Forbidden

by R. R. Banks

  When I was on my back, Aiden hovered over me for a moment and then rested down over me, his body stretching to touch all of mine. He ran his hands down my thighs to part my legs and I felt him slip into me. He stayed there for a moment, slowing our pace and creating a peaceful, calm moment between us as he stared down into my eyes. He ducked his head to kiss me softly, running his palms over my arms until he reached my hands, and then intertwined our fingers. His mouth traveled to my neck as his hips began to move. The gradual, slow pace left me gasping and I arched against him, desperate for him to reach the pressure building inside of me. Instead, he withdrew from me and changed his position so that he lay between my legs. Lucas rested his hand to my cheek and used it to turn my head so that I could run my mouth along his long cock. As soon as I took him into my mouth, I felt Aiden's tongue on my tight, hypersensitive bundle of nerves. I completely relinquished myself to the feeling and let go of all control.

  I opened my eyes and saw that Talon had walked up to the side of the bed and was watching us. His eyes locked on Aiden nurturing me with his tongue, then turned to my mouth running along Lucas. They turned to mine and I stared into them. Arousal had made their shade darker and stormy. He reached down and took one of my hands away from Aiden, bringing it over to wrap it around his own hard erection so that I could mimic the movement of my mouth on him.

  Aiden drew my taught, swollen bud into his mouth and gave it a hard suck, eliciting a short scream from my throat. He backed away slightly and I bent my knees higher, spreading my thighs further so that only the tips of my toes touched the mattress on either side of me. Lucas took the invitation, slipping out from under my head and flipping over so that he rose over me. He planted a hand on either side of me and paused just long enough to kiss me before sliding deep inside. My hand fell away from Talon's erection and Lucas gathered me up against him, rearing back until he sat on his knees with me straddling him. He wrapped his arms tightly around my hips and ribs so that my breasts rose and fell against his chest as I rocked in his lap.

  The position brought us face-to-face and I stared into his eyes, feeling almost hypnotized by their depth. I leaned forward and rested my forehead against his. I could feel sweat beading on my skin and a few moments later someone licked up my spine. I looked over my shoulder and saw Jackson behind me. I arched my back to lean toward him and licked my tongue across his shoulder, following it with the playful nip of my teeth. I rode Lucas harder, bringing him deeper inside me until I felt like I couldn't hold any more. I stopped and pressed down on his shoulders to still his movements.

  I climbed off of his lap and turned to Jackson, using one finger to beckon him closer. Lucas moved out of the way and Jackson took his place. I pressed my hands to his chest to guide him on his back with his head rested on the pillows. I straddled his chest on my knees and took both of his wrists, bringing my breasts directly over his face. He lifted his head to suck each of them, briefly grazing his teeth across my nipples. I took one of his hands and wrapped it around the post above him, closing down on his fingers to ensure he knew I didn't want him to move it. I repeated this on the other side so that both of his hands gripped the posts. I ducked my head and gave him a hard kiss, biting his bottom lip before sliding backwards on his body so that he could feel the heat and wetness of my core on his cock and the brush of my breasts along his chest and belly.

  When I got to his hips, I lifted up and grasped the base of his erection so I could tease the tip between my thighs. It slipped easily through my slippery fluids, but I kept my hips high enough to stop him from entering me. I delighted in the deliciously tortured look in Jackson's eyes and the unchained groans that poured from him as I used the head to stroke myself. I savored the feeling of his body with nothing between us. I reached with my other hand to grasp Aiden's wrist and lead him up to the side of the bed. He kissed me and then I dipped my head to take him into my mouth. Jackson grunted, the sound telling me that watching me suck Aiden deeper into my mouth pushed him even closer to the edge of his control. I could hear the bed squeak and the wood groan as Jackson strained against the posts, obviously wanting to touch me, but also showing incredible control.

  Aiden's hand came to the back of my head, gathering my hair out of the way so that he could guide me into the rhythm that he desired. I used my grip on Jackson's cock to glide it against me at the same speed, tilting back enough so that I knew Aiden could watch. Soon I heard him let out a growl and felt him release into my mouth. I immediately slowed my pace and fully enjoyed sucking the hot, saltiness that streamed from the tip. I swallowed happily, smiling as Aiden fought to steady his breath and stay on his feet. I felt Jackson grab my hips. I turned to look at him and saw the intensity in his eyes.

  "I want to be inside you. Now."

  I released his cock and gasped as he impaled me. Jackson's sounds were unchained and wild as he pounded into me harder and faster until I felt him pulse powerfully, roaring as he spilled into my body. The sensation of him filling me was enough to push me to the very edge and send me toppling over. I cried out as my body gripped him, milking him to draw him fully into me until the tight tremors of my walls made me collapse forward, shuddering and gasping for breath, into his arms.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Jackson

  "This can't be real."

  I laughed as Gabrielle pushed away from the window and scurried across the plane to press herself to the opposite window. She had been doing that since the pilot announced that we could take off our seatbelts and each time she did, she seemed more delighted by everything that she was seeing.

  "You've never flown before?" I asked.

  "Not like this," she said.

  "There is more than one way to fly?" Aiden asked.

