Lila's Loves

by Laylah Roberts

  Lila gulped, looking at three hard, gorgeous bodies.

  Yum.

  Chapter Ten

  “Damn, you are hot,” Gavin told her.

  “So beautiful, I can’t wait to touch you, lick you,” Colin said.

  Trace just smiled.

  She sighed. She was on fire, her whole body one giant nerve-ending. She needed them now.

  “Open your legs wider for me, baby,” Gavin growled, standing at the base of the bed. Trace nipped his way down her neck as Colin kissed over her stomach. She kept her gaze on Gavin, though, his gray eyes intense, hot.

  She slowly moved her thighs apart. Immediately, Gavin’s gaze dropped to her moist folds as Colin and Trace lavished attention on her nipples. They each hooked an arm beneath one of her legs and pulled them up, splitting her wide.

  Lila whimpered and closed her eyes, knowing exactly how exposed she was.

  “No hiding,” Gavin ordered. “Look at me.”

  Colin bit a nipple in punishment as Trace just kept lapping at her, seemingly caught up in his play.

  She opened her eyes and stared up at Gavin as he ran his hand up and down his impressive erection. “You sure you’re ready for this?” he asked. “We do this now and there is no going back. We will take you wherever and whenever we need you. There will be no holding back from us. You will be ours.”

  Possessive intent lit his eyes. She nodded. “I’m ready.”

  He kneeled between her legs, his fingers parting her, using his tongue to drive her insane. He drove her up, kept her lingering on the point of orgasm before backing off. Trace and Colin were no better, playing with her breasts, kissing her incessantly until she was a writhing mass of sensation.

  Then when she swore she could stand it no more, Gavin pushed his way inside her. Inch by agonizing inch, slowly he penetrated her until she was full of him.

  “Gavin, Gavin, please, I can’t stand it!” she screamed. He paused, not moving, just holding himself inside her.

  “Please what?” he asked with a groan.

  “Move, I need you to move.”

  “Your wish is my command, baby girl,” Gavin told her.

  And then he was moving against her, within her, making her shudder. Colin and Trace soothed her, holding her tight as Gavin thrust her up and over into bliss. He yelled as he followed her over.

  She came to with a shudder, deep breaths sawing in and out of her lungs. Gavin rolled to her side, taking Colin’s place beside her.

  “Okay, baby?” Gavin asked her.

  “More than okay, wonderful,” she sighed.

  Grinning, he ran his hand over her body. “Think you’re up for more?” Gavin nodded down at Colin who was kissing his way up her leg. She smiled. Sure, she was still languishing in the glow of a fantastic orgasm. But who wouldn’t want more?

  “Oh yeah,” she replied.

  Suddenly, she was rolled over and placed on her hands and knees as Trace sat up against the headboard. Her head rested close to his lap as Colin spread her legs wide. Trace grasped the base of his cock, his hand holding it tightly.

  “Open up, baby,” Gavin ordered.

  With a grin, she eagerly did just that, taking Trace into her mouth, humming with delight. She bobbed her head, moving slow then fast as Trace ran his hands over her head.

  “So good, Lila, that feels like heaven.”

  Colin pushed his way inside her with one firm thrust, filling her so completely that she stilled for a moment, just delighting in the sensation. Then he pulled back and pressed forward.

  “Keep sucking, Lila, take me deep,” Trace told her. She turned her attention back to Trace, although it was hard to concentrate, especially when Gavin dipped his hand beneath her stomach to play with her clit.

  “I’m coming, Lila. Pull back if you need to,” Trace warned.

  Pull back? Was he mad?

  Lila swallowed, taking him deep as he came. Colin moved faster, coming loudly, triggering her own release as Gavin continued to tap at her clit, drawing her release out, making her shudder with each wave of bliss.

  *****

  “What did you learn from Savannah?” Gavin asked half an hour later. Lila lay on Trace, her head resting against his chest. Gavin and Colin lay on either side, surrounding her. She didn’t care what they were talking about; they had just sent her to heaven. Multiple times. And she really had no interest in anything but lying here and having a nap.

