Guardians of Winter (Daughter of Winter #6)

Chapter 4

" I want you. Both of you."

The words echoed through the cave before they were swallowed by the darkness that the fire did not reach.

I barely recognised myself. I wasn't someone who usually hooked up with strangers. But this moment felt important . I didn't have a choice. And besides... I hadn't lied. I wanted them. Desired them. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I'd been horny ever since I'd realised I was only in my underwear.

"Are you sure?" Ben asked slowly, as if he couldn't quite believe this was really happening. I imagined that after waiting five hundred years for this moment, they had probably given up all hope. Now this had to work. If it didn't... well, we'd cross that bridge once we got to it. I was a trained mountain rescue volunteer. I was good at crossing crevasses.

I smiled at him. "I've never been more sure of anything. Do we have to wait until the sun is at its highest, or do we start now?"

Mac cupped my face and made me turn towards him. "We start now."

His lips crushed into mine, taking my breath away. He tasted of whisky and something older, deeper. I opened myself to his kiss, letting his tongue slip past my lips, while Ben pushed the blanket off my shoulders, exposing me to the cool air in the cavern. His hands settled on my shoulders, then slid down, exploring my body, caressing every inch of my skin. I could barely concentrate on what he was doing; there were too many sensations. His brother kissing me like he was drowning. Ben's lips on the nape of my neck. Mac's hands on my waist, pulling me closer. Everything became a maelstrom of kisses, touches, moans.

I barely knew what was happening. One moment I was sitting on the cave floor, the next I was standing, sandwiched between the two men, no, Guardians, their hard bodies pressed against me, one hot, one cold. I was swirled around, then Ben was kissing me like there was no tomorrow. And maybe there wasn't. I didn't care any more. All I wanted was them.

Mac slid my panties down. With other men, in the past, I'd been self-conscious, embarrassed even when we got naked for the first time. But not with these two. It felt right. I clawed at Ben's shirt, needing to feel his bare skin against mine. He helped me, ripping off his shirt while his lips never left mine. I was breathless, hot, my head spinning, my core throbbing with need.

His erection was hard against my belly. I fumbled with the button of his old-fashioned trousers, failed, but he helped, freeing himself. His cock was huge in my hands and for a moment, I worried that I may not be able to take these oversized men.

I heard clothes rustling behind me. I hoped that meant Mac was undressing. His hands found my buttocks, massaging my cheeks, before pushing one finger into my wetness. I moaned against Ben's kiss and he took that as a sign to reach between us. He found my clit, rubbed it in slow, drawn-out circles that only made me moan even more.

"You are so beautiful," Mac whispered hoarsely. "Are you ready?"

I could only nod in response. Ben swiped his tongue against my bottom lip as if to say goodbye, then spun me around so I was facing his brother.I felt his erection against my back, as hard as the mountain. I was dripping wet, ready to take them. Would they both want to claim me at the same time? I'd never done that before, had never been with two men at once.

Mac lined up at my entrance and pushed. He pushed deep inside me, filling me up until I thought I'd burst with pleasure. I gasped, then relaxed into his slow, steady thrusts. His hands settled on my hips and he used them to guide me against him, rocking against each other in perfect harmony. Ben stepped closer and his hands joined Mac's on my hips, pushing us even closer together.

It was perfect. I couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel. I closed my eyes and gave in to the sensations they were arousing in me.

"Open your eyes, Claire," Mac said. His voice sounded like the depths of the mountain itself. "I want you to see it, feel it. I want you to remember this." His rhythm was steady, his thrusts deep. Ben's hands were pulling me back against him, using my body to rub against his own erection.

I hadn't thought it was possible, but my need was growing, like a fierce fire that would consume me in flames.

I couldn't take it any longer. "I... I can't," I moaned. "I need you both. Please, please!"

Ben's hands on my hips went still and Mac stopped thrusting into me, which made me cry out in frustration.

"Anything you want," Ben whispered. He dipped his hand between us, drenching his fingers in my wetness before gently pressing one finger against my puckered hole. Fuck. They really were going to take me at the same time.

Ben moved his finger in slow, gentle circles, while Mac started to thrust into me again. I felt my orgasm approaching. It was going to be bigger than anything I'd ever experienced. And before I knew it, the climax hit me. I screamed as the waves of pleasure rippled through me. Mac let out a deep groan and Ben moved his finger a little more insistently, a little deeper, driving me into another orgasm that was even more powerful than the first, so powerful I couldn't even scream, only moan and buck my hips against them. They were holding me up, my legs too weak to stand on.

