Micki patted Brooke’s shoulder. “You’re a tough woman, but you’re not a bloodliner. With no magic or immortal duo by your side, the last thing you need is to face demons. Besides, your baby is all you need to worry about right now.”
Brooke had never said why David had brought her to the Ranch, and Eve had never asked. Now she knew. She carried Eric’s baby, a bloodliner baby. She didn’t want to think about what someone like Irkon would do with such a child.
“Let’s all sit down,” Brooke requested.
The three of them took a seat.
“I’m glad to see you again, Micki.” Eve meant it.
“Brooke tells me that you’re having trouble binding with Nash and Kronos.”
“Yes. May I ask you some questions about your binding?”
“That’s why I’m here. I bet that between us, we can figure this out. We’re three smart women. These immortal men think they know everything because they’ve lived so long. Can you believe that? But at the end of the day, there still just men.”
They all laughed.
Eve turned to her cousin. “Does your bloodline power put off a red light?”
“It did at first, but it’s changed. I didn’t realize it at the time, but later I noticed.”
“What does it look like now?”
“I call it a rainbow, but it really isn’t that since it doesn’t shape into an arch unless I form it that way. It actually vibrates with every color imaginable.”
Micki can control her bloodline magic, but I can’t.
“So when did the red become the rainbow? After binding to Jared and Bradley?”
“Yes. The very first night together.”
The very first night! Eve put her head in her hands. “There really is no hope for me for a life with Kro and Nash.”
One more night with her two immortals, then they’d be gone from her forever. Her body shook uncontrollably at the realization.
She heard Micki stand up and walk next to her. “It’s not time to give up yet.”
Exhausted and defeated, she felt new tears soak her fingertips. “We’ve tried everything. I don’t know what else I can do. The last few times with them, my bloodline magic didn’t even manifest itself.”
Brooke’s voiced softly, “I don’t know much about immortal or bloodline magic, but I do know that no man knows the works about what makes a woman’s heart tick. Eric knew more than his fair share, but he didn’t know everything.”
The last sentence seemed to get caught in Brooke’s throat.
Eve ached for Brooke’s loss. Eric had died trying to find a way to extend his life. Death came early for bloodliners unless they were permanently bound to two immortals. Being a bloodliner was a curse not a gift.
“Eve, it will work for you. It’s just going to take you more time.”
“I don’t have that luxury. David comes back tomorrow. That’s all the time he gave Nash, Kronos, and I. It worked so much easier for you, Jared, and Bradley.”
“So? Like Brooke said, we’re women. We all tick differently. And David’s experiments don’t always work. He tried them on my brother, and they failed. We’re not guinea pigs for him to put through one of his mazes.”
“Tell me how you did it.” Eve looked up at her cousin, hoping to learn something she could use with Nash and Kro.
“I don’t really know. That first night blew me away. I came to look for Eric at Zone Three, not love. I’d played my entire life on the safe side, never taking risks. Whatever relationships I did have before never amounted to much. With Jared and Bradley, I took the leap. I guess I was open to love.”
“I want to be, too, but I’m not sure how to be.”
“Do you love them?” Brooke asked.
Eve closed her eyes and brought up images of Nash and Kro. “Yes. Absolutely.”
“So, what’s stopping you?” Micki probed.
Tears flew down her cheeks. “I’m afraid of losing them.”
* * * *
Nash looked at the other three immortals around the table, each looking as perplexed as he felt.
Bradley thrummed the table with his fingers. Jared rubbed his chin. Kronos cleaned his pistol. He paced.
When he came to the wall, he hit it with his fist, leaving a large indention in the concrete.
Bradley stood up, went to the cooler, and grabbed another beer. “There’s got to be an answer to this. What are we missing?”
Nash’s frustration mounted. David would be back soon, and he and Kronos weren’t even a millimeter closer to binding with Eve than their very first tripling six days ago. With the stepped attacks from the Dark, he worried they would find the Ranch soon. Fuck!