  She looked over at him as if she couldn't believe that he would ask something like that.

  "They're definitely more than one way to fly," she said. "The one and only time that I was ever in an airplane it was when I was seven years old and we had to go to Maine for a family funeral."

  "That's sad," Lucas said.

  "I barely even remember the funeral," she said. "I honestly can't even tell you who it was. What I can tell you, though, is that my father bought the absolute cheapest flight that had probably ever existed in the history of air travel. We were sitting in rows of three and we had a layover in Atlanta."

  I narrowed my eyes at her.

  "Atlanta?" I asked." I thought you said that you were going to Maine."

  She looked back at me from the window and nodded.

  "Oh, I did. We were most definitely flying to Maine. Which means that we flew to Atlanta for a layover, then flew back over the same airport where we had started in order to finally get to Maine. A flight that should have taken us a few hours took us almost a day. We probably could have driven there faster than that flight. We also only got little tiny bags of peanuts and miniature cups of soda during the entire flight. So this," she looked around, opening her arms to indicate the cabin of the private jet, "this is most definitely a different type of flying."

  Lucas laughed and walked up to her, sitting her down in his lap and wrapping his arms around her.

  "Get used to it," he said. "This is how you will always travel."

  It had been a little over a month since the gala and we had barely stopped traveling. She had come home from a day at the chocolate shop to her bags packed and our driver waiting at the apartment to bring her to our house. She wasn't terribly pleased that we had broken into the apartment just so that we could pack her luggage for her, but she had gotten over that quickly when we told her that it was time to start our adventures. The first few suggestions that she made kept us fairly close to home, but finally she had seemed comfortable enough to tell us one of her life dreams, saying it almost dismissively as if she didn't believe that we would fulfill it for her. Now as we soared across the sky on our way to see the pyramids, I hoped that she was learning that we really did want to give her the life of her dreams. We
wanted to show her that the world was open to her now and that we would do anything to help her explore it.

  It took Gabrielle several hours into the flight before she finally settled down to sleep, but I stayed awake. I wanted to watch her and make sure that she stayed safe. I knew that eventually I would have to get some sleep too, but kept my eyes open for as long as I could, occasionally glancing over at her. I had learned so much more about her over the time that we had been able to spend together and I could feel all of us getting closer. It was better than I could have even imagined and I had begun to let myself dream about what it would be like when our baby was born. I wondered what it would look like and if it would have her sense of humor. I hoped that it had her whimsy and her determination, and I knew that she would be an incredible mother. I fell asleep that night with the image of Gabrielle cradling her baby in her arms easing me into sleep.

  Aiden

  Back home the late April weather was still chilly and rainy, making the island heat even more welcome. We had only spent a few days back at the house in between trips, but it had been enough for the spring chill to settle all the way to my bones and I had been eager to leave on this adventure. Gabrielle had told us that she loved the beach, though she hadn't gotten much opportunity to visit when she was younger, and I immediately knew that we needed to bring her here. The private section of the island had been a refuge for us when we were younger, but we hadn't spent as much time there in recent years. Now we had an amazing reason to come back. Her eyes had brightened the moment she looked down from the plane window and saw the shimmering blue water that surrounded the island and I couldn't wait to get her into it.

  That water looked almost black now as it swept up onto the beach in the moonlight. Gabrielle had come out to the beach by herself to run and I watched her, the starlight illuminating her hair and silhouetting her body against the sand. She turned and started back toward me, pausing when she noticed that I was standing there. She stood a few feet away, her shoulders rising and falling with her labored breath and the swells of her breasts over her bathing suit shimmering with sweat. She was beautiful and in that moment there was nothing that I had ever wanted as much.

  I said nothing, but lunged toward her, catching her around the waist and sweeping her down onto the ground. I tucked my hands between her thighs and forced her legs apart so that I could position myself between them and leaned forward to capture her mouth in a crushing kiss. My desire toward her in that moment was intense, almost animalistic, and I felt like I couldn't control myself. A primal need for her had overwhelmed me and I tore away my clothing. She did the same, untying the narrow cords at her hips to pull away the bottom of her bathing suit and then releasing the clasp on the top to release her breasts. They bounced free into the moonlight, giving me full access to fill my hands with one and suck the other into my mouth. She cried out as I suckled her, arching her back to press further into my attention and spreading her thighs to encourage me to touch her. She wanted me to come closer and I had no intention of denying her.

  I positioned myself on my knees and grabbed her hips, pulling her forward so that she lifted up and braced herself in the sand. I pulled her closer until she positioned her hips into my lap and placed her legs on either side of me. The position opened her to me completely, making her vulnerable and exposed, yet she looked at me without even a glimmer of fear. There was trust in her eyes, blending with the passion and desire, and I stared into it as I plunged into her. Her head fell back as I filled her and she released sounds of pleasure that sent my arousal spiraling upward. She was supporting herself enough that I didn't need to use my hands for leverage, so I wrapped one arm around her hips and used the other hand to grasp one of her breasts so I could feel it move as I pound it into her at a feverish pace. A growl poured from my lips and I yanked her forward until she lifted her hands off of the ground and came forward to sit in my lap. Gabrielle's feet were planted on either side of me, allowing her to sit as she bounced harder. The warmth and slickness of her body was nothing short of euphoria and I gripped her tighter, increasing my pace. I caught her mouth in a desperate, crushing kiss and instantly felt her muscles clench around me. She cried out into my mouth and her body spasmed on my cock. I forced her down as hard as I could into my lap and roared in an orgasm that pulsed into the tight squeezes of her walls, pouring myself into her.

