18. Enslee
Brogan was so dastardly handsome, especially when he grinned at me the way he was now.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing was something that came to mind, although I had no idea why.
He, along with Declan, had been so patient and understanding with me.
It had to be hard seeing someone you loved not remember a second of that time with you.
I was determined to make sure I did everything in my power to remember soon, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t create new and beautiful memories with them.
“W-would you like to dance with me?”
At first, I thought he might decline, but he rose up from his seat, and my eyes drank in his bare chest and bare feet. Dressed in nothing but a pair of loose athletic pants, he gave new meaning to the words casual and sexy, especially when you combined them together.
He moved over to me like a predator to prey, and I forced those thoughts down. I had no idea why my first thoughts about him were usually enough to make me shudder because when in his arms, I felt safer than I’d ever felt in my entire life. Or at least the life I could remember.
He extended his hand to me, and I eagerly took it, then allowed him to pull me to my feet. “I don’t really know what I’m doing, but you’ll teach me, yes?”
My breath left my body in a whoosh as he pulled me taut to him, then wrapped his hand around the back of my head to hold me in place. “I’ll always take the lead with you.”
I had no idea why that both excited and terrified me at the same time, but I relaxed in his arms. Soon, I fell in step as we danced to no music, at least until Declan remedied that by putting on something.
It had no words, but there was a beat that sounded oddly familiar but strange at the same time.
Everything fell away as I danced with this man so close that I could feel the heat of his chest and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as he twirled me around. Either my body remembered something my mind didn’t, or I was a fast learner.
“Mmmm, you smell good,” he rasped into my ear as we swayed to the beat of the music. “And you feel even better in my arms.”
I slid one hand up his chest, not missing the way his muscles reacted beneath my palm. A slight groan escaped him as I pressed myself tighter against him. His heart rate accelerated, which was nothing less than what mine was doing as well.
Something foreign ignited within me, setting every nerve ending aflame.
As the warmth built, I could feel my veins heating, then all of it rushing down to my core, which now ached.
Having felt his lips against mine, and now being so close in his arms, I wanted something I wasn’t even sure I completely understood.
Arousal. It had to be what I was feeling, but that was a good thing.
I couldn’t imagine anyone not being attracted to either man, and I supposed I hadn’t been immune either.
Brogan’s hand pushed at the back of my head, and I allowed him to push my face against his chest as he tightened his arms around me.
I closed my eyes and was losing myself in the moment until another flash of a memory came rushing back.
In this one, he was carrying me in his arms. I was lifeless…
or maybe it would be better described as weightless.
Whatever it was and wherever it had been, it also disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
And that’d been the most frustrating thing about my memory loss. Whenever I did have the briefest flicker of remembrance, it was always gone before I could make any sense of what I’d seen or heard. A soft sigh escaped me, and I felt Brogan tense.
A strong hand slipped under my chin as he tipped my head up so I’d be forced to stare up at him. I wasn’t sure what he planned to do until his mouth came down on mine. This time, it was not the gentle and tender sort of kisses the two men had been giving me up to now.
This time, he pulled me tighter, imprisoning me against his hard frame as he worked his tongue between my lips.
The instant he coaxed them apart, it slipped through and wrapped around mine.
The world began to spin, or maybe it’d just been the room as his possession left me light-headed and dazed.
Still, I tried to match his own actions, drawing a groan from him.
I had no idea why the sound of his frustration, pleasure, or possibly a combination of both pleased me so much, but it did. It filled me with some sort of pride, and for the first time since the fall, I now felt like I was somewhere I belonged.
Belonging. The word was so simple, and everyone should get to feel that way at some point in their life. The way I treated it with such amazement let me know that I hadn’t always felt this way. I hadn’t always felt as if I belonged. I did now, and I never wanted this moment to end.