  Colin sighed. “That our girl is keeping something from us.” His hand grasped her bottom and squeezed.

  “Hey!” she cried out.

  “No sleeping just yet, Lila,” Colin replied. “We need to have a little chat about what happened last night.”

  She stiffened and Trace ran his hand down her back in an attempt to soothe her. “Easy, Lila, just talk to us.”

  “And if I’m not ready to talk?” she said.

  “You just gave yourself to us,” Gavin stated. “You need to talk to us.”

  “This is what being in a relationship is,” Colin added. “Sharing with us, talking to us. Let us in.”

  Gavin rubbed her bottom, stirring her interest once again. Trace’s cock grew against her stomach and she sighed. Would she ever get enough of them?

  Lord, she hoped not.

  “Who was the woman you were talking to last night?” Colin asked.

  Lila stilled. How did he know about that? “What did Savannah tell you?” she asked, remembering what they’d said before.

  “What she did or didn’t say doesn’t matter, does it, baby girl?” Gavin asked, still teasing her. “Because you’re going to tell us, aren’t you?”

  Tears dripped down her cheeks as she turned her head to stare at him. “If I tell you then you won’t want me anymore.”

  Gavin sat and pulled her off Trace to sit on his lap, holding her against him tightly. He kissed the top of her head. Trace and Colin sat up, watching her, their hands running over her soothingly.

  “Nothing you said could make us reject you. You’re our whole world,” Gavin told her.

  Tears continued to flow as she buried her face against him. What was wrong with her? Why was she crying? But it seemed once she started she couldn’t stop, breaking into heavy sobs.

  “Oh, sweetheart,” Trace murmured. “Please stop, you’ll make yourself sick. What is it? Tell us and we’ll do whatever we can to help.”

  “It-it’s my mother.”

  Gavin jolted in shock. Out of everything he’d possibly expected to come from her mouth, this hadn’t entered his mind. “Your mother?”

  Lila shook and he held her closer, wishing he could take away all her fear and pain.

  “You’ve seen your mother?” Trace asked gently.

  Lila sat up and wiped her eyes with a sob. “She was at Dirty Delights last night. I didn’t even realize who she was at first. I didn’t recognize her. She, oh God, she’s so awful.”

  “What did she do?” Colin asked as he looked at his brothers in concern.

  “She-she threatened to tell everyone that Clay stole me and about how the four of us live together. She said she would spread nasty rumors, make your lives hell, painting Clay as a child kidnapper.”

  “Oh, baby,” Gavin said. “Let her do her worst. We don’t care what she says. Everyone who knows Clay will know that wasn’t true.”

  “But how dare she try to make out that Clay was the bad guy! He rescued me. He wanted me when she didn’t give a shit. And I don’t want her spreading nasty rumors about you guys. I can’t believe I’m related to her!”

  “Neither can we, Lila,” Colin told her. “You’re beautiful, kind and generous. She is nothing like you.”

  “She’s my mother, though, what if I end up like her?” Lila wailed. “How can you want to be with me when I’m related to her?”

  Gavin shook his head. He couldn’t believe she was actually worried about ending up like that bitch. “Baby girl, there is no way you could ever end up like her. I promise. She may have given birth to you, bu
t Clay raised you and he raised you right.”

  She finally relaxed a bit and he knew she was listening.

  “But what if people turn on you like they did with Colin after Sara spread her bile around?” she asked quietly. She kept her gaze down, not looking at any of them.

  “Oh, baby,” Colin breathed, kneeling before her. “Look at me, Lila.” He waited until she turned to look up at him. “No matter what this bitch does I would never blame you. I was a different guy back then, I didn’t have all of you backing me up. Let her do her worst. I’m ready.”

  “What does she gain by spreading rumors, though?” Gavin asked with a frown and Lila immediately stiffened again.

  “Lila?” Trace asked. “That wasn’t everything, was it?”

  She shook her head. “No. She wants money. She said if I gave her one hundred thousand she’d keep quiet.”

