Chapter 35
Oh, she was in such trouble.
Kellan followed her into their hotel room while Eli went to get Horse.
“I can’t believe you did that,” Kellan told her.
She threw her arms up into the air. He loved how much more animated she was now. Before, she’d been shut down. She’d kept her emotions tight.
And now she was giving them so much more. Once she was fully settled and trusted them totally, she was going to be a force to be reckoned with.
Thank God there were two of them to take care of her. Because he didn’t think one of them could manage on their own.
“You’re acting like I did something terrible,” she said.
“You tried to pay for dinner.”
“Yes, for dinner! I didn’t try to shoot you,” she told him as she walked into the bedroom and slid off her shoes.
“I think I would prefer that,” he said.
Oh for goodness sake.
Turning to him, she put her hands on her hips. “Don’t you think you’re being a bit of a drama queen?”
His eyebrows rose. “A drama queen?”
“Yes.”
“A drama queen?” He stalked toward her and she backed up until she hit the wall, gulping.
“Yes.”
“You really want to call me a drama queen?” he murmured as he placed his hands on the wall by either side of her head, leaning in.
Oh hell.
She got the feeling that she was in real trouble.
“We’re back,” Eli said. “Huh, what’s going on here, then?”
Horse let out a bark and then a growl.
“It’s all right, Horse,” Kellan said. “Just having a discussion with your mama about her use of the term ‘drama queen.’”
Eli snorted and walked closer to stand on one side of them. “Did you call Kellan a drama queen, baby? That was very brave of you.”
“Well, he was making a big deal out of the fact that I tried to pay for dinner.”
Eli’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so? You think being upset about that is over-the-top?”
“Yes, I do!”
“We already told you that you weren’t to try and pay for anything,” Eli told her. “And then you went and tried to pay for all of our dinners!”
“No, you told me that we don’t owe each other in a relationship. Which is completely different.”
“Ahh, no, it’s not,” Kellan disagreed. “But let’s make this completely clear. We
pay for things. You don’t.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Um, what?”
“It’s just like Kellan said,” Eli told her. “We pay. You don’t. We stay at a hotel. We pay the bill. We buy a house. We pay the mortgage, the utilities, the food, everything. We go out for dinner, lunch, coffee. We. Pay.”
“That’s not fair,” she said.
“On who?” Eli asked.
“You guys! You shouldn’t pay everything for me. That’s your money.”
“And that’s what you don’t seem to understand,” Eli told her. “There’s no you in this relationship. There’s us. Your debts, your bills, your expenses are ours.”
“Then yours are mine,” she told them.
Ah-ha. She had them now.
“No.” That was all Kellan said.
“No?” she asked.
“No,” he repeated.
“That’s all you have to say?”
“Oh, I have more to say,” Eli murmured. “Like why don’t you lie down on the bed so we can ravage that gorgeous body of yours?”
Yikes.
“So this conversation is just closed? I don’t get an opinion?”
Kellan stepped back and started to strip off his clothes, leaving Eli standing in front of her.
He brushed back her hair. “You always get an opinion, baby. And we will always listen. But we’ve told you how we feel about taking care of you. It’s what we want to do. What we need to do. And we wouldn’t feel like us if we let you pay for things for us.”
“I don’t want you guys to get tired of that, though. I don’t want you to feel like I’m with you for what you can buy me.”
“Believe me. We don’t think that,” Eli reassured her.
“Yes. We know you’re with us for our hot bodies,” Kellan added.
There went his sense of humor again.
Although when she glanced over at him and saw his naked body . . . holy heck.
Maybe that was part of it.
He. Was. Gorgeous.
She didn’t think she’d ever get tired of looking at him. Eli slept in pajama bottoms, with his chest bare. And he liked to cuddle so she got to spend lots of time snuggled into his bare skin.
However, Kellan barely slept and when he did it was in full pajamas.
So this felt like it was Christmas day and she had just unwrapped an amazing present.
“You’re so sexy,” she said, her gaze moving over his chest and lower.
To his firm, thick dick.
Holy. Heck.
How was that going to work?
“Don’t stress,” Eli told her. “You’re under no pressure to take us tonight.” He drew her away from the wall, then stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
She noticed that Horse had disappeared to his bed in the living area.
Probably for the best. He didn’t need to see this.
Kellan backed up and closed the door. She winced, waiting for Horse to cry. But there were no noises. Thank goodness.
Eli reached for the bottom of her top as Kellan turned back toward them, leaning on the door. Reaching down, he started to stroke his cock.
Up and down.
Lazy movements that had her fixated as Eli slowly removed her top until she was just wearing her bra and pants.
