Chapter Seventeen
Chapter
Seventeen
Emily
Imust have drifted off to sleep during the car ride home because the next thing I knew, I was being placed onto a soft mattress that felt like heaven. Realization came immediately that I wasn’t at home, since there was no way my bed felt so luxurious.
I blinked my sleepy eyes awake to see twin handsome faces smiling down at me.
Though the features were identical, the men couldn’t have been more different than the sun from the moon with their contrasting expressions.
One was often grinning and projected soothing warmth, while the other was dark and brooding, promising wicked delights.
I still couldn’t understand how I didn’t see it from the beginning.
“Hey,” I whispered shyly, as I glanced from one to the other, unable to get my fill of either of them.
After giving our statements to the police, the brothers had, in fact, forced me to undergo an examination by the EMTs.
But, as I had told them, I was perfectly fine.
Other than a couple of broken nails and a strained voice, there was nothing wrong with me.
Could it have been worse? Absolutely. Veronica hadn’t counted on anyone actually missing me or looking for me so quickly.
Why would she? To her, I was nobody special.
Certainly not someone that the Lane twins would have decided was theirs after rejecting countless other beautiful women and men.
“Hey, beautiful girl.” Brandon stepped back, and I watched as he removed his suit jacket and draped it over the armchair sitting in the corner near the bed. I glanced around the room, taking in the space for the first time, and realized that I must have been in one of their bedrooms.
The room was large and done in shades of grays and dark blues with dark wood furniture.
A large armoire sat against one wall, a lamp on it with a gorgeous glass mosaic shade in shades of blue that I wanted to take a closer look at.
Two doors on another wall led into what I assumed were the bathroom and a closet, and on the opposite wall was a double set of doors that led to a balcony.
Framed art complemented the space, giving it a warm feel, but one caught my eye because it was different from the others. It was a woman in profile done in a way that looked almost… dreamy. Like it was seen through a mist or fog. It was beautiful.
“Wait a minute. Is that me?” I gasped and sat up.
“I have another one commissioned. It should be ready any day now.”
I turned to see Brayden staring at me, his expression unreadable as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
I glanced at Brandon, who was watching his brother as well.
He turned to look at me, winked, then turned back to his brother.
It looked as if he were watching him closely for a reaction of some kind.
Or, like he was concerned for his brother.
I looked back at Brayden, who was still carefully concealing his thoughts, his face blank from any emotion. Then, I understood. Brayden was waiting for my response, and he was worried about how I would react to what I suspected was a gift. My man felt vulnerable.
I understood vulnerability more than most.
I climbed off the bed and walked over to him on bare feet.
I glanced down at my bare toes in the plush carpet and flexed them, feeling the thick fibers.
One of them must have taken my heels off when they brought me inside.
I was beginning to understand how thoughtful they were, and they were showing how much they cared for me in so many ways.
I stood up on my tiptoes, placing my hands on his bare chest under the unbuttoned shirt as he stood there motionless.
“Thank you,” I whispered, placing a kiss on the corner of his lips. “It’s beautiful.”
I started to drop back down to my heels, but Brayden let out a growl and wrapped his arms around my waist and jerked me against him.
I let out a gasp as my chest collided with his.
He quickly took advantage, plunging his tongue inside my open mouth and tasting every inch of me in a savage kiss that left me breathless but craving so much more.
I let out a moan, not caring to hold back from them anymore.
I wanted to show them how much they affected me, how much they had made me care about them.
They broke down my walls brick by brick before I’d even realized what they were doing.
When I thought they’d been playing games with me, they were quick to prove to me how wrong I really was.
As Brayden stole my breath, I felt warmth against my back and knew that Brandon was there.
Tingles of anticipation ran across my skin as heat filled my belly, settling into my core.
Hands drifted up and down my back, alternating with featherlight touches and heavier passes with his fingertips as he kneaded them into my muscles.
Brayden broke the kiss, but his lips didn’t leave me as he ran them across my chin and down to my neck.
My breaths were coming out in heavy pants, leaving my chest heaving as Brandon started trailing his lips behind my ear.
I squeezed my eyes closed and tilted my head to the side as I took in the sensations of having one pair of hands gripping me tightly.
The other was constantly moving, never knowing where they would stop and press into my flesh next.
The lips drifting across my collarbone stopped while the ones behind my ear slid down to my neck.
My knees buckled, and I let out a cry as they both began to suck.
I threw my hand up to grip Brandon’s head behind me, even though I was never in any danger of falling.
Brayden’s grip was secure, and Brandon was right there, ready to catch me.
“What are you doing to me?” I moaned out breathlessly.
Twin chuckles surrounded me. “Oh, sweet girl,” Brandon began, nipping my neck.
“We’re just beginning,” Brayden finished.
With those words, Brandon’s hands moved down to my waist. I felt my skirt loosen as he lowered the zipper.
Cold air brushed over my legs, causing goosebumps to break out across my flesh.
At the same time, Brayden’s tight hold left my waist, but before I could protest the loss, he reached up and gripped my blouse.
