Lucy’s POV
The smell of spices wafted in the air. Soft music played from somewhere nearby I couldn’t quite place, but I knew enough to know that the tune gave a slight bouce to my feet.
My heat had fortunately subsided a couple of hours after my encounter with the triplets; although every now and then I felt it flare up, it was never as bad as it had initially been. The worst of it had passed, giving me more freedom and lessening my burden.
It was a new day, and I was busy preparing a special meal once again for Tessa and myself. Cooking had grown to become an enjoyable pastime for me, and I cherished the moments I got to cook and prepare meals. It made me feel like an alchemist-putting things together in order to achieve a desired result.
Once the dish was ready, I quenched the fire in the stove and started serving the meal in light ceramic plates.
The kitchen door creaked open as people entered, causing the hairs on my neck to rise. I didn’t need anyone to tell me who they were because their scents filed the room, stirring something dormant inside of me.
I cleared ny throat and shook my head, trying to clear the haze that had started forming within my mind.
“What are you cooking?” asked Seth, ever the conversation-maker. “It smells good.”
“Its . . .” I struggled to get my thoughts in place. Seth was getting closer to me, and for some reason, I feared what would have happened to me if he touched me at that moment.
He didn’t step closer, which was a little relieving, until he was replaced my Shaun, who wasn’t planning on keeping his distance.
His lips brushed the back of my neck, and ghosts of his fingertips brushed the exposed skin of my belly. I had worn one of my more casual outfits, which consisted of cotton shorts, and a shirt that stopped right under my breasts. I hadn’t expected anyone else to have walked into the kitchen, and my plan was to quickly cook and leave, so having them in the same room with me was the absolute worst scenario.
A tremor seized my body when his fingers pressed into my flesh gently, and slid to the front of my belly.
“Lucy . . . You should take things easy. Allow your body to do what it wants, even if just in this moment.
I could if I wanted, but, something kept holding me back from unveiling my true emotions regarding this. I couldn’t quite articulate what it was, but I just knew that as much as I wanted to give way to all my innermost desires, I just couldn’t.
I shut my eyes. “I can’t.”
“Why not?” Hands went higher, brushing the skin of my breast. My breath came out in a hiss, and I had to put down the plate I was holding so that I wouldn’t drop it on the floor.
“Shaun-”
“Shhh.” This time, it was Scott who spoke. “We know that you’re probably thinking about a lot of things, and about the peculiarity of our situation, but, today, why not forget it all?” He came to my side, joining his brother’s sweet assault of my body. He was bolder, and slipped his hand even higher, palming my breast directly.
“Ah . . .” It felt wonderful, I couldn’t stop myself from making sounds to confirm that.
“So . . . Warm,” Scott whispered against the skin of my neck on the other side of Shaun. He massaged the soft mound gently, making a light, sound of his own. “So . . . beautiful.”
Both of them gently turned me around, so that I could see their faces. Shaun on one side, and Scott on the other, both looking at me with heavy desire written on their faces, begging me to give them a chance, both with my heart and body.
My whole body felt like it was in a furnace with the way they were touching me.
Seth joined in, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He brushed his fingers over the band of my shorts, momentarily threading a finger into underwear, but never sinking too far.
I held my breath, ashamed when my legs only fell apart even wider.
Shaun took a look at my flustered body, his eyes burning hot spots into my skin where they touched. “We can’t do this here, brothers. I want us to be the only ones hearing her screams.”
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They took me to their new room, which had already been completely furnished and set up, with three large beds at each side of the room. The one in the center was the largest, with blue covers and an ornate frame meant for a king. I had an inkling that it belonged to Shaun.
They didn’t relent on their sweet torture, and were upon me again, ravishing every inch of my body they could find.
Scott, now free of his inhibitions, lifted my shirt, exposing my soft, plump breasts to his gaze. He ran his tongue over one puckered nipple, a devious look in his eyes. But he wasn’t done, as I squirmed in place, he took the nipple into his mouth, and started sucking, gently nibbling at different points. His other hand took the other lonely breast, gently kneading again like he had before.
