Embroidered Fantasies

Chapter Fifteen

Radnor held tight to the treasure in his arms, savoring the feel of her weight against his body, her hand pressed against his chest. He didn’t want to release Roxanne. It wasn’t easy, but he forced himself to set her gently on the bed. She hadn’t left. Hadn’t returned to her world. She’d chosen to stay here, with them. With him.

He was to be her husband. He glanced at Sednar to see how he was taking the news. His brother smiled at him, looking pleased and happy. That would never change.

Radnor pledged then and there. He would make certain his brother never felt left out of their union. Roxanne had more than enough love to give them both.

Sednar’s love was real, but his needs were simpler than Radnor’s were. His brother would be happy to have Roxanne with them, in their bed. Radnor knew he needed her bound to him by law in order to subdue the demons that sometimes swirled deep within him. Roxanne quieted them, soothed them in a way he couldn’t truly explain.

He’d gone from the deepest depths of despair to absolute happiness in such a short span of time his emotions were all over the place. The one thing he did know was that Roxanne would never regret her choice. He’d make it his life’s work to ensure that never happened.

“Let’s get this off you.” He reached down and pulled at the fastener of her dress. It parted, revealing pale, bare skin. “I was right,” he growled. “You aren’t wearing any underwear.” He combed his fingers through the thatch of dark curls that covered her mound. They were soft and springy.

Her gasp turned to a moan as he used his finger to part her slick folds. He found her clit and teased the hard nub. Roxanne moved her hips against his hand. Radnor smiled. She was really here.

Sednar slid one arm beneath her shoulders. “Sit up for a second,” he urged.

Roxanne struggled to help Sednar slip the dress down her arms. Radnor removed his hand long enough to grab the garment and pull it the rest of the way off. He would have torn it from her body, but she might want to keep it. She hadn’t arrived here with much. It was part of her past and he wanted to honor it.

Naked, she lay on the bed, legs parted, arms out. “I want both of you this time.” There was no mistaking her meaning.

Sednar jumped out of bed and hurried toward the bathing chamber.

“What’s wrong?” Radnor could hear the concern in her voice and hastened to reassure her.

“He’s going to get something to help make things easier and more pleasurable when we both claim you.”

“Oh.” Her eyes widened and she swallowed hard.

He leaned down and kissed her. “Only pleasure. I promise.” The corners of her mouth turned up. “I trust you.” Radnor closed his eyes, savoring that trust. She hadn’t told them she loved them, but she had to feel something for them, something deep. Even after seeing the more brutal sides of their nature, after seeing them with blood on their hands, she’d given up her home for them. Love would come in time.

He heard Sednar returning and rolled off the bed long enough to undo his pants and pull them off. His cock bobbed forward, heavy and full. He glanced toward his brother. Totally naked now, Sednar must have stripped while he was in the bathing chamber.

Roxanne gave a low hum of pleasure as they both approached her. She licked her lips. He wanted that tongue on his body. He knelt beside her and covered her mouth with his. Her fingers tunneled through his hair, holding there. He could have told her there was no need. There was nowhere else he’d rather be.

He made slow forays into her sweet mouth, teasing her tongue, tasting her essence.

Sweet. She always tasted sweet. She gasped and jerked beneath him. He swallowed the sound and knew that Sednar had gone to work pleasuring her. Not to be outdone, he ended the kiss.

Sure enough, Sednar was currently feasting on her sweet breasts, his tongue flicking one delectable nipple while his fingers teased the other.

Radnor kissed the curve of her neck simply because it was there and he had to. He tugged on her earlobe with his teeth and traced the delicate whorl of her ear with this tongue.

A low moan was his reward.

His cock was throbbing relentlessly now. Every inch of it ached to sink into her hot depths. And he would. But first he had to make certain she was ready to take them both.

He worked his way down her body, licking and tasting—the plump curve of her breast, the dip of her waist, the indentation of her bellybutton. Then he was between her thighs. They were long and lean and slightly bruised from her fall.

He raised his head. “Are you sure, Roxanne? You’re bruised and injured.” It would probably kill him to stop, but he’d do it.

Sednar raised his head, eyes filled with concern. “I didn’t think.”

“I’m not that bruised.” She glared at both of them. “Don’t even think about stopping.”

Radnor couldn’t help smiling. “My lady’s wish is my command.” She snorted, which made him laugh. She had no idea just how much power she wielded, but he figured she’d eventually learn. She had years to discover it.

He shouldered her legs farther apart and used his thumbs to part the slick folds of her pussy. She was always wet and ready for him. It was such a gift. He leaned down and blew on her damp flesh. Then he licked her.

Roxanne’s hips came off the mattress when Radnor licked a path from her anus to her clit. Her breasts heaved as she took a breath. Sednar sucked one rosy nipple into his mouth. His nimble fingers tugged on her other nipple, leaving it a hard, aching nub.

She was burning up as if she had a fever. And maybe she did. These men had stolen her heart and marked her as theirs. Forever.

“More,” she gasped. She’d never felt this free before. Free to ask for what she wanted.

