God help me. I think I’m going to hell for sure now. Because I’ll be damned if I don’t give her everything she wants within my power and if I have to sell my soul to get that power, that is perfectly fine with me.
I grin, enjoying the color work up her long, graceful neck and redden her cheeks at her admission. She’s never said a naughty word in her life and I sure the hell know no one has ever asked her what she wants.
My cock presses between her ass cheeks as I lean forward, bury my hands in her hair and claim her mouth in a searing hot kiss. My cock beats in time with each stroke of her tongue against mine.
Chapter Nine
Valentina
I’m trembling, panting with Ash fully seated between my soft, slick lips and Noah poised at my back entrance, teasing my ass with his fingers. He spreads my juices and I push back into his touch.
Four strong hands hold me steady and my body quivers with tension. I’ve never taken a man there and I’m flaming with embarrassment, but my desire to have them as my first drives me forward.
Noah breaks my barrier with his finger and my eyes go wide. “Oh God…”
I gasp for air and wrap my arms around Ash’s neck. Both of them are slick with my sticky juices and I already feel so full with Ash’s cock stretching my pussy around his thickness. I’m worried I can’t fit them both.
Juices drip down my thighs and I can’t take much more before I lose the battle against holding back another orgasm. I never want our time together to end, and the longer I hold out the more of them I can have.
Behind me, Noah spread my ass cheeks further and this time it’s his thick cock head breaching me, stretching me open for his massive size.
It’s everything I can do to hold on and not fall into the abyss of weightlessness.
I cry out from a shot of pain that quickly fades to so much pleasure I can’t contain my moan. My mouth falls slack and my eyes flutter shut as I push back and feel both men fill me completely.
I gasp and can’t help the cry that slips out. He pushes and I flex my fingers, digging my nails into Ash’s muscular shoulders.
My entire world blurs as these two beautiful men claim my body, possess me in a way no man ever has. A feeling like I never could imagine comes over me and I feel every veined inch of my men when they begin to move inside me. My pussy clenches around Ash and a live bolt of electricity shots through my core, causing me to gasp.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight, princess. That’s it, work me with that ass.” Noah’s head is thrown back and his chest is heaving from the exertion. His shirt hangs open and I can see all his beautiful tanned skin glisten with a fine sheen of sweat in the car’s dim light.
Ash wraps his hands around my hips right above Noah’s hands and they push and pull and quickly set a fast rhythm.
I rock my hips, panting and moaning, unable to control any part of my body. All I can do is feel.
So I let go.
“That’s it, princess, you’re beautiful and perfect for us.”
“I can’t…” I pant and it takes me several seconds to find my next words through the hazy cloud of emotions they draw from me.
“Can’t what, princess?”
“…hold on. I have to come.”
Warm lips brush against one shoulder and another set against my other.
Strong arms wrap around my waist and I know this is it. We’re all going to tumble over the edge together.
I moan and feel both men grow thicker inside me, marking me with their size, spoiling me for any other man.
“Both of you… so big… Oh God,” I tremble in their arms.
Ash lifts me up only to thrust deeper than I thought possible, finding untouched places inside my body that leave me grasping for something—anything—to tether me to earth.
Noah takes that moment to flex inside me, making me whimper.
“Come,” Noah commands and presses my throbbing clit between his fingers.
I fall.
Through my haze I can feel them reaching their end. Ash is first. His throbbing cock pulses inside me and I can feel his hot cum shoot into the rubber at the same time Noah finds his release in my ass.
Beneath me, both men’s muscles ripple, and I melt into their strong arms knowing I’m safe.
Ash leans in and whispers close to my ear. “Sleep now, princess, because when we get you home, we have so much more to teach you and we won’t be letting you go for a very long time.”
I gasp as Noah pulls from me and they wrap me in their suit jackets, settling my body between them.
Smiling, I slip into a light slumber, my two men holding me tight. I’d be lying to myself if I said I never wanted this again.
Chapter Ten
Valentina
It’s a gray morning and I feel warm and protected snuggled between my two bodyguards.
I take in the hunky muscled men on either side of me and smile. I’ve never felt the need to be touched, held, and wanted so much in my life and these two men have ignited a part of my soul that craves it, but I know I only want it from them. No other man’s touch would do to me what they can.
I want to be the one they wake up to each morning. Be the one they kiss goodnight as we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Their pet name for me makes me smile and if I am not careful, I’ll start to really think I truly am their princess. Maybe even queen with how warm their eyes turn when they look at me.
Then again one of them either has their mouth full of my sticky juices or is watching me swallow their hot cum. That would put a loving look in any man’s eyes, I suppose.
I stretch my tired body and roll to my side. It’s hard to believe I’ve barely left this bed for three days. They kept their promise and then some.
Neither man will let me lift a finger to help with the cooking and when it comes to showering, well, I can’t remember what it’s like to wash my own hair anymore. I’m not entirely sure I ever want to either.
