Bad Apple (2 page)

He
leans in and plunges his hard cock inside her, and her body flexes as she takes
him in. A gasp whooshes from my lips as if it were my body he slammed into. The
chill in the air echoes it through the hall. Hiking my skirts, I slide a hand
into my bloomers and find myself soaked in arousal.

I
press one hand against the cold stones, holding me up. The other rubs through
the slickness between my lower lips as I watch Marcus thrust in and out of her.
Each time he withdraws, his cock glistens in Rose's juices as the flames roar
in the fireplace echoing their heated union. My own arousal overwhelms me, and
I rub myself faster, unable to tear my gaze away from Marcus and Rose. His
stunning form is rigid as he tenses, nearing his release. Rose cries out,
grabbing to him for dear life. Just as my own release builds, a warm hand
caresses the back of my neck.

“
Snow?”

Blackness
surrounds her, but the glimmer of orange flickering against her pale cheek
highlights her stunning profile. She has fair skin like an angel, perfect and
unblemished, that even a master artist would have a hard time capturing. Long
locks of raven hair tumble across her shoulders and down her back. The reddest,
fullest lips I have ever laid eyes upon beckon me to kiss them. Snow is
radiant.
Pure.
And I have never met such a creature
and been so bewildered in how to approach her in my life.

Yet
as fate would have it, she stands before me vulnerable.

I
followed her through the halls after fearing she suffered indulgence at the
wedding feast. Our castle weaves and turns, full of secret passages and dark
corridors. But I have roamed these halls since childhood and know them as I
know my own hand. For her independence, I remained out of sight; but for her
safety not out of arms reach should she get lost. Her tumble down the stairs
nearly did my heart in. And I, too, almost made the same fall as I tried to
catch her.

But
then, something happened. Something so unexpected, I could not move.

I
watched as she watched.

From
the shadows, I witnessed her blossom. A part of me held back a laugh as she
warred with herself. The other part of me held myself back from running to her.
But she needed to free herself.
Alone.
Clinging to her
innocence for so long, I doubt she's ever lain with a man. To watch her arousal
unfold made me ache for her even more.

I
know Marcus' bed chamber lay on the other side of the wall. And I know Snow's
now caught in awkwardness. But, perhaps I can convince her to continue her
exploration. And I'll help her along the way.

“
Snow?”
I whisper again, my lips inches from her neck. The sweet scent of her perfume
hits me, arousing me even more.

My
cock stiffens, pressing hard against my garments. Simply watching
her
excited me. But when her hand slipped under her skirts,
it took everything in me not to release.

She
stills next to me, frozen and shaking. From the chill in the air, or out of
fear from getting caught, I know not. I slide a hand along her arm. She jerks,
but has nowhere to go between me and the wall.

“
I watched you,” I whisper against her ear.

A
shiver claims her body, and she shudders against me.

“
I like watching you.
As you like
watching them.”
I brush locks of her hair to the side, exposing her
neck. “Look at them.”

She
shakes her head and tries removing her hand from her undergarments. I pin her
arm in place and press my lips against her ear. “Don't stop. Look at how Marcus
pleasures Rose. Their moans of ecstasy and growls of passion enthrall you. It
fills you with urges. You're simply satisfying a need.”

Her
breath quickens, and the rise and fall of her chest speeds my heart.

“
But you don't have to do it alone, Snow. If you'll
let me, I can fill you with that same pleasure.” My lips move from her ear to
her neck as I suck along her soft flesh. Her body cringes as a tiny whisper of
a gasp seeps through her tight lips.

“
If you want me to leave, I will. I shall never force
myself upon you.” I trail my hand through the long curls running the length of
her back. “But if you let me stay, I promise you, I will make you moan like
Rose.”

She
sucks in a tight breath. “Darien,” she whispers.

Her
soft voice makes my cock twitch. I pray she takes me up on my offer. I've never
wanted anything, or anyone, more in my life than to take Snow in this moment.

