Chapter 15
15
R AIN
“Oh, look who’s here,” Ed says as they both take us in.
Ed wears jeans and a sheer navy shirt that splits open across his chest, a silver necklace sparkling between his pecks.
His cheeks are still flushed after a strenuous session in the gym, and his eyes are restless.
He flashes a crooked grin, running his gaze over me and noticing my blush.
Slowly, he purses his lips.
“Hmm...”
“Ed,” Lex murmurs, his eyes glinting with a secret grin before locking James’ gaze.
Lex wears a white T-shirt and dark jeans, a rebel strand of hair brushing his high cheekbones.
James pulls out a chair for me and invites me to take a seat.
Running my hands down, I straighten my white summer dress before I slide into my seat.
James sits next to me.
He wears a black shirt open at the neckline and dark jeans.
We focus on dinner––grilled fish, vegetables, wild rice, and mango key lime pie.
The evening is filled with stories from back home and James’ humorous take on life.
I learn more about their childhood, memorable camp trips, and adventurous life in the Dark House.
We recollect the night they captured Eve and me, and I realize how much fun they had at our expense.
Throughout the evening, I observe them.
It’s hard not to notice how solid their friendship has been all these years.
Their story reminds me of how lonely I’ve become.
As dinner draws to an end, I empty my glass of wine and push up to my feet.
“You okay?” James asks.
“Mm-hmm,” I say, evading his eyes.
Silently, I spin around and stroll away.
A few quick steps take me inside the house. I saunter across the living room, heading straight to the bedroom.
The place is quiet and faintly lit, the ocean tossing waves against the shore nearby.
Standing at the top of the stairs in the bedroom, I peer at the horizon, the breeze rolling smoothly across my skin.
It doesn’t take long, and footsteps echo throughout the house, inching closer and making my heart race.
Someone enters the bedroom, and their footsteps stop behind me.
Muscular arms wrap around my body, warm lips kissing my hair.
“Why are you sad?” Ed asks softly.
“I’m not sad,” I murmur.
I turn to face him, smiling to confirm I’m not sad.
He locks my eyes and takes my face in his hands.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks softly, his breath fanning over my lips.
“He doesn’t have a problem with it. Why would I?” I say quietly.
Slowly, he runs his thumbs across my cheeks.
“You can’t do it out of spite.”
I bring my fingers to his face.
“I’m not…” I murmur, touching his cheek before brushing his lips gently.
They quiver beneath my fingertips.
We lock eyes again as I push up on my toes.
He tips his head down, our lips almost touching.
“I know why we’re all here,” I say. “And I wouldn’t be a part of this if I didn’t want it,” I murmur against his lips.
He smoothly snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me into him.
His soft kiss leaves me breathless.
His lips are hot and trembling with emotion as if he cares about me.
I’m sure he does, and that thought alone makes me warm inside.
I’m torn, yet I enjoy the pleasure.
He gently tears away from me, and my eyes move to the doorway where two men silently watch us.
Lex steps in first, a soft, black blindfold in his hand.
Darkness falls over my eyes as he ties the blindfold at the back of my head.
Leaning closer, he gently squeezes my hand and murmurs in my ear.
“You can stop us anytime, but you probably won’t. I think you’ll like it.”
He walks around and stops behind me as Ed moves in front of me, takes my hands, and places them on his chest.
A moment later, I curl my arms around his neck.
His warm breath slides over my lips before trailing down my neck as he places soft, warm kisses.
Reverberations of his tender touch echo through my body, spurring heat between my legs.
I sense their bodies near me and envision their eyes drifting down, taking me in.
The soft music in the house registers with me, as does my quivering.
Sweeping the hair away from my shoulder, Ed plants kisses on my cheek and jawline before slowly drawing paths of pleasure down my neck while Lex unfastens and removes my dress.
The garment falls to the floor before he nudges me to walk out of it.
“Your shoes, baby…” Lex murmurs.
I slip out of my sandals.
Wearing only my panties and a soft bra, I wait for their touch again.
Ed’s hand wraps around my neck, his lips sliding onto mine, softly capturing my mouth in a sensual, arousing kiss.
My entire body responds to him, humming with pleasure.
He closes the gap between us, his frame lining my body, his hips pressing into me, his full erection grinding against me as he keeps kissing me.
My fingers dip into his neck.
He gives me a hard kiss.
Lex mirrors Ed’s move, pressing his body into me at my back, letting me feel his erection, looping his arms around my waist, and trailing his hands up my stomach before cupping my chest.
Without hesitation, he softly squeezes them before scooping them out of my bra and kneading them gently.
He twitches against my lower back, his breaths searing the side of my neck.
He keeps stroking my breasts while tilting his hips and slowly grinding into me. Ed does the same thing against my stomach, igniting a fire between my thighs.
