Bitter Truths: A Twisted Arranged Marriage Romance (Crimson Falls Duet Book 2)

by Dani René

  He doesn’t relent though. He keeps the wand on my core, teasing it up and down my slit until I’m crying. Tears stream down my cheeks, and I watch both men as Darius uses the crop on my stomach, breasts, and my inner thighs.

  My brain is a mesh of pained pleasure. My mouth parted with gasps of pleas as they tumble free. I want more, but I can’t take anymore. How is this real?

  They don’t relent until I’m practically hanging from the cuffs at my wrists. When I’m finally free of the vibrating tingles at my pussy, I open my eyes to find those of the wolf staring at me.

  “Such a pretty girl,” he tells me. “My wife is perfect.” The smile on his face is bright, nothing like I’ve ever seen before. Lycan and Darius slowly remove the cuffs from my wrists, and I stumble into Lycan’s arms, and he holds me to his naked chest.

  He settles me on his lap on the dark wingback chair that faces the bed. I’m tired, but I’m still turned on. Lycan’s hands move down my thighs, and he slides them open to ensure my legs hang over the armrests of the chair. I’m open, bared to Darius’s heated stare.

  “Only this once,” my husband commands, his voice low and gravelly with desire as Darius drops to his knees. “You can worship her perfection.”

  And with that approval, Darius’s mouth lands on my pussy with hungry fervor. His tongue laps at my core, causing my back to arch, and Lycan’s mouth finds mine as his one hand trails up to my throat. He grips me harshly, possessively, there is no doubt he’s enjoying this situation because his cock throbs behind me.

  The warm mouth, the fingers stealing my breath, and Lycan’s tongue stroking mine sends me into bliss. Suddenly, a slap lands on my thigh and I yelp into my husband’s mouth. He’s spanking me, and my nerves spark with electric need.

  Behind my eyelids, all I see is white, black, and then nothing when the Darius moves away and a harsh swat lands on my hard clit causing me to cry out. Lycan steals the sound, and Darius’s mouth is back. They alternate until my arousal is dripping down my body, my thighs are soaked, and Lycan’s suit pants must be drenched.

  I’m teetering on the edge, because each time I lean closer to my release, they both halt all movement. Lycan breaks the kiss, and my eyes snap open to find him looking down at me, a smile gracing his lips.

  “Is my filthy girl needy?” he whispers along my cheek, sending waves of pleasure and desire coursing through every inch of me. Powerful hands brace my legs, Darius’s mouth at my core teasing its way up and down my inner thighs, but never making contact where I need it most.

  “Please, let me come?” I plead with a whimper as my hips lift toward Darius, but he only chuckles at my display of wanton lust. I glance down at him, finding those green eyes, so much like Lycan’s, looking up at me. “Please?”

  Even as I plead with him, it’s pointless because he’s not going to allow me an orgasm until Lycan’s agreed. They’re in charge, and they’re making it known I’m theirs to toy with as much as they’d like.

  My body trembles as I moan when Darius trails his fingertips over my pussy, the wetness drenching both digits that trail along my lips. “I think this bad little girl needs to play another little game. One that she’ll enjoy,” Lycan murmurs behind me as Darius lifts his fingers to his mouth, tasting my juices.

  Darius rises, and settles in another wingback chair which he pulls over so he’s facing us. “Want to play another game?” he questions from his seat, his gaze flicking to Lycan’s as if seeking approval. When Lycan nods behind me, Darius meets my gaze once more.

  “What kind of game?” I whisper, while my husband circles my clit slowly because he’s enjoying just keeping me on the edge. He doesn’t finger fuck me. He doesn’t even push in slightly, he keeps his touch on the nub, ensuring I can’t come.

  “A little game of Red Riding Hood,” Darius says, pushing to his feet, he sets his glass down on the cabinet before unbuckling his belt and pulling it through the loops. The heavy metal clinks as he loops it into a makeshift collar.

  “Uhm.” This time, it’s my turn to be unsure. Before it was Darius, before his brother offered him the approval. “Okay.” I’m not sure what the game entails, but with my arousal dripping from my core, and my nipples hard from the memories of what I’ve just experienced, I think I can handle it.

