Dream Life

by Becca Van

  Shyann frowned up at him, having no idea what he was talking about until he took the empty water bottle from her hand. Her blush deepened, and she lowered her gaze.

  “Are you hungry, darlin’? Do you want something else to drink?” Brigg asked, drawing her gaze.

  Shyann eyed the steaming mug of coffee sitting on the counter in front of him. She would have like to have a cup herself, but experience had taught her that wasn’t such a great idea so late in the day. Caffeine seemed to affect her more than other people, so she tended to limit herself to three cups before lunch. After that she switched to green tea and water.

  “Do you want some coffee, baby?” Raiden stroked a finger down her cheek.

  “Uh, no. Thanks anyway.”

  “You don’t like coffee?” Tane asked incredulously as he sat on his stool again. He’d put the empty water bottle in the recycle bin.

  “I do, but not this late in the day.”

  “We have tea if you want it,” Brigg said.

  “What sort of tea?” she asked.

  “I have no idea.” Brigg winked at her as he stood. “We were given a box of different types in a gift hamper when we first moved in.” He walked to the pantry behind her, rummaging in the cupboard until he found what he wanted. He moved back to her and handed her the box. She read the label of contents and was pleased when she saw there was green tea in it. The plastic wrap around the outside of the metal container was still intact.

  “What’s your pleasure, sweetness?” Tane asked.

  Her mind immediately went to inappropriate places, and she blushed hotly as she lowered her gaze to the counter. After licking her suddenly dry lips, she answered without meeting any of their eyes. “Green tea, please.”

  “Coming right up,” Brigg said in a raspy voice.

  She glanced at the men surreptitiously and gasped when she found them all staring at her with such heat in their eyes, it was a wonder flames weren’t licking over her skin. Although her body was hot enough to feel like it was burning up.

  Shyann hoped they hadn’t noticed her embarrassment or realized where her thoughts had gone at the double innuendo.

  However, she should have known they were way too observant for her liking.

  Chapter Five

  Brigg was glad to have something to do because the silence in the room was thick with sexual tension. He wanted to sweep Shyann up into his arms, slant his mouth over hers, and kiss her hungrily, but she’d been through enough today without having to deal with him and his brothers pawing at her.

  She looked so damn fucking cute in Raiden’s robe, and he wondered if she was also wearing his brother’s T-shirt under it or if she was naked. His swallowed back the groan building in his chest, glanced at Shyann over his shoulders, and when he saw she wasn’t looking at him, he quickly adjusted the fit of his jeans. His cock was hard and aching and had been for hours. He wondered if having blue balls would end up doing permanent damage and almost chuckled. He coughed instead.

  Pushing his lascivious thoughts aside, he ripped the plastic off the tin of tea, opened the lid, and dumped the contents on the counter near the kettle. When he found the green tea bag, he picked it up, retrieved a mug from the cupboard, and dropped it into the cup. After scooping the other tea bags back into the tin and replacing the lid, he poured hot water into the mug before carrying it over and placing it on the counter in front of Shyann.

  “Here ya go, darlin’.”

  “Thanks, Brigg.”

  “You don’t have to keep thanking us all the time,” Raiden said.

  “I like to, though. You’ve all been so kind to me.”

  Briggs grimaced over that. He didn’t feel very kind walking around for hours on end with a raging hard-on or thinking about the things he wanted to do with and to Shyann.

  “I saw the photos on the wall. You were all in the Rangers?”

  “We were,” Tane answered.

  “Thank you for your service.”

  Tane winked at her.

  “How long did you serve for? Were you in the same unit? How did you mother cope with you all fighting in a war?”

  “Hey, slow down, baby. We’ve got all the time in the world to answer your questions.” Raiden chuckled as he picked up her mug of tea before guiding her toward the living room.

  Brigg glanced at Tane as his brother stood. He smirked when Tane moved his hard cock in his jeans, then they followed Raiden and Shyann.

  “Are you warm enough, baby?” Raiden asked as he settled Shyann on the sofa. “There’s a rug here if you’re cold.”

