beautiful.” Abrah wasn’t a man for fancy speech but he wanted her to know he thought she was magnificent.
Red tinged her face and his heart skipped a beat as she blushed. Had no man in her world ever told her such things?
Heroc nibbled the sweet tendons in her neck and she threw back her head and gasped.
Abrah’s fingers flew over the laces of her pants. As soon as the material loosened, he dragged it down. “Lift her,” he ordered.
Heroc swept an arm around her waist and plucked her off her feet. Abrah knelt and removed her boots and pants, leaving her naked in his brother’s arms. The position was perfect for seeing her sweet pussy. He shoved both her legs over his shoulders, parted her with his fingers and buried his face between her spread thighs.
Heroc adjusted his hold on her so his hands were on her breasts once again, teasing the perfect mounds and playing with her taut nipples.
Audrey gave a sharp cry and drove her heels into his back. He teased her slit before letting his tongue slide inward. Her taste was incredible, a mixture of honey and spice and woman. He could eat her all night long. The wetter she was and the more she wanted them, the easier the double penetration would be for her.
But he would not allow her any pain. If she could not handle them both at once he would withdraw immediately. All Abrah wanted was her pleasure.
His tongue left her slit and moved upward. He sucked on her slick folds, licking the tenderest spots. Her clit was swollen, the nub red and hard and he pressed it with his tongue.
Audrey gasped and bucked toward him. Heroc laughed and Abrah raised his head long enough to see his brother nibbling on her tender shoulder while he tugged on her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers.
She was close to coming. Abrah could sense it in the erratic movement of her body, in the sharpness of her breathing.
He pushed
two thick fingers into her pussy and almost came when they tightened around him. His cock was about to burst the lacings on his pants. His shoulders were slick and one of her legs slipped. He grabbed it with his free hand, pushing it up higher on his shoulder.
“Hold me,” Abrah ordered. Her heels dug into his back and he grunted his approval. He tongued her clit again and then pulled it between his lips, sucking gently. Audrey arched back against Heroc’s chest, the movement shoving her pussy more firmly against his face. Abrah sucked harder, while his fingers worked in and out of her constricting sheath.
Her cry was music to his ears. The way her hot channel closed around his fingers made him blind with lust. The taste of her sexual release washed over his tongue and he swallowed, wanting to share in the moment with her.
Abrah kept his face buried between her thighs until he knew she could take no more. He carefully removed his fingers and sat back, swiping the back of his hand over his damp mouth and chin.
He nodded to Heroc and his brother pulled her away and scooped her into his arms at the same time. Heroc placed her on the bed where she lay with her eyes closed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she gasped for breath. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of perspiration and her curly hair was spread over his pillows. Her long, slender limbs were lax and her legs were slightly open, allowing him a clear view of her pink and wet pussy. Her nipples, too, had turned more red than pink.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him and Abrah knew he was lost. In spite of his best intentions, in spite of the barriers he’d built around his heart, she’d destroyed them without even trying. All it had taken was her tender, open smile.
Chapter Eleven
Heroc’s heart pounded, the pulse in his temple keeping time. Every muscle, every cell in his body was screaming for him to claim Audrey. But it wasn’t that easy. Sexually, they were well matched. He loved her intelligence, her wit, the way she viewed the world around her. She’d asked questions on their tour today, taking it all in. She’d seemed lost at times and at others she’d smiled and laughed.
He knew she still wanted to go home.
As much as they’d done today to make her feel comfortable in their home, it wasn’t enough. He glanced at Abrah but his brother was entranced with watching Audrey. He couldn’t blame him. She made the most spectacular picture spread across the bed. His cock jerked in agreement.
He quickly shed his clothing and climbed onto the bed beside Audrey. She’d agreed to let them both take her but he knew both of them would stop if it proved to be too much, too fast for her. They didn’t want to do anything that might cause her to want to leave any more than she already did. They were running out of time to convince her to remain in Javara with them.
Heroc wished he could see into her nimble brain and understand everything at work there. He comprehended her reservations about staying. How disorienting it must be to be pulled from your world and thrust into an unknown one. Not many men would hold up under the strain. Perhaps the knowledge that she could leave in three days allowed her to accept things and deal with what came her way.
Her eyes half opened and she gave him a sleepy, sated smile that went straight to his balls, making them swell and ache. A sound from the other side of the bed caused him to glance up. Abrah was naked now and he’d placed a small, wooden container on the chest beside the bed. Good—they’d need that before the night was done.
His brother climbed into bed and joined them. He and Abrah shared a look of determination. They still had one whole day left. Not much time, yet a lifetime, to convince Audrey that her place was here with them.
Heroc leaned down and kissed her. He wanted to claim her, devour her, but kept the caress gentle. Her body was tender from her orgasm and they needed to go slow to stoke the fires of desire once again.
Her hand slid down his chest and over his taut abs. He held his breath when she found his straining cock and took it in her hand. He groaned into her mouth when she stroked up and down. He couldn’t wait to take her.
Audrey’s body was still tingling from her orgasm when both men climbed into bed with her. This was it. Fear and anticipation thrummed through her. She’d never done anything like this before. It was daring and forbidden, a true ménage a trois with all of them joined together at once.
