Destined for Two (16 page)

Keenas glanced around the large dining room, admiring the furniture and view from the set of double glass doors that led outside. A massive veranda ran the length of the back of the house and led down to a garden. Beyond the stretch of landscaped grounds was a lake as blue as the summer sky. Except for the unusual variety of plants and trees, it reminded him a lot of home.

Turning back to the table, he smiled slightly as he watched Rhianna nibble on a piece of chocolate fudge. She’d worn a deep blue traveling outfit that highlighted the color of her eyes, making them darker. The top hung mid-thigh, covering the way her slacks hugged her hips. Firm breasts were pressed together, creating cleavage he couldn’t seem to stop admiring, and he shifted his cock behind his pants, trying to relieve some of the pressure that had built in his balls.

Never in his life could he remember feeling this way. Her adorable looks pleased him, her strong will intrigued him, but most of all her stubborn, smart-witted nature delighted him. She challenged him, kept him guessing, and he loved it. If he could only convince her they wanted to be a real family, three people who loved and depended on each other, through good times and bad. He wanted what his parents had and so did Jorel. He wanted everything she had to give.

Reaching out, Rhianna held a piece of candy out to Jorel. “Try it. It’s very sweet.” Jorel raised an eyebrow, a devilish smirk twisting his lips. “Is it as sweet as you?” Her delicate face scrunched into a frown. “Would you just try it?” With a chuckle, Jorel took the piece, popping it into his mouth. After a few seconds of chewing, he nodded in surprise. “It is good,” he said, then turned to wave Keenas toward the table. “You should try some of this stuff, brother. It’s quite good.”

“I’m sure it is,” Keenas said as he moved to sit next to Rhianna.

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She shifted and held a piece out to him as well. He smiled, and then opened his lips, waiting for her to place it on his tongue. She hesitated for only a second, then leaned forward and placed the small piece between his lips. They closed, catching her fingers within the warmth of his mouth. His tongue flicked across the tip of her finger and she gasped, her gaze locked on his lips. Slowly, she pulled it free, staring at him with growing desire simmering in her gaze.

He chewed, letting the taste of the sweet confection fill his mouth. He enjoyed the sweet chocolate and reached to the middle of the table for another, then broke it in half, holding the smaller piece before Rhianna’s closed lips. She watched him with a mixture of trepidation and hunger. Not for the food, but for him.

She opened her lips just enough for him to place the sweet candy on her tongue. His thumb brushed across her lower lip and her cheeks flushed a very becoming shade of pink.

Images of her breasts flushed that same color as he filled her pussy with his cock flashed through his mind and said cock hardened instantly.

Jorel cleared his throat, getting their attention. Keenas scowled at his brother, who lounged in the chair across from him. His arms crossed his chest, doing nothing to hide the chuckle that shook him.

“As much as I’m enjoying the show, we should probably get settled into our room.

Dinner isn’t too far off.”

“I’m not sure going to a bedroom with the two of you right now is a good idea,” Rhianna grumbled, throwing her napkin to the table.

Keenas grinned. “We don’t need a bedroom. We can always just do it here.” Rhianna’s eyes glowed a fiery blue as she glared at him. “What makes you think I want to ‘do it’ with you anywhere?”

“Do you really want me to answer that?” Keenas drawled, then with a laugh, dodged the napkin she picked up and threw at his head.

“How about I go to the room and the two of you explore the house?” she offered as she stood from the table, her hands absently smoothing out the fabric of her shirt.

“I don’t think so,” Jorel drawled with a wink. “What about you, Keenas?”

“I don’t think so either.” He stood and strolled toward her. Ice blue eyes widened as she stepped back. Her hands fluttered to her chest and he reached out, grasping the cold fingers within his. “I think that since you deprived us last night, you should make up for it now.” Bringing her fingers to his mouth, he watched her gaze follow his lips as he softly sucked on the end of her middle finger.

“The two of you are insatiable,” she whispered. “You need three wives, not just one.