  “I’m good.” She smiled. “This robe is really warm.”

  “It looks better on you than it ever did on me,” Raiden said.

  Shyann blushed.

  Brigg shoulder checked Tane when his brother tried to race past him, so he could sit on the other side of Shyann, since Raiden had already taken a seat beside her. He smirked at Tane as he sat next to her, amused at the frustration in Tane’s eyes. Brigg didn’t feel guilty for the small competition because Tane had already held Shyann while they were at the diner and on the way home. It was his turn to be close to her.

  He reached over to the coffee table, grasped her mug of tea, handing it to her, handle first.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome, darlin’.”

  “To answer your questions,” Tane said as he sat on the edge of the coffee table right in front of Shyann, “we were in the Rangers for ten years. We all joined up together just after our parents were killed in a freak bus accident.”

  “I’m so sorry for your loss.”

  Brigg caressed a hand over her hair. “Thanks, darlin’. It happened a long time ago.”

  “That doesn’t make it any less painful or devastating. I’ll bet you miss your mom and dad so much.”

  “Yeah, we do,” Raiden replied.

  “How long do you think I’ll have to stay?” Shyann sipped at her tea, her gaze lowered.

  Brigg frowned over her question, wondering if he and his brothers had read her wrong. If she was asking about leaving already, did that mean she wasn’t attracted to them at all? He mentally shook his head. No, she was attracted all right, but she was trying to hide her desire from them. Did that mean that something had happened in her past to make her wary of men? Had she been hurt by some fucker telling her a pack of lies?

  “You’ll stay as long as it takes, baby,” Raiden stated firmly.

  Tane nodded. “Raiden’s right, sweetness. We can’t keep you safe if you’re not here.”

  Shyann frowned. “I can’t put my life on hold for a maybe. I can’t disrupt your lives. For all we know the driver wasn’t paying attention and just lost control.” She met each of their gazes before locking eyes with Brigg. “He could have been texting or something, not paying attention. I’m grateful for you saving me, but I don’t want any of you to feel as if you have to watch over me. I’m a grown ass woman and have been looking after myself for a long time. I just don’t want to end up a…burden.”

  Brigg had had enough. There was no way in hell he was letting her leave when they’d only just gotten her where they wanted her.

  He shifted on the cushion, moving closer to her, took her mug of tea from her hands, passing it to Tane without looking at his brother, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Her lips parted before she licked them nervously. Her breathing turned shallow and faster. When he gazed down at her chest, he cursed the fact that he couldn’t see if her nipples were hard, the material of the robe too thick for him to see.

  He raised his gaze to hers again. When he noticed her pupils were almost fully dilated, he had his answer in regard to her being attracted to him, to them. She tensed as if about to pull back, but he tightened his arm around her shoulders, slowly lowering his mouth to hers. Shyann didn’t retreat or try to push him away, and he took that as a signal that she wanted more just as much as he did.

  Brigg breached the gap between their mouths, brushing his lips back and forth o
ver hers, testing her acceptance and response before taking things further. She shifted in his embrace, turning toward him, causing him to groan when her small hands clutched at his shirt. He immediately deepened the kiss, slanting his mouth over hers before sweeping his tongue inside.

  She whimpered, and he was about to lift his mouth from hers, but then she rubbed her tongue along his, tugging him closer.

  Brigg released the leash on his hunger, kissing her ravenously, their tongues tangling in erotic love play. He was so lost in her sweet taste, her fiery passion, he didn’t know who moved first. Him or her, but somehow, she ended up on his lap straddling his thighs. He caressed a hand up and down her back, moving closer and closer toward her ass with every stroke.

  When she turned her head and gasped for air, he started kissing and nibbling his way down her neck. Shyann moaned when he licked at a sweet spot just under her ear, so he did it again and again. She cried out when he scraped his teeth over her skin and he growled as she shifted on his lap. Her little pussy was right up against his hard, denim-covered cock, and he could feel the heat of her through his clothes.

