Page 4 of Rescuing Our Bride

“You must have stepped on something while you were running off. Your heel is bleeding,” he points out as he cradles my bare foot, inspecting it like I’m about to bleed to death.

“Oh… I didn’t notice. It doesn’t even hurt.”

“We need to clean the wound,” the other guy says and walks into the kitchen. He rummages through one of the cabinets before returning with a first aid kit in his hand.

“We should take this dress off and get you cleaned up. How does that sound?” The man in front of me asks seductively.

“Good,” I say against my better judgment. Before I can take it back, my dress is pushed even higher up my leg. “Wait! I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Jax,” the guy at my feet says.

“I’m Mark,” the other one introduces just as he gets on the couch beside me. He reaches for the zipper on the side of my dress and, for some reason, I let him.

No, I don’t just let him. I lift my fucking arm to give him better access. What the hell am I doing?

The dress falls open, exposing my plain white underwear beneath. I didn’t wear anything sexy on purpose. I didn’t want Patrick to think I dressed up for him, but had I known I would end up here, I would have put on something nicer.

“You’re very beautiful,” Mark murmurs while he gathers my dress and pushes it up. Jax helps him wrangle the mass of fabric, and together they pull it up over my head, leaving me sitting on the couch in nothing but my underwear.

Mark pulls my legs into his lap, and I lean back into the fluffy couch pillows while they make quick work of cleaning and bandaging my foot. Though they are only touching my legs and feet, their fingers on my skin have my whole body on fire.

“You ever had a man touch you?” Mark suddenly asks, his eyes burning with desire.

“I haven’t done anything with a man, but I’ve used toys on myself,” I blurt out, because in my mind that’s better than saying I’m a virgin who has no idea about sex whatsoever.

“Is that so?” Jax smiles under his mask. “What kind?”

“Vibrators and stuff.” I bite my lip, as I continuously wonder why I’m even telling them. I’ve never told anyone before, and I wasn’t planning on sharing what I do behind closed doors.

“Just wait until you get a feel of the real thing,” Mark teases, and a warm tingle works up my spine.

Anticipation of what’s to come next has my mind whirling, and I can barely think straight, but I remember what Jax told me earlier.

“Don’t forget, it’s your turn. You said you would take the mask off after my dress is off.” I wave down at my half-naked body.

“I did, and I will stand by my word if you want me to… but I think you would rather us fuck you first.”

My mouth pops open with a gasp. Dumbfounded by how his crude words turn me on even more and the fact that he knows things about me that I barely know about myself.

“Is that what you want, Anna?” My name rolls off Mark’s tongue like he’s said it a million times before.

“I don’t know… yes, maybe, yes.” I stumble over the words, making both men chuckle. “Who says I want to fuck you at all?”

Mark slides his arms under my body and lifts me from the couch. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he silently carries me upstairs to a bedroom. Jax follows closely behind us as we make our way through the house.

“Your body does enough talking.” Mark puts me down on the mattress, and I prop myself up onto my elbows to watch them get undressed. Jax pulls off his shirt first, careful to leave the ski mask in place. His muscular upper body comes into view, and I rub my thighs together, desperate for some friction there. Mark takes his shirt off, and his body doesn’t disappoint either. They are both carved from stone, and I have the urge to run my hands over them just to see how they feel.

“I want you on all fours,” Jax orders, and my body springs into action. I roll over and push myself up on my knees.

The bed dips, and Jax sits down in front of me, his crotch only a few inches away now. The thick outline of his cock is unmistakable, and I gulp, wondering if it will fit.

“Don’t worry. We’ll make you feel really good, baby. I want your mouth on me while Mark fucks you from behind, nice and slow.”

“Okay… but I’ve never done this either.” I glance at his crotch as he unzips himself and pulls out his cock.

“It’s okay. I know you’ll do great. Just keep your mouth open and relax your throat for me.”

Behind me, Mark gets on the bed, palming my ass before sinking his fingers into my panties and pulling them down my legs slowly.

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