One couldn’t possibly keep up with you.”

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Jorel laughed as he moved to stand behind her. His arms encircled her waist, holding her tight as his lips gently nibbled at her shoulder through the material of her top. “If I recall, you had no trouble keeping up with us.”

“Guys,” she choked.

“Yes,” they drawled in unison.

“Not here in the dining room,” she said, shaking her head. “Anyone could walk in.”

“She sounds so resigned, doesn’t she?” Keenas said as he studied her thoughtfully. He wanted her to want them, to beg for them, not just give in because she thought it was inevitable. “How about a swim? The lake is heated, isn’t it?” She nodded her head, a sigh of relief escaping her lips. “The thermal caves keep the water warm.”

“Then let’s go,” Jorel whispered. “I could use a good swim.”

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Rhia followed her two husbands outside with slowly calming nerves. They were sexy, overbearing, and arrogant, but at the same time playful, teasing, and funny. Stopping by a rock, she watched spellbound as Keenas removed his shirt and tossed it on the ground. The man was huge -- muscular and thick and strong. Sun-kissed muscles bulged and flexed as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved them over firm, rounded hips. Thick, strong thighs came into view as the pants fell to the ground around his ankles. He kicked them aside, along with his shoes, and stretched his arms over his head, reaching for the sky.

Breathing suddenly became difficult as she watched him walk to the edge of the water and stroll in waist deep. He turned to look at her, his chest muscles flexing and rippling as he moved his hands across the surface of the water. Her mind wandered back to the other day when his hands had caressed her flesh with the same gentle glide and lust knotted her stomach.

“You’re not undressed yet, Rhianna,” Keenas remarked, then quirked an eyebrow adorably, making her nerves quiver. “Help her with that, Jorel.” Rhia glanced over her shoulder just as Jorel reached around and began working the buttons loose on her top. In reflex, she covered his hands with hers and he stopped, staring at her in question.

“You have no need to be afraid of us, Rhianna. You should know that by now.”

“I know,” she whispered. “Things are just happening so fast.”

“Just remember,” he sighed, his lips gently brushing at the side of her neck. “You have always belonged to us. What’s happening now began twenty-eight years ago, when you were presented to us in your mother’s arms. All pink and pretty. Your tiny body wrapped in a soft blanket.”

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His fingers worked the second button free and her hands fell to her sides, allowing him to finish. “I touched your head,” he whispered. “And told my father how pretty you were. I think I knew then I would love you.”

She gasped at his use of the four-letter word she’d only heard from Devlin. Love? Did he love her? And did she love him? She’d never been in love unless you counted the love she felt for the man who raised her. And what about Keenas? Did he feel the same? She turned to look at him standing in the water. The sun cast a golden glow against his smooth chest. The wind blew his black hair and he tilted his head, allowing his long locks to fall over one shoulder. He looked so roguish, so devilish -- an identical mirror image of Jorel. If not for the deeper lines around his eyes and the harsher set to his lips, she wouldn’t be able to tell them apart.

Jorel’s fingers brushed across her nipples and she gasped as they hardened into pert little nubs of pleasure. His hands moved to her shoulders and pushed her shirt down her arms, exposing her flesh to the warm sun and slight breeze. She kept her gaze on Keenas’s hungry eyes as Jorel continued to undress her. The way he stared at her -- so intent and hot -- made her body shiver with anticipation and desire. Jorel’s fingers on her skin only intensified the feeling of need and her pussy began to leak and wet the inside of her thighs.

With a mischievous chuckle, Jorel slid his hand inside her pants and between her thighs to cup her pussy. She sighed and rested her head against his chest. “What’s got you so wet, beautiful?” he whispered.

With a long stroke, he separated her labia and petted her, sliding his fingers through her juices with maddening slowness. Biting at her lower lip, she moaned as he gently fondled her entrance.

“Are you thinking about Keenas and me filling this sweet pussy of yours?” he purred, his fingers working her clit like a pro.

