Page 93 of Gift from the Tree

There are no words coming out of my mouth. All I can think about is him, spanking my ass red, then soothing it away as he sinks his fingers deep inside of me.

“Say you understand that’s what would happen if you ran off on us, Willow.”

“I understand,” I whisper on a breathy moan.

“Good girl,” he praises as he runs his thumb over my bottom lip. “You can go. But Gaster will have to transport you there and back and check on the wards when he gets there. I want hourly updates, and you’ll answer your communicator if any of us calls you. You both will leave immediately and get to the mansion if anything happens.”

I nod, still trapped in his commanding gaze. I can barely breathe, and the breaths I can take are full of the smell of him. It’s driving me wild with want.

“There you are, little wanderer. I’ve been looking all over for you.” Draken’s voice scares me out of my lustful haze, and I try to pull back from Corentin, but he just holds on tighter, gripping my chin to look back up at him.

“I have some things I need to finish up here before heading home. I’ll see you there soon.” He leads me over with his hand still firm on my lower back to a smirking Draken.

“Come on, let’s go be lazy until dinner.” Draken takes Corentin’s place, walking us out of the office.

I can’t resist looking over my shoulder to see if he’s watching me, and he is, with a satisfied smirk gracing his lips, telling me he knew I was going to do that, and he was waiting for it.

God, these men are going to cause me so much trouble.

Draken transports us to the mansion, and we make our way up to the lounge to lie around. I’m feeling all sorts of guilty and shitty about my mixed emotions. It’s causing me to fidget, twist, and I can’t get comfortable.

“Spill, little wanderer. What’s got you so antsy?”

Looking at sweet Draken’s face makes me feel ten times worse. He’s so perfect, and I should only have eyes and feelings for him. This is so unfair to him.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I say with barely restrained tears.

“What do you mean, Willow?” He sits up, facing me, concern etched into every feature of his face now.

“I’m having feelings for other people, and I shouldn’t. I should only feel that for you, and I feel so guilty and confused. It’s so unfair to you. If the roles were reversed, I’d be ready to murder someone,” I say in a nervous ramble of word vomit, but I have to get it out there and talk to him about this.

“Are you talking about Tillman and Corentin?” he asks softly.

I can’t bear to look at him, so I keep my head down as the first tear falls and nod.

“Look at me, Willow.” He has a serious tone in his voice that makes me cry harder, knowing he’s about to end this with me, and I can’t blame him. How could he want to be with someone who’s fantasizing and flirting with his brothers?

Sucking up the courage because I deserve whatever he’s about to do, I wipe my face and tilt my head up to him.

“It’s okay, sweetness. There’s nothing to be guilty or upset about. I’m not mad at you at all. The opposite, actually,” he says with a small smile.

“What?” I must’ve heard him wrong because there’s no way he just said he’s okay with that.

“We’re a Nexus group, little wanderer. We were always going to be attracted to the same female. It doesn’t bother me in the slightest bit that you are attracted to them. I’m very happy about it, love it, encourage it. Now, if there’s another guy you’re talking about, he’s a dead man walking.” He says that last part in a deadly tone that’s laced with possessiveness.

“I still don’t understand, Draken.”

“I know and I’m sorry, sweetness. But just know you’re not doing anything wrong by being attracted to any of my brothers. It’s okay with me. I want you to want them, and I’d never be mad at you about it,” he says before he leans forward and captures my lips in a slow, all-consuming kiss.

“Please don’t tell them. They constantly give me very mixed signals. This could be completely one-sided, and I don’t want to be embarrassed. I’m struggling with the idea of being attracted to multiple men as it is, and I still don’t understand why you are okay with it… We need to talk about this.” I lean my head back, giving him better access to my neck as he peppers kisses down my jaw, even though I know I should be getting down to the bottom of this instead.

“I won’t, but I can promise you they feel the same, trust me. But I’ll let you all figure your own relationships out when you’re ready. No more worrying or talking. Right now, I want to take care of all this frustration you have built up.” He starts laying kisses on my neck again, gripping the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

Instead of unhooking my bra, he pulls down both cups and lets my tits fall out. Without warning, he attacks one of my nipples, his teeth scraping across my sensitive nub, drawing a long moan from my lips.

“Draken.”

“I wonder if I could make you come just from sucking your nipples.” He chuckles as my body shivers at the thought, and that gives him his answer. “We’ll try that one day, sweetness.”

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