“My pleasure.” Radnor licked his lips before lapping at the swollen bud of nerves at the apex of her pussy. He leisurely pushed two thick fingers into her sheath and opened them, preparing her for his thick cock.

Her eyes almost rolled back in her head at the thought of the pleasure to come.

Radnor pulled his fingers back to the edge of her opening and then completely away.

She frowned and undulated her hips, wanting more of his touch.

He moved his hand lower and stroked over the puckered opening of her bottom.

His finger was slick with her cream. He rimmed her before carefully pushing past the thick muscles. She shrieked as the tip of his finger entered her. She couldn’t help it. No one had ever touched her there before.

His gaze flew to hers and he removed his finger. “Stop?” She shook her head. It didn’t hurt. Not yet. It just felt oddly embarrassing.

“Use this.” Sednar tossed a container of something to his brother.

As Radnor opened it, she could smell the herbs. He dipped two fingers inside.

When he pulled them away they were covered in a thick jelly-like substance. “What is it?”

He pressed his finger back against her ass and pushed, this time sliding deeper. The muscles in her bottom clenched and she forced herself to relax. This wouldn’t work if she stayed so tense.

“It’s something to ease our passage into you. The herbs in the mixture will also relax you.” He grinned at you. “Put you more in the mood.”

“Make me hornier you mean.”

Sednar laughed, leaned down and kissed her. His kiss was much different from Radnor’s. More playful, but just as skilled.

As Sednar kissed her, Radnor continued to work his finger into her tight channel. It was difficult, but he persisted until the thick digit was buried as far as it could go. It felt so strange to have one man kissing her, his hand toying with her breasts and nipples, while the other one had his finger up her behind.

Her breathing got harder, faster, when she felt Radnor start to insert a second finger. It was too much. She tilted her head back, huffing out a breath from between her clenched teeth.

Sednar sat beside her and plumped both her breasts in his hands, thumbing her nipples. “Just relax. You can take him,” he encouraged.

It hurt, but not enough for her to ask him to stop. A few minutes later, she noticed it didn’t feel quite that bad. In fact, it was starting to feel pretty good. Maybe the herbs had finally kicked in. Whatever it was, Roxanne was grateful for it. Her ass got hot and she had the overwhelming urge to move. She pushed her butt toward Radnor.

“That’s it, Roxanne.” Radnor eased his fingers in and out of her tight chamber.

“Almost there.”

Sednar left her breasts and kissed his way down her torso, lingering on some of her bruises. She cupped the back of his head, wanting to soothe his worry. It was crazy. She was aroused, cream sliding from her core, and all she wanted was to make Sednar feel better. It had to be love.

He made a growling noise and nipped at her hipbones. His playfulness surprised a laugh from her. He shot her a wicked grin before dipping his head between her legs and licking her clit. He raised his head. “Tasty.”

She felt her cheeks grow warm. There was an honest, earthy air about both these men that made this feel natural, even if it was still slightly embarrassing. She might get used to it. Say in twenty years’ time. In the meantime, she’d have a heck of a lot of fun.

Radnor worked his fingers out of her ass, leaving her feeling empty. “It’s time.” Sednar thought it was a miracle his balls hadn’t burst or he hadn’t spilled his seed.

Roxanne was so naturally sexy. Every breath, every moan, every quiver of her body was as good as a stroke over his cock.

When she’d cupped the back of his head, her fingers sliding through his hair, he’d had to fight back tears, which was why he’d done something playful to make them both laugh. The feel of her lips as she’d kissed him, the taste of her cream as he’d licked her.

There was no way to describe how she made him feel.

Roxanne was everything. She was hope for the future. He could easily imagine her belly swollen with child. His cock jerked in agreement, fluid seeping from the slit. He was more than ready to claim her.

He eased down beside her on the mattress and pressed a quick kiss against her lips.

“Straddle me.” He took no offense when she glanced at Radnor first, waiting for his nod before sitting up.

Radnor helped her turn around and swing her leg over him. The slick folds of her pussy brushed against his shaft. Sednar couldn’t hold back the groan of pleasure. “So wet and soft,” he muttered. “Put me inside you.”

She wrapped her fingers around his cock and he almost came on the spot. He gritted his teeth and thought about the tally for the harvest yields as she rose up on her knees and guided his cock head to her opening. When the tip sank into her heat he felt a bead of sweat roll down his temple. If he didn’t get inside her, it would soon be too late.

He wanted her too badly.

She bit her bottom lip, her face a study in concentration as she eased over his shaft.

She looked sexy and utterly adorable. He wanted to smother her in kisses. All he could do was grip the sheets. If he grabbed her hips, he’d yank her down on top of him and she had to do it. It had to be at her pace, not his.

The fabric beneath his fingers ripped as she took the last inch of him into her.

“Yesss,” he hissed, feeling as though he’d finally come home. He’d had her before, but this was different. This was for forever.

Sednar’s cock filled her to bursting. She’d forgotten just how big he was. She squirmed on his chest, trying to get comfortable. The sound of fabric ripping startled her. Then his hands were around her waist, holding her in place. He reared up and buried his face between her breasts. His breathing was choppy and she sensed he was near the end of his control.

