“What do you think?” she said as she smiled broadly.
“This is why you have to be ours forever,” Silas remarked as crossed to her. His hands carefully groped beneath the fabric, his fingers tracing the curves of her body as he leaned down to kiss her.
“That’s to be continued,” she insisted, her fingers softly unbuttoning the perfectly tailored, creamy-hued dress shirt he still wore.
“Do you know one of the reasons I want to design menswear?” she asked her lovers as Max joined the impromptu party.
“Why?” the man in black innocently inquired.
“So I can constantly dress and undress the two of you. You’re my inspiration, I hope you know that.”
“Mmm,” Max murmured, as he bent to taste her lips. “I like the sound of that.”
“How ’bout we save these fancy duds for later. I think we need to hold a business meeting in the master bedroom. What do you say?” Silas proposed playfully as he carefully untied the cape from around her shoulders, exposing her completely naked body to both her lovers.
She nodded silently and then added, “But you have to leave your new formalwear behind. You never know what can happen, especially in Silas’ hands.”
The two men obediently stripped and led the way back through the corridors of the house, checking around each corner that the coast was clear and they wouldn’t be surprised by any unknown guests at The Arches.
* * * *
When they finally reached the bedroom, the three of them immediately tumbled into bed. The men took turns kissing and caressing the perfect curves of Audrey’s body, taking the time to explore all the secret spots they were beginning to learn by heart.
Silas loved feeling her body blossom against his, all the little tensions slipping away as her muscles softened against his. She moaned as they passed her back and forth between them, their devouring kisses barely giving her a moment to breathe.
As he dipped lower to taste the firm bud of her nipple, she looked him square in the eye, her expression desperate with need.
“Please,” she suddenly insisted. “I need the two of you inside me. I’ve waited long enough, and I don’t think I can take it any longer.”
Her rough insistence immediately made his cock pulse with need.
“Take your time,” Max replied, showering her shoulders with kisses as he held her backside against him.
She looked Silas straight in the eye, her starved gaze unmistakable.
“Does our lover need to get filled with cock?” he playfully asked as his fingers tested the edges of her slit.
“She is soaking wet, Max,” he replied, stunned her body could already be so ready for them.
His brother ran his hand against her backside, his fingers dipping to the same sweet spot. “Oh, fuck,” he immediately murmured as he discovered the height of her need.
“Please,” she begged again. “I’ve been dreaming of the sensation, craving it so much.”
Without hesitating a moment longer, Silas kneeled on the bed, pulling her up with him. His hands wandered the firm cups of her breasts as he leaned closer to her ear.
“You’re right. I can’t believe I’ve had to wait this long to take you here,” he whispered, his fingers smoothing over the opening hidden between those two perfect lips. She moaned as he dipped his finger into her cunt and spread the wet heat backwards to her forbidden hole.
“Give it to me,” she moaned, her body leaning against his.
“Yes, ma’am,” Silas promptly replied, gently guiding her hips into position over Max so they could share the ultimate bliss once again.
“I don’t think we even need to use anything, she’s so damn wet,” he exclaimed as he spread the dripping moisture from her cunt all over his cock.
The sensation alone of her juices spreading over him made him want to explode.
Hold it together, Silas.
Max groaned as she took his fierce erection in her hand, dipping her hips lower in order to be filled by him. She didn’t hesitate or ask, just instinctually moved into position.
“That’s right, baby,” Silas said as he moved in towards her. “Take what you need.”
“I always will,” she exclaimed, surrendering to him completely as he carefully pressed into her tight passage.
They were finally joined once again, this time having jumped over so many hurdles to find out how to love one another. He leaned into her, holding her firmly as he set the perfect pace towards ecstasy.
Everything melted away, and they were just three bodies joined in a perfect union, the ultimate pleasure closing in around them as they moved as one.
The glorious moments seemed to slip by, the impending culmination impossible to escape as she tightened around both cocks filling her.
As she screamed her rapid, hungry release, the spasms of her pussy caused him to lose track of everything. As she milked his dick for every ounce of pleasure, he collapsed on top of her, unable to take even one more tiny throw of her hips against his. He exploded right then and there, completely lost in the sensations drowning his senses.
“This is the way every day should start,” he said with a grin as he collapsed against her, running his hands through her hair.
“The way every day
will
start,” Max corrected him, his breath ragged with excitement.
All he wanted in the whole world was to make her theirs.
Chapter Fifteen
“Miss Rousseau,” Max playfully said as he stood outside the bedroom door. “Your chariot awaits you.”
He looked at his watch, absentmindedly winding it as he waited for her to respond.
“Audrey?” he asked impatiently after several silent moments passed. “What is happening in there? Are you all right?”
Silas walked down the hallway, emerging from his dressing room in his tuxedo. Both men had been forced out of the master suite at Audrey’s gentle yet firm insistence that a woman must get ready in solitude for such an occasion. Jazz music wafted down the corridor, drowning all sound coming from inside her secret lair.