Marcus
grunts from the other side of the chamber wall. Snow leans in for a look, and a
smile rushes my lips. I press my chest against her back and glance through the
crack myself. Rose rides my brother's cock like a champion steed. Her hands
wander her own breasts, kneading and pulling at them as Marcus grips her hips,
guiding her movements.

Snow
twitches against me, and I slide my hand the length of her, around to where her
hand slips into her bloomers. “Let me help you.”

“
Darien, I can't.” She protests, yet fails to put up
much of a fight as I make my way to where her fingers intrude her lower lips.
“I shouldn't be doing any of this.”

“
Why?” I press my lips against her neck once more,
pulling more of her soft skin over my tongue and teeth. A hiss rushes her lips
and jolts pleasure straight to my twitching cock.

“
It's not right,” she whispers, pressing her ass
against me. My heart
races,
and I lose all coherent
thought. All I can think about is ripping off her garments and pinning her to
the wall. Closing my eyes, I force my breathing to slow. I will not rush my
first time with Snow. It must be perfect.
Like she is.
She needs to trust me. I must be her safety.

“
What's not right about this?” I slip my fingers
between hers and her hand disappears, sliding out from her bloomers. Yet she
leaves mine. Her arousal drenches my fingers in an instant, and I force back a
gasp of my own. Even I am shocked at just how turned on she is. I let my fingertips
slide in a slow path through the wetness before brushing against her most
sensitive spot. Her hips buck, and I almost slide out.

“
Darien,” she says in more of a moan than a word.

I
have her.

Limbs
weaken in my arms and she gives over control as she falls into my chest. I
press my fingers harder against her, making swift, long swipes inside her. She
rocks in rhythm with my strokes.

“
I've wanted to do this with you for so long.” The
words leap from my lips before I can stop them. To hush myself, I dive back
against her neck and press my tongue against her supple skin.

“
You....you have?” she says before a moan takes over
again, and her hips rock faster against my hand.

“
Many times.”
I reach around and clasp hold of one of her
breasts, pressing my palm against her rock hard nipple. Its softness and
fullness is everything I imagined it would be. She
writhes
her body against me, lost in her little world
of pleasure. And I'm the one pleasing her. “Let me be your guide.”

****

My
heart beats so fast it practically hums. Darien's fingers stroke me between my
legs. Between my legs! How did I let this happen? But the sensations of dancing
fingers rubbing me cloud all logical thought. It is impossible to say no. All I
want is for him to move faster, to stroke me and never stop. Heat floods my
belly as each swipe over my sensitive clit jolts through me, and I can think of
nothing other than Darien.
  

“
Don't close your eyes, Snow. Watch them. Tell me
what you want me to do to you,” Darien whispers against my ear. I'd think this
all a dream except for the warmth of his breath launching a shiver along my
spine.

Marcus
picks Rose up as if she
were
a doll and throws her off
of him. He turns her onto her stomach, grips her by the long red locks of her
hair and plunges into her from the back. Lust cries out through her groans as
she arches back against him, as if she cannot get enough.

“
I want that,” I whisper so soft I don't think Darien
even hears me.

But
he does.

Before
another thought enters my mind, Darien rips my skirts down and they drop to my
ankles.
  
An ache wells between my legs,
missing his stroking fingers.

“
As you wish, my angel,” he says, kissing along my
ear as his hands force down my bloomers.

A
gasp wheezes from my chest as the cool air hits my exposed bottom. Can this
really be happening? Behind me, the sound of him releasing his belt snaps me to
the reality of the moment. “Darien, wait...” I rush the words from my lips.

The
tip of his hot cock presses against my chilled skin as he stops. “I promise
,
I will not hurt you, Snow. I will never hurt you.
Unless you ask me to.”
His lips work their way along my neck
to the edge of my cheek. “Do you not want this?”

 
I
swallow hard over the lump in my throat and push away the confliction drowning
my heart and head. Marcus releases a deep growl. It floods my belly with heat,
and my
nethers
with want and need.

