Cyborg

by Kaitlyn O'Connor

  And did that mean a full week with all three? Or a full week devoted to each one? And, if each was to have a full week to himself, who was going to decide the order? And how was she going to survive it either way?

  The prospect was almost as terrifying as it was exciting.

  Twilight had settled over the land by the time they arrived back at the plantation that now, by contract, belonged to the four of them as a family unit.

  Amaryllis’ knees felt weak with nerves as they entered the house. She glanced from Reese to Dante, who were standing on either side of her, wondering how they would take a suggestion that they all simply while away the evening with a game of chance because she suddenly felt very shy about having sex with any of them.

  She never managed to unglue her tongue from the roof of her mouth long enough to voice it, though. Dante and Reese each took one of her hands and led her up the stairs and down the long corridor to her room at the end.

  She didn't know whether to be relieved or worried when Cain didn't follow, but she wasn't given a lot of time to consider that or anything else. As soon as they'd entered the room, Dante and Reese set about removing her garments and then removed their own.

  They were almost frighteningly magnificent, their bodies sculpted perfection. Her doubts surfaced and she wavered briefly between a deep sense of her own imperfection and the sense of being feminine and desirable as she saw they way they looked at her.

  Reese scooped her into his arms, carrying her to the bed and settling her in the center of it. Without hesitation, as if the two had discussed it and decided before hand, Dante settled beside her, as well. Like mismatched bookends, they rolled on their side, facing her, their heads propped in their hands.

  Amaryllis glanced from one to the other, trying to decide whether she was more excited or unnerved by the prospect of making love to both—at the same time—in the same bed. The situation had a bizarre sense of unreality to it, but neither Dante nor Reese seemed the least uncomfortable.

  "I love you, Amy,” Reese murmured. Leaning down, he brushed his lips lightly over hers, evoking a tingle of sensation that warmed her to her depths. Her uneasiness vanished and she parted her lips on a sigh of pleasure, opening her mouth to his possession. He covered her mouth with his then, thrusting past her parted lips and possessing the exquisitely sensitive inner surfaces of her mouth with the rough caress of his tongue in a kiss of such hunger that her belly clenched painfully, desire literally exploding throughout her body. She felt the stroke of his large hands along her body. Sparking jolts of tingling awareness followed his touch, warming her, elevating sensation along her breasts and the flesh of her belly and hips and thighs.

  A bolt of surprised pleasure went through her when warm lips that could only belong to Dante were pressed against her belly and nibbled a trail upwards, finally settling on the tender peak of one breast and suckling. She gasped into Reese's mouth as the flesh of her entire body leapt and prickled in a heated rush of dizzying sensation.

  After that, she lost all ability to think, her mind clouding with the drugging euphoria of pleasure. Her body was under such enthralling assault that her mind couldn't focus beyond the sensations of warm hands and heated mouths.

  She was gasping for breath when their lips at last parted and Reese wove a tortuous path with his mouth to her other breast, nipping at the engorged nipple before he covered it, sucking hard, nudging it with his tongue and sending tentacles of delight searing through her that seemed to draw at her sex. She dragged in a sobbing breath, writhing beneath Dante and Reese in nearly unbearable pleasure.

  Heated desire coiled tightly within her. Within moments, her body was hovering near ultimate rapture and she began to struggle to hold onto the wondrous sensations just a few moments longer.

  As if sensing her internal battle, Dante shifted his assault upward, claiming her lips as Reese released her other nipple and moved downward, sucking a heated trail of kisses along her belly.

  When he reached her mound, he pushed her thighs wide, parted her nether lips and ran his tongue along her cleft. Amaryllis shuddered and moaned into Dante's mouth at the exquisite delight Reese's tongue imparted as he stroked her clit. She arched upward, seeking more, kissing Dante feverishly as she lost the battle to contain the pleasure and felt it expanding rapidly toward an explosive peak as Reese tormented her clit with the heat of his mouth and tongue.

