by Eden, Tigris
“And such a minx,” Royce kissed her back playfully and gently took her chin between his fingers and held eye contact. “Now I want to know what you’re hiding.” He shushed her complaints with his own kiss, and Ronin cleared his throat. Good thing he didn’t feel like a third wheel.
“If you two are finished.” He grumbled absently crossing his feet at the ankles while waiting patiently for his little brother and their woman to get a grip on their hormones. Not that his grip was any better. If it wasn’t for the mystery of the feather, he would have stripped her naked and had her pinned beneath him while doing all sorts of things to her body. But this was a time to be serious. Playtime could come later. Belinda arched her brow and crinkled her nose. Resolve settling in her eyes as she tried to re-adjust herself in Royce’s lap.
“Fine.” She huffed.
“The feather is my primary. It keeps me immortal, and if it’s plucked I become human. Seeing how I’m the next Matria it’s impossible to take my feather from me. Bena guards it with her life and subsequently with mine.”
The blood in his body froze. Tiny razor sharp cells once smooth and free flowing stabbed him at every attempt to move forward. His brother’s reaction was the same.
“Who else knows this?” Royce said between clenched teeth. At least his brother could talk, he was still frozen in fear.
“No one outside of the Enclave knows, except for you two. I didn’t even tell Dravaggio.”
Ronin had to hold her. What if he hadn’t been careful with her that first time? He walked over and plucked her from his brother’s arms and pulled her down on the bed. She struggled for a minute, and then began showering his face with kisses. She was acting as if it wasn’t a big deal, and it was. He knew they both had dark streaks a mile deep, and their needs as men were fierce. Hey laid their beneath her as she drew circles on his head, something he found he didn’t mind.
“I’m glad you are finally on board with my original plan.” She said into his neck.
“Stop doing that.” Ronin said as he playfully nipped her shoulder and squeezed her butt. He reluctantly released her so she could finish getting ready, and gestured for his brother to join him in the other room. Royce walked ahead of him and began pacing.
“God dammit! We’ve got to be more careful with her. I had no idea she was so vulnerable.”
Ronin felt the same way.
“We can’t both take her on. Not with our needs.”
Royce didn’t respond to that comment and continued pacing the length of the room. There was only one thing to do, and that was for him to step aside. But Goddess help him, could he?
Chapter 20
Belinda smoothed her hands down the side of her hips to get the wrinkles out of her dress. Royce and Ronin were both animals. She looked into the mirror and stared at her reflection. Her skin was clear and held a certain glow. The woman who stared back at her was foreign. She’d confessed her most sacred secret to two men she wasn’t sure would even stick around for the long haul. The woman who stood before her was a woman who was in love. Not with one man, but two. How had this happened? In such a short time at that. Dietrich had courted her for weeks on end before she’d given in. Not that the two of them hadn’t tried to court her. It wasn’t like she didn’t know them. You barely know them. Well she’d known them a bit longer than most suitors. Before she had time to spin herself into an emotional mess of goo, there was a knock at the door, and Royce was sticking his head inside.
“Baby, the car is here to take us to the Enclave. Let’s bounce.”
Ryan, her mother’s guard was holding the Limo door open for her.
“It’s good to see you again, Ryan.”
“It’s good to see you, Lady Belinda. The Limo is fully stocked.”
Belinda placed a gentle hand on Ryan’s cheek. They’d grown up together and he’d been there for her first change and she for his. As children they were inseparable, and now he guarded her mother.
“Thank you Ryan. How’s mother and father?”
“Good.”
Ryan’s eyes grew large, and she didn’t have to turn to know he was staring at her men as they approached with their luggage. My men has a nice ring to it Ignis. That it did.
“Ryan, these are my friends, Ronin and Royce.”
She didn’t know how else to introduce them. She couldn’t say they were in a relationship, could she? She didn’t know what they were to her or what she was to them. She didn’t want to think too much about it because then she’d have to deal with an even bigger issue. Love.
Ryan bowed in their direction.
