by Lexi Blake
Rafe pulled her skirt down her hips and teased a bit of exposed skin along the edge of her underwear. Then Kade sucked her nipple into his mouth, and all thoughts of taking the sensible road and ending this fled. She had to experience their touch, craved the feeling of their hands and lips on her. So she let her fingers sink into Kade’s hair and brought him closer to her skin.
As she did, Rafe’s long fingers inched under the elastic of her panties, toward the heart of her femininity. “I want to see this. I must see you now.”
“You want to see that part?” Piper felt herself flushing. “Rafe…can’t we turn off the lights first?” That would make this so much easier.
Kade’s head came up, his eyes hot, but he wore a wicked little smile on his face. “No one will turn off the lights, habibti. And tell me what part of your body Rafe is touching. I want to hear you.”
She nearly forgot to breathe. Rafe’s fingers skimmed over flesh no other man had felt, and suddenly she had to wonder why she’d waited so long. It felt really good. She was swollen and wet. Oh god, she was wet. She wiggled a little, trying to escape his digits, coming ever closer.
Kade’s eyes went hard and he put his hands on her hips, holding her in place. “Stop struggling. What’s wrong? Is he hurting you?”
“That is not what it feels like,” Rafe said, slowly sliding his fingers over her nub. What was it called? Clitoris. Yep. He was stimulating her clitoris. It wasn’t like she’d never touched herself before, but when he did it, the sensations were way stronger than any she’d ever created. Piper knew she’d never been this wet. It probably wasn’t normal.
Still preventing her escape, Kade gripped her, his lips hovering over her mouth. Rafe crowded her, too, his body heat like a furnace blast. They completely surrounded her.
“Tell me what’s wrong?” Kade demanded.
She closed her eyes, so embarrassed she wanted to shrivel up and die. “I’m too moist. You know, down…there. I should go clean up.”
She felt their chuckles. Kade’s palm cradled her breast again. Rafe’s lips brushed up her spine.
“You are worried about being too wet?” Rafe pinched her clitoris. “You think I would not like your pussy all wet and glistening for me? Habibti, I want you as wet as I can make you.”
She felt a little dumb, but even as she said the words, her hips moved in a silent attempt to convince him to touch her with more force. “I don’t know if that’s sanitary.”
“Little virgin. You are a virgin, right, Piper?” Kade crooned, then drew her nipple into his mouth.
She flushed from an overwhelming mix of embarrassment and arousal. Despite her insecurity, need swamped her with a dizzying wave. She moaned. “Yes.”
“We thought so. This is lesson number one, habibti.” Kade’s hand slid down to join Rafe’s. Two sets of fingers played down there, slipping through the petals of her sex. She gasped as one long, masculine finger worked its way into her channel. Then Kade drew his hand out. “There is nothing polite or sanitary about making love.” He sucked his finger, slick with her juices, into his mouth. “Hmm, you taste like heaven.”
“See, he likes how you taste. I know I will like it, too. Lie down and spread your legs for me. Let me get my mouth on you,” Rafe insisted. “Let us show you how good we can make you feel. You’ve waited for so long, and you deserve something sweet. Let us please you.”
She might be a virgin, but she wasn’t stupid.
Piper fell back on the big bed. Rafe left her laying in her underwear, a cotton pair with rainbows on them. Crap, she really should have rethought her choice of undergarments.
“This will not do.” Rafe pulled them off and tossed them aside with a shake of his head. “Habibti, if I could open the windows at forty thousand feet and shove these out without depressurizing the plane, I would.” He looked at Kade. “Did you not buy her suitable undergarments?”
Kade shook his head. “Just the lingerie. I see no need for her to own panties.”
Piper came out of her sensual haze when she realized she was completely naked, and they were still fully dressed from the waist down. She crossed her arms over her chest self-consciously.
“You will not cover your breasts, Piper.” Kade’s voice came out on a low growl. “I want to look at you.”