“What about her thoughts. Can you hear them?” Jared asked.
“Only bits and pieces and only during sex.” Kronos looked up from his task. “How about you, Nash?”
“I could hear her thoughts a little more clearly when I caught her alone, pleasuring herself.”
Jared turned to him. “The same time you saw her bring up her red energy, right?”
“Yes, Jared.” He hit the wall with his fist, leaving a deep indention in the concrete. “It looked just like Gwyneth’s.”
Nash’s blood boiled at the thought of seeing Jared in the Dark’s cave two hundred years ago. He’d never forget that night, the night of her murder. When he and several hundred other Alliance warriors had busted into the darklings’ lair to battle the demon prince and his brood, Nash had zeroed in on Gwyneth’s lifeless body, surrounded by the last flickers of her red energy snuffing out, and Jared, his former mentor and commander, on top of her.
The bastard had killed Gwyneth, and Nash had watched her bloodline fire snuff out. Terrok, the demon prince, had fallen into the Ether with a scream. Nash had rushed to send Jared with him, but David had held him back.
Gwyneth had been Nash’s charge. He should’ve protected her from such a fate, but he’d failed her. He couldn’t fail Eve.
Jared nodded. “You have every right to hate me, Nash.”
“Don’t flatter yourself. Easing your guilt won’t come from me.”
“I didn’t expect it to.”
“Will you two shut up! I don’t give a damn whether you bury the hatchet or don’t.” Kronos’s eyes narrowed. “This is about Eve and no one else.”
“You’re right,” Nash agreed. “Tell us more about your binding with Micki, Jared.”
* * * *
Eve stepped back into the room, and Nash grabbed her, pulling her arms behind her back.
Oh my God!
“I’ve had enough of your resistance, little one. You will open up tonight and bind to us, no matter what it takes. Kronos, get the clamps and cuffs out of the case.”
Dampness heated her thighs. She trembled and held her breath. This was make-or-break time, and Nash and Kro were going to pull out all the stops. She prayed it would work. The talk with Micki and Brooke gave her hope. All she needed was to trust in them and in herself to build a future together.
Early on, Kro had given her a safe word, Pirate. She’d come close to using it a time or two. Tonight, nothing they could do would make her utter a single syllable. Win or lose, she’d give them everything she was able to give—body, mind, and hopefully heart.
“Here, Nash.” Kro stepped up in front of her and handed the requested items over her shoulder to Nash. Then he leaned in until her nose touched his. “You will surrender. Don’t doubt that.”
Kro’s eyes and tone spoke more about his underlying will to succeed than did his words.
She couldn’t imagine being with anyone but her two immortals, but if they failed, tomorrow David would bring in others to fuck her.
After her talk with Micki, she knew that the obstacle keeping her from binding was her fear of losing them. She trusted Nash and Kronos more than anyone, but she couldn’t give herself over completely. Things happened. People left and died. Even immortals didn’t stay forever. She tried to shove the negative thoughts away. She wanted to connect to them, to
surrender. Please let it happen!
Eve felt Nash attach a cuff to each of her wrists. Next, he raised her arms up, attaching the cuffs to a single massive hook that hung from a chain in the ceiling. Being restrained like this let her feet touch the floor, but she could barely bend her knees. What did he have in mind? Heat rolled through her gut down to her channel, stoking the fire deep inside.
Kronos waved his hand, and her clothes vanished. Warm air hit her skin, yet she still trembled.
Nash stepped out from behind her into view. “Eve, new rule.”
Oh my God! She watched as he toyed with the tit clamps meant for her. Her heart pounded fast.
“The new rule is that you will speak whatever thought comes into your mind. Every single one. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Open up verbally to us.” Kronos cupped her chin. “Once you do that, we can get you the rest of the way to submission.”
