Page 14 of Claimed By Brothers

My very soul sings as I behold this innocent creature as he reaches out to me. All I can do is smile and let him touch my face. His fingers are so warm and soft. He pinches my cheeks and giggles. I’m melting into a puddle here. He belongs with me. My brain is definitely a mess since this child has practically imprinted on me.

“He loves you already,” Binzen says, smiling as he observes me as I interact with Valen.

“What’s not to love?” Izzo chuckles softly. “Amber may not be a Sunnaite, but her heart is ours. Of our kind. Even she cannot deny it.”

“I think we’re all getting ahead of ourselves here,” I reply, but I barely believe my own words.

I don’t know how to explain this, but it’s as if the universe beckons me to keep this child close and safe in my arms. Maybe it’s an effect similar to Binzen and Izzo’s so-called bond with me. It must be something on a hormonal level, like I’ve already been suspecting. I’ll need to address this with Cynthia tomorrow, provided I come out as myself at the break of dawn.

Hell, I have no idea how tonight will end.

“Let us go to our home now,” Izzo says.

Quietly, I get up and follow them away from the bonfire, listening to the flames crackling behind me as Valen keeps touching my face, getting to know me in his own way. He makes soft noises but says no words. I think he likes me, judging by the way he smiles when I glance down at him. To think I was losing track of how many margaritas I had less than twelve hours ago, gleefully celebrating my breakup. Man, Hank is so far away. Literally light years away. My life. My world. My dog. My family. The pang in my stomach is a painful reminder that everything happening here is temporary. I already have a place to go back to, and it’s not Binzen and Izzo’s house.

But this is my home for the time being.

Izzo takes Valen away and into one of the three rooms of the house. The interior walls are painted black, thick red lines dashing across here and there in a simple, decorative fashion. Animal hides cover the stone floors, and candles burn by each window in brass bowls. It isn’t much, but it is clean and comfortable. The furniture is carved from black wood, and the cushions are filled with wool and bird feathers, the stitching tight and brightly colored. It reminds me of a Spanish-style hacienda.

Once Valen is asleep in his bed, I’m left with Binzen and Izzo in the main room. They come closer, and I stop breathing altogether as the reality of my situation quickly catches up with me. It’s happening. This heat I’ve been feeling, this fire that has been building up inside me since we first met… it’s all about to unravel, and I don’t think I want to stop it.

“This isn’t right,” I tell Binzen and Izzo. “I never agreed to any of this.”

Binzen gently takes my hand and guides me into the bedroom. Izzo walks behind us, and I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as he scoops my hair over one shoulder. “Your body and your soul have spoken for you,” Binzen replies. “None of us had any choice in the matter.”

“How can that be? It doesn’t make sense.”

“Yet here you are,” Izzo whispers in my ear. His lips brush my lobe ever so slightly, and a myriad of fires erupt all over my skin as I exhale sharply and shudder from his touch. “Wet with desire and eager to receive us.”

“I’m not wet.” I am lying through my teeth.

“There is no need to lie to us,” Izzo replies.

The bed is huge, built on a solid black wood frame and with a thick mattress covered with layers of delicate, soft brown and cream furs. Dozens of candles burn on the nearby side tables, and a persistent fragrance of something akin to roses and pepper lingers in the warm air. I’m helpless and unable to stop what is about to unfold. I don’t want to stop it.

They’re both so fucking huge, with hard muscles and blazing red eyes. It took me a while to get used to it, but now I find them incredibly appealing—even more than the first time I saw them. There is a sense of incredible power in their gigantic stature, in the hue of their skin, in the sharpness of their claws and their horns. Binzen turns around, his tail reaching around my waist.

“What are you doing?” I whimper, suddenly scared of the spike growing at the end.

The tail slowly tightens just above my hips while Binzen smiles softly. “Claiming my woman.”

“Don’t hurt me.”

“We will never hurt you, Amber,” Izzo replies and plants a kiss on the side of my neck.

That’s it. Game over. I can’t believe it took so little to break me. But I feel my eyes rolling as I tilt my head back and rest it on Izzo’s powerful shoulder. His hands come around as he draws closer. I am small against his massive frame, yet I feel safe and astonishingly feminine, glowing like a light in the dark. I also feel the gargantuan bulge of his erection beneath his loincloth. It’s as sturdy as a rock and way bigger than what any human woman may be used to. But it’s causing a deluge of arousal to trickle down my thighs, my bikini bottom’s soaking wet and ready to drop to the floor.

“Relax,” Binzen says, his mouth finding mine.

I stare into his fiery eyes, and it’s as if I’m looking straight at the heart of a volcano. His lips are sizzling hot and sweet. Mine part to welcome him as he deepens the kiss, his tongue darting past my feeble defenses, eager to play. We clash and devour one another. He tastes like honey and chili, fiery and delicious at the same time.

“That’s it,” Izzo grunts harshly as his hands work their way up my torso. Within a few seconds, he removes my bikini bra and takes hold of my breasts. They’re small and soft compared to his large palms, but the squeeze is out of this fucking world.

“Oh, God, it feels incredible,” I mumble against Binzen’s lips.

“It’s natural,” he says, gazing deep into my eyes. “Your flesh and your spirit respond to ours. Everything we do from now on is reciprocal. This is how it was always meant to be. You were meant to be here, Amber, whether you are ready to admit it or not.”

Izzo’s fingers pinch my nipples hard, and I gasp with excitement, instinctively pushing my ass back into him. He growls softly and trails invisible lines down my hips while Binzen kisses me again and takes over my breasts. His bare hands fondle me slowly at first, getting acquainted with my natural softness and the feel of my skin on his. Tendrils of electrical energy flow through my body, gathering in the pit of my stomach before unraveling deep within my core.

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