“Thank you for caring for Lady Ignis, the Matria is grateful to you both.”
Belinda laughed and folded herself into the car. “We’re a team Ryan, I work with these men.”
“Ryan is it?” Royce chimed in. She knew whatever came out of his mouth next wouldn’t be good. She braced herself for what she was sure going to be a disastrous outcome.
“That’s right. Ryan.” Both men measured one another, and Bells knew this was not going to end up good. Ronin stood stoically waiting to see the outcome. He didn’t move as he watched his brother face off with her childhood friend. Royce smiled showing a row of perfect white teeth and equally sharp canines.
“Well, Ryan, let’s not waste time, we need to get Bells to the ball right?”
Ryan nodded and gestured for the other men to enter the cab of the car. Belinda let out a silent breath and giving Ryan a reassuring smile as he closed the door. She sat across from both men and watched them silently as the car and pulled off the curve and into traffic. What was she going to do with the both of them?
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“She can handle us.” Royce said to his brother.
“You’re wrong about that Royce.”
“We’re doing this, and that’s final Ronin, and we will be gentle with her.”
Royce watched the rise and fall of her chest. The silk of her dress swayed softly against her skin with every breath. She knew what was about to happen, even if she tried to play it calm. Royce heard the partition rise closing them away from their driver. Ronin had barely moved, but he’d managed to close them off to allow them the privacy that they needed.
“Glad to see you’re on board old man.”
“Shut the fuck up, you’re ruining my high.”
Agreed. He didn’t want to mess with the high concentration of lust that was building inside the vehicle. It was a two hour drive to the Enclave and even though it wouldn’t be enough time to immerse himself inside of her, he’d make it enough.
Royce could see the doubt in her eyes, the uncertainty. Her desire and her thoughts over what was going to happen between the three of them only made his dick harder, as he watched her breathing escalate. Slowly he got down on his knees and made is way to over to her. A light flush, the color of plums mounted her cheeks and her violet eyes were filled with lust and something more he couldn’t place. She looked vulnerable. Gently he removed the pins from her hair. Watching the rest of her hair fall to rest on her back.
“I like your hair all the way down.” His fingers glided through the sweetly smelling silk. She was more alluring than he ever thought a woman could ever be to him. He was truly done playing games where she was concerned. Royce watched as Bells dropped her head back against the seats headrest. He quickly took advantage of her exposed neck. Rising up on his knees he moved closer, lower, to brush his lips across the slender column of her throat. Her lips parted on hiss as he moved to her mouth. The taste of her sweet and minty as their tongues danced He knew his brother watched even as he allowed his eyes to close and deepen the kiss. Ronin fed him images of the two of them. Bells eye lashes fluttering closed and pillowing on her checks. Her hands fisting at her sides as he devoured her mouth. Seeing it all through his brother’s eyes made his jeans uncomfortably snug.
A moan slipped past her lips and Royce swallowed it delving deeper into the kiss. He angled her head f
or better access taking his fill. They would be careful with her. There would be no room for error where she was concerned.
“I’ve never done this before,” Bells whispered against his lips.
“No experience required, we’ll take good care of you Belinda.” Ronin said as he moved across the car to be sit next to her.
Royce loved the female body in all its forms, and her body belonged to him and his brother. It filled him with a fierce possessiveness that brought a growl from deep within his chest. He pulled back and ran both his hands up her thighs, carefully applying the right amount of pressure to make her squirm. Ronin grabbed one of her hands and gently placed a soft kiss to the inside of her wrist.
“Let’s move her.”
Royce knew his brother was hanging on by a thread. Ronin lifted her into his lap bringing her body flush against his claiming her in a hungry kiss. She began frantically trying to unbutton his brother’s shirt, pulling at the sides, popping buttons out of place.
“Not so fast Belinda.” Ronin said against her lips. “We’ll give you what you need baby, turn around and lie back against me.”