  At least I hope I can.

  “You’ll have to wear a collar around your neck, or the belt around your middle, you decide,” Lycan whispers in my ear. “Then, you’ll be sent out into the garden, and you’ll have to run and hide from us. Either the hunter or the wolf will have to find you.”

  I turn to my husband. “What happens if one or both of you finds me?” My voice is a nervous whisper, and Lycan grins because he knows I enjoyed our game of chase in the garden that one night. He knows this will bring me pleasure. That I’ll fulfill a dark desire.

  “If we told you, it would spoil the game.” Lycan’s words have my body shuddering, but my pussy pulses at the thought, and I nod slowly. “Good girl.” He kisses me softly before pushing to his feet. He moves to the drawers and pulls out a collar with a little bell attached. “Collar or belt?”

  For a moment, I ponder which would be easier to run with.

  Finally, I smile before I say, “Collar.”

  24

  Scarlett

  My stomach tumbles with nervous energy when Lycan steps closer, clasping the make-shift collar around my neck. There’s a small bell attached to the center, which makes a soft tinkling sound. I doubt you could hear it in the woods, but he seems convinced it’s going to allow him to find me.

  But what if Darius finds me first?

  Lycan steps back once the collar is fastened and Darius hands me a pair of leggings and a tank top, which I slip on as they watch. Next, I’m given a deep crimson hoodie, which I can’t help but smile at. When I tug the hood over my hair, I’m sure I look the part of Little Red that Lycan loves to refer to me as.

  Those hungry gazes never stray from me, and it makes my blood burn hot with need. Knowing I enjoy the hunt and chase, I’m sure Lycan told Darius about it, and now that they’re prepared to play this scene with me, I allow calmness to wash over me with deep breaths as I take them in.

  Lycan hands me some socks, and my pair of sneakers I didn’t even realize he had brought downstairs. Once I’m dressed, with the collar tinkling in the silence, their hungry gazes locked on me, I straighten, taking them both in from head to toe.

  “I’m ready.”

  The curl of Lycan’s lips has arousal pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze them together to quell the ache, but nothing can calm me down now. I’m hyper-sensitive, my skin prickles and awareness rushes over me. I’m about to play a game and I’m not sure how to win.

  My hungry gaze trails my husband’s movements as he walks toward the floor to ceiling patio doors leading out onto the garden. He slides one open, and steps aside. “Find your way to grandma’s house before either of us catch you,” he tells me. His wolfish, yet satisfied expression makes my heart thud faster.

  He knows I’ll get lost.

  I realize I’ll get lost.

  But that’s part of the excitement.

  I take my first step outside, my breath catching as a cool breeze brushes over my body. My nipples harden against the soft material of my tank top, and I slip out into the garden. Glancing over my shoulder, I smile at Lycan, who’s standing beside Darius as they watch me.

  Then, I turn and race for the woods.

  We all know the fairytale of Red Riding Hood, and we all know what happens in the end. But this isn’t some made-up story. This is my life, and my husband, the wolf, is about to come find me.

  As I race amongst the trees, I head right, in the direction of my grandmother’s house, which I’m sure is empty now. I can’t see anything. With the silver glow of the moon, I try to gauge how far I’ve gone, but the trees are too high, too thick for me to even see. I take a moment, coming to a stop against one of the thick trunks, to catch my breath, but also to look
back. I make out the small glimmer of yellow, which is our bedroom light, but the moment I spot it, it’s gone. Blinking, I focus, but it’s no longer there, and I wonder if Lycan turned off the lights to mess with me.

  I’m still too close to the Shaw manor to make it to the Bardot home safely. So, I spin on my heel and start running once more. The deeper into the woods I go, the more disorienting it gets. But I think back to the night Lycan found me. It didn’t take too long to get to his place from gran’s, meaning the path can’t be too long.

  Only, there is no path.

  A crack from behind me echoes amongst the trees, and a scream frees itself from my lips. I cringe, knowing they would’ve heard me. It’s not meant to be a game of cat and mouse, but it’s not the fairytale I grew up reading.