Small beams of sunshine break through the dull morning with hints of a beautiful day to come. Light filters through the crack in the curtains and I know the third morning of my small vacation from reality is my last. My family must be out of their minds trying to find me.
The second they walked me through their door Valentine’s night, I turned my phone off and have yet to check in.
A small smile plays on my lips. Noah is to my right, lying on his belly facing me. I push a strand of hair from his forehead. They were tender, caring and thoroughly possessive from the second they splayed me out like a queen on their bed. The only thing I feared as they devoured my body was my need for more of them.
I pry myself out from between them and Ash stirs first.
“Where are you going?” His voice is raspy with sleep. His arms wrap around me and he pulls me into his warm body.
God, I never want to move from here.
“Bathroom and shower. And this time alone,” I tease. “Rest. I won’t be gone long. Promise. I’ll be back and then you both can treat me to a killer breakfast. And we should probably talk.”
“About?” Noah asks and I reach a hand for him.
“I don’t know, the need to go back to school, work and be among the living again,” I tease.
“Sound boring to me when we can stay right here.”
I laugh softly. “Forever?”
Noah and Ash shrug and say at the same time, “Why not?”
“You guys are impossible.”
“Impossibly hungry for our princess.”
Noah steals me out of Ash’s arms much to Ash’s dislike and presses his hard cock between my ass cheeks as he nuzzles my neck.
“Oh no, not this time.” I wiggle free to the sound of his deep chuckle.
“I’m here when you’re ready then.”
“Deal.”
“There are clean sweats and t-shirts in the top drawer.” Ash points to the dresser across the room. Their home is spacious and bright. Not at all what I would picture for two bachelors
.
Ash releases me with a kiss to the top of my head and both watch as I saunter my naked butt out of Ash’s bedroom and across the hall to the bathroom before turning over.
Noah’s room is left untouched since we’ve shared Ash’s bed.
Both had to be as exhausted as I felt after what we’ve shared, and I spy both men roll back to their stomachs. I smile and slip into the shower for a quick wash. As I towel off, I check my messages and find one from my father dated this morning.
A little blue bubble pops up.
Come by the house alone. We need to discuss your software now.
I frown. A little demanding for so early in the morning, but I would like to go over why he thought springing two hulks on me in the middle of the Valentine’s gala was a good idea. Sure, it turned out good, but I had a lot of questions left. There’s no way the few threatening emails I’ve received warrant such a high level of security.
Sorry for the delay. On my way. Be there in an hour.
I hit reply and finish getting dressed. I check back in on the men after I pull my hair into a quick ponytail and find them sound asleep.
I make my way downstairs and before I head out, I scribble a quick note.
Forty-five minutes later my taxi pulls into my father’s driveway and I make my way to his office. As I climb the long spiral staircase, my muscles are tender from the previous nights and I’m high on all the leftover what? Not adrenaline. Lust, maybe? Whatever my two bodyguards did to me last night and the two nights before still has me floating way past cloud nine this morning.
They thoroughly worked me over so much I lost track of time and I feel a pang of regret leaving them in bed, but my father wants to talk with me about my code and I need to pick up the laptop I left behind. It’s not like anything would happen to me in the home where I grew up. It’s my safe haven and always would be.
The house is quiet and I remember it’s Sunday, so the work staff has the day off and my mother is off doing her luncheon with one girlfriend or another.
When I turn the knob and push the heavy door all the way open, I find the lights are off but the cloud coverage parts enough to fill the office with a somber grayish light.
“Father? Are you in here?” I walk in and immediately feel a prickling of unease flush across my skin as my father’s eyes land on me from behind his desk.
He looks pale in the cheeks and my stomach sinks to the floor.
“Perfect timing.”
A snide, chilling tone hit my ears as something equally cold presses against the base of my neck.
My blood turns icy and my chest tightens. I try to turn to see the face that goes with the voice but the sound of a hammer being cocked freezes my feet in place.
“You’re going to give me what your brother promised.”
My brows pinch. What the fuck? “Thacker? What the hell are you doing here?”
“For a woman with your IQ, you’re pretty fucking stupid.” The high society nasally tone he usually speaks with is gone and I hear the real man. The weasel I always thought him to be.
“What are you talking about?” I spit out.
I slowly turn and eye the monster with the gun to my head. A wild look takes over his expression as he stares down at me, the barrel of his gun pressed to my forehead.
“The code, you silly twit. It belongs to me. C’mon you can’t be that naïve. I want what your brother promised me and I’m tired of waiting. Your slow ass has nearly run my business into the ground.”
“My brother didn’t promise you a thing.”
“Oh really? I have a contract that says differently.”
He tosses a stack of papers at my feet that look ten or more sheets thick.
“Your brother wanted out from behind your shadow and out from under your father's thumb. Wanted to make his own millions and prove to the word he was just as smart as or smarter than you. So, I agreed to help as long as he signed over all the rights to the code to me.”
He narrows his eyes at me and I see behind the polished mask he wares in public to see not the weasel I thought him to be, but the snake.