  She began to tremble as the first waves of ecstasy broke the dam of her resistance. Releasing her lips, Dante leaned down to capture a taut nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard. The jolt that went through her sent her over the edge into explosive culmination that dragged little whimpering cries of rapture from her.

  When the last echoes of her climax faded, Reese slid up the bed. Giving each of her nipples a final, plucking caress with his lips, Dante pulled away, leaning back as Reese gathered her onto her side against his length, kissing her deeply and stroking her back in a slow caress.

  Reluctantly, Reese lifted his head after only a moment and Dante slipped a hand around her waist. Dragging her back against his belly, he fitted her snugly against his body and slipped his hand from her waist to her breasts, nuzzling her neck, sucking at her ear lobe and then tracing the swirls with his tongue. A shiver of reaction skated through Amaryllis as she felt the heat of his breath against her ear. The fire that had only just been quenched, stirred to life once more. Heat curled in her belly.

  She twisted her head around, seeking his lips as he nibbled a trail of kisses along her jaw. Releasing a heavy sigh, Dante settled his palm along her cheek, plucking at her lips with his and finally covering her mouth and thrusting his tongue between them, exploring her mouth. After a moment, his hand skated from her cheek to her breasts, lingered for several moments teasing her nipples and then moved on. Gripping her thigh, he urged her to lift it and when she did, he slid his cock along her cleft, gathering her body's moisture on the head of his cock.

  Her eyes flew open when she felt him pushing his cock against her rectum. “What are you doing?” she whispered breathlessly.

  He placed his palm on her cheek. “I would never hurt you. Trust me? Only tell me if I am hurting you and I will stop."

  Amaryllis swallowed the knot of uneasiness in her throat and nodded fractionally. With great care, he pushed deeper, sliding his cock into her channel by tiny degrees. Amaryllis panted, trying to relax and allow him to claim her, but within a few moments the discomfort gave way to something entirely different as his cock stroked along something inside of her and quakes of intense delight echoed through her. She gasped in surprise and he went still.

  "Am I hurting you, love?” he gasped hoarsely, holding himself still with an obvious effort.

  Amaryllis shook her head. “It feels—so good."

  A shudder went through him. After a moment, he continued, thrusting until he was seated deeply inside of her. He paused again, dragging in several shuddering breaths before he began to withdraw with equal care. Her body adjusted, accepting him, gratification building slowly inside of her with each lingering caress.

  Moments passed and then he paused once more, holding himself perfectly still.

  Reese slid closer and Amaryllis felt the head of his cock pressing against the mouth of her channel. She opened her eyes with an effort, watching his face as she felt him thrusting inside of her with great care, felt her body yielding slowly to his possession.

  Prickles of heat erupted all over her, wild, dizzying jolts of pleasure rushing through her as he claimed her fully and she felt both Reese and Dante deeply inside of her. When they began to move in concert, both thrusting and retreating at once, she thought for several moments that she would pass out at the intensity of the ecstasy that shot through her. She groaned, clutching at Reese, lifting her leg higher to give them better access to her body, encouraging them to thrust deeper.

  Her groans of pleasure seemed to push both of them beyond control. They began to move faster, pounding into her with the ferocity of their
own desires. She felt Dante jerk, shuddering as his crisis caught him. In the next moment, Reese uttered a low growl of pleasure and began to tremble with his own release. The climax that burst upon her as she felt their hot seed spill inside of her was so sudden, so hard, it ripped a keening cry from her as her body began convulsing in rapture so powerful blackness swarmed over her, dragging her down into a dark abyss.

  When she slowly became aware of her surroundings once more, she realized that she still lay sandwiched between them, her body impaled by theirs. She stirred, stroking Reese lovingly. Groaning, he lifted his head and kissed her, briefly, on the lips then rolled away.

  Slipping from the bed, he padded into the bathroom and she heard the sound of running water. When Dante pulled away from her and lay back on the bed, she turned over, stroking a hand along his heaving chest. He swallowed with obvious effort, staring up at the ceiling. “It is—more difficult that I had thought it would be,” he murmured thickly.