Slowly she turned in his arms, laying her head against Ronin’s chest. Royce lost his breath for a moment when their eyes collided. She trusted them to take care of her, he realized. Her violet gaze was deep. He swore she could see into his soul. Reaching up he stroked his hands down her body over the silk of her dress. She rose up to meet every touch. He watched as the flush from her face grew deeper and spread to her neck, disappearing behind the silk of her gown. His mouth found its way to her mouth again, the sweet rush of her breath whispering over his face entranced him, drew him closer so that he could dip inside for a taste.
Bells sighed into his kiss as she met him stroke for stroke. Their tongues dance and his entire body shuddered as he slowly unzipped the side of her dress. He was too excited. He wasn’t getting to his goal fast enough. He wanted to claim her and thoroughly mark her so that no other man would attempt to take what belonged to him and his brother. Her skin smelled unbelievable.
He lifted the straps from her shoulder and where the thin strips of fabric rested against her skin, his lips covered with the barest of kisses. Ronin dragged the gown down to rest at her waist, putting her breasts on display.
Her skin was slick and heated to the touch.
“Are you wet for us Bells?”
“Answer him.” Ronin growled into her ear.
Her only reply was a whimper as Royce pinched her exposed nipples. She was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and her breast were heavy in his hands. He licked the center of her collarbone, where her fragrance was strongest. His teeth raked against the flesh there. His tongue seeking, tasting, as the flavor of her, exploded in his mouth. It was strong, bold and uniquely feminine. It called to a base, animalistic part of him.
“How does she taste?” Ronin asked in a harsh voice.
“Fucking incredible.”
Chapter 21
She was being tortured on the inside while both men were assaulting her on the outside. One was creating a delicious path with his tongue on her breasts and was content on heading south while the other was whispering the darkest of fantasies in her ear.
“Tell us what you want Belinda.”
Ronin’s voice was filled with desire as he spoke in her ear. Royce’s tongue moved lower and, oh God, right there, she needed him right there, lower to where it ached the most. She couldn’t answer Ronin’s question with Royce distracting her with his mouth. Bells rested her head against Ronin’s chest and tilted her head up seeking his lips. He didn’t disappoint. His hand held her still, the kiss he gave her was deep, long, and hungry. She was on fire, fast spreading, burning like a cane field on a high wind.
Frantic with lust, she twisted her upper body trying to get closer to Ronin. Royce held her waist restricting her movements. His hand slid beneath the silk of her gown, up her thighs to her waist where the string of her panties were neatly tied.
“Very nice, Bells. It’s like I get to unwrap my present, an exquisite present, I plan to pleasure for the remainder of our trip.”
She couldn’t speak, words were hard to form. She whimpered as Royce’s fingers expertly united each string. Ronin let go of her lips lifting her, so Royce was able to slide her dress off, taking her silk thong with it. The air immediately cooled her heated skin and kissing all the more delicate places of her body.
“Watch Royce as he tastes your flesh.” Ronin whispered against the shell of her ear.
She watched as Royce lowered his head and began kissing her legs Calloused fingers abraded her skin in the sweetest agony while his lips followed the fire his fingers left behind. He kissed her ankles, the backs of her knees and alternated between biting and sucking on her thighs. She shook uncontrollably as his hands slid up her legs, his lashes lowering over his amber gaze as his head lowered between her legs to blow hot breath against her already soaked folds.
Royce’s fingers parted her flesh as his tongue stroked the deepest part of her. Sweet fire burned as Ronin nudged her head to the side and began nibbling on her neck. The dual sensation was enough to bring her to the edge of ecstasy. Ronin tugged on her nipples in a sensual pattern, pinching them between his thumb and fore finger. Each tug and roll was connected to her clit that Royce was currently sucking on.
“Oh my, that…. That’s going to push me over.”
Royce chuckled against her flesh causing her stomach to spasm and tighten with pleasure. She arched her hips to get closer to his mouth. Soon her fingers were tangled deep into his hair, holding him in place.
