Trent waited for her slight nod before placing the blindfold over her eyes and tying it firmly behind her head. With a nod to Caden, his brother wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her up slightly, letting Trent wrap the harness around her thighs and one strap around her back. Adjusting the height, he brought her to the perfect position and then concentrated on looping the ankle holders closely around her skin, again, making sure she was comfortable. Stepping back, he took in the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. The strap around her back afforded her the ability to lean back and not be hanging by her wrists, while the thigh and ankle loops kept her open for him. She was still in an upright position, which was perfect for what he and Caden had planned.
Trent slowly undressed, watching his brother touch and caress Lauren’s body. And while he knew she was trying her best to let them love her, there was still tension radiating from her body. Wanting to take all of her anxiety away, Trent donned a condom and then passed one to Caden, along with a tube of lubricant.
Once he was in front of her, Trent used his finger to trace a path from her ankle to her exposed pussy, which was open to his view. She was so wide spread, there was nothing to keep her rose petals closed, and inside was the perfect swollen clit he’d sucked on this morning. He noticed Caden’s hands had come around her and were now rolling her nipples in between his fingers. Lauren’s mouth was open, almost as if she were silently moaning, and when he looked back down, her cream leaked out, slowly making its way down to her dark hole. Her submission was breathtaking.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
Chapter Fourteen
Lauren was so scared to lose the intimacy they had created over the last few days that she couldn’t bring herself to say “stop.” They had forged their way underneath her skin, through her body, and into her heart. For once in her life, she didn’t think of her mother or the risks involved. She wanted this. She wanted them.
Being so open and so exposed made Lauren feel defenseless, so she did the only thing she could—she turned her body over to Trent and Caden. Caden had yet to break contact with her back, for which she was grateful. She needed them to touch her, to hold her, to catch her—just like they promised.
Caden’s fingers pressed more firmly to her nipples, causing her back to arch and press herself against his hands. He didn’t let up, and knowing this was when she would have reached for his hands, she could do nothing but let him give her the pleasure he intended. The firm pinch had her yelling out, trying to lift her hips. The zing went straight from his fingers and into her core. Her pussy had nothing to grab onto, and an ache was starting to grow.
She knew it was Trent’s fingers that were tracing lines up and down her legs but not touching her where she needed to be touched. Without warning, Trent’s lips closed directly over her clit and he sucked. She screamed. Never in her life had she felt such intense pleasure, everywhere on her body. To have her direct nerve points being stimulated without her having any way to slow down the ecstasy was too much to bear, and the only release Lauren had was her voice.
Right when Lauren would have toppled over the edge of the sweet precipice, Trent pulled back and Caden’s fingers let go of her nipples. The sudden stop of stimulus had her body almost in convulsions. It physically hurt so bad to be left untouched. Before she could gather enough air to form a protest, Trent’s and Caden’s hands resumed their touch on her skin, everywhere, and there wasn’t a place they missed. Instead of those main places being the center of pleasure, her entire body now played a part in the act. Ever so slowly, while their fingers stroked her skin for what seemed an indefinite amount of time, Lauren felt herself slide into a place that was indescribable.
Physically, Lauren felt Trent enter her, nothing to stop him from sliding all the way in. Time seemed to stand still, while Caden placed the tip of his cock at her anus. Trent pulled out, and because she still felt mentally suspended, she didn’t even flinch when Caden broke through her sphincter, her body accepting him like there was no other place he should be.
Trent and Caden alternated entering her body, while their hands continued their tender touch. There wasn’t a place on her body that didn’t feel covered by their love. There wasn’t a place inside her heart that was left exposed to the cold she had set her emotional temperature to—they had shattered the thermometer and, instead, covered her heart with the blanket of their security.
Lauren gave herself over to them—heart, body, and soul. Like the place she adored in between sleeping and waking up, her mind floated to that space with not a care in the world, knowing her men would take care of her. Over and over, they increased their pace physically, while the loving words and tender touches stole over her emotionally.
They carried her response as high as they could, until Lauren finally felt as if she was one with them. The three of them connected, physically and emotionally, made Lauren’s body snap. Suspended, her entire body convulsed between them, while they continued to make her ride a wave of euphoria.
* * * *
Caden had never experienced anything like what had just transpired between the three of them in his life. To feel Lauren finally accept their trust, their protection, and their love was beyond poignant.
Lauren lay limp against him, while Trent unhooked the harness and unclipped each buckle around her limbs. Caden never let go and swung her up into his arms when the last one was released. Holding her close against his chest, he walked over to the bed and gently laid her down.
Trent had gone into the bathroom and came out with a couple of warm washcloths. He must have taken care of himself already, since he had removed his condom. Caden took a cloth and removed his rubber, wiping himself down as Trent soothingly wiped Lauren clean. By the time Trent was done and removing her blindfold, Lauren had started to cry. Caden slipped onto the bed beside her and gathered her up in his arms, all the while murmuring comforting words.
“We’ve got you, honey.” Caden held her tight, waiting for Trent to climb in beside them, knowing she needed to feel Trent as well. “We’re both here and aren’t going anywhere.”