But it did, momentarily. Declan cut in and Brogan passed me off to him. “Do you—"
I couldn’t even ask if he intended to dance with me too because he picked back up where Brogan left off. The second his tongue plunged between my lips and he drew mine into his mouth, I could do nothing more than cling to him.
The music continued to play, but the only beat our bodies moved to was that of our desire, our lust, our passion, and our love. Surely, we had to have been in love before the accident. While I wished I could remember, not doing so right now might have been even better.
Like a book you wish you could reread again for the very first time.
A song you wish you could laugh or cry to for the very first time.
A first gentle touch… a first passionate kiss… a first beautiful dance…
And the moment time itself stood still, and there was no one else there but you and him, or in this case, him and him. Brogan came up behind me, and what happened next was every first I could ever imagine all rolled up into one. A beautiful moment in time.
Then, the world started to spin once more, and so quickly as a rush of hands touched me seemingly everywhere.
I had no idea whose hands were whose, but I felt a feather-light rush of breath across my lips, ears, and neck, and the more possessive groping of my ass, breasts, and even the spot between my legs that was actually wet for them.
The emotions each touch stirred inside me both confused and scared me.
It was like being on a roller coaster at an amusement park.
You knew the high would be fleeting, yet you held your breath and savored every nanosecond of it.
I closed my eyes to experience it all, and I had to have frozen as I did so because the touches and warm male bodies disappeared, and I nearly toppled to the floor but caught myself at the last minute.
“Was it all too much right now?” Brogan asked.
“I know you’re still healing, so—”
At both Brogan’s and Declan’s concern, I quickly interrupted.
“It was perfect. Being here with the two of you is perfect. At first, I was upset because I couldn’t remember any of this with you two, but then I realized I get to experience it again as if it was the very first time.
How lucky I must be to get to do that. I get to re-learn not only how I like to be touched, but how you liked to be touched too. ”
“What are you saying?” Declan asked as he moved back in to stroke the side of my face.
“I don’t want you both to stop. I want to see this all through. Tonight!”
“We might hurt you,” Brogan said, and I smiled at him.
“Then so be it. I want to feel any and everything with you that I can. The pleasure… the pain… the unknown…”
The two men exchanged a look, and just when I thought they’d deny me, Declan swept me up into his arms. “Are you certain because once we take you to our bedroom, I’ll sink balls deep inside of you, Enslee.”
“And I’m going to stuff that sweet mouth of yours with my cock,” Brogan added.
I nervously wet my lips with my tongue, then squared my shoulders. “I want to know what it’s like to be owned by you both.” Something flared in their eyes, and I murmured a single word. “Please.”
I was carried down the hallway past the room where I’d been sleeping to the one at the very end of the long hallway.
Upon arriving in it, I noticed it was a lot different than mine.
While it still had a lot of the same white walls, there was a bit more gray and black, making it look much more custom.
This only confirmed the room I had was likely a guest bedroom, which made little sense, but I didn't question it now.
As soon as my feet hit the rug below me, I fused my lips to Declan’s. As his mouth began to move hungrily over mine, Brogan came up behind me. He leaned in to kiss along the shell of my ear, causing me to shudder, before he dropped his hands to the bottom of the oversized T-shirt I was wearing.
The next thing I felt was the shirt being raised up my body, causing Declan to pull away just long enough for it to clear my head. The time to back out of this was now, and when Declan sank his teeth into my neck, the time came and went as I cried out in pleasure instead of protest.
The bite of pain was completely unexpected, but it morphed so beautifully into a warmth that began to spread through my entire bloodstream like wildfire. The truth was that I wanted these men and whatever this was that they were doing to me. In fact, I wanted it to never stop.
My shorts and panties met the same fate as my shirt, and soon I was standing there completely naked in front of them.
But my embarrassment, shyness, or whatever one wanted to call this didn't last long.
It did turn to apprehension when Brogan came up behind me, and I realized he no longer had his pants on, either.
His cock was long, hard, and warm against the small of my back.