“
Yes. I want you, Darien.” I stare at Marcus rocking
his hips, slamming himself in and out of Rose. Darien slides his fingers
between my lips, slipping in my fresh arousal.

“
You're dripping, Snow. You're so ready.” He eases
himself closer to me as his fingers guide the head of his cock under me from
behind. “Keep watching them.”

Mesmerized
by the rhythm of Marcus' movements, I don't realize Darien strips us naked
until the hairs of his warm chest press against my bare back. Our clothes
puddle around our ankles.

Rose
cries out as Marcus speeds his rocking, slamming his balls against her bottom.

Darien's
fingers slip beneath me once again, holding the tip of his cock at my entrance.
I jerk forward in anticipation already aching to feel it inside me, and I brace
my palms against the stones in front of me.

“
I love the feel of you, Snow. So warm, soft, wet.”
His words float in my head without meaning as I'm lost in the sensations of his
touch.

One
hand wraps around me and clutches a breast, twisting and kneading my hard
nipple. I ache to moan, but it hides behind the lump still lodged in my throat.
His other hand holds his cock beneath me as he eases himself in. I tense as he
slides inside me, and in one swift movement he thrusts the remainder of himself
in. A groan launches from my lips as I lunge forward. The feel of him thick and
hot inside me is indescribable.

“
Snow, you're so tight. You feel incredible.” He stills,
yet his cock throbs against my walls and he tightens his grip against my
breast. “Are you still alright?”

I
nod, unable to form words. Instead, I arch my back against him, inviting him to
continue. As I watch Rose writhe beneath Marcus, I move against Darien,
mimicking her motions. Darien growls against my ear and it floods my body with
zings and tingles, setting off a fire in my loins. I need for him to move
inside me as I've never needed anything before.

Withdrawing
his cock, he presses it against my bottom, holding it there. “I need to kiss
you, Snow. I need it like I need air to breathe.” He turns me in his arms and
cups my face.

For
the first time since he snuck up on me, I look into his blue eyes. Lust,
desire, and joy flicker in them under the pale light of the fire behind us. He
is handsome. And I want him. He crushes his mouth to my lips, sliding his
tongue in a wild dance with mine. Pulling me to him, my breasts squish against
his broad chest, and his fingers curl against my flesh.

His
kiss takes me to another world. I understand now the wordless union Marcus and
Rose share, how this action expresses a story more than any voice can say. He
sweeps along my mouth, pressing our tongues together, making us one. Soft moans
seep through his lips against mine. I return them with whimpers and groans of
my own, like a mating call of the spring bluebirds. They speak for us.

My
hands fumble along his body, searching for his cock. I grip him with my fingers
and stroke him as I remember Rose doing to Marcus. Darien jerks back, breaking
our kiss as he releases a growl. His palms slam against the wall behind me, and
he stares deep into my eyes as I work my hand over him, sliding in the last bit
of my juices still on him.

“
Snow...” His voice cracks as he fights the heavy
breaths huffing in and out of his chest. Stilling my hand, he guides it to his
mouth and kisses each fingertip before sucking them one by one. “Your juices
taste divine.”

My
eyes widen as I watch him with horror and fascination. What a strange thing to
do, yet it oddly floods me with desire.

Easing
himself against me, he grabs hold of his cock and pushes it against my
entrance. In a fury, he grabs hold of my leg, hoisting it against his body and
harnesses me against the wall as he thrusts himself back inside me.

My
body arches without my control as I take him in. Cradling the back of my head
with his large hand, he pumps in and out of me. Marcus and Rose drown out our
own moans with theirs as Darien and I crash together, groaning as he shudders against
me. Goose bumps rush my flesh, and sensations spiral through my loins into an
explosion, launching a loud gasping groan from my mouth. His face mimics that
of Marcus, the look of ecstasy taking hold as a final groan rips over his lips.

He
stills against me, pressing his forehead to mine as heavy, labored breaths take
over his body. A shiver takes control of mine. With careful movements, he
lowers my leg and slips out of me before wrapping me in his arms and pulling me
to his chest.