He reaches out and shoves me toward my father and I know what he wants next. I stumble forward and catch myself before cracking my head open on the sharp edge of the desk.
My father helps me to my feet.
“I’m sorry, dear—he threatened to kill your mother.”
My heart breaks for the hurt in my father’s tone and I know in that second he had nothing to do with the snake’s actions. The truth behind my brother’s action is yet to be determined.
“I hope you brought your laptop because you’re not leaving here until I get what I want.”
“No,” I seethe with so much fury my blood has turned to pure venom. Over Thacker’s shoulder I see the top part of the back door to my father’s office slowly creep open and I can only hope it means one thing.
My men found me. Mine. The word runs through my head and I let it fill my heart. Both of them are mine and the first sprouts of love take hold and I can feel the roots dig soul-deep. Talk about bad timing, but better now than after I take a bullet.
My father has his back turned and doesn’t see both Ash and Noah ease in through the door in stealth mode.
“You can’t have the code or me, not now, not ever.” I hope I am not poking the bear, but rage slings the words across the small distance separating us, and I can’t hold them in any longer.
“Did you think I was after you for your good looks? Even an idiot would be able to see I didn’t want you for your mousy face and weak posture.” He spits on the floor at his feet. “Like I would weaken my blood with such filth. I only want the code.”
I will not cry at the way his words cut and draw blood.
“You can pull that trigger. You still won’t get the code. It’s all here,” I tap my head. “And not a damn soul in this world can crack my and my brother’s work.”
Thacker cocks the hammer and the next few seconds pass in a blur.
Ash moves to Thacker’s right and Noah flanks him on the opposite side.
“You’re threatening the wrong girl.”
Thacker turns, mouth open, and whirls his gun toward Ash. I duck, pulling my father down behind his desk with me.
Lamps crash, glass shatters against the hardwood or heads, I don’t know because I keep my head out of firing range. Papers fly in every direction and heavy grunts fill the room.
“Dad, I’m so sorry,” I whisper, looking into my father’s eyes. Nothing but love stares back.
“You called me Dad.”
My heart fills with happiness only a father can give his daughter and I smile when he wraps his arm around me. “I never knew why your mother always insisted you call me Father.”
He hugs me close and after several more thuds and curses, the room grows silent.
We ease to our feet to find a heavy breathing Ash and Noah standing over a defeated Thacker.
“I told you, you will not get my code.”
“You little bitch, I’ll kill you,” Thacker snarls around Noah’s foot on his neck holding him in place.
“Valentina, princess, are you okay?” Noah doesn’t move toward me. I can tell he wants to, but he keeps Thacker pinned to the ground, letting his eyes do all the talking.
I ignore Thacker and nod, offering Noah a reassuring smile.
Ash doesn’t have that problem. He comes up and has me against this chest, phone to his ear, calling in the police with lightning speed.
“We need to talk.” By the look on his face I know I’m in trouble, but despite the anger I see, Ash nuzzles my neck and murmurs, “Thank God you’re safe. I would have killed the fucker with my bare hands had he touched you or worse.”
Fifteen minutes later the police haul a snarling Thacker out of my father’s house in handcuffs and I sink down into the chair I once loved. It seems tainted now and the loss of the love I have for this place, this chair, stings.
Ash and Noah don’t waste any time
finding me after giving their reports.
“Why the hell did you put yourself in this kind of danger?”
And here we go. I take a calming breath and brace myself for the raging storm coming my way.
Noah stalks into my father’s office and the anger dripping from his words can only be outdone by the hurt in his eyes. Glass and paper crunch underfoot as he halts in front of me with Ash hot on his tail.
I blink back the tears and shove to my feet. “Because I made a promise.” I cross my arms and don’t bother holding back my anger either. He wants to play hardball, well so can I.
Ash rakes his hands through his hair and groans with the same level of frustration I feel. It’s not like I was doing anything wrong in the first place.
“To what? Get yourself killed?”
“My God!” Noah growls so low I almost take a step back. “Do you know what that would do to us?”
I shove away my tears and shove my broken heart back together long enough to get my next words out. “To. My. Brother. It was the last thing he asked of me and I will see it through even if it kills me. I will finish his code and help save people’s lives or at the very least help those afflicted by this wretched disease. Before he passed, my brother made me promise I would finish the code and see to it that some kind of good was done with it. I keep my promises.”
Their mouths are line lines of anger and their dark eyes become impossible to read.
And just like that, the storm breaks and their anger crumbles away, and my men scoop me up, wrap me in their strength and let me cry out my frustrations.
“How did you find me?” I mouth against Ash’s neck. He tilts my chin up and wipes at my tears.
“Don’t cry, baby. You’re killing us.”
Noah takes my shaking hand in his. “We saw you get in a taxi and tried your cell. When we found it in the bathroom we tried your father and when no one picked up, we headed straight here. We must have been ten minutes behind your taxi.”
“And all that aside, we know you and knew you were having coding withdrawals because of us.” Ash strokes a thumb down my cheek and I lean into the touch. I can’t help it.
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