She’d bought a new bra that fit from a shop in Freestown since Haven didn’t have anything like that.
“How does this feel?” Eli asked. “Too much too soon?”
She shook her head.
“No, don’t answer straight away,” he said to her. “Stop and think about it. Does it feel all right?”
She paused and took stock of her feelings. All she felt was hot and needy.
“It does. Really.”
“You’re so brave. I love how much trust you have in us,” Eli said as he moved to strip off her pants.
Then she was just in her panties and bra. And there wasn’t any trepidation.
Because she knew she could trust them.
“We’re going to give you a safeword,” Eli told her as he stood and laid kisses along her neck and down her shoulder. “Not because we’re going to play, but because you might have triggers we’re not aware of. All right?”
“Kellan told me to say Red.”
“Good,” Eli told her.
“I don’t understand why I can’t just say stop, though,” she told him.
“Well, sometimes we might use orgasm denial as punishment and you might say something like stop or no. And we wouldn’t necessarily stop unless you were in pain or scared. If you said Red then we’d know to stop for certain.”
“Oh, right,” she said.
“And it would be better to get used to using it just in case you ever did want to play,” he told her. “All right?”
“Yes. Got it. Red.”
“Are you all right with me taking off your clothes completely?” Eli asked.
She stiffened.
“Not straight away,” he told her. “But eventually.”
“Yes, I think so,” she said.
“Just remember, if you’re not, you can say Red and everything stops.”
“I don’t want to upset you guys if I have to say it,” she whispered.
Kellan moved forward and cupped her chin, tilting her face back. Now she was surrounded by them, their heat, their scent.
And it was a heady feeling.
Her head spun and she wanted more. More of their touch. More of them.
“You will not upset us,” Kellan told her. “No repercussions. Understand?”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Kellan’s going to take you to the bed while I get undressed,” Eli said.
Instead of taking her hand or just stepping back, Kellan picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bed.
“Kellan!” she cried, trying to keep her voice quiet so she didn’t upset Horse.
“Yes?” he said as he placed her carefully on the bed. “Something wrong?”
“I just . . . your back . . .”
“Oh, so we’re starting with the spanking, huh?” Eli said as Kellan rolled her onto her front and smacked her ass.
“Hey!” she cried as Kellan rubbed the heat into her cheek.
Eli came over to her other side and grabbed some pillows while Kellan lifted her hips so Eli could place them under her.
That raised her ass up in the air.
Oh God.
Kellan rubbed her bottom again.
“You got this, brother?” Eli asked.
“Yep, I’ve got it,” Kellan replied.
“I don’t have it!” she said.
Eli lay on his side next to her with his head resting on his elbow. “What’s wrong, baby? Are you saying your safeword?”
Was she in pain? Not yet.
Scared? No.
Uncomfortable? Only due to embarrassment.
“No,” she said.
“That’s my good girl. Turn your face to me. That’s it.” He kissed her lightly. “Why is Kellan spanking you?”
“Um, because he’s a drama queen?”
Smack! Smack!
Ouch. The man could spank hard.
“Try again.” Eli’s face grew stern. Hard.
“Because I tried to pay for dinner.”
“That’s right.” Eli’s face softened. Which drew her into a false sense of security and the smacks caught her by surprise.
She let out a cry as Kellan gave her several hard smacks to her ass.
Then he paused.
“Kellan is going to take your panties off now,” Eli said. “Any objections?”
She shook her head, breathing heavily.
“Words, baby,” Eli said.
“No objections,” she said.
Kellan slid her panties down.
“Spread your legs wider,” Eli said. “Let him touch you.”
After she pushed her legs apart, Kellan cupped her pussy. She let out a low moan as he ran his fingers through her slit.
“Is she wet?” Eli asked.
“So fucking wet,” Kellan replied.
She let out a small whimper.
He pushed two fingers into her and pumped them back and forth before drawing them out and placing them over her clit, flicking it firmly.
Whimpers escaped her, filling the room.
She was so close. So close!
Then he drew his hand away and smacked her ass again. She let out a loud cry.
“Why else are you getting a spanking?” Eli asked when Kellan paused to rub her bottom.
Did he seriously expect her to think right now? Her body was a mix of pleasure and pain and it was hard to get through the fog of arousal.
“Um, for . . . for saying bad things . . . about myself.”
“That’s right. You aren’t to do that anymore,” Eli told her with a warning look. “No one says bad things about our perfect, wonderful girl.”
“I’m not, though,” she said.
“Why not?” Eli asked.