  “And you were going to give it to her, weren’t you?” Anger lashed through Gavin at what her mother was doing to her own daughter. Worst of all Lila hadn’t come and told them straight away. “That’s why you wanted to know when the money from Clay was coming through? You were actually going to pay her off? How? Did she seriously expect you to withdraw it and hand it over in a suitcase?”

  Lila winced. “Umm. I was supposed to meet her at the old church on the Banning’s ranch. She mentioned something about a bank transfer.”

  “Let me get this straight,” Gavin said quietly. “You were going to meet this woman to give her a hundred grand by yourself, without telling us?”

  Guilt crossed her face and he knew she had been planning on doing just that. Fury raced through him, nearly blinding him. Thinking of what could have happened to her literally had him shaking.

  She lowered her head. “Yes, Sir.”

  Gavin stood and started pacing up and down. Goddammit, he was tired of her putting herself at risk. What would it take to get her to fully trust them? To know that they were going nowhere, that they would never abandon her no matter what.

  “G-Gavin?” she said tremulously. She was huddled on the bed, curled in on herself, her eyes wide as she watched him. Trace and Colin were staring at her in concern, trying to soothe her, but her eyes were set on him.

  There was worry there. And no small amount of guilt. God it hurt that she still didn’t trust them enough to confide in them, to let them help her. But he couldn’t force trust. It would come, he just had to be patient and look out for her until she learned that she could come to them with anything.

  Gavin held his hand out to her. “Come here,” he told her.

  She jumped up and raced towards him. He pulled her into his arms, placing kisses over her head.

  “You terrify me at times, you really do. The idea of you meeting with that bitch alone terrifies me. But no matter what I love you, got me?”

  Gavin held her back, his hands on her shoulders as he shook her lightly.

  She nodded, tears overflowing out of her eyes and down her cheeks. “She’s so awful. She was the one who called that day and I suppose she’s behind the hang-ups we’ve been getting. I just can’t believe I’m related to her.”

  “Shh, honey, it’s okay. You are nothing like her. I promise.” He held her close, running his hand up and down her back. “How about if Trace runs you a bath? I think you could use a bit of pampering.”

  He nodded at Trace who climbed from the bed and moved into the adjoining bathroom.

  “Everything is going to be all right,” Gavin reassured her. “As long as we’re together it will be okay.”

  *****

  Lila felt guiltily. So horrible that she couldn’t stand it. She’d hurt them. Really hurt them. She should have told them. She knew she should have, but she couldn’t bear for them to know how awful her mother was. To have them regret being with her.

  The disappointment and hurt in their faces broke her heart, though. She’d prefer that they scold her, glower at her or…

  Spank her.

  At least then the slate would be wiped clean and this horrid feeling of letting them down might go away.

  A loud knock surprised her and she glanced over at her bathroom door. She sat up a bit in the bath, only now noticing how cold it had grown.

  “Yes?” she called out.

  “You okay in there, Lila?” Trace asked. “You’ve been in there for an hour now.”

  She had?

  “I’m just getting out now,” she called back. Would he ask her if she needed help?

  “Okay, we’re down in the living room.”

  She heard him move away and her stomach dropped, tears flooding her eyes. Slowly, she climbed out of the tub, feeling like an old woman. Her body ached from their lovemaking, but that was a pleasant sort of pain. The rest of her felt drained, emotionally done in.

  Lila grabbed some sweatpants and a long-t-shirt. She moved down the stairs, her stomach tied into knots. There was still a part of her that expected them to walk away from her, to realize they could do so much better.

  Walking into the living room, she stared over at the three of them. Gavin was leaning against the mantelpiece, his arms folded across his thick chest as he stared down at the floor. Colin lay sprawled on the sofa, a beer in his hand.

  Two arms slid around her waist from behind, pulling her against his wide chest. She let out a gasp of fright.

  “Jesus, Trace, you scared me.”

  He chuckled, nuzzling her neck. “Sorry, you seemed like you could use a hug. You okay?”