Her body had just had an intense physical release, but Caden knew she never would have achieved that if she hadn’t let herself emotionally open up to everything they were offering her. To go from being so closed off to love and then having that part of her exposed, Caden knew she must be emotionally exhausted. Lauren was sobbing heavily now, to the point Caden was starting to worry. He rocked her slightly back and forth, feeling better when Trent lay down beside them.
“Lauren, breathe,” Trent ordered, placing his hand on her cheek to pull her face out of Caden’s neck. Caden could tell that Trent was as concerned as he was when Lauren couldn’t stop crying. It hurt him to see her in so much pain, although he knew this was exactly what she needed. A dam had burst, allowing all those festered walls to come tearing down.
“I-I don’t k-know why I’m c-crying,” Lauren sobbed, trying to pull away from Trent. When Trent wouldn’t let her look away, she continued, “I-I never c-cry.”
Trent reached over to the nightstand and pulled some tissue out of a box. Bringing it to her face, he gently wiped her tears and had her blow in the tissue like a child. She never protested, which made Caden smile. They were definitely making progress.
“Lauren, why did you tell Trent that love can’t exist?” Caden asked, knowing they needed to face her fears head-on. Yes, she emotionally and physically had accepted them, but they needed to know to make sure she never had the ability to shut them out again.
“You w-weren’t there, Caden.” Lauren hiccupped, shaking her head at some imaginary scene that he or Trent couldn’t see. “Sh-she waited for him. She thought h-he loved her, but he d-didn’t love any of us.”
“Your mother?” Trent asked, wiping Lauren’s hair away from her face.
“Y-yes.” Lauren took a deep breath like Trent instructed and closed her eyes in what Caden assumed was an effort to gain composure. “I wasn’t even ten when my fath
er left. My mother swore he wouldn’t abandon us and that he had no choice but to leave because someone found out we were Nobles. Every day, for hours and hours, she would try to use her power to find him. But she wasn’t strong like me and couldn’t pick up his energy.”
Caden knew where this was going and closed his eyes at the pain Lauren must have felt when she found her father. A little girl, trying to take care of a lost mother and a needy brother, had learned falsely at a young age that love couldn’t exist—all because her father was a piece-of-shit scumbag who only looked out for himself.
“How old were you when she died, Lauren?” Trent asked, still stroking her cheek.
“I was seventeen,” Lauren whispered, closing her eyes and probably taking herself back to that painful time. “She just withered away, but I couldn’t burst her bubble that her husband left because he simply wanted to.”
“How long had you known he didn’t want a family?” Caden asked, bringing her more securely up against his chest, so that the back of her head could rest against his shoulder. He didn’t need to look into her face to know how heartwrenching it was to tell her story. Trent was watching her expressions to make sure she was handling these memories in a healthy way. He just wanted to make sure his arms made her feel secure.
“I was fourteen when my powers started to surface. By the time I was sixteen, I realized my ability was ten times as strong as my mother’s. I could not only touch an object to feel their energy, but it didn’t matter how long had passed since they left their imprint. Once I had the general vicinity down, and was closer to the person, I was able to find exactly where they were.”
Lauren was breathing a lot easier now and had relaxed against him. Caden cherished the trust she was placing in them, and visions of the future swarmed his mind. He had to close his eyes for a moment at the strong emotions that overcame him. Opening them, he saw that Trent was feeling the same way.
“I tried it on him and found that he was living in Vegas, trying to blend in with the people. I told my mother I was going on a field trip with the school and borrowed Theo’s car. We had been friends for some time, and he lived out on a farm with a lot of Noble teenagers who were struggling. He didn’t question why I needed a vehicle, and he just handed me the keys. He told me if I needed any kind of help, to just call him.”
“But you didn’t?” Trent finally lay down on the pillow, his face close to Lauren’s. Caden had yet to loosen his grip on her, wanting her to know he would always hold her close.
“No. There was no need to call Theo. I found my father in a dive on the strip. He didn’t even know who I was, didn’t recognize me at all. I walked up to him, told him I was the daughter he abandoned, and asked if he’d ever loved my mother.”
“Lauren—” Trent said, only to be cut off when Lauren continued over him.
“He said that he had never signed up for a family. It was my mother who begged and pleaded with him to have children. That he gave in to shut her up. Then he continued on about how naïve she was to believe he had ever loved her—who could love a Noble whose power couldn’t help them make money?”
Caden and Trent just lay with her, holding her, knowing that there was no words that could make what had happened all right. Nothing could justify what her father said to her in that pivotal moment. Lauren went on to explain that she had found out what she needed to know and drove home. But upon arriving, she didn’t have the heart to tell her mother how cruel the man she loved was, or that his soul was as black as coal.
Eventually, the night had taken its toll and Lauren’s eyes closed, her breathing evening out. Caden and Trent didn’t speak. There was nothing to say. They realized how lucky they were that Lauren had chosen to trust them instead of running. She had placed her heart in their hands, and it was their job, from here to eternity, to make sure it was never harmed. They would forever keep their promise.