Rafe was a bit softer. “You’re so beautiful, habibti. Let us see you in all your glory. You will find that Kadir is an impossible baby when he does not get his way. Do you really want him to pout or would you rather we give you the pleasure I promised?”
She had a choice. She could scamper off the bed and find that crappy pair of underwear or she could be the Piper she wanted to become. Brave. Fearless. Ready to take on any challenge. She’d used her responsibility as a shield for years. What she’d really been was afraid. She saw that now. She’d hidden behind shyness, and what did she have to show for it? A fiancé who’d walked away after barely kissing her. Of course getting her heart broken scared her. Already, Rafe and Kade had the power to tear her up emotionally.
But at least she would have felt something.
She forced her hands to her sides and was rewarded with a sunny smile from Kade. He cuddled close to her, his lips covering hers in a sweet little kiss. “Thank you, habibti. I want nothing between us. Now, ask Rafe for what you want. We need to hear you say the words.”
Piper frowned. “You know what I want.”
She was so not saying it.
Kade shrugged. “I am a very dense man. Ask my brothers.”
He was a conniving man; that’s what he was. But his brother was nodding, backing him up, even as he moved between her legs. The ache flared up as Rafe touched her sex again, his fingers playing in the hair there. “He is not smart. You will discover this for yourself. He will make the worst…partner of all of us.”
“That I would not agree with.” Kade sounded almost insulted.
Rafe put his nose right between her legs, right in her girl parts, and took a long whiff. Holy all-the-bad-things-she-shouldn’t-say. “Give him what he wants, Piper. I find I am hungry. Then, darling girl, we must discuss grooming. When we reach Bezakistan, I must turn this charming forest into a desert. It is a cultural thing, of course.”
She had no idea what he was talking about. He was playing with her labia, gently tugging one side and then the other into his mouth. It was maddening. She wanted, oh god, she wanted his tongue inside her. And she wasn’t going to get it until she asked for it because they were horrible, mean, nasty men with amazing hands and mouths. Kade’s fingers played with her nipples as he sent her another sinful grin.
“Please kiss me down under…there.” There she’d said it.
Rafe’s head came up. “Down under there? It almost sounds as though you want me to kiss you in Australia. That is a much longer flight.”
She growled in frustration, a little feminine sound she’d never made before. Jerks. “I want you to kiss my… pink part.”
Rafe nodded. “You have many of those. Kade, kiss her lips. She seems to want that.”
Kade chuckled against her lips. “You must do better, habibti. The word is pussy. Tell him to eat your pussy. He is hungry to shove his tongue inside and eat you like a ripe fruit. You will come, Piper, all over his mouth, and he will feel ten feet tall. Say it.”
She cringed a little. It wasn’t a word a nice girl from West Texas said. But maybe nice girls didn’t get to come. “Would you please eat… Oh, good lord, just eat my pussy, please.”
Rafe smiled smugly. “With great pleasure.”
She nearly screamed when his tongue shoved inside her. Pure pleasure flooded her system. Nothing had ever felt so intimate, so right, as having Rafiq al Mussad putting his mouth on her pussy. And Kade was right. With this experience, she had moved past blushing euphemisms like girl parts and, ugh, her flower. It was her pussy, and Rafe tongued hers, forcing her desire higher and higher. Every muscle in her body tensed, and breathing took a backseat to simply feeling. Her nipples beaded harder, and
her clit throbbed. She fisted the lovely duvet and arched her back with a cry.
“Come for us, Piper. Have you ever come before?” Kade asked, his hand caressing her breasts.
She’d played a bit, little bursts of quick pleasure, but nothing like the tidal wave Rafe was building inside her.
“Never,” she panted.
“I must be a part of this.” Kade moved down her body. Rafe cupped her backside, pulling her up so he had full access to her pussy. He moved his head slightly, never letting up on the slide of his tongue in and out of her pussy, but allowing his brother to slip a hand over her clitoris. “We will be the first men to give this to you, Piper. You must not ever forget that. No matter how powerful the man in whose bed you sleep, we were the first to make you come.”
