I open the door later that evening after a knock and find Steven standing on the other side. He’s dressed to exercise, in sweatpants and a moisture-wicking t-shirt. He carries a drawstring bag over his shoulder, presumably with a change of clothes inside. His expression seems unsure. He’s frowning
I’m glad that Steven cares about me and doesn’t want to see me hurt. But I’m never going to learn anything at this rate. “I’m not asking you to throw me around on the floor,” I say. “But if you don’t at least show me what works and what doesn’t, I could learn the wrong thing. I’ll think I have the
Steven leads me into the bathroom. “Where is the first aid kit?” “In the medicine cabinet behind the mirror,” I reply. He gestures for me to sit down on the counter near the sink. When I hop up onto it and am seated securely, he turns to the mirror and finds the small kit. He sets it down on the
Unless he smells it. Panicked, I press my thighs together tightly, but the action gives me friction against my clit and I bite back a strangled moan. With dread in my heart, I snap my eyes open and look at Steven. Maybe he didn’t notice? He’s gone totally still and he’s staring right at me wit
Steven holds out his hand for me. I take it and let him lead me into the bedroom. We come to stop at the foot of the bed, and then he turns to face me. He continues to hold my hand, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. He stares down at our conjoined hands rather than look at me in my face. Even th
His glasses are on. He looks over at me and freezes. I can see now, the desire sparking like fireworks in his gaze as he trails it down and along the curves and valleys of my body. He licks his lips as his eyes trace my tits. He’s practically drooling as he looks down at my pussy. “Spread your
Steven means to torture me into the ultimate pleasure. My heartbeat is already thunderous, but it somehow amps up even more. I have to clench my pussy to keep from spasming my own way to an orgasm just from thinking about what’s about to happen. Edging. Steven wants to bring me to the edge of clim
“I don’t regret what happened here,” he says, which is the biggest non-answer I’ve ever heard in my life. I guess, at least, it’s somewhat of a comfort to know that this isn’t something he’ll think about poorly. But that doesn’t mean he’ll want to do it again. And that he’s not confirming that he
“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
After snooping, his ear pressed to the door to Steven’s lab, Beau storms back toward the living room where his other brother’s await, furious. “He’s fucking her!” Archer tenses at once, sharing Beau’s outrage. Neil seems annoyed but remains infuriatingly calm like normal. “We’ll each get our t
He glances back at me like clockwork. This time, his eyes widen, seeing my new position. His nostrils flare, scenting the air. I’m not unaffected either, not by any of this. The brothers feel a pull to me, but I feel that pull four times over. I want their bites. I need their bites. That they
As the four brothers look at me with desire burning in their eyes, exhilaration and anticipation rush through me. For so long, I worried about who my mate might be and how I could manage to stay with the Hayes brothers. Now that I belong to them – almost officially, soon as I have their bites – I ca