Page 36 of Echoes of Desire
“Please,” I whisper, the word spilling from my lips without thought. “Please, I can’t take it anymore.”
Tears fall down my face, but I can’t seem to find it in me to feel embarrassed that I’m crying.
Jasper’s gaze snaps up to meet mine, and there’s a flicker of satisfaction in his green eyes. “Do you see that, brother? She’s ready.”
Jaxon presses a kiss to my temple, his voice soft but laced with authority. “What do you say, sweetheart? Do you want us to give you what you need? What we crave from you?”
“Yes,” I gasp, my body trembling. “Please.”
Jasper’s smile is warm, and he leans up and places a soft kiss against my lips, forcing me to taste myself. “Good girl.”
Together, they guide me to that place I’ve been aching for, the sensations building into something overwhelming and all-consuming. When the release finally comes, it crashes over me like a tidal wave, leaving me trembling and breathless in their arms.
Jaxon holds me tightly, his hand stroking my hair as my breathing slows. Jasper presses a soft kiss to my knee before standing, his hand moving to adjust himself. “You did so well, Pet,” he says softly. “Such a good girl for us.”
Jaxon releases my arms, his hand moving to my sensitive clit before gently rubbing it. “I think she can handle one more, brother. What do you think?”
Jaxon’s thick fingers enter me, and my back arches against his chest.
Jasper sits on the couch and watches as his brother pushes me over the edge yet again.
“Fucking delicious,” he says from behind me when my senses come back.
I’m lifted and transferred from one set of arms to another. I can feel Jasper’s hardness beneath me, but I couldn’t offer tohelp him with that if I tried. I’m nothing more than a puddle. Jaxon places a blanket over my body before sitting beside us and rubbing my feet as I come back down from this high. A glass is pressed against my lips with an order to drink slowly.
I feel warm, safe, and utterly cared for as they transition seamlessly into aftercare.
“Take your time, sweetheart,” Jaxon whispers. “We’re not going anywhere.”
For the first time in a long while, I feel like I don’t have to hold everything together on my own. In their arms, I feel seen, safe, and cherished, and maybe, just maybe, I can trust myself to fall into this world they’re opening for me as long as they’re here with me.
Chapter Eleven
Steel
I’m conflicted.
“We can’t do this, brother,” Blaze says from his desk across the room.
I get where he’s coming from. I do. But. “This is our business, Blaze. Do we really have much of a choice?”
“We own this fucking place,” he growls. “We can do, or not do, whatever the hell we want.”
“It’s expected of us,” I remind him.
“Fuck,” he sighs, knowing I’m correct.
It’s settled. When the club opens tonight, we’ll find ourselves a willing Sub and do a demonstration.
“We’re not fucking anyone,” I tell him. “We’re just going to demonstrate some bondage techniques, is all.”
“Yeah, with a Sub that isn’t ours,” he reminds me. “How are we going to expect Raven to watch her men play with another Sub?”
The thought did cross my mind to not tell her. With her face blindness, she might not even be able to tell that it’s us. But it was only a fleeting thought before I tossed that shit out the window.
“We could always ask Raven to be the Sub we demonstrate on,” I tell him. “We both know she enjoys being confined and vulnerable.”
“Absolutely fucking not,” he growls. “No one sees our woman naked except for us. Besides, I don’t think voyeurism is her thing. Which works for me.”