Somewhere between bliss and consciousness Bells realized she was being lifted by Ronin and gently placed on the long seat inside the car. He’d moved, but why? Her question was quickly answered when she turned her head to track him. Ronin was completely naked, and she had a front-row seat to his erection. The length of him was long and thick. Heavily veined. The head wider than she remembered. Angry and dark it pulsed before her eyes. She knew what he needed without asking. He moved closer and she took him in hand and squeezed.
They both moaned. Her from Royce’s assault and Ronin from her grabbing his cock. Bells met the hot length of Ronin’s cock with her tongue. She tried to take as much of him as she was able. He was too big, but when Royce renewed his efforts on her clit, she let out a long moan allowing him to sink further inside until he hit the back of her throat.
Royce moaned into her wet flesh, and the sound vibrated into her, the vibration spurring her on as she sucked the heated length of Ronin’s cock. She opened her mouth wider, dragging her teeth along the veins until he took over. He dug his fingers into her hair, the pain blissful as he expertly fucked her mouth while his brother fucked her with his tongue. All too soon it was lights out.
Her body jolted as her orgasm slammed through her body. Her lips tightened around Ronin’s cock, but he moved back before she had a firm hold of it. This left her free to scream. She didn’t have a sense to be embarrassed, she knew Ryan could hear her and didn’t care. Ronin kept a tight grip on her hair, erotically massaging her scalp as her body tried to relax. Royce continued to lap at her core, before sucking her clit into his mouth and twisting his fingers so that he could touch the spot that sent her careening over the edge one more time before finally coming down.
Ronin gently released her hair and moved so he could pull her limp body on top of him again. She was boneless. She didn’t struggle when he began to massage her arms. When she thought oblivion would claim her Ronin twisted her again so that she was straddling his body. She looked over her shoulder to see Royce naked and approaching with something tube like in his hands.
Momentarily distracted, Bells watched as Royce approached her. His erection thick glistened with moisture on the tip. Both brothers were heavily endowed. Her mind short circuited for a moment as she tried to understand how the mechanics of their activity would work. They were in a vehicle, driving to her home, and bo
th of these men didn’t have a care in the world, but to please her. This definitely had its advantages, but she’d be stupid if she didn’t admit she was more than a bit scared. Ronin grabbed her attention by pulling her face back to him. His silver eyes were liquid mercury, dark with hunger. Bells closed her eyes. She couldn’t take his intensity. Those eyes were saying things she didn’t think she’d ever want to hear. He was making promises that would be broken. What was happening to her?
Ronin’s cock pulsed between them, and she forgot all her previous hesitations where both brothers were concerned. Slowly she rose up guiding his long, thick erection into her waiting depths. His hands grabbed her waist. His fingers spanned the width of her stomach and flexed as he slowly guided her down onto him. Seeking fingers slid to her ass and began rubbing, squeezing, massaging her back side. When his fingers slid over the place no man had ever gone before, her body jerked. A slight moan slipped past her lips as she tried to decipher her body’s response.
Ronin’s hand slid between their bodies and gently stroked her clit eliciting a wave of pleasure through her entire being. At the same time, Royce’s fingers smoothed gel over her opening and began stretching her open. Penetrating deep inside her forbidden channel. A slow burn started to build as his fingers attempted to go deeper. Her body electrified as she felt the pleasure from Ronin’s cock and the subtle pain from Royce’s fingers.
“Royce.” Her head dropped to Ronin’s shoulder as his fingers began to scissor back and forth opening her further.
“Belinda, let him make you feel good.” His voice travelled to where they were connected. “Let us make this good for you, baby.”
Ronin lifted her up and latched on to a nipple, tugging it as he pulled her forward with his mouth. His hands now back at her waist, slowly glided down to the globes of her ass, spreading her open to Royce’s touch.
“Let him in baby.” Ronin flexed his hands on her ass as Royce removed his fingers, She was empty, and quickly realized she wanted to be filled by both of them. Her body was aching for their deep possession. Royce quickly returned with more gel soothing her opening, working his fingers back inside. Slowly getting her used to his touch.