He pinched her clit in perfect time to his brother’s tongue penetrating her, and Piper came apart. Pleasure reverberated through her, shaking her like an earthquake. No way to fight it, and why would she want to? She simply let it take her and throw her into the whims of ecstasy. The orgasm sizzled like a flash fire through her system, burning away the mouse she’d been before and leaving a woman in her place.
Panting, she lay back against the bed, her heart pounding in her chest. Her eyes fluttered closed as a sweet lethargy drugged her system.
“You liked that?” Kade asked, and she opened her eyes to see him smile down on her.
She nodded, certain that she would like the next part even more. She put her hands on Kade’s strong shoulders, then looked at Rafe with pleading eyes. “Make love to me. Both of you. I want you so much.”
A cloud passed over Rafe’s face. “Piper, we want you, too.”
He crawled to her other side. She could feel their erections straining in their pants. They really needed to get far more naked if she was going to get rid of her pesky hymen.
“Piper, we have to talk,” Kade said gently.
Their hands were on her, but they weren’t acting like lusty men who couldn’t wait to take their woman. They were now keeping a healthy, almost embarrassing distance.
“You’re a virgin.” He nuzzled her cheek, but she didn’t feel any sexual intent in his touch, just a sweet affection.
Because she wasn’t some sexy thing who made a man crazy with lust. In the last few minutes, she’d thought maybe… But oh, god, they were just being nice, just killing time on a long flight. She’d come on to Rafe, and they’d felt sorry for the silly little virgin. They were amusing themselves at her expense.
“I think we should get to know each other better.” Rafe’s logic hit her system like an iceberg splitting the Titanic open and laying waste to everything inside. His tongue had been inside her body. How much more did he need to know? It was an excuse. He didn’t want her. Or he didn’t want the responsibility of taking her virginity. It was an old-fashioned idea and, for a moment, she wanted to argue with them, to tell them she could handle it.
“Let us hold you for a while.” Kade wrapped a hand around her waist. “We will keep you close while we sleep. When we get home, we will sit and talk.”
Right. They would talk about what a nice girl she was and how someday, some faceless, nameless, but really smart guy was going to see her for the beautiful woman she was, blah, blah, blah. This had meant so little to them, they hadn’t even bothered to get naked. No, they’d stripped her to the bone and kept their pants on because they didn’t want any more intimacy with her.
All the lush sensuality and wonder she’d felt just moments before turned to ash. “Get out.”
Rafe’s head came up. “Piper, everything will be fine, habibti. Rest. We will take care of you.”
She was deeply aware that before they’d shown her how beautiful this could be, she would have acquiesced and taken what they offered. She would have enjoyed being cuddled between them like some fragile doll they were too afraid would break. Or some gift they meant to give to someone else because they didn’t want it themselves. But she wasn’t the same woman she’d been even a few hours ago. And she wasn’t going to lie here, humiliated and vulnerable, so they could feel good about consoling the idiotic virgin. “I asked you to leave, Mr. al Mussad. Are you going to honor my wishes or are you going to stay here against my will?”
“Please don’t do this. You do not understand.” Rafe blanched as though he’d just realized she meant what she said. “Habibti, your virginity is important. It is precious.”
She pushed her way up and grabbed the shimmering gown placed across the bed. If she didn’t, they would argue and cajole until she gave in and hated herself all the more. She clutched the silky fabric to her breasts. “Fine. It’s a precious flower. Excellent. I’m completely intact. You’ve done well. Now go away.”
Kade frowned, rising to his feet and circling the bed. He would be the dangerous one. He would charm and cajole. She had to stand her ground against him. “I’m not going anywhere, Piper. You act as if we are rejecting you. We’ve done nothing of the sort.”
She didn’t want to argue semantics with them. She wasn’t stupid. They could put it in a million flowery words and it amounted to the same thing: She was good enough to play with, but not tempting or pretty enough to make love to. She was deeply sure she would eventually discover that their rejection was a “cultural” thing. Well, she was heartily sick of hearing about their culture and all the ways she needed to change.