  Amaryllis levered herself up so that she could look down at his face. “What, Dante?"

  He looked away. “I see your love for Reese in your eyes when you look at him, and in the way you touch him.” He turned his head to look at her. “I love you. I thought it would be enough to be able to have you even if I had to share you."

  Amaryllis felt a painful knot tighten in her chest. “Believe me when I say I'm as torn in my own way as you are, but what I feel for you isn't diminished by my love for Reese. If you will only look, you will see that I love you, too."

  He glanced at her sharply, studying her face for several heartbeats. “It is only lust."

  Amaryllis bit her lip to contain a smile. “You don't object to the lust?"

  He reddened, a faint smile curling the corners of his mouth. “No."

  She inched forward and kissed him briefly on the lips. “Then you should know that I couldn't possibly feel it so intensely for you if I didn't also love you. It just isn't possible for me to feel one without the other."

  He gathered her tightly against him, kissing her hungrily. When he broke the kiss, his eyes were gleaming with both passion and amusement. “Reese is waiting for us in the pool. I gave my word tonight we would share to prove to you that we could do so without trying to cut each other's throat. But I will give you fair warning I want to have you all to myself."

  Amaryllis smiled. “I hope this doesn't mean we won't be doing this again?"

  He shook his head, but chuckled. “It could be that the three of us have bought more trouble than we bargained for,” he admonished her, slapping one cheek of her ass playfully before he rolled from the bed with her and carried her into the bath.

  Reese didn't look any too pleased at their delay in joining him, but he said nothing. Instead, when Amaryllis had stepped carefully into the pool, he pulled her close for a lingering kiss.

  Dante caught her foot, tickling it with his fingers and she broke the kiss, uttering a choked laugh.

  The two brothers exchanged a challenging glance. Amaryllis wisely ignored it, turning and settling in Reese's lap with her back against his chest. Taking a cloth from the side of the bathing pool, Dante lathered it, caught Amaryllis’ foot once more and glided the cloth along her leg. Not to be outdone, Reese lathered a second cloth, soaping her breasts and belly and finally delving between her legs.

  She gasped when his fingers found her clit, her eyes glazing as heat swarmed through her. Tilting her head back against Reese's shoulder, she exchanged a heated kiss with him, sliding the sole of her foot along Dante's as she did so.

  He caught her foot. Lifting it free of the water, he nibbled her toes playfully before sucking one into his mouth. An electric current tickled along her senses at the feel of his mouth on her toes, leaving heat in its wake.

  They bathed each other in a leisurely, sometimes playful manner, Reese and Dante teasing her as they bathed her, arousing the embers of the fire of desire. She returned the favor, bathing each of them in turn, caressing them with her mouth and hands.

  When they emerged at last, Amaryllis’ skin was wrinkled from the water. She was studying her fingertips wryly when Reese scooped her up and strode into the bedroom once more. She let out a squeal that was part fright and part delight as he landed in the center of the bed with her. Before the mattress had even ceased to bounce, she was writhing beneath his ravenous assault, on fire for him. Coming up on his knees, he grasped her legs. Lifting them straight up, he propped her legs on his shoulders and guided his cock into her, watching with intensity as her body engulfed him.

  The feel of him delving inside of her, the passion on his face, ignited her senses. She moaned in pleasure, lifting to meet his first, tentative thrusts. Within moments the fever had gripped them both and sent them reeling out of control and he was pumping into her in quick, hard thrusts. Amaryllis cried out as ecstasy erupted inside of her, feeling joy fill her as Reese's hot seed bathed her womb as he too found his bliss. By the time she'd caught her breath, she was more than half asleep.

  Someone—Dante, she thought—dragged her beneath the covers. She wiggled her butt against his genitals as he pulled her tightly against his length and he nipped at her shoulder and ear. In a few moments, Reese settled with his back to her and she drifted into unconsciousness.