She watched his gaze wander down to her breasts. Her nipples hardened, and her chest lifted as if his stare commanded them. She longed for his fingers on her little berries.
“Speak up, Eve. What do you want?” Nash ordered.
Her mouth went bone dry. She couldn’t find her voice.
Smack! “Now!”
With the sting of his hand, her ache multiplied. She closed her eyes. “Please, Sirs. I want you to touch me.”
Kronos asked, “Where exactly?”
“My chest. Please touch my chest.”
“Just your chest?” Nash’s tone stiffened.
“No.” She opened her eyes and found both men still dressed. She frowned.
“You’re pouting. Why?”
“I don’t know, Sir.”
Smack! She bit her lip, as the slap sent a shiver up her spine.
“Every thought, little one. Don’t hold back. Why did you frown?”
“I’m naked. I want you both naked, too, Sir.”
“Good girl.” Nash’s lips curled up. “We know you like looking at us stripped.”
“You do.”
“Yes, but tonight you have to let go of whatever is holding you back from us.”
Overcome, she didn’t know if she could find the right thing to say—or even if mere words could express the depth of her emotions. How could she convey the fears and heartache that chained her from reaching for the promise of happiness when she didn’t even understand it herself?
“I-I know. I’m trying.” Her voice shook in her throat.
“We know, sweet girl. We’ll get you there, I promise.”
“Sweetheart,” Kronos whispered in her ear. “We’ll strip when we know you’re ready.”
“We’ll touch you when we please, and not before,” Nash whispered in her other ear.
“We’ll paddle that cute ass when you need it.”
“We’ll let you suck our cocks when we’re good and ready.”
“Oh my God! Please, Sirs! You’re driving me wild with your talk.”
Nash nodded. “We’ve only just begun, my love.”
My love? Had he ever said that to her before? No. She would’ve remembered.
A river of emotions poured out of her. They wanted her, and she them. What more could a woman want? Hope burned bright.
Chapter 14
Nash leaned down and moved Eve’s feet shoulder-width apart with the crop he held. David would be at the Ranch very soon. Every second mattered now. Time was almost up. He clenched his jaw. He couldn’t fail her.
“Please, I beg you. I can’t stand you two not touching me, Sirs.”
“Keep talking, little one. Ask for whatever you want. Even though you don’t get to decide when or how, I still want to hear you. Every word you utter helps Kronos and I to get to the bottom of your hesitation.”
“Okay. But what if it doesn’t work tonight? What if I fall short, Sir?”
Nash sent the crop to her round ass. Smack!
“You won’t be the one failing. That’s too much responsibility for you to carry alone, my love. This angel and I will do what needs to be done. We will succeed.” We must.
He stood back and took in his handiwork. Eve’s naked frame roused his cock to full length and loaded his balls up to the max.
With her arms stretched over her head and her legs parted, her body stood completely open for him and Kronos.
Eve wiggled, causing the chain to rattle. “If your hands aren’t on me soon, Sirs, I think I’ll die.”
He craved to touch her until he thought he might go mad. But she needed him to stay in control. Keep it together. He couldn’t let her know how worried he really was.
Kronos pushed her hair out of her eyes, and reassured, “You won’t die, sweetheart.”
Nash added, “You will be punished for holding back. You’ve made us suffer for the past few days and nights. Now, it’s your turn. It’s for your own good, little one.”
Eve squirmed. God, he wanted to move his mouth over her body and explore every detail of her warm, soft flesh. But not yet. He would have to use every ounce of willpower to withhold himself, until she bared herself completely to him. He must avoid the pitfalls of her excuses and pleas…no matter how hard it hurt him.
“I’m going to put these clamps on her nipples. Eve, you’ve had clamps on you before, but not like these.” Previously, Nash had used nipple clamps on Eve in order to free up his and Kronos’s hands for other parts of her body, while keeping the sensitivity high on her areolas. Tonight was different, though.
Kronos asked, “What’s special about them?”
