Bailey, Debbie - Sienna's Submission [Men of Kinsey] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Debbie Bailey

  Slowly and painfully, she got to her knees. “Well, little man.” She swung out blindly. “If you’re going to kill me, then get it over with because you are boring me to tears.”

  She couldn’t see him, but she knew he was moving in behind her. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, and at that moment Sienna heard a loud growl and felt Eric being pulled back from her. He still had her hair in his grip, so she was being pulled as well. When he let go, she scrambled to the wall and tried to stand. Her hips and legs were so bruised already she couldn’t, so she started dragging herself along the floor until she was grabbed again. Screaming and kicking and punching out at whoever was holding her, all Sienna knew was that she had to fight.

  “Baby...baby...it’s me, Sasha.” Sienna froze and at the realization that she was safe, she passed out.

  * * * *

  Pain, all she felt was pain. Every muscle in her body ached. Sienna panicked when she tried to open her eyes and couldn’t.

  She heard movement to her side and flinched when someone touched her.

  Eric. Maybe he had her tied up and blindfolded somewhere.

  “It’s okay, sweetheart, you’re safe now,” a familiar voice whispered in her ear. Mikhail.

  “Master,” she sighed and knew that she was probably in the hospital.

  She was too sore to move, but she could feel dampness on her face when Mikhail leaned in to gently kiss her cheek.

  “We’re sorry, Sienna. So sorry, we should never have left like that. We should have taken you with us.” Mikhail gently stroked her cheek and kissed her forehead. His voice was almost breaking as he continued, “We wanted to give you some time to think and to get something nice to make for dinner. We left a note on the counter, and we knew we wouldn’t be but a few minutes. We had no idea that Eric even knew where we lived.”

  Sasha came into the room then. She could tell by his scent. It was one of the ways she could tell them apart.

  “Mikhail, why the hell didn’t you tell me our little one was awake?” he snarled.

  “She just woke up, moron.” His brother laughed and moved to the side so he could see her.

  “Oh, my little one, how will you ever forgive us?” Sasha leaned over and kissed her gently on her swollen lips.

  “Nothing to forgive,” she croaked. “My fault…all my fault.” She cried softly and fell back into a fitful sleep.

  * * * *

  “Her fault…?” Sasha whispered to Mikhail, nodding his head toward the doorway.

  Exhausted, having spent almost every waking moment by Sienna’s bedside and only catching a catnap here and there, both men moved slowly to the nearest chairs.

  “How the hell does she figure this is her fault, Mikhail?” Sasha turned to his brother as he ran a weary hand down his face. “She was attacked in our home. The one place she should have been safe.”

  He could feel the rage inside his brother. Both men knowing, logically, that the only person responsible for this was in the prison ward in this same hospital.

  “I should have killed the bastard,” Sasha snarled.

  His brother grabbed him by the arm and swung him and slammed him up against the wall outside Sienna’s room. “What the fuck, Mikhail?”

  “You need to bring it down a notch, brother. I can feel the anger in you, and it’s not doing either of us any good. If either of us were to kill Eric, we would lose Sienna. You know this.” He pushed himself away from Sasha. “She would never forgive herself if you spent the rest of your life in prison. She needs us now more than ever, and it’s going to be a lot of hard work to bring her back from this. Are you with me on this, or do I have to take you out back and kick your ass like I did when we were kids?” Mikhail’s lips quirked in a small grin, knowing that Sasha would not do anything that would hurt Sienna any further.

  “Damn, you’re right, Mikhail. Let’s go and make sure our girl is comfortable, and then we should head back to the house for a quick shower and shave, ’cause, brother, you need it.” He laughed and headed back into the room.

  * * * *

  The next week was by far the most frustrating week she had ever had. The doctors wouldn’t release her until they were sure that there was no lasting brain injury. Mikhail and Sasha had almost lived in her hospital room, fussing and fighting over every little detail. And the food was, well, let’s just say the hospital needed to learn what salt was at least.

