Chapter Seven
Camila found him in one of the rooms at the back. It looked like an office for both men because it had two desks in it. The room was big enough to hold several more. The dark wood paneling and shelves stuffed with books made her fingers itch to go through them.
There was a stone fireplace in the room, only a smaller version of the one in the living area. The whole cabin was beautiful, and she had so many questions about it, but that had to wait until later.
He was staring out the window at the sleet with his hands on his hips. The slope of his shoulders told her he was dejected, and it broke her heart that she was the one who made him feel like that.
Without a thought, she walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and lay her head against his back. “I’m sorry, Aiden.”
She felt the breath shudder as he exhaled before he turned around and pulled her into his arms. The warmth of his large body and the obvious strength made her feel secure and happy for the first time in years.
“I don’t want you to say you’re going to leave again, honey. Can you do that for me?”
She nodded. “I didn’t know you felt so strongly.”
Aiden snorted. “Yeah, I didn’t either until the thought of not being near you about freaked me out.”
He leaned back and then used one of his hands to tip her face up so he could see her. A shiver coursed through her at the heated possessive look on his face. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world for him to lean down and press his lips to hers.
Her eyes instantly closed as desire tightened her belly, and her blood rushed through her veins. Between one breath and the next, their grip had tightened on each other, their faces slanted to deepen the kiss, and a roaring sense of need took over.
She moaned in disappointment when he tore his mouth from hers and lifted his head.
“Baby, if we don’t stop now, I’m going to have you flat on your back on the desk and be fucking you hard for a long time. I don’t think you're ready for that.”
She exhaled and shook her head. “You’re right.”
He cupped her cheek to get her attention. “Now you know how good we can be together.”
She nodded and then bit her lip. “What if ... what if I can’t be what you guys need? I would never be able to choose one over the other.”
“You’ll never have to. We’ll make it work. Just know that at no time will we ever hurt you.”
“I already know that.” The fact that she did to the depth of her soul astounded her, but she wasn’t going to question it. She would try hard to be what they needed because the thought of never having them felt like a piece of her would die.
“Let’s go find Malik. You might think about giving him a kiss, too, if you already haven’t.”
“I haven't. Are you sure he’ll be okay with it?”
Aiden chuckled. “Oh, yeah. He’ll love it. We both love to be affectionate, so I hope that doesn’t bother you?”
Oh, Lord, if they only knew how much I crave it. “No, I won’t mind at all.”
Aiden nudged her to go in front of him. “Let’s go. I’m hungry.”
She snorted. “I have a feeling that happens a lot.”
She jumped when he slapped her ass.
“Hey,” she said as she glowered over her shoulder at him. Only when she went to rub her ass did she realize she still had no underwear on.
He grinned. “Just noticed, huh?”
“Can’t I borrow a pair of your boxers? I can use a pin, so they stay on.”
“I’d say no because I love the idea of having full access to you at all times, but I don’t want to push you either. I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
She smiled and made her way down the hallway.
The house was so quiet, and every corner was shrouded in shadows because the only light was from the fireplace, the muted light through the windows, and a flickering light coming from the kitchen.
If she hadn’t had the guys there, she would have been spooked, but all she felt was safe and cared for.
Malik was standing at the counter, slicing bread and apples. He turned when she was in the doorway.
“How’d it go?”
“Good.” She walked toward him, and he instantly put down the knife and pulled her into his arms.
“What’s this about?”
“I gave Aiden a kiss, and we thought you’d like one, too.”
He growled. “Hell, yeah. Anytime you’re giving them out.”
She giggled, went up on her tiptoes, and pressed her lips against his. He instantly took control, which turned her on.
She had no idea how long they stood there and kissed when a wall of heat blanketed her backside. A moan tore from her throat at the feeling of being surrounded by her men.
A hand cupped one of her breasts, and another skated around her hip to cup her ass. She had no idea whose hands were which, and she didn’t care. It felt wonderful, and she was craving more of it.
Malik ripped his lips from hers and stared down at her. His breath billowed from his lungs, much like hers did.
They didn’t stop their touching and, in fact, grew bolder as Malik studied her expressions. She stared up at him as more hands slid over her. Hard, hot, and rough, but she already started to crave the feel of them and didn’t want them to start.
A moan tore from her as fingers delved between her cunt lips and one finger pressed against her swollen clit.
“Fuck,” Aiden burst out. “She’s so fucking wet.”
She felt a red tide of embarrassment cover her face and tried to pull away.
“Oh, no,” Malik said and tightened his grip on her.
“You need to get used to us seeing and feeling you all the time. Your modesty will eventually go, but in the meantime, you’ll just have to deal with it.
Just know we love everything about your body, and the fact that we arouse you so much is a huge turn on. ”
“Really?” she murmured.
Aiden’s lips pressed against her neck as one of his fingers pushed into her cunt. “Fuck, yeah. You’re so fucking hot and tight. Jesus. Man, if I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to in a minute.”
Malik nodded. “Me, too. But I don’t think she’s ready to give herself to us.”
She shook her head and sighed as Aiden pulled his finger from her sopping pussy.
“Soon, baby,” Aiden growled and then stuck his finger into his mouth and sucked off her cream juice. “Fuck, I could have you for a meal. You taste like honey.”
She bit her lip when Malik smiled down at her.
“I think she likes the idea, Aiden.”
Aiden took a step back and handed Malik the clothes he had in his hands.
“Here are the boxers, a safety pin, a flannel shirt, and socks to keep her warm. I’m going out to the shed to get more wood.”
Malik chuckled.
“I thought you had a ton of wood on the back porch already?” she said.
“We do, but he needs time to cool down.”
She frowned at the doorway Aiden went through.
“He’s fine. Stop worrying.”
She sighed. “Can I help with anything?”
“Yeah, get the juice out of the refrigerator, and then I’ll help you get your clothes on.”
“I can do it.”
“I know, but if one of us is around, we’ll want to do it. Will that bother you?”
The thought of them taking care of her like that made her feel special.
“No, I won’t mind.”
“Good.”