Page 98 of Bound by Love
“That is very sexy,radost moya,” Rytsar growled.
Brie opened her eyes to find him staring at her lustfully. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks under his scrutiny and glanced over at Sir. He also had the same ravenous look.
Pleasant tingles coursed down her spine as she wondered if she was about to find out their secret plans for her. “What are you thinking, Rytsar?”
His wicked smile grew wider. “I’m having sexy thoughts.”
“About what?” she ventured.
“About what we will be doing to you.”
Brie squeaked.
“But not yet…” Sir replied with a smirk. Her Master was always challenging her in the area of patience, and it was one thing she had yet to learn.
Her heart started racing. Here she’d thought they’d only come for a traditional family gathering, but these two obviously had something more in mind.
Brie looked back at Rytsar, his intense gaze giving her goosebumps. “Do I have a say in this?”
“Of course,” Sir answered.
But Rytsar shook his head.
Brie giggled nervously. She trusted Sir without question, and she knew Rytsar would never force her to do something she wasn’t willing to do—although he would do everything in his power to convince her.
“Should I be worried?”
Rytsar nodded.
She felt butterflies in her stomach. Looking down at Hope, she giggled to herself. Being married, and now a mother, did not seem to deter either man.
It filled her heart with joy knowing they still longed to dominate her.
Rytsar refused to come with them once the ferry docked at Portoferraio.
“Please join us,” Brie begged.
“Nyet, this is a time for you to introducemoye solntseto your family. It should be private.”
“But youarepart of our family,” Brie insisted.
Rytsar smiled but looked to Sir, wanting his agreement.
“You are my brother,” Sir stated simply. “Dearer to me than blood.”
Rytsar lowered his head for a moment. “You know I feel the same, brother. However…” He put his hand on his chest. “I would feel more comfortable if I came later, after you have had some time to reconnect with your blood relations.”
“It’s not necessary,” Brie insisted.
Sir surprised her by suddenly taking Rytsar’s side. “If he says he is uncomfortable, we shouldn’t force him.”
“But he would, if the tables were turned,” Brie countered.
Rytsar grinned. “Da, I would but, thankfully, your man is not me.”
Brie looked at him sadly. “But I want you there.”
“And I will be. But before I do, I would like to wander the town for a while.” He nodded at Sir. “I want to get to know you better by exploring this part of your youth, brother.”
