Page 105 of Desire

With my eyes now open, I watched him reach down and tug at his pants.

Understanding coursed through me.

Brandle meant to bed me. Here. Now. With Eadric present. My pulse thundered. Fear mixed with desire. And when two ofEadric’s fingers replaced his tongue, I moaned at the slow, deep intrusion.

“She’s wet. Would it be better to let her find her release first?” Eadric asked.

As he spoke, he curled his fingers upward within me, touching the same place his twin had the day before, building my need for what would come next.

“No,” Brandle said around my flesh.

I scowled. If I would have had use of my hands, I would have tugged his hair.

Eadric didn’t give me time to dwell, though, as his fingers unerringly stroked over that place again and again.

As Brandle kicked away his pants, his teeth lightly scraped my breast. I shivered in response and clenched around Eadric’s fingers. Their desire for me climbed.

Eadric kissed his way up my torso to claim my other breast as Brandle’s hand replaced his mouth so he could adjust his position. I felt him kneeling between my legs. Eadric’s fingers were still buried deep inside of me. Moving. Coaxing.

“Kitten, you know what will happen next, don’t you?” Brandle asked, meeting my gaze over his brother’s head.

I managed a faint nod.

“Edmund did his best to prepare you for this when he first started touching you here.” Brandle’s fingers trailed over my hip and traced over my folds as Eadric’s continued to stroke that magical place. “We’ve discussed the spell. You said pleasure lifts it, but you stop responding once you find your release on our mouths or fingers. I think more is needed to break the spell.”

Brandle’s fingers circled my sensitive bud; then one slid in with his brother’s in a single slow thrust that would have curled my toes if I’d been able to do so.

“Once we do this, Kellen, we won’t let you go. You’ll be ours, do you understand? All of us. Together. Always. Once we removethis spell, we will go to Turre to rally the help we need to free your sister. After she is freed, you will not return to her. You will return to us. If you do not agree to this, stop me now by any means necessary.”

Eadric removed his fingers on the next withdrawal so only Brandle stroked me from the inside. The way they were working together to touch me was making it more difficult to focus on his words, but it mattered little. I already belonged to them, and they belonged to me. I had no intention of letting them go either.

After several moments passed without the dishes rattling, Brandle nodded before briefly leaning in to kiss me. His lips touched mine lightly.

“Are you ready to distract her?” Brandle asked.

Eadric’s teeth briefly closed on my nipple.

I groaned loudly.

“Good. Like that then,” Brandle said, withdrawing his touch and replacing it with something much broader that he moved through my slick folds.

The wet head nestled into the dip of my entrance. His need to feel me accept his hard length as I had his fingers consumed him. His desire became my desire.

A wanton sound escaped my lips. Brandle cursed under his breath and slowly pressed forward, trying to force my small opening to accept his girth. My tender flesh seemed to give very little, though, until Eadric bit my nipple lightly again.

I clenched around Brandle’s head. He grunted and stilled. When my core relaxed once more, he eased in another inch.

“Kitten, this isn’t the way I imagined my first time with you. Please. Please give me something. Show me I’m not hurting you or taking what you are unwilling to give. Show me that you like this.”

His fear and hunger wrapped around me.

Eadric took my hand and pressed it against his cheek as he switched to my other breast.

I moaned, and my fingers twitched against Eadric’s skin.

“It’s working,” he said around my breast before nipping my nipple.

I clenched down on Brandle again. He pressed forward another inch then stilled. Sweat dotted his brow as he searched my gaze.

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