  Her bruises looked horrible still, but at least she could see out of her eyes again. Sasha and Mikhail had been wonderful through it all. Frustrating and annoying at times, but wonderful nonetheless.

  Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she walked across gingerly to the closet, grabbed the clothes that the boys had brought for her to wear home, and headed for the bathroom.

  Moving quickly was out of the question since her body still felt like it had been hit by a Mack truck.

  “Sienna? What the hell do you think you’re doing, little one?” Mikhail snarled.

  “I need to get dressed so that we can get me the hell out of here. I have kept you two away from the office long enough. I’m sure you’ll need time to find a new assistant and my apartment is probably covered in dust by now,” she grumbled back at him.

  Slowly, Mikhail walked toward her. She could feel his pull on her body even in its beat-up state.

  “No, little one, you are not going back to that cramped apartment.”

  Sienna opened her mouth to tell him he could stuff it, but before she could, Sasha came around beside her, whispering in her ear, “Don’t fight us on this one, baby. You won’t win, and we both have very little control left where you’re concerned.”

  “You have no one to care for you there, and besides, we haven’t finished our weekend yet.” Mikhail smiled, pulling her into his arms for a gentle hug.

  “You’re kidding me, right?” she cried. “I can’t stay with you, and I’m certainly in no shape to play your games!”

  Smiling and kissing the side of her head, Mikhail tenderly turned her in the direction of the bathroom and gently nudged her toward the door.

  “Go get dressed, baby. Don’t argue with us on this. We need to care for you. We need to have you close to us so we know that you’re safe. The security at the house has been doubled and all the locks are now coded. You won’t ever feel unsafe there again. We promise.”

  Sienna was in no shape to put up a huge fight about it. She’d go and stay with them for a couple of days, just until she could move around a little better, she told herself.

  Closing the door, she leaned back against it and let out the breath that she had been holding. Damn, how was she going to keep them from knowing how she felt if she was living at their house? Slowly moving to the toilet, she lifted her gown and sat down. When she went to get up, however, she realized that her muscles weren’t going to let her.

  Tears started streaming down her face as she tried again and again to stand up. Laying her face in her hands, she just sat there and cried.

  The door flew open within seconds, and both the men were standing in the doorway.

  “Baby doll, what it is?” Moving to kneel down in front of her, Sasha tried to pull her hands away. “C’mon now, you can tell us anything. If you really don’t want to go to the house, then we’ll set you up in a hotel suite for awhile until you feel more comfortable.” But she just seemed to cry harder.

  * * * *

  Looking up at his brother, he could see the pain in his eyes. They hated seeing her like this. She was so strong inside, probably the strongest woman that either of them knew.

  Sasha stepped out of the way after Mikhail tapped his shoulder.

  “Sienna…? Little one, I want you to stop crying right now and tell us what it is that we have done and how we can fix it.”

  Grabbing some toilet paper, she wiped her nose and looked up at Mikhail. “I can’t get up,” she whispered almost inaudibly.

  “You can’t get up? That’s why you’re upset.” A smile spread across
Mikhail’s face.

  “It’s not funny, you ass,” she grumbled at them.

  “I know, baby, I’m sorry,” he said, putting one arm under her legs and the other around her shoulder, lifting her as if she were light as a feather.

  “We just thought you were upset with us.”

  Kissing her cheek, he felt his heart soar when she snuggled closer to him, placing one hand on his chest.

  “I need to get dressed, Mikhail, but I don’t know if I can do it on my own,” she said against him.

  Mikhail gently transferred her into Sasha arms as they shifted to set her down on the bed. Quickly, Sasha turned and locked the door and then stood in front of her.

  “You just sit right there, sweet pea, and we’ll take care of everything.” That said, he gently removed her nightgown, careful not to shift her around too much. Then Mikhail was back beside her, taking her arms one at a time and wiping them down with warm soap and water. He continued on until he had tenderly washed all of her. Sasha came back with a towel, patting her dry as his brother dropped her clothes on the bed beside her.