  Lila looked over at Colin and Gavin who were staring over at her. She shrugged.

  Trace bit down, a clear reprimand. “Talk to us.”

  “I just, you’re all staring at me like I did something wrong when I only did what each one of you would have. I tried to protect you.” How come it was okay for them to protect her but when she tried to do the same they got all upset?

  Gavin shook his head in disappointment. “No, honey, you didn’t do what the rest of us would have done.”

  “Are you saying that you wouldn’t have tried to protect me if someone was threatening me?” Come on, Gavin.” He was so protective he made the President’s bodyguards look like they were slacking off.

  Gavin sighed. “Of course we would protect you. But we would also talk to you. This relationship needs communication to work, we need to talk to each other, share things. Talk to us, baby girl. We’d do the same for you.”

  Her anger melted and she leaned back against Trace. “You’re right. I should have talked to you. It just caught me by surprise. I love you guys so much. I don’t think I could stand losing you.”

  Colin held open his arms. “Come here and give me a cuddle.”

  With a smile, tears filling her eyes, she walked over to him, letting him draw her down to lie next to him on the sofa.

  “I’m sorry,” she said.

  He patted her bottom. “You should have told us. Do you really think we care about some rumors? Did you think we’d think less of you?”

  Dropping her head, she nodded. “I was an idiot. I know you would never think less of me because of her, I was just taken by surprise and I never want anything to hurt you guys, especially me.”

  “Do you know what does hurt us?” Gavin asked.

  “What?”

  “Knowing that you don’t trust us.”

  Her jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”

  “I had hoped that you would trust us a little by now, at least enough to let us help you, to know we wouldn’t leave you. You would have gone off to meet that bitch alone and given her a huge chunk of your inheritance. Do you know how dangerous that is? She could have done anything to you and we would have had no idea.”

  Lila sat up and stared at them. “I do trust you. I know it may not seem like it, but I just wanted to protect you guys.”

  “Not your job, honey,” Gavin replied. “Our job is to take care of you. Yours is to let us. And to love us.”

  “I do. I do.”

  Lila stood and walked slowly
over to Gavin who was now sitting on an armchair. She owed it to them to completely open up to them. Kneeling in front of him, she took his hands in hers.

  “I’ve always found it hard to trust. When I was young, my mother would always promise that things would get better. Then she’d start drinking and doing drugs and the men would be back with their mean eyes and their grabby hands. I remember the first time one hit me; I must have been around six. My mother just sat there and laughed. I couldn’t see out of that eye for nearly a week. That’s when I started hiding in the alley when men came over.”

  “Baby,” Gavin began, reaching for her, his eyes softening.

  Lila shook her head. “No, let me finish before I lose my nerve. I don’t like to talk about my life before Clay found me in that alley, because I had no life. More than likely I would have ended up like my mother, whoring for enough money to buy booze and drugs. The thought of it frightens me. But I didn’t end up like that because of Clay and you guys. I owe him, all of you, everything. Clay gave me a life, showed me love and gave me you three. The thought of that woman touching any of you with her filth, I just, I would do anything to protect you guys.”

  Gavin sighed and clasped her face in his hands. “And we feel the same way about you. We want to protect you, and you’re making it very hard.”

  “I’m sorry, I do trust you, I do. I knew you wouldn’t blame me for her actions, but I guess I’ve always had problems believing that I deserved to be here, believing that I deserved your love. Just give me some more time, love me, and don’t ever leave me.”

  Gavin drew her up, holding her close. “We’re here for you, baby girl. Always.”

  “Umm, what are we going to do about her?” she asked.

  “Oh, we’re going to make sure that she never bothers you again,” Trace said with some relish. “And we’re going to make it very clear that if she tries to spread one nasty rumor that her life won’t be worth living.

  “What are you planning? Are you going to meet with her?”

  “Yep,” Gavin answered.

  “I’m coming too, then,” she insisted.

  “Like hell,” Gavin said with a frown. “I don’t want you anywhere near her. You’re going to stay right here.”