With a sharp tug, tiny black buttons went flying.
Before I could let out a gasp of surprise, Brandon’s strong grip was lifting me into Brayden’s arms. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around trim hips.
The sensation of my bare pussy resting against the heat of Brayden’s slacks had me sucking in a breath as I shivered, not from the cold of the room, but from the instant heat that flooded every cell of my body.
“Mr. Lane!” I blurted, causing both men to chuckle again.
“I like the way that sounds, don’t you, brother?
” Brandon asked in a husky tone as his hand ran from my hip slowly until it ran across my ass, then stopped once he reached my hot, wet core.
“But, I’d like to hear what other names our girl can come up with.
” A finger swiped through my wetness and caressed my clit before disappearing.
I let out a cry of dismay at the loss, immediately ready to start begging to have his touch back.
Brayden began walking, and with every step towards the bed, I felt his hard dick rubbing against me through his slacks. “Yes,” he said between nips and kisses along my neck. “Like ‘sir’, ‘master’, or ‘my lord’.”
I couldn’t help the giggle that erupted. “Never!”
My back hit the mattress, and Brayden came down over the top of me.
His bright blue eyes held my gaze as he leaned down and used his teeth to lower one bra strap.
He let go, then used the flat of his tongue to lick across my nipple before sucking it into his mouth through the lace of my bra.
When he let go, he gave the tight bead a bite, making me jerk my hips with a gasp.
“We’ll just have to see, won’t we, Sunshine?
” With that, he gave me a wink, then hefted himself off me in one swift movement.
His hands went to his belt and began to slip the leather through the buckle.
Movement caught my attention, forcing my gaze to the side, only to see an identical view.
Brandon stared down at me with hunger in his eyes, his hands at his waist, his fingers working almost frantically to shed his clothing.
As I watched the two men, my eyes darting back and forth, unable to take in all the male beauty being revealed inch by inch, my chest started heaving.
Every piece of clothing that fell to the floor ramped up my heart rate until it felt like my heart was pounding against my ribcage.
My fists clenched the bedding underneath me.
Brayden was finished undressing first and fisted his cock as he prowled slowly toward me, his blue eyes blazing with heat as they raked over me. “I think we can find a better use for that bra.”
I glanced down at myself, forgetting that I was still wearing the lacy undergarment.
I blushed, my cheeks turning hot as I took in the sight of my naked body covered in absolutely nothing but red lace that did little to hide my nipples.
I looked back up at Brayden, resisting the urge to cover myself. “What do you mean?”
He chuckled as he reached the edge of the mattress.
He gave one last stroke to his cock, then put a knee on the bed next to me.
“My eyes are up here, Sunshine,” he said, humor lacing every word.
I eyed his thick, veiny cock, unable to help the trickle of trepidation that inched down my spine at the size.
I remembered his brother being just as large when I had him in my mouth.
I also knew how much I had to stretch to make it fit between my lips. “Emily,” he prompted.
“I don’t know about this…” I trailed off as he took my chin in his hand and turned my face towards his, making me blink up at him.
He studied my face, his eyes sweeping over my features. “You don’t have to be afraid.”
“We will take care of you, sweet girl.” I darted my eyes over to see Brandon standing at the foot of the bed, looking every bit as overwhelmingly sexy as his brother. “Remember how you felt this morning? How it felt to have our hands and mouths on your body?”
“How your pussy was dripping down your thighs?” My jaw dropped even as my face flamed with heat at the memory his words evoked.
Brandon cleared his throat and gave a not so gentle nudge to Brayden’s shoulder, making him grunt as he swayed to keep his perch on the mattress.
The gleam in his blue eyes told me he wasn’t the least bit sorry for being so crude in his reminder.
“What I mean, sweetness, is that we will make you feel good. You already know that. But if you want to wait, we would still love to give you pleasure if you’d allow it.”
Brandon’s words were soothing, and I love him for the promise to wait.
But it also did something to me that I hadn’t expected.
It made my heart beat faster in panic. “No!” I blurted out, then took a calming breath before letting it out slowly.
“No,” I said in a softer voice. “I don’t want to wait.
Really.” I looked at both of them, letting them see my sincerity and vulnerability.
I’d been waiting long enough to live outside the safety of the walls I’d built around my life and heart.
I was ready. I lifted my chin. “I want this. I want both of you.”
Brayden leaned closer and wrapped his hand around my throat, making me let out a silent gasp of excitement mixed with a hint of fear of the unknown.
I didn’t believe he would ever hurt me, but I also had no experience, and this man wanted things from me I had only ever read about, never dreaming they happened in real life.
“You have to say it, Sunshine.” His piercing gaze held my eyes captive, a challenge and an invitation wrapped in sinful promises of delight.
I swallowed audibly, the quiet sound seeming to echo around the room.
The palm of his hand against the skin of my throat felt firm and warm, a reminder that from this moment forward, he would own me.
My body would be his, and he wouldn’t hesitate to do all the things he’d been hinting at since the first day in the break room.
“I want you and Brandon to fuck me. Make me yours.”