“I’m not smart enough or pretty enough or obedient enough. I can’t do everything perfectly. I trip over things or laugh too loud or dress the wrong way.” All of her worries spilled out of her.
Eli frowned and she thought he now saw it. All of her imperfections.
“Do you want to be perfect?” he asked.
“Shouldn’t I want that?” she asked. That’s what her father always wanted her to be.
A perfect daughter.
Chattel.
“Perfect sounds boring. If you were always perfect, would you have fun? Would you laugh? Would you feel? What you’re describing is numbness and obedience. It’s not life. No one is perfect. And we all make mistakes. Nobody expects that from you. Not anymore. We’re not perfect.”
“Are you sure about that?” she asked.
Eli smiled. “Well, I’m close. But Kellan is far from it.”
Kellan grunted as he ran his hand over her ass. Back and forth. Why was that turning her on so much?
She let out a small giggle, though and Eli kissed her again. “I love when you laugh. And I love your imperfections. Because I love you and I don’t want you to be anything other than yourself.”
Arabella sucked in a breath. “You love me?”
“I love you so much.” Eli kissed her again and she rolled onto her side to kiss him back, placing her hand behind his neck.
When she drew back, she could feel herself breathing heavily. But it was like everything clicked into place.
She could be herself around these guys, because they really did want her.
“I love you too,” she told him. “I think you’re amazing. You’re kind and fair, funny and protective.”
He cupped the side of her face. “Don’t ever think that you have to change or that you’re not enough, all right? Because you’re our everything.”
Arabella nodded and looked over at Kellan. He moved her so she was on her back, her hips raised with the pillows under her ass.
“I love you too, Kellan. You’re loyal and so smart. Anyone you care about will be well protected because you wouldn’t allow anything else. But you don’t have to sacrifice yourself for anyone anymore. Please don’t do that because I can’t live without you.”
Kellan’s eyebrows rose and he moved so he was looming over her, his hands on the bed on either side of her head.
Her breath caught at the intensity in his gaze. “I love you too.”
Wow.
She hadn’t been certain that he would say it back. But she could feel how much he meant that. And then his lips were against hers, kissing her deep. Showing her how much he cared.
Both of them surrounded her, whispering words of love and affection and filling the well that had been empty inside of her for so long.
A whimper escaped as he drew back, positioning himself between her legs, and then he pushed her lips apart and licked along her slit.
Eli smothered her cry of pleasure with his mouth as he slid one hand underneath her back to release her bra.
Then he threw it to the side and took her nipple into his mouth. It was so warm and wet and it had her instantly arching up, her orgasm so close that she could feel herself shaking with the need to come.
Kellan played with her clit while thrusting two fingers deep inside her. Just before she reached the edge, Kellan drew back.
“Nooo,” she cried. “I was so close!”
“Shh,” Eli said. “Don’t upset Horse. You’re going to come. But Kellan wants to be inside you as you do.”
Kellan shot Eli a look. “You should go first.”
Eli shook his head. “You have this, brother. Our girl is going to suck on my cock. Aren’t you, baby?”
She nodded as the two of them turned her around onto her hands and knees. And then Eli slid in front of her, his dick standing up, begging her to lick him.
She was vaguely aware of Kellan slipping on a condom as she placed her mouth around the head of Eli’s dick. She sucked and he groaned.
Arabella didn’t have much idea of what to do, she’d only sucked a dick once before. But she figured she was doing okay from the noises that Eli was making.
“That’s it, baby. Suck on me. Good girl, you’re doing so well. That feels so fucking good. And now Kellan is going to make you feel good. Just relax. Let him inside.”
Kellan started to push his dick inside her. Inch by inch. He paused. “Are you all right, Butterfly? Sore?”
She drew away from Eli’s dick. “No, I’m good. Please don’t stop. Please.”
“It’s all right, he’s not stopping,” Eli told her. “That’s it. Take all of him.”
Kellan reached around and played with her clit. She moaned and Eli let out a low noise of pleasure. So she did it again.
“Shit, baby. Kellan, get moving. I need to come.”
Kellan started to move in earnest. It became harder to concentrate on what she was doing, on sucking Eli’s dick. But she did the best she could as a wave of pleasure rocked her and she came, clenching down around Kellan’s cock.
Eli soon came with a moan and she sucked him down eagerly, surprised by how much she liked the taste of him.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Kellan said.
Then he stilled with a deep groan.
The three of them collapsed together on the bed in a heap, breathing heavily, sweat coating their bodies.
She knew she didn’t look perfect right now. Her hair was likely a mess, her makeup smudged, her face probably flushed and sweaty.
And she didn’t care one bit.