  She awoke sometime later to the warmth of a mouth suckling her breast, making heat curl in her belly. When she pried her eyelids open, she saw that it was Dante. Uttering a moan that was almost equal parts complaint and desire, she stroked his shoulders, opening herself to his caresses. He continued to caress and tease her until she was moving feverishly beneath him, encouraging him with whimpers of need to take her, and when at last he possessed her, he took her to shattering release within moments.

  Chapter Twenty Four

  It was well into the next day before Amaryllis swam upward from unconsciousness sufficiently to have any sort of awareness and it still took all she could do to pry even one eyelid open enough to look around and discover what the heavy weight was upon her. Dante, she saw, had his head pillowed on her breasts, his long, dark hair fanned out across her and tickling her chin. Turning her head slightly, she saw that Reese was sprawled on his belly beside her, and she thought it was probably his leg pinning hers to the bed.

  Sighing, she closed her eye again, drifting, feeling little prickling aftershocks all over her body from the pleasure Dante and Reese had wrung from her over and over during the night.

  Small wonder she was exhausted!

  When she surfaced once more, she found herself alone in the bed. A delightful scent wafted past her nose and her stomach responded immediately with a growl of hunger. She had to lift her brows to crack her eyelids. Reese, she saw, was waving a succulent piece of meat back and forth in front of her face, a faint smile curling his lips.

  Amaryllis felt a smile tug at her own lips in response. She licked her lips. “Food,” she managed to say with an effort.

  He chuckled. “I cooked for you. You want me to feed you, too?"

  "Mmmm,” Amaryllis murmured thoughtfully. “Maybe I'll just suck on that big piece of meat you gave me last night."

  Desire flickered in his eyes. He tamped it with an effort. “This will give you more strength."

  Chuckling, Amaryllis sat up, but she winced at the twinges of pain from strained muscles. Reese, she saw, was giving her a knowing look. He handed her the plate of food without a word, however, kissed her lightly on the lips and left again.

  "Short honeymoon,” she muttered, but dug into her food with a will, realizing she was starving. When she'd finished, she leaned over the side of the bed and placed the plate on the floor, wondering if she actually felt up to getting out of bed.

  She had to hobble to the bathroom. By the time she'd soaked in the tub for a while, however, most of the aches and pains had subsided. She still felt very much like she'd engaged in a full scale battle with two cyborgs instead of making love to them all night, but she could at least move with relative ease.

  When she'd
dried herself, she dressed and went in search of the others. She found Dante, Reese, and Cain in the main living area on the ground floor playing a game of chance.

  Dante looked up as she paused in the doorway suddenly feeling oddly shy and uncertain. His eyes lit with desire as his gaze flicked over her caressingly. When he met her gaze once more, he smiled, displaying a faint dimple in one cheek that she hadn't noticed before. Her heart executed a little flutter in response. Smiling tentatively at him, Amaryllis moved into the room.

  She paused again once she'd reached the group, wondering if they would welcome another player or if she should find something else to occupy herself with. Reese glanced up from his game pieces, a slow smile of welcome lighting his face. “Would you like to join us?"

  Cain flicked a glance in their direction before returning his attention to his pieces. “We're in the middle of a game,” he said coolly.

  The snub caught her completely off guard. She felt the blood rush from her face only to rush back with a vengeance. She managed a smile. “Actually, I never cared for the game,” she said a little stiffly. “I think I'll take a walk."

  That comment grabbed the attention of all three men. They looked up at her with varying degrees of suspicion.

  Her lips tightened. “In the garden—out back,” she clarified.

  "I will walk with you,” Dante and Reese said almost in unison, then glared at one another.

  Amaryllis couldn't help but notice Cain didn't offer or even look up for that matter.

  She didn't believe for one moment that he was so engrossed in the game that he couldn't spare a few moments even to be civil.

  She shook her head. “I don't want to interrupt the game."

  "You already did,” Cain muttered.

  Amaryllis glared at the crown of his head. “Well, excuse me all to hell,” she snapped, turning and stalking from the room.