It felt like my soul and my body had parted ways in the most beautiful of ways. Stars flashed behind my eyes as I was transported to a whole new world where only my body and these terribly handsome men existed. My hands went to his toned back, and then to his head, and pressed him closer. He made a small sound of contention and deepened his ministrations.
I didn’t even take notice of when I was placed on the bed. One moment I was struggling to remain on my feet, and the next, I was atop the soft bed with all three of them hovering over me, searching for new ways to drive me to the brink of madness.
Shaun started with my shorts. He unbuttoned them and pulled them down until they slipped off me completely, and then he dropped it on the floor with the speed of one determined. Through the haze taking over my mind, his eyes shone brightest, and I craved his touch.
He ran a hand over the skin of my belly, following up with soft gentle kisses. “You are . . . everything,” he said against my skin, like a kind of worship. “And you deserve, everything.” And then his hand cupped my feminine mound, right at its center.
Through the fabric of my soaked underwear, his fingers gently parted my folds, the smooth motion causing me to nearly jump off the bed from the jolt of pleasure that ran through my body. With expert motions, he used the knuckle of a single finger to gently rub the swollen, stimulated knob.
That, along with Scott’s relentless work on my breasts, and Seth’s appropriately timed kisses to my neck, my mind went blank more often than once. And then . . .
“Will you still reject us?” asked Scott, against my flesh. “Push us away?”
“I . . . can’t,” the protest sounded so weak. “I can’t do this . . .”
“Yes, you can,” Shaun’s fingers slipped past the fabric and slipped into my very core. “You know you want to.”
I arched my back, moaning loudly. “Shaun-I, please!” I reached down and held his hand from doing further damage to my body. “Please, we can’t . . . do this. I’m your father’s late wife.” They all stopped and watched me quietly. “Is this even right?”
Even as I asked the question, I knew that I was only doing it to just silence my conscience.
I regretted nothing at all.
“We are your mates now, Lucy. Which makes whatever you had with him irrelevant.” He curled one finger inside me, causing me to shudder. “Look at the way you’re responding to us. We don’t have to dig too deep to know that he didn’t treat you the right way.”
“And you can?” I snapped, before scoffing at my outburst. Of course they could. They already were. The situation we were in at that point was my first real experience with what making love really was. But as much as I enjoyed all that they were showing me, there was only one of them that I really desired. “You shouldn’t want me. He,” I nearly choked on the words, “he’s already used me.”
They all understood whom I was referring to. Scott cupped my face in his hand gently. “It changes nothing about how we feel.” He pressed a soft, sweet kiss to my cheek. “We’ll take care of you, like we swore at your feet.”
I looked at all three of them, still in mild shock that all three of them had been bound to me by the Moon Goddess. “I don’t know what I want anymore.”
Shaun’s face betrayed no emotion. “If you want me to stop, just say the word, and I’ll leave. We’ll never bother you again.”
‘Me’ meaning just him. He didn’t include his brothers.
This was my chance to get them to relent in their pursuit of me. I should have been quick to speak, but the words remained in my throat, unable to drop.
And that in itself, was an answer.
Shaun moved higher a little so that he was directly above me on the bed. He leaned in, looking straight into my eyes, and captured my lips with his, not forcing anything, but simply asking.
It was settled, then. Like a rose in bloom, I let myself fall open to them.
–
Much later, when they had all fallen asleep, I picked up my shorts and slipped them on. They hadn’t taken off any other thing I was wearing, but managed to make the afternoon an unforgettable one for me-especially Shaun.
My eyes dropped on his shirtless form on the bed, taking in the sheer beauty of his build. I didn’t know that underneath such strength, he held such gentleness.
None of them had gone beyond what I was capable of giving, always considering my own interests at every point. Even when they realised that I wasn’t quite ready to do the real thing with any of them, none protested, and proceeded to pleasure me in other ways.
A brief wave of heat pulsed through me when I thought about Shaun’s hands on me again. The way the had pleasured me with just his fingers was an art I hoped to decipher.
And maybe very soon, I would.
With the sudden acknowledgement of my true feelings towards him, I left their room with more clarity than I had felt in a long time.