  My lungs pull in air, which I expel in short spurts. My heart thrums a rhythm that makes my chest ache, and my thighs are starting to burn from the exertion. I’m not great with cardio, clearly, and this is seriously pushing my limits.

  But I can’t stop.

  Another crack from somewhere to my left sends panic skittering down my spine as the cool air picks up, a breeze blowing through the leaves, causing them to rustle.

  Suddenly, heavy footfalls bear down on me, and I push myself to run faster. Thankfully I’m wearing shoes, because the ground underfoot is hard, and each time I step on a fallen branch, or a stick, it cracks loudly.

  Keeping my focus in front of me, I take a left, then a right, and when I come to a break in the trees, I’m almost certain I’ve found the house, but when I race closer, I notice it’s only a small patch, and there are more trees ahead.

  I’m back in the thick of it when suddenly, from my right, a pair of hands grab my hips, as if I weren’t even moving. A scream is wrenched from my lips as I’m pulled against a hard body. The warmth cocoons me, and the hot breath of a man feathers itself over my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

  “Got you, little red.” His voice sends a wave of calm over me, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. “Did you think I would lose you to my brother?” he murmurs in my ear, the darkness that he usually reserves for us playing is clear in his tone.

  “No,” I squeak when he spins me around and pins me to the hard bark of the tree trunk. His body flush with mine as his hands roam my curves, tugging at the waistband of the leggings.

  Footfalls make their way toward us, but Lycan doesn’t stop until his fingers are inside me. He pumps them twice, sending heated pleasure pooling into his hand. His mouth claims mine as Darius comes up behind him. Lycan glances at his brother breaking the kiss. I can’t see his expression in the dark, but I can only guess he’s smirking.

  I watch as Darius leans against a tree close by, watching as my husband fingers me harshly. He’s in control, and he’s not letting me go until I’m spent. A hiss of a zipper echoes in the dark, and I gasp when I see Darius’s hand stroking his erection as he stares at us.

  “My filthy girl over here likes to get wet for us,” Lycan comments, but his eyes are focused on me. With one harsh tug, the material of my leggings rips from my body, and I’m lifted against the tree. My legs wrap around Lycan, and I’m so wet, his cock slides easily into me.

  I’m drenched.

  “Keep those pretty eyes on him, little red,” Lycan orders, his head gesturing to Darius, and I realize no matter how much I want to close my eyes and focus on the pleasure his cock is giving me, I need to keep my gaze trained on Darius as he strokes his cock to us.

  He thrusts deep, hitting that spot inside me that tears a scream from my lungs, and my head falls back against the hard wood behind me. He doesn’t waste time, he doesn’t make love to me, he fucks me. His hips piston back and forth, his cock sliding all the way to the hilt as he takes me while Darius watches.

  Our bodies sync as we connect on a primal level. Even with Darius here, it’s Lycan who sends me soaring to another plane, and I can’t catch my breath quick enough as he fucks me against the tree. The cool air causing me to shiver, but the heat of him, the warmth of his cock as it slides inside me, has me moaning loudly.

  Nobody can hear me. Nobody can hear us.

  “Come on my cock, little red,” Lycan commands in a tone that’s pure lust. My hands grip Lycan, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I hold onto him. I’m close to the edge, so fucking close. His mouth captures my neck as he suckles the flesh into his warmth, before he trails kisses to my ear and whispers, “show my brother how much your pretty cunt loves my dick.”

  And I detonate.

  My body explodes, and I scream his name so loudly, it echoes against the trees. I convulse, my pussy pulsating around his thickness as he stills, and I feel him throb a few times and he comes with a growl against my neck. The warmth of him floods me, and I’m more than satiated. I glance over at Darius and my body warm with pleasure when I watch him find his own euphoria in the moment.

  As Lycan slips from my body, he lets me to my feet and tucks himself in his slacks. He scoops me in his arms without warning, and I notice Darius has also righted himself. My leggings are torn, but with Lycan carrying me, I’m warm against his body.

  They don’t speak as we head through the woods. The wolf caught me. And my heart couldn’t be happier. The men easily navigate the darkness, and not long after, we’re in the garden again. Still, they don’t speak, and I wonder silently what is about to happen. My body is exhausted. I’m ready to pass out from the number of orgasms and exertion I’ve been through, but I keep my eyes open.