“She ready?” Silas asked casually as he fastened his cufflinks.
“She won’t answer,” Max said, the concern growing inside of him.
His younger brother looked at him with a furrowed brow. “Have you tried the door?”
“What do you think, dumbass?” Max said, this time pounding the wood with a loud knock.
“What do we do? Bust it open? Maybe she’s hurt…”
Max didn’t hesitate for a moment further, his heart thumping as he slammed his weight against the door.
The entryway opened suddenly before he could get in, a ravishing but furious Audrey standing in the threshold as he practically fell on top of her.
“Now what in the hell do you two idiots think you’re doing? Can’t a woman get ready in peace, for chrissakes?”
The three of them laughed, both men clearly relieved she was safe and feisty as ever. Both Max and Silas took turns hugging her. “You look stunning, Audrey,” Max said as he took in the sight of her from head to toe. Her hair had been carefully styled in tight ringlets, and she wore her signature shade of garnet lipstick. Her eyelids had been painted a smoky grey, and her porcelain skin perfectly complemented her ivory gown and feathered cape.
She spun in front of the men as they took in the full extent of her beauty. “You like?” she inquired with a smile.
“Too much,” Silas said quietly, his hand gently tracing the curve of the cape at her gorgeous neckline. “I can’t wait to whisk you around on the dance floor. And then get you back home, of course.”
“You’ll have to wait your turn, little brother,” Max retorted as he pushed his way closer to Audrey and placed her delicate arm around his. “Now we gotta fly, or we’ll be late! Everyone is waiting for us.”
Audrey eagerly complied, the grin quietly spreading across her face as they made their way to the car.
* * * *
The moment they walked into the grand ballroom, she felt strangled for breath. Prominent members of the town, all close family friends of Max and Silas, descended upon them. They were all terribly sweet, but intensely eager to meet her. She loved the concept of Texas hospitality, but it sure felt suffocating as it came at her in ruthless, never-ending surges.
Her smile frozen wide on her face, her heart pounded as she met person after eager person, family after family. She needed a breath, a chance to be alone for a moment to gather her wits. Could she really handle all of this? Be the perfect wife to the perfect husbands, run an internationally renowned business and continue to produce a new line for each season? Her head was swimming as she looked down at the gorgeous object now wrapping much of her left ring finger.
This all happened so fast.
Her thoughts spun wildly as she found the door for the balcony.
Fresh air and solitude. They’ll barely know I stepped out of the ballroom. They’re so busy greeting the other families, a moment away won’t matter at all.
She wrapped the silky fabric of her cape tightly around her shoulders and opened the doors to one of the three balconies she’d spotted while entering the grand building. The quiet and darkness of the large veranda soothed the anxiety that seemed to be eating her from the inside out.
She shut the large French doors and stepped towards the edge to take in the luxurious silence of the private space. She pulled her small jeweled cigarette case from her clutch and fingered the contents. She hadn’t felt the desire to smoke since she arrived in Texas, although now seemed like the perfect moment for the indulgence. With all the plans and expectations being spun around her, she needed something to calm her down and give her a moment to reflect. She groped for matches inside her clutch purse, hungry for calming taste of tobacco in her mouth.
“Do you need a light, my dear?” a baritone voice murmured from the darkness behind her.
Despite the innocent tone, Audrey recognized the speaker immediately and cringed. Her pulse exploded right away, the erratic pounding of fear ringing loud in her ears. She took a deep breath as he emerged from the shadows, dressed immaculately in an all white suit of her own design.
“I’ve been waiting for you, darling. You must have known I would be here, didn’t you? After what happened the other day?” Aleksandr said as he slowly stepped towards her. As the moon emerged from the clouds, the light illuminated his contorted features as he clearly tried to control his expression. His platinum blond hair had become streaked with grey and white in the months since she had seen him, and the lines around his cobalt blue eyes were now deeply etched into his face. The man looked stripped of all color, of all life. It was as if he was barely breathing at all.
“I knew you would find me, Sasha, but I haven’t exactly been missing you, if that’s what you’re asking,” Audrey finally responded, mustering up all the courage she had in a bluff of confidence and control.
“Come now,
devotchka moya
, there’s no reason for cruelty.” The repugnant sound of his Russian nickname for her sounded thick and furious in his throat.
“I’m no one’s little girl, Sasha Michaelovitch. Haven’t you learned by now that no one controls me?” As the calm words flowed from her mouth, she leaned against the railing, her fingers carefully exploring the inside of her clutch purse behind her.
It’s here somewhere. I know I didn’t leave it behind.
“You seem awfully cozy with those despicable Abrams brothers. How could you stoop to such a level,
devotchka
? Two dirty American cowboys living in the middle of nowhere? I gave you everything. You would be nothing without me. And this is what I receive in return, having to follow you to the ends of the earth to find you? And you immediately fall into their bed without a question or a doubt? I will not endure the humiliation, Audrey. I won’t.”