She swallowed hard, still not knowing how it was going to work but trusting both men not to hurt her. It was a huge step for her.
Heroc kissed her, a sweet, gentle caress that helped settle her nerves. It didn’t take long for her to put aside her worries and simply enjoy the moment. She slid her hand over his chest, marveling at the thick muscles. The head of his cock nudged her palm and she closed her hand over his straining erection. His groan was music to her ears and she savored the sound like the sweetest music.
A rustle of covers on her other side and then something hard pressed up against her hip. Abrah. She reached down with her free hand and found his hard shaft, closing her fingers around it.
Hot and heavy they pulsed against her palms, so alive, so vividly male. She wanted them both. Abrah shifted, tugging his cock out of her hand. She made a small sound of disappointment.
Heroc released her lips and peppered her face with tender kisses. Abrah closed his mouth over one of her breasts, sucking hard. They were still extremely sensitive from the attention earlier. She dragged in a breath and tried to pull away but he simply followed her. With the mattress beneath her and both men looming over her there was nowhere for her to retreat.
“Let go, Audrey.” Heroc’s low whisper startled her. His lips were caressing the rim of her ear, his tongue tracing the delicate whorls. She shivered and goose bumps rippled over her skin.
He had no idea what he was asking of her. As much as she wanted this to happen it was difficult to let go of the beliefs of a lifetime and to trust her body and well-being to a man, or rather two men.
He stared down at her and she saw something in his eyes that made her think that maybe he did understand. She nodded. “I’ll try.”
Heroc tenderly tucked a curl behind her ear and smiled. “That is all we can ask.” He shifted quickly until he was kneeling between her thighs. “It is my turn to taste you.” He wrapped his hands around her hips and raised them toward his mouth, his gaze intent on her pussy.
Then her view was blocked and Abrah swooped down and kissed her. Unlike Heroc’s gentle kiss, there was nothing tentative or soft about this one. Abrah thrust his tongue into her mouth. She could taste her own arousal on his lips and it excited her.
Abrah captured her cry in his mouth as Heroc tongued her sex, lapping at her already slick folds and teasing her opening with his tongue. Passion flared like a wildfire, burning out of control.
Her need for these two men was branded into her very essence, her bones, her soul. It frightened her even as she was helpless to stop it. She wanted this as much as they did.
She clutched Abrah’s hair, needing something to hold on to, to ground her in this storm of passion. Heroc held her hips, anchoring her to the bed and to him.
The kiss was never-ending. Abrah kept her on edge, playful one moment and the next he ravaged her like a conquering hero. Both types of kisses overwhelmed her senses, taking her deeper into the world of sensual desires until nothing else existed.
Heroc’s mouth continued to taste, to tease her sensitive flesh, pushing her right to the edge of orgasm but not over. She tilted her hips and squirmed, trying to get his tongue where she wanted it, but he resisted.
She gave a groan of pure frustration. Really, he was being maddening.
Abrah surged back and stared down at her. His lips were moist and red, his hair falling around his shoulders, the skinny braids framing his rugged features. His green eyes gleamed in the dim light, like a great cat stalking its prey.
Heroc pressed his tongue against her clit and gave a little flick. She cried out, grasping for an orgasm that was just out of her reach. “It’s time.” He rolled onto his back and tugged her on top of
him. It happened so fast it left her lightheaded and uncertain as to what was expected of her.
Abrah’s hands supported her, his touch soothing all her doubts. “Rise up and take him inside you.”
She knew then that Heroc was going to be inside her pussy while Abrah was going to claim her ass. The thought of anal sex and what was to come made her dizzy.
Heroc’s hands wrapped around her waist to steady her while Abrah raised her up onto her knees. The head of his cock nudged her opening.
“Take him inside you.” Abrah’s low voice sent a shiver down her spine. His breath was warm on the back of her neck as he supported her.
She licked her lips and allowed her lower body to sink. Heroc’s cock worked its way past the natural resistance of her opening. He remained still and steady, allowing her to maintain control.
She took a deep breath and relaxed. His shaft pushed inward, forcing her to accommodate his girth. She felt deliciously stretched and filled.
Heroc ran his hands up her torso and captured her breasts. His thumbs traced circles around her nipples. “Good?”
Such a bland word for what she was experiencing. Her skin tingled and her nipples peaked even though he wasn’t touching them. His eyes devoured her and she loved it.
Her entire body jerked when she felt something cool rub over the puckered rim of her behind. The action drove Heroc even deeper, making them both moan with pleasure.
Audrey froze when a thick finger touched the opening to her ass. “Trust me.” Abrah kissed her nape and licked down her spine. “This will make things easier for you.”
“What is it?” Abrah removed his hand from her behind and brought it around so she could see the jelly-like substance coating it.
“This will ease my passage into you. The herbs will relax you and allow you to enjoy it.” His hand disappeared and he playfully squeezed her butt before bringing his finger back to her ass.
Heroc tugged at her shoulders. “Lean forward. Let the herbal mixture work. It will help make penetration easier.”
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