  “Time for something relaxing,” Lycan coos in my ear with a gentle kiss to my cheek, and I’m thankful he said that because if I had to run anywhere right now, I’d be dead.

  25

  Darius

  Bliss.

  Utter fucking bliss.

  I’ve fucked women. I’ve come from jerking off and blow jobs, but the moment I shot my seed all over my hand, I realize I’d never felt pure euphoria than I did in the moment I saw Scarlett come.

  The game was nothing more than an idea I threw out, wondering if Lycan would agree to it. He did. Much to my pleasure and his. And most importantly, to Scarlett’s. I watch intently as they move, as he helps Scarlett to right herself.

  Even in the darkness, the wolf finds his red, and that’s how it was always meant to be. This may not be a fairy tale, instead, this is real life, but the story has to end with them finding each other again.

  He carries here off into the woods, through the trees, and I smile. While I take a moment to breathe, to calm my erratic heartbeat, I wonder briefly if I will ever find that pure passion, raw lust, and the unrelenting love that simmers between Lycan and Scarlett.

  I’ve never been one for emotion, especially when it came to sex. It was physical, why make it emotional, but with her, I felt something. But right now, I realize that she’s opened up something in me, something I kept hidden for so long, and I want to finally have something more than just a one-night stand.

  Perhaps the hunter isn’t as heartless as he envisioned.

  After a short moment, I follow them back to the house, and as we step into the warmth of the bedroom, Lycan sets Scarlett down beside me, while he goes to ensure the candles in the bathroom are set up for our shower. She doesn’t realize it yet, but the party isn’t over yet.

  “You’re exquisite,” I tell her honestly. As much as I’ve enjoyed this time with her, soon, I’ll have to leave. This may not be a home that’s off bounds to me anymore, but it’s not my home, it’s not the place I feel most myself. “Tonight, wasn’t just about sex, it was about giving you the power in this situation.”

  Scarlett gasps and her eyes widen. She didn’t know I knew about what happened to her. But when I looked into the Bardots, Howler found out all her little secrets. That’s why I told her I know more about her than she could ever imagine.

  “How did you—”

  “You need to tell him,” I whisper, running my thumb along her cheek. “He needs to know. I hope that we’ve bo
th given you the strength to realize it wasn’t your fault. You’re beautiful. You’re strong. And you’re going to be okay. My brother will always be there for you, no matter what. But remember, you’ll always have a hunter in your corner as well. And I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt you.” It’s a promise, a vow, and I make it easily.

  “Thank you,” Scarlett murmurs, her lip trembling, and I watch for a moment as she swallows thickly. The tears that shimmer on her lashes make my chest tighten, but she blinks them back before looking directly at me. “I-I—”

  “Shh, it’s okay,” I assure her.

  “I don’t know what to say about everything,” she tells me, her voice raspy, and I cup her face gently. My thumb runs over the apple of her cheek, the soft, rosy hue that blooms at my touch makes me smile.

  “There’s no need to put anything into words. For once, just enjoy the feelings, the emotions, and the pleasure,” I whisper. “And when it’s all over, you’ll feel renewed. Like a different person. And that’s why we do what we do.” I glance at Lycan as he walks back into the room, his eyes taking in the closeness of his wife and me. “That’s why we enjoy the darkness.”

  “Because the truth is always hidden in the shadows,” Lycan finishes for me.

  I step back, and allow him to lift her into his arms, and I happily follow for the grand finale.

  26

  Scarlett

  I don’t know how I’m still awake. Adrenalin courses through me, the need to show them I’m strong and can handle anything. I asked for this. I craved it, and I don’t know if I can handle more orgasms, but for some reason, I’m ready to handle anything they throw at me.

  “You were amazing tonight, little red,” Lycan coos in my ear. The praise making my chest swell with pride, and my heart patters against my ribs. The need to please him seems to be ingrained in me. I want him to look at me with pride, with love and affection, and the way he’s staring at me right now, calms the nervous energy I had about tonight.