  Realizing that she was sitting in front of them with no clothes on, Mikhail noticed that she had started to blush and was trying to cover herself with her hands.

  “None of that, baby, we’ve already seen it all and enjoy the view immensely,” Mikhail murmured in her ear. “There’s no need to be embarrassed, but you do have the most beautiful blush that I have ever seen, I must say.”

  * * * *

  He smiled and started pulling her clothes on. Piece by piece, they dressed her, not saying a word, but as she watched them, Sienna noticed their hands shook a little and there was sweat starting to bead on their foreheads.

  “I’m sorry to be so much trouble, guys. As soon as I can move a little better, I’ll move back to my place”

  They just smiled and finished what they were doing, and then Mikhail unlocked the door and went to get the doctor.

  Since she hadn’t really gotten a good look at their place when she came there the first time, she wanted to make sure she did this time. She wanted to memorize everything about the place so that when the whole thing between them was over, she could lie in her bed with BOB, her battery operated boyfriend, and remember it all.

  When they pulled up in front, Mikhail got out and told Sienna not to move until he came back.

  Sasha grabbed the few things that they had brought her in the hospital while Mikhail ran and punched in the front door code. Running back, he opened the door and picked her up to carry into the house.

  “Mikhail, I can walk you know.” She laughed.

  “Doc says you have to stay off your feet for awhile. Then after that we’ll see, but until then we can take you wherever you need to go, little one.” He kissed her lips gently and then moved into the house.

  He carried her right upstairs and into a bedroom that she had never seen before. It was massive. Everything in it seemed doubled in size. This must be one of their rooms, she thought, smiling to herself. Mikhail laid her gently in the center of the large bed and climbed up beside her.

  Sasha had already put her things in the drawers and closet and told her that once she felt better she could write out a list of things that she wanted from her apartment and they would go and get them.

  “We’ve had the place changed a little so you would be more comfortable,” Mikhail said as he started to undress her.

  “All the phones in the house have been programmed with all our numbers at work and our cells. Just press the corresponding number, and it dials through directly. That goes for both our offices here at the house as well.”

  Sasha scrambled up on the other side of the bed, taking her hand, raising it to his lips, and gently kissing it.

  “We don’t want you to leave this room for the next few days. One of us will be in the house with you at all times. Just pick up the phone and call if you need anything.”

  Sienna sat there, stunned at what they had done just for her. The guilt she felt weighed on her heavily. How could she ever repay them for all their kindness?

  She was overwhelmed at everything and couldn’t help it when tears started to form. She tried not to let them see, but it was no use.

  “Oh, sweetheart, don’t cry. We can’t stand it when you cry. What can we do for you? Anything, just name it.”

  “Oh, god, how can I ever repay you for all this, it’s too much.” The tears continued to flow down her cheeks. Sniffing, she took the tissue that one of them handed her and blew her nose. “You shouldn’t have done all of this. It’s not right.”

  “Of course it’s right, baby!” Sasha gently helped to wipe the tears away and lay her down on the bed. “You are the most important thing in the world to us. You are our heart.” When she would have protested, he placed a finger over her lips and continued.

  “We know you don’t believe us right now, and we know that there is so much we need to make up for, but I promise you we will. We’ll show you just how much we love you if you just give us the chance.”

  His lips gently fastened on hers, and everything else seemed to be so unimportant after that. Mikhail removed the jogging pants that they had brought for her to wear from the hospital. They were easy to get in and out of, and with the bruising to her legs, she needed every advantage right now. It also made it much easier for them to get her naked.

  Slowly, they removed the rest of her clothes, and Mikhail came back to the bed with a beautiful pink satin nightgown. Lifting her arms and her lower body, they were able to get the gown on without causing her any pain.