“I asked you to leave, Kadir. If you don’t, I will. And I can assure you that when I get a chance to talk to the sheikh, I will certainly mention how his brothers treated me.”
“I assure you my brother will be thrilled I managed to leave you intact,” Kade snarled at her, getting into her space with a challenging stare. “He sure as fuck better be. I’m on edge right now, Piper. Denying myself is not something I suffer often or well. It would be best if you did not push me.”
Everything that was female in her rose to his masculine challenge. She wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d started beating his chest. “I think you don’t have much trouble denying yourself, Kade, not when it comes to me. Just go away and find some other fool.”
Kade’s eyes flared, but his brother put a restraining hand on his chest.
“Stop. This can only end one of two ways, and both of them would be very bad for us. You must calm down. You cannot fight or fuck your way out of this. She needs time.”
Rafe’s very calm voice set her on edge. Piper kind of wanted the fight. At least if they fought with her, she could pretend that she roused the same emotions in them that they created in her. “I don’t need time. I understand now. Just…leave.”
She refused to go. Oh, that had been the original plan, but what they’d done was just mean. They’d manipulated her for some reason she couldn’t understand. Maybe it had been a fun game to see just how far she would go. Maybe she would find herself on a plane right back to the States tomorrow because she’d proven to be immoral and not worthy of admission into their precious country. It didn’t matter. Whatever was going to happen would simply happen. There wasn’t a lot she could do about it now. Since they’d stripped her of every bit of her control, she wanted to stand her ground now and make them retreat.
Kade turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Rafe picked up his shirt and shook his head.
“This is not how I would have ended the evening, habibti. Please reconsider. I can call Kade back. Let us hold you. This is all we can offer you now.”
She wished he would just leave. “Please go. I’m tired. I need a shower.”
His eyes narrowed slightly, and she saw plainly that he was forcing himself to walk away. “I will leave for the night, Piper. But do not think for a second that this discussion is over. It has just begun, and the minute the plane sets down, we will be in my country and playing by my rules. I might seem like the softest of my brothers, but never forget that I am a prince. Royalty has taught me to be ruthless, and I get what I want. Sleep well.”
The door closed behind him, and he left Piper a
lone. With shaking hands, she walked to the shower. As much as she washed, she couldn’t rid herself of the feel of their hands on her. When she finally slept, she dreamed that she was between them, wrapped in their love.
Chapter Five
The wheels of the plane touched down, jarring Kade from his deeply unrestful sleep. He sat up and wondered why he’d even tried to sleep in the uncomfortable as hell chair.
“We’re here, sir. The limo is waiting to take you to the palace. The luggage will follow shortly. His Highness has been in touch with the pilot to make sure the flight went smoothly. He’s expecting you all within the hour.” The very competent hostess handed him a thermos of coffee.
He needed it. His head hurt and his back was going to need a serious adjustment. “Thank you. Is Ms. Glen awake?”
It was a stupid question. She wouldn’t have stayed in bed during landing, but he couldn’t exactly ask if Ms. Glen was still pissed as hell that he and Rafe couldn’t fuck her last night.
The hostess smiled serenely. “She has already had breakfast and is looking lovely and fresh and ready to meet the sheikh.”
The hostess walked away, and Kade sat back as the plane began the long roll down the runway. This airport was private. He didn’t have to worry about paparazzi here. But once away from here, that would change quickly.
Rafe walked out looking a bit like Kade felt. His eyes were tired and there was a slope to his shoulders that let Kade know his brother hadn’t slept well, either. “Piper isn’t any happier this morning than she was last night. It is a good thing we ‘forgot’ to bring the suitcase of clothes she’d packed or I fear she would be right back in her dowdy wardrobe out of sheer spite.”
It had been Kade’s idea to leave behind the trunk of her old clothes. He’d made sure there were no mementos or special objects in the case. Just her old clothes that would help her cling to her old life. “All of this could have been avoided if our brother wasn’t such a prick.”