  Brigg smoothed a hand over her ass before squeezing and kneading the toned fleshy globe as he pressed her mound harder against his aching dick. He lifted his head to meet her gaze and nearly came in his pants at such a sexy sight. Her head was tilted back, her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, and her lips red from his kisses.

  Her eyes fluttered open, and she stared at him through passion-hazed blue eyes. Brigg wanted to devour her. He wanted to lay her out in front of him, strip her naked so he could kiss and lick every inch of her sexy body.

  How long they stared at one another, Brigg wasn’t sure, but it felt like an eternity. As he gazed into her eyes, he saw so much. There was longing, sadness, and so many emotions that flashed across her gaze, he didn’t have time to decipher them all.

  And then she moved toward him, pressing her lips to his.

  * * * *

  Shyann’s insides were on fire. She couldn’t believe that Brigg had kissed her. Her whole body was aching, but for what she didn’t know. He was staring at her with heated eyes, and all she could think about was kissing him again.

  She didn’t remember moving but knew she had when her lips pressed to his. He groaned as he squeezed her ass, rubbing their crotches together as he tangled his hand in her hair, cupping the back of her head.

  The kiss they shared was wild, passionate, erotic, but nowhere near enough.

  Shyann released her hold on his shirt, shoved her hands under the hem before smoothing her hands over his hot, muscular chest. He felt so good under her skin, her fingertips, but she was greedy for so much more.

  The deep-seated ache in her pussy, her womb, her breasts, and her heart were like a living entity, one that needed to be appeased.

  She whimpered when Brigg broke the kiss, but the need for contact was so strong, the yearning for more couldn’t be ignored. Shyann pressed her lips to his neck, eliciting a shiver from him. She opened her mouth, licking and sucking at the tendon on the side of his throat, loving the growly sounds he made. Biting down gently on his skin earned her another groan. Brigg’s grip in her hair tightened, pulling gently until she lifted her mouth from his flesh.

  “We want you, darlin’. So fucking much. Will you let us love you?”

  Shyann wanted to shake her head. Everything was happening so fast. Too fast, but she ended up nodding instead.

  Brigg exploded into motion. His arms wrapped around her as he shoved to his feet. She looped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist when he started walking quickly. A moan of desire ripped up from her chest and out of her parted lips as his hard cock rubbed against her soaked bare folds. The denim rubbing against her naked cunt was so abrasive it was almost painful, but she ended up rocking her hips into his, gasping at the rough friction.

  She didn’t notice her eyes were closed until he lowered her to her feet. Grabbing hold of his forearms when her legs threatened to give out, she forced her eyes open. Her knees were trembling so hard it was a wonder her knees weren’t knocking together.

  When she caught movement in her peripheral, she glanced at Tane and Raiden. She hadn’t realized they’d followed them into the master bedroom, until she caught their movement. They were standing near her sides but a little behind her. Tane looked angry. He arms were crossed over his chest and his jaw was clenched tight. Raiden looked to be in the same condition. Even though his arms were hanging down by his sides, he hands were clenched into tight knuckled fists.

  Shyann took a step back, nearly falling when the back of her knees hit the mattress. If Tane hadn’t grasped her elbow, she would have ended up making a fool of herself.

  “Easy, sweetness.” Tane caressed the inside of her elbow with his thumb. “Why are you frowning, Shyann?”

  She smoothed her features out while shaking her head, hoping Tane wouldn’t persist for an answer. She should have known better. Raiden moved closer to her side, gripped her chin between his finger and thumb, turning her gaze up to his. “What’s wrong, baby?”

  She drew a shaky breath. “Nothing.”

  “Bullshit,” Brigg growled as he stepped toward her. “You tell us what’s going on in that busy mind right now, darlin’.”

  “Why are you all so angry?” she blurted out as she blinked back the tears stinging her eyes.

  Raiden frowned. “We’re not angry, baby. Why would you think that?”

  “Because you all looked angry. Did I do something wrong?”