  When our bodies had begun to cool and relax, I eased her down into the sand. The dampness cooled us further, but the crash of the waves on our feet, rising up over our legs, seemed to waken my body again, I ran my hands over her body, exploring every inch of her, enjoying the feeling of her skin and the rise and fall of her breasts and stomach with each breath. She moaned softly as I touched her and I knew that her body was coming alive again just as mine was. I rolled over onto her, easing inside of her, and moaning into her kiss as she wrapped her arms and legs around me, holding me closely to her.

  Talon

  I felt the seafoam touching my toes as I stood behind Gabrielle on the beach. My body molded against hers, and I held her tightly against me as we stared out over the ocean. My hands cupped her breasts, filling my palms with her warm, pliant flesh. They were perfect and I never wanted to take my hands away from them. Her nipples tightened in response to my touch and she let out a happy sigh, pressing slightly into my hands. I eased us down so that we sat on the beach and felt her body trembling with desire and anticipation. I let my hands travel off of her breasts and down to the dip between her hip bones. They paused at the waistband of her bathing suit and I let my fingertips trail from hip bone to hip bone.

  "Kiss me," I whispered into her neck.

  Gabrielle turned her head and offered me her mouth, welcoming my tongue into her mouth and tangling it with hers. I let my hand slip into her bathing suit bottom and my fingertips glided through the petals of her core. She was already hot and wet, ready for my touch, and she gasped at the intensity of the sensation. It was not the first time that I had touched her, and yet somehow this felt different, as if what was building between us made each encounter more powerful.

  She lifted her hips and eased her bathing suit bottom down her legs and dropped it to the sand beside her. She was completely naked now, sitting between my legs and leaning back on me. Her body felt warm and lush against me and I wanted more of her skin. I took my hand reluctantly away from her just long enough so that I could undress and then took her in my arms again. She drew in a shuddering breath and I saw her eyes flutter closed.

  I pushed back slightly and leaned forward to run my tongue up her back. She gasped and I cradled her close again. I reveled in the silkiness of her body as I brushed my fingers across her taut nipples and then down to the softness of her inner thighs. My body was aching for her, but I took my time, wanting to appreciate her and every moment that I got to spend with her.

  I brought my hand between her thighs again and Gabrielle writhed as I explored her. I slid my fingertips over her butt and her thighs opened further, her hips lifting into my touch. Each of her movements pressed back against my cock, stroking me and bringing me into more intense desire. Her orgasm crashed over her suddenly and she gasped, lifting up off of the sand as her muscles clenched around my fingers and I pressed them deeply into her body. I felt like she had given over her trust to me and that made me want her even more. I groaned deep in my throat and withdrew my fingers from her, carefully turning her around so that I could lay her back on the sand. She gazed up at me, smiling lazily. Though her face looked softened and satisfied, I could still see the spark of hunger in her eyes and knew that she wasn't totally fulfilled. The sand around us was damp and cool, soothing the searing heat on our skin. I parted her legs and settled my hips between her thighs. For a moment, I just looked at her, allowing the tip of my cock to massage her, wanting to keep the pleasure rolling through her.

  She was still trembling with the last shocks of her climax, but she bent her knees, pulling them back to open herself more to me. I sank ful
ly into her and she wrapped her arms around me. I rolled my hips in long, slow strokes at first, massaging her, nurturing her as the sensation of our bodies melding into one overtook me. Everything around us distilled into purely sensory experiences. The sweet smell of Gabrielle's body blended into the smell of the salt from the water while the heat of her skin created an incredible contrast to the cool waves that washed up along our bodies. She ran her fingers through my hair and stared into my eyes, seeming to connect us in an even more powerful way than we ever had. I could feel myself falling for her. This was more than just the unbelievable, explosive passion of our bodies. This was something that transcended, that went beyond anything that I had felt before.

  I rocked my hips harder and faster, filling my mouth with her breast to muffle my sounds. Our climaxes hit at nearly the same moment so that her body held tightly to mine as I pulsed and spilled into her. I could feel her body drawing every drop deeper. I rested down onto her and let the waves glide along us, washing away the sand and sweat, cooling us, and relaxing us so that I nearly felt myself falling asleep in the sand. When I felt like I could move, I stood and scooped her up, carrying her toward the hammock that hung from two nearby trees. We climbed into it and lay back against the pillow, her body curled into mine. I stared up into the trees overhead as we swayed, finally allowing myself to drift into sleep.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Gabrielle

  "Seriously?" Talon asked as he sat down on the couch beside me. "This is what you want to watch?"

  I swung my legs over his lap and cuddled closer to Lucas as I leaned against his chest.

  "What?" I asked. "I love this show."