A moan falls from my lips as Lex kneads a little harder, and both men burn as if they run a fever.
Lex moves his hands, pinching my nipples, his slow, sensual moves increasing my pleasure.
There’s no hurry in his touch. No harshness.
My mouth stays locked with Ed’s as I slowly arch, pushing my bottom against Lex’s groin.
He presses his erection into me while I grind against him through his jeans.
My hand slides past Ed’s abs before stroking his hard-on through his pants.
They pull even closer so that I can feel them better.
Rolling my hips, I grind against Lex’s shaft while stroking Ed’s hard length.
They grunt softly, and I shudder with pleasure.
Ed lowers his head and flicks my nipples with his tongue before biting my flesh and sucking on them.
Lex keeps kneading my breasts while Ed teases a nipple with his tongue, a storm of pleasure spinning in my center.
“That’s it, baby...” Lex murmurs, grinding into me a little harder.
Ed’s lips capture mine again, his tongue possessively entering my mouth, his cock rubbing against my palm.
I squeeze him firmly, making him grunt again before removing his shirt.
“Rain...” he murmurs as I run my hand down his hard meat.
Smoothly, I work his jeans open and cuff his stiff cock.
He rocks his hips against my touch, groaning against my mouth.
Without breaking the kiss, he removes my bra while Lex slides my panties down. Everything happens fast as we no longer want to wait.
Lex’s palms glide down, caressing my skin before running up, parting my thighs, touching my pussy, and making me shake with lust.
His fingers only sweep through my wetness once before he lowers himself at my back and spreads my legs so he can eat me out from behind.
Oh... It feels good.
He presses his mouth against my flesh, and another shiver pushes through my frame, a growl vibrating in my throat.
The sensation is amazing.
I hold onto Ed, kissing him deeper and stroking him harder as I need them both even more.
“Ed…” I murmur, in a trance.
“It feels good, baby,” he says, and I moan in response.
Smoothly, he lifts and holds my thigh against his body as Lex moves his lips over my entrance before thrusting his tongue into me.
I dig my nails into Ed’s neck.
His heavy breaths sear my lips.
“Ed…” I quietly say, the pleasure only soaring.
He crashes his mouth onto mine as I shudder in his arms.
“Fuck…” he mumbles, having a hard time controlling himself.
Panting, Lex pulls up.
His hands come to my chest, his lips to my neck, while Ed descends, showering me with kisses.
Ed’s mouth trails up my inner thighs, inching closer to my pussy. He runs his tongue between my folds and kisses my clit, tasting my arousal.
I gasp as Lex’s mouth moves down my neck, his hard cock stirring.
“I... I...” I murmur as Lex gently bites my neck, and I sweep his hot erection with my rear, grinding my pussy against Ed’s lips.
“I... can’t...”
“Yes, you can…” a voice I love says.
James curls his hand around my neck, his touch throwing me into a blazing fire.
It’s different from theirs.
It’s hard, possessive, and distinct. It has that feeling of danger that I sensed in him the first time I met him.
“James,” I gasp before his mouth crashes onto mine, claiming me, and that’s the end of me.
I uncontrollably shake against them, the pleasure shooting fast through me as I cling to him.
“James,” I groan against his mouth, breaking and coming, wrapped in his arms.
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RAIN
My head sinks into a soft pillow as two bodies slide on either side of me. One hand moves slowly from my stomach to my chest, the other caressing my neck.
Warm lips brush over my face too.
My blindfold is still on.
“Hey,” a soft voice says as Ed shifts his position and hovers over me before entering me smoothly.
The pleasure stifles any kind of words and thoughts. He moves… while I wrap my arms around his neck and arch my body, rocking it against his.
“You feel so good,” he says, rolling his hips and feeding that fire inside me, keeping me right on the cusp of experiencing another peak of pleasure.
His hand goes up my neck, his fingers sliding into my hair as he kisses me again. I follow his lead, enjoying every moment we have, aware the two other men witness everything.
A few more moments pass before he leaves my body, and someone else’s hand cups my face.
He smiles against my lips as he roots himself inside my body.
“This is too good to be true…” I whisper against Lex’s lips.
He chuckles quietly.
“I told you you’d like it…” he murmurs and starts loving my body, teaching me what the Night of the Kings really is.
That it’s so much more than sharing someone.
It’s three handsome, skillful men making love to one woman.
As if she rules their lives.
As if she holds their hearts in her hand.
As if she’s the beginning and the end for them.
They take turns loving me gently, tenderly, and sensually throughout the night. They fire up every fiber in my body, taking me on paths of pleasure I’ve never traveled before.
They whip my senses. They whisper and purr, their voices slithering across my skin, making me yearn for more.
Throughout the night, they keep me blindfolded, and I learn to distinguish them.
They don’t overpower me. They allow me to have power over them and make me feel like I’m their queen.