  “It’s beautiful, guys. I know it’s really silly, but pink has always been one of my favorite colors.”

  Sitting beside her on the bed, careful not to jostle her around, Mikhail cupped her cheek and leisurely ran his thumb over her bottom lip, their eyes locked together.

  “We know a lot more about you than you think we do, little one, but right now you need to rest, so lie down and close those big eyes, and when you wake up, we’ll answer any question that you want to ask us.”

  Sienna was feeling very tired. The drive from the hospital coupled with the emotional toll that the last week had wrought was finally catching up with her.

  Closing her eyes, she couldn’t seem to let go of either of the men’s hands. “Don’t leave me please,” she whispered as they lay beside her. “Stay with me until I fall asleep.”

  Hearing those few words from her almost broke both men. She’d always been exceptionally strong, and seeing her so hurt was killing them.

  “We’re not going anywhere, my love,” Mikhail whispered as he kissed her temple.

  “We will be with you for the rest of your life, baby doll.” Sasha gently kissed and stroked her bruised cheek.

  “Mmm…love you both!” she said as she drifted off.

  The twins looked at each other over their sleeping beauty. “Did you hear that, Mikhail? Did you hear what she said…?” The smile on Sasha’s face seemed to go from ear to ear, and Mikhail’s was just about as wide.

  “Yea…I heard her, bro. Now let’s make sure that we show her all the love she can handle, and then maybe she’ll be able to say it while she’s awake.”

  They both chuckled at the thought.

  Sienna awoke feeling incredibly warm and comfortable. The light peeking through the break in the curtains told her that she’d slept right through the night. She had her head resting on Mikhail’s chest, and Sasha was curled against her back.

  They’d stayed with her. They hadn’t left even after she had fallen asleep.

  Gently lifting herself off of Mikhail, she looked at his sleeping face. He was so handsome, so dominant. Even in his sleep, he kept her close to him.

  Sasha was just as bad. He had her hips pulled against him, and his head rested on her back, enclosing her in his arms.

  “How are you feeling, little one?” The question came from Mikhail, whose eyes were now open and looking directly at her. They shone with warmth and desire, maki
ng her feel like she was theirs. If only it could be true.

  “Still really stiff and sore, but I think that a hot bath might help. If you could help me with that, I would greatly appreciate it.” She smiled, knowing that if they didn’t help her, she was going to be in a world of hurt doing it herself.

  “Hmmm…how appreciative, sweet pea.” Mikhail smiled and cupped the back of her neck, slowly bringing her mouth down to his.

  His kiss was like touching the sun; hot, demanding, and full of fire.

  Groaning, he opened her mouth with his tongue, demanding entrance. His tongue played with hers, eliciting a whimper from her as he lifted her gently on top of him.

  “Hey,” Sasha whined, now fully awake. “She was nice and soft and warm to cuddle with.”

  “I know, but she wants a bath and says she’ll be very grateful to us if we run it for her.” Mikhail looked over at his brother and winked.

  “Grateful, huh! How grateful, baby doll?”

  Gently, Mikhail moved his hands down to her hips and rocked her back and forth over his bulging erection. It seemed he was always hard around her, and seeing her all sleep-mussed and in the gown that he and his brother had picked out for her made him even harder.

  “Mikhail…” Sasha punched him in the arm. “I’ll go run her a bath, and you get her ready, and remember that she is injured, will ya?” He laughed and headed off to the bathroom.

  “Oh, little one”—he smiled up at her—“if you weren’t so bruised and sore, I would have already been inside you and you would be riding me until you screamed.”

  * * * *

  Sasha leaned against the doorframe, watching the interaction between his brother and their woman. It not only warmed his heart but made his cock as hard as a rock. He could feel the love that Mikhail was feeling, but he could also sense the hesitation. He knew what Mikhail’s concerns were. He was worried that she wouldn’t be able to go back to being their submissive because of the attack.