“They have batteries in them and will send a quick shock to her plump little nubs whenever you or I press this remote.” He held a silver control up for her to see.
Her eyes widened, the hazel looking a bit more green than normal. “What will cause you to do that, Sir?”
“Disobedience. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Nash tested the pressure of each clamp on his skin between his thumb and index finger. The tension was perfect. He leaned in a half inch from her left breast and let out a long exhale, warming the nipple up. He did the same to its twin. He watched her tiny bits of flesh harden up more. God, he wanted to taste them.
He latched the clamps onto her breasts. Eve closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side.
“Tell me what it feels like.”
“Tight, Sir.”
“How’s the pain?”
“Okay, even pleasurable, Sir.”
“Nash, we haven’t used this on her yet.” Kronos held up the clit clamp with the little bell.
“You’re right. You know how to put it on?”
“No.”
“You want me to put it on her, or do you want to?”
“I want to. Talk me through it.” The angel’s hesitation for this type of sexual experimentation had completely vanished over the last few days.
“Just place the rubber-tipped ends on either side of her clit.” Nash watched Eve’s toes curl as Kronos attached the clamp to her.
“Like that?”
“Yes. Now, when the bell rings, we know she’s responding to us.”
“So, she gets pleasure if I tap the bell like this.”
The angel flicked the bell. Eve moaned and licked her lips. God, she was so beautiful.
“Yes, she does.” Nash felt his balls fill up, watching her fist the sheets. “Let’s get started.”
Eve’s eyes popped open. “I thought we were already started, Sir.”
Ignoring her, Nash nodded. You’ve got the paddle, Kronos?
Yes?
“My love, we want you to stop thinking and just start reacting. I’m going to ask you some questions. You’re going to answer them truthfully. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“What is your name?”
“You know my name.”
The angel swung, and the paddle slapped her ass. She bit her lip, and Nash sensed her want rising.
“That wasn’t a correct answer. What is y
our name?”
“E-Eve.”
“Good. How old are you?”
“Twenty-five.”
“Where were you born?”
“P-Please, Sir. I don’t know.”
“Is that true?”
“Yes, Sir. I promise. It’s true.”
“What made you leave Zone Three and Kronos?”
“I’ve already told you about being scared after the tripling when Jared threw me across the room. Then when I saw those monsters zooming up the stairs for Micki, I panicked and fled. Why are you quizzing me?”
Kronos slapped her ass with the paddle again while Nash pressed the control to send the sweet little charge to the nipple clamps.
“O-Ohhh… Why did you punish me for that, Sir?”
“You know already,” Kronos answered. “We question—you answer. Nothing else.”
The angel had promise.
Nash licked Eve’s neck. “Stop thinking, and start feeling. We have to find out what’s holding you back, sweetheart. We only have tonight.”
“I’d tell you if I knew myself, Sir. I’m trying—I swear.”
“I know. But we need to get to the bottom of why you aren’t binding to us. Tell us about growing up.”
“Not much to tell, Sir. My dad died before I was born. My mother left me with my dad’s sister, Aunt Penny, just before I turned four. I lived with my aunt until I went out on my own.”
“How old were you when that happened?”
“Twelve.”
Kronos, she was only twelve when she was on her own. Did you know that?
No. “Tell us about your aunt.”
“She was wonderful, always smelled of baked goods. Her pies were amazing.”
Kronos pressed on. “What happened next?”
“She died, Sir.”
Nash watched her face turn red. They seemed to be getting close to her pain and what was holding her back. “Keep talking.”
“I don’t think any of those old memories mean anything. This isn’t getting us anywhere, Sir.”
Nash pressed the remote and sent a pleasure jolt to her breasts. “Stop thinking, my love.”
She jerked for a second then her hips swayed causing the bell on her clit clamp to ring. He switched the clamps on her nipples off.
“Yes, Sir. So g-good. Ask your questions and then let me c-come.”
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