  Brigg nudged Raiden’s hand from her face before caressing a finger over her bottom lip. “How many boyfriends have you had, baby?”

  “What’s that got to do with—”

  Tane grabbed her hair, tugging gently. “Answer the question, sweetness. Now!”

  “One,” she snapped, trying to hide her embarrassment. With a sigh of self-consciousness, she dropped down to sit on the end of the bed. “How many girlfriends have you all had?” She raised her hand in the air, palm out. “Wait! Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”

  Brigg squatted down in front of her while his brothers sat on either side of her. He cupped her face, locking gazes with her. “We aren’t angry, darlin’. We’re turned on.”

  “Oh. Oh!”

  Brigg smiled. “Yeah, oh.”

  “Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?” Raiden asked, cupping her cheek, bringing her eyes to his.

  “I’m not—” She didn’t get to finish speaking because Raiden started kissing her. She moaned as his tongue delved into her mouth, sliding along hers before exploring all around. Her breasts felt swollen and achy. Her clit was throbbing along with her heartbeat, and her blood was on fire.

  She was aware of Raiden’s arm wrapping around her waist and being lifted, but she didn’t care where he was taking her. It turned out that he wasn’t taking her anywhere. He was just situating her on the bed to his liking. He never let up kissing her as he maneuvered her until she was lying on her back in the middle of the mattress. Shyann had how no idea how he’d done that with only one arm. She’d known they were all strong because of their big muscles, but she hadn’t realized how strong. A shiver of arousal skated up her spine, causing goose bumps to break out on her skin. The cotton material of the T-shirt rubbing against her aching nipples caused her to cry out, the sound muffled by Raiden’s mouth and swirling tongue.

  When she dug her fingers into his shoulders, she realized she was clutching at him, and while she tried to make herself let go, her brain and body were out of sync.

  All that mattered was each kiss, touch, and relieving the incessant fiery ache building and building inside of her.

  She moaned when Raiden released her lips, panting to catch her breath as he sat up over her. It was only then she observed that he was straddling her hips. His big hands caressed over her shoulders, pushing the robe down her arms. Glancing to the side when an arm came into view and the belt on the robe was tugged open, she
noted that Brigg was lying right next to her. Another caress on the skin of her bare arm had her turning to her other side to meet Tane’s hungry gaze.

  She was surrounded by three tall, sexy men and couldn’t help shivering as the heat inside her grew even hotter.

  Raiden lifted his leg from over her, grabbed the robe, and pulled it out from under her. Shyann glanced down at her chest, gasping when she saw how prominent her hard nipples looked poking against the soft cotton shirt. She shook when a calloused palm skimmed up her leg to her knee, ignoring the urge to spread her thighs.

  Raiden smoothed his hand back down to her ankle, and as he moved it back up over her other leg, he stared into her eyes. When he reached the hem of the shirt, he paused for a beat, then he continued pushing the material up as he went. He didn’t stop until the shirt was bunched around her waist, her mound exposed to their gazes and the cooler air.

  “Have you ever seen such a pretty sight?” Tane asked in a raspy voice.

  “Never,” Raiden replied hoarsely.

  “So fucking sexy,” Brigg groaned.

  Shyann gasped when both Brigg and Tane cupped a breast each over the cotton shirt. She arched up into their touch reflexively, trying to get their fingers to touch her needy nipples.

  “So damn responsive,” Raiden said between panted breaths as he nudged her knees apart. The mattress dipped between her thighs as he maneuvered down onto his belly, hooking his arms around her legs, the crook of her knees draped over the crook of his elbows.

  Shyann moved her legs restlessly, not sure where she was trying to put them, but too achy to remain still since they were trembling. Raiden firmed his grip on her thighs as he pushed them farther apart, holding her still.

  “Look at me, sweetness,” Tane commanded.

  She turned toward him, barely having time to draw a breath before his lips were on his. He kissed her hungrily, their tongues swirling and gliding together. She groaned into his mouth when Raiden caressed through her folds and cried out when he circled her clit with the tip of a finger.