Page 31 of Beneath the Flames
Knowing her body well, the two men moved as one, completely in sync with each other. There seemed to be an otherworldly aspect to their claiming because of the intensity of their senses and the connection the three of them shared.
Tears soaked her blindfold as she lost herself in the sheer beauty of their possession. Each thrust increasing her level of sensitivity and causing her climaxes to grow more powerful.
When both men finally came, Brie not only felt their cocks pulsing as they released inside her, but she felt the warmth of their come and could smell her wetness mixed with the erotic scent of each man.
She shuddered in pure ecstasy, her entire bodytrembling as her inner muscles caressed both their shafts, announcing her final orgasm.
Afterward, Brie lay there still riding on the subhigh.
She felt Sir slip out of the bed and lifted her blindfold. She watched him throw on a pair of sweatpants.
“I’ll watch the children so you two can have time alone.”
Rytsar removed his blindfold, nodding. “Thank you,moy droog.”
Brie scooted to the edge of the bed and clasped Sir’s hand, squeezing it tight. He lifted her hand to his lips before leaving the room.
Alone together, Brie turned in the bed to face Rytsar. “I have missed you terribly.”
With a penetrating gaze, his blue eyes bore into hers. “I cannot express how difficult it has been to remain in Russia.”
She stroked his clenched jaw. “Then stay.”
“I cannot. The creature is cunning and has eluded my best men thus far.” A devious smile spread across his face. “But I know exactly how to reel her in. The wheels have been set in motion and I cannot delay.”
He met her gaze, telling her, “It was foolish of me to come…but my soul would have withered to dust if I had not.”
His words tore at her heart. “I’m sorry.”
Rytsar shook his head. “Do not apologize,radost moya. I am here because I love you.”
“I love you, too!” she said, wrapping her arms around him.
Brie felt his pain when he confessed, “I know youhave been through hell and it breaks me inside.”
Tears filled her eyes, the dark memories of her captivity suddenly swirling inside her. Still, she refused to let them overpower her. “I’m healing, Rytsar. He did not break me.”
He crushed her in his arms, a sob escaping his lips. She knew he had suffered every second since her kidnapping and still worried she might not survive, because of what had happened to Tatianna.
The two lay in each other’s arms in profound silence, their souls communicating volumes in a way that mere words could not.
Brie woke up just as the light of a new day was coloring the sky. She smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of joy. This time on the ranch had been soul-affirming and seeing Rytsar again had filled a missing piece inside her.
It felt so natural and right, the five of them together like this—a family.
Stretching her arms, she turned in the bed and saw Sir sleeping peacefully beside her. Assuming Rytsar had gotten up early, she slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the door.
The instant she left the bedroom, she felt the emptiness and knew he was gone.
Scanning the cabin for any signs of him, Brie noticed an envelope sitting on the coffee table. Walking to it, she saw her name written in his handwriting.
“No…” she whimpered. She felt heartbroken that she hadn’t had the chance to say goodbye. Picking up the envelope, she fought back tears as she opened it.
Radost moya,
Trust me, it is better this way.
Saying goodbye would have been too cruel and I could not have survived your tears.