She waited, not daring to move. A few deep breaths later, he eased his head back and slowly lowered himself back down on the mattress.

Roxanne could sense Radnor behind her, patiently waiting. His cock was pressed against the base of her spine, pulsing as blood pumped to the area, keeping him hard.

“Ready,” he whispered in her ear.

She nodded. She wanted this more than anything. Wanted to be able to take them both at once, to prove to them that she wanted them equally.

“I’ve put some of the salve on my cock. It will help ease my way. Just breathe and try to relax.”

Easier said than done.

“Lean forward,” Sednar urged. She planted her hands on either side of his shoulders and lowered herself.

She heard Radnor shift behind her, felt the cool breeze on her ass as he parted the globes and probed against the opening with his cock. The tip slid in easily. She took a deep breath, held it for a moment and then released it.

Sednar’s cock pulsed deep inside her, filling her sheath to overflowing. Her inner muscles contracted, pulling him deeper.

“Your cunt is so tight and hot.” His raw words made her shiver.

“Her ass is even tighter.” Radnor’s hands wrapped around her hips as he eased himself deeper. “I’ve never felt anything this fucking good.” She’d never felt anything like this either. Both men were filling her until she was certain there was no more room. Still, Radnor carefully pushed a bit deeper. She gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. It hurt, but in a good way.

Radnor shifted his hands from her hips to her breasts, molding them in his large hands. She could feel the heat of his chest against her back. The two brothers surrounded her, front and back. They were so strong, so powerful. Yet she had power too.

It was a heady feeling. She purposely squeezed the muscles of her pussy and ass tight. Sednar groaned. Radnor swore.

“I can’t wait.” Radnor sounded as though he was in pain. He leaned down and nipped at her nape as he began to slowly work his cock in and out of her ass. Only an inch or so, but it was incredible. The combination of the heat from him and the herbal mixture seeped into her flesh, exciting her even further.

Using his hold on her waist, Sednar rocked her over his cock, moving in time with Radnor. Both of them were careful with her. Heat flooded her core. Her skin was covered in a sheen of sweat. Her breasts ached. She shoved them deeper into Radnor’s hands and he caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed.

She was so close.

They rocked a little harder now. Sednar shoved one of his hands between them and found her clit, stroking it with his index finger. They filled her one more time. It was enough. Roxanne splintered into a thousand pieces.

She cried out. Her body quivered, her inner muscles squeezing their cocks. Sednar gave a cry and she felt the flood of his release inside her. Radnor thrust twice more.

Then he yelled her name, his fingers closing tight around her breasts as he came.

Unbelievably, she felt another wave of ecstasy wash over her. She came a second time. She couldn’t catch her breath. The room dimmed around her and she slumped onto Sednar’s chest. He said her name but she couldn’t answer. Her body shook and shivered.

Radnor carefully withdrew from her and she couldn’t hold back a moan, part pleasure, part pain. She was lifted and Sednar slid from her channel, leaving her empty.

But not alone. Strong arms held her. She sighed and allowed them to take care of her.

A damp cloth appeared from out of nowhere. She knew one of them must have gone for it. Radnor. She knew it even as she knew it was Sednar holding her. Even with her eyes closed, she had no problem telling them apart.

The cloth was cool and damp on her swollen pussy and on her behind. Radnor murmured to her as he cleaned her. Soft noises that meant nothing and yet everything.

The mattress depressed and she was passed from one set of massive arms into another.

She snuggled against Radnor’s chest and sighed. It was difficult but she forced herself to open her eyes. There was something important she had to tell them. Something she’d promised herself she would do when she thought she was going to die.

She raised her head and blinked. Radnor’s hair was mussed, his face flushed, but he looked completely and utterly relaxed. She’d done that. Roxanne smiled at him before turning to Sednar. The two thin braids he wore kept his hair a little less tangled, but it still looked like he’d spent some time rolling around in bed. She didn’t want to contemplate what she looked like.

Not that it mattered. Not with both men looking at her like she was the best thing since sliced bread. Her nipples tingled.

“I love you.” She looked from one to the other. “Both of you.” Radnor sucked in a breath. Sednar sat up in bed and cupped her face between his hands. “That is the greatest gift I have ever received. Thank you.” She felt her heart dip slightly when he didn’t say the words back. Her smile wobbled but held.

Radnor tugged at her hand until she looked at him. His eyes were golden in the firelight, his gaze fierce. “There has never been another man born who will ever love you as much as I do.”

Her heart soared. Beside her, Sednar stirred, using his grip on her to turn her back toward him. “Yes, there has,” he protested. “Me.” He stroked her damp hair away from her face. “I love you, Roxanne.”

The tears came then. Tears of joy, of happiness, of a brighter future. Radnor tugged her back down and cuddled her close to his heart. The heavy thud was reassuring against her ear. Sednar moved in behind her, his arm wrapping around her waist.

She was finally home. Sighing, she relaxed and felt sleep claim her. Tomorrow was the beginning of a brand new life.