I had only just met two men for the first time, but my body recognised them. We were meant for each other. My body was on fire, burning with pleasure. My nerve endings were alight. I was going to come again. I wanted to come. I needed to come. My toes were curling with the need to release. I moaned again and Ben pulled out his finger, only to replace it with his cock. I was tight around him, but he took his time, slowly pushing in, until he was fully embedded within me. He started with a few slow thrusts, while Mac stayed still, his cock filling my other cave.

Ben growled and nipped my ear. His thrusts became more urgent.

I could feel the pressure building, could feel them swelling inside me, growing bigger and bigger. I didn't know how much more I could stand. How much longer I could hold on. Then Mac started to move in sync with Ben, both of them thrusting into me, and everything exploded into bliss.

They came at the same time. Heat spread through me, their warmth melting into my own, until I didn't know where I ended and they began. For a second, the world seemed to hold its breath. Mac flickered before my eyes, turning invisible for the blink of an eye. Then he appeared again, solid and real, and I knew deep inside that it had worked. The curse was broken. It had to be.

"Did it work?" I whispered hoarsely, praying that I wasn't mistaken.

"Yes," they said as one.

"I can feel it," Ben said from behind me, leaning his head on my shoulder. "Until now, every time I thought of leaving the mountain, there was this pressure in my head, almost painful. Now, I imagine walking down into the valley and all I feel is joy because I know that you will be waiting there for us."

And he was right. This was only the beginning.

We emerged from the cave blinking into the sunlight. In an hour or so, the sun would disappear behind the horizon, heralding the longest night of the year. In the distance, I could hear a helicopter. Were they searching for me? I hated that I'd caused my teammates both worry and extra work. They'd likely spent all night and day on the mountain, taking turns in calling out my name, wondering where I'd disappeared to. If the snowfall had stopped shortly after my fall, they may have been able to see my tracks. But no, a flurry of tiny flakes still continued to fall from the skies. The snow on the ground was so thick that it looked like it must have snowed almost continuously.

Mac dropped my backpack next to me. "I lied earlier. I found your radio where you’d fallen. I just didn't want you to use it when you woke up." He handed me the device with a chagrined smile.

I wanted to be angry at him, but I couldn't. I understood why he'd kept it from me.

“I don’t suppose you also found my glasses?”

“No. Sorry. They really were broken.”

Oh well. I had some spare specs at home.

"What do I do now?" I asked. "If I contact them, they'll want to know where I was, what happened. And if you two are with me, they'll have a whole lot of questions for you. Questions I don't think you'll want to answer."

"We will make our own way down the mountain," Ben said. "If you want, we can come to your house. If not... we shall return to the Winter Realm and report to Queen Beira. We will have to do that either way, but I'm sure she'll understand if we don't come straight away. She's waited centuries for us. She can wait a little longer. And maybe... she has given permission for humans to visit the Realm before. We could show you our home."

"Are you saying I could meet a unicorn?"

Mac laughed. "Typical. More interested in unicorns than in us."

I shrugged. "Can't blame a girl for wanting to see a legend come true." I lifted the radio to my lips. "I'll see you at my home. If you're there before me, light the fireplace."

"Your wish is our command," Ben said with a mock bow. "I still can't believe we're about to leave this mountain. Finally."

They both pressed a hot kiss on my cheeks, then slowly walked away. I took a deep breath, then pressed the button.

"Claire MacDuff to MRT HQ, come in."

While I waited for Rescue 951, the coastguard helicopter from Inverness, to come and get me, I thought about what I'd tell the others. Sorry, I was kidnapped by two mountain men who turned out to be immortals from a mythical realm and I freed them from a curse by sleeping with them. That wouldn’t work. They'd take me to hospital straight away to check I hadn't damaged my brain. I didn't have the time for that. I had two Guardians waiting for me in my living room. In front of the fireplace. Naked, hopefully. Even though the curse was broken now, I desired them. Or maybe because of it. I couldn’t wait to be in their arms again. We’d get to know each other one day at a time.

I blinked at the waning sun and smiled. Life was about to get a whole lot more exciting.

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