Close to the morning hours, gentle fingers stroke my face.
“How is it, baby? I can’t get enough of you,” Ed murmurs in my ear in a lover’s voice.
Lex grazes my shoulder with his teeth, sliding his hands over my body.
I roll to face him, his hot breath fanning over my face.
Our lips connect as I curl my arm around his neck.
“Has it always been like that?” I ask quietly.
“No. This is better,” he murmurs.
“Is he still here?”
“He never left.”
A smile comes to my lips.
I pull upright and sit on my knees, folding my legs under me as I slide my hands over their erections.
They pull up on their knees in front of me.
I lean to Ed first and take his throbbing shaft into my mouth while stroking Lex before I switch.
They guide my head as I alternately have them in my mouth, hot and wet and pulsing.
A rustling echoes behind me, and two hands grip my hips, pulling my bottom out.
Grunting, James positions himself behind me.
I’m on all fours, and Lex and Ed control my mouth.
Lex slides his cock between my lips first and then pulls out before Ed fills up my mouth.
Moans drift through the air as we do this several times.
James’ hand goes between my legs, nudging them apart before he presses his chiseled crown against my entrance.
Hard as steel, he slowly enters me, stretching and filling me up.
Curving my spine, I spread my legs for him even more.
His grip hardens as the air thickens with tension, heat, and lust.
“James?”
I sense the urgency in Ed’s voice as James picks up the pace, pounding into me.
Coiling tension builds inside me, hard flesh filling my mouth, the sound of heavy breaths rolling in my ears.
And then I sense the tension flaring through James’ body.
He keeps plunging into me as Ed reaches a peak, his groans filling the room, his hot release landing on my back.
I run my hand up Lex’s thigh.
He pulls my hair into his fist and fills my mouth again, rock hard.
“Rain... Fucking shit, baby...”
I use my hand and mouth and make him lose control swiftly.
A curse rips through the air, his warm release dripping on my lips.
In one swift motion, James pulls me up and collars my neck while I reach back and grab his thigh. I yank off my blindfold and look at the two men in front of me.
Propped against the pillows, Ed and Lex palm their cocks, their lips glistening, their half-lidded eyes foggy as if they’re high.
They drink us in with lustful eyes as James takes me up to that explosive high.
His arms are locked around me, his body crashing into me with force.
I let all that power burn through me, every part of him claiming me and every part of me submitting to him.
I know that this is it.
We will never come back from this.
This is the end. Or the beginning.
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RAIN
Next morning.
I slip a silky robe on, walk to the top of the stairs, and lower myself on the first step.
The morning dances on the shore, dipped in bright, clear light, making the water sparkle and the sand glitter.
A soft wind carries the scent of flowers away when two silhouettes emerge from the ocean.
Ed rakes his fingers through his hair and waves at me. Lex follows his gaze and nods softly, locking my eyes.
I shift my gaze away from them and scan the beach, looking for him.
Far away, a third silhouette jogs toward the house, his torso glistening with sweat.
Moments later, James stops next to Ed and Lex, flashing a grin. He doesn’t look at me.
Laughter rocks their chests, and sunlight twinkles in their eyes.
Lex lifts his chin in my direction, and James turns his head to me, his eyes finding mine.
He squints at me before breaking his eyes away from me. A few strides bring him to the top of the stairs.
He looks at me, a faint smile draped over his lips.
“Morning,” he says, smiling.
I stare at him.
“You didn’t sleep in our bed last night,” I say.
He flashes a mysterious smile, his hands clasped on his hips.
“No,” he murmurs cryptically before slipping by me and walking to the shower.
I push up to my feet and follow him.
“James?”
He vanishes inside the bathroom without a word.
I push the door open just as he slips out of his swim trunks and steps into the stream of water.
He slides the glass door closed.
Ice runs through my veins. I push the shower door open and turn the water off.
“What are you doing?” he asks in a cold voice this time.
“What is this, James?”
“What is what?”
He snatches a towel from a rack, runs it over his groin, and wraps it around his waist.
“You’re acting strangely.”
His hand comes to my face, a faint smile on his lips, nothing to read in his eyes.
“I’m not.”
“You’re different.”
“How?” he asks, an unsettling grin glinting in them.
At once, I realize what this is, and a sharp pain grows in my chest, tears pooling in my eyes.
“Why are you crying, Rain?”
I look at him for a few seconds, searching his eyes, hoping for a different answer.
He is as cold as the glass of the shower booth.
“Why do you have to break my heart?” I ask in a quiet voice, tears falling from my lashes.
His eyes dip slowly to my lips as he tenderly brushes them away with his thumb.
“I’m not.”
He leans to me and places a kiss on my cheek, barely touching my face.
“Go out there. Enjoy the beach and the sun. You’re flying to New York tomorrow morning.”
End of Book Two
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