Epilogue
Two months later, Lauren found herself in the same room in which she had accepted the love from her men and opened her heart to a future. Only this time, she was draped over a black spanking bench, with her arms and legs secured in the two squares on either side of the long, narrow seat. Her breasts fit perfectly where the leather curved in, letting them dangle without being compressed.
Her mind drifted back over the past weeks. So much had changed, yet so many things had stayed the same. She was now moved in with Trent and Caden, the three of them planning a civil ceremony where they would commit their love to each other in front of their family and friends. Lauren had come to terms that her mother had not been a strong woman, and although she wished things had been different, she couldn’t live her life in fear she would become like her mother. Trent and Caden had shown her that life was meant to be lived, not spent in hiding from the future because of the past.
Mace and Victoria were now at Haven, with Theo and Jagger, searching for Victoria’s birth parents. Lauren had yet to find out exactly what Mace’s past consisted of, or that of his family, but knew he was relieved to be at the compound in Colorado. Trent, Caden, and Lauren had already spoken of having their ceremony in Haven, and Victoria had taken over most of the preparations, much to Lauren’s relief. She had been too busy letting herself learn about Trent and Caden’s lifestyle.
Wham!
“Ow!”
“That was a love tap,” Trent said, sliding his hand over her left cheek, rubbing the sting that he was responsible for.
Lauren couldn’t stop the groan that escaped her throat. If that was a love tap, what would the other nine be like that she had racked up? Once Lauren had opened herself up and met the people who were part of Plantation X, she couldn’t stem her curiosity. Little by little, Trent and Caden showed her their lifestyle, and she admitted the aspect of BDSM appealed to her. She couldn’t bring herself to play in public and, honestly, probably never would. But Trent and Caden respected her boundaries and loved showing her what being submissive in the bedroom could do for her. It was liberating, freeing, and gave her a sense of security she had never known.
“Why are you receiving ten swats in your spanking?” Trent asked, his voice going stern the way she loved when she was in this position.
“I thought we were at nine?” Lauren asked, forgetting their roles for a brief minute and then smiling when he gave her another love tap. So maybe she was disobedient on purpose just to see how far she could push them. She was starting to enjoy these “punishments.”
“Those were free, honey,” Caden said, coming around to stand in front of her. He was naked, with his cock right in front of her face, so she lifted her chin so that it was sitting on the edge of the spanking bench. He leaned down, much to her disappointment, taking with him what she wanted to taste. He brought his hands up, his finger reaching for her nipples. Immediately, they pebbled underneath his tutelage and she had to close her eyes when he gave them a tug, sending the penetrating signal straight down to her clit. “I think Trent asked you a question, honey.”
Lauren struggled to remember, having a hard time concentrating with Caden rolling her nipples in between his fingers and doing delicious things to them. What had Trent asked her? Oh, yeah, why she was getting ten swats.
“Because I walked into a hostage situation without waiting for backup,” Lauren managed to get out. Trying to form words when Caden was tormenting her nipples was almost downright impossible.
“The next time an ex-husband takes his wife, and you use your power to find her, what are you going to do?” Trent asked, still caressing her backside where the sting was now subsiding.
“I’m going to call the detective in charge and wait for him—ahhhh—to arrive at the scene before I go in,” Lauren stuttered, momentarily distracted when Caden pulled hard on her nipples.
“I think you need to revise that statement,” Trent warned, his stroking becoming firmer, giving her a forewarning of what was about to happen.
“Fine,” Lauren managed to croak out, feeling Trent’s fingers slide lower to
her folds, which were dripping wet. “I’m going to call the detective in charge, let him go in and handle the situation.”
“Much better,” Trent said approvingly, his finger pressing inside of her and seeking out that place that made her want to come in the fastest way possible.
Caden stood up, his cock now in front of her lips. Lauren found she loved to look at them. To see that drop of pre-cum on the end of their shafts that made her know they weren’t as unaffected as they let on. His erection bobbed in front of her, and she couldn’t help but stick her tongue out and capture the dew that was about to fall. When it landed on her tongue, his essence spread over her taste buds, and she longed for more. He must have sensed her need, for Caden stroked her hair and leaned forward. Opening her mouth, she accepted him.
“If you bite him, you’ll get double the smacks,” Trent warned, pulling his finger out. With no warning, his open palm came down across her right cheek. While it wasn’t too hard, it still caused a fire to burn, and she had no doubt he left a handprint. “One.”
Lauren ran her tongue on the underside of his shaft, loving the velvety smoothness of his skin. She wished she could suck him all the way in, but Lauren had to wait until he decided to put more of himself inside her mouth. Even though it frustrated her to know that she was at their mercy, she loved the freedom it gave her to just feel.
Whack!
“Two.” Trent’s other hand came down, obviously feeling her juices flowing because he used it to circle around her clit. She tried to move her hips to see if maybe she could get him to rub it by accident, but her body was held too securely to the bench.
Throughout the other eight wallops, Caden and Trent never stopped touching her, never stopped sending her senses into overload, and never made her feel as if she wasn’t their sole focus. By the time the spanking ended, they had her on the verge of a climax that was a combination of both a physical and emotional release.
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