She swallowed, trying not to cry out as Jorel removed his fingers and licked them clean. “Mmmm,” he said with a grin. “So sweet.” She could only stare in silence as he pushed her pants to the ground, then led her by the hand to the edge of the water. Her whole body felt like mush. Hungry, weak, wet, mush.

How is it they could make her want them so badly, so fast? She strolled into the lake, the warm water swirling around her body, adding to the erotic sensations coursing through her.

Keenas stepped forward, meeting her just as the water covered her waist and cupped her cheeks. His lips lowered to hers, capturing them in a demanding kiss that made her whimper. His tongue delved into her mouth, stroking, teasing, coaxing, and she could do nothing but respond in kind, answering his lust with lust of her own.

“I like watching you with Jorel,” he whispered against her lips. “I like watching your face as he plays with your pussy.”

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He took her hand and placed it over his thick cock. The long rod throbbed beneath her touch as her fingers wrapped around his hot girth. “See what it does to me? What you do to me?”

Jorel moved behind her again and thrust two fingers deep into her wet pussy. She gasped, her eyes shooting wide as he stretched her by moving his fingers in scissorlike movements. Her fingers flexed around Keenas’s cock, squeezing him tight. He groaned and buried his face in her neck. His teeth scraped across her flesh, making her shiver.

“Oh, God,” she groaned, her body trembling from head to toe. “I thought we were swimming.”

“We are,” Keenas growled, then lifted her so her legs encircled his waist. “After I fuck you.”

Jorel removed his fingers just in time for Keenas to thrust his cock inside her pulsing pussy. She was so wet, he slid inside easily, but his girth kept him from going balls-deep on the first thrust. She gasped, wiggling and squirming to take him deeper, her movements sloshing the water around them. Her pussy stretched so tight around his cock, she thought she’d tear in two, but at the same time it felt so good.

“Easy, sweet,” Keenas groaned and pulled back to thrust deeper, hitting the back of her womb. He still wasn’t all the way in and she took a deep breath, determined to take him all.

Jorel slid two fingers into her ass from behind and she screamed, her fingers digging into the flesh of Keenas’s shoulders. “Such a tight little ass,” Jorel purred. “I can’t wait to bury my cock into this tight little hole.”

Keenas pulled back, then pushed forward again, this time sinking every inch of his cock inside her. She shuddered, relishing the feel of him stretching her tight. Jorel continued to play with her anus, working his fingers to match Keenas’s rhythm. Over and over they plundered her, filled her until she thought she’d die from pleasure. When Jorel added a third finger, she groaned at the fullness that consumed her.

Could she take both of them at once? Could she really handle it? They were huge, thick, and if she had trouble taking one, what would happen if they both wanted inside her at once?

“I want some of that, Keenas,” Jorel growled, and then removed his fingers from her ass.

Keenas lifted her off his cock, allowing Jorel to enter her pussy from behind. She groaned, enjoying the feel of him stroking the inside of her channel from the opposite direction. He filled her just as deep as Keenas, his thrusts just as intense and hard. All she could do was hold on and groan.

Without warning, Jorel pulled from her pussy and positioned the head of his cock at her anus. She stiffened as he pressed forward, the burning sensation consuming her as he pushed forward.

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“Jorel,” she whimpered, and he stilled, allowing her to become accustomed to the unusual invasion.

Keenas cupped her pussy, his fingers stroking through her juices to thrust inside her channel. His thumb brushed across her clit and she shivered, her hips shifting slightly toward his hand. The movement pushed Jorel deeper, and she gasped at the intense need that centered around her ass.

Slowly, he worked his way deeper until he settled balls-deep. Panting breaths left her chest as Keenas worked her pussy, stroking her clit. Every part of her tensed and tingled with sizzling heat. Water surrounded them like a warm blanket, their movements occasionally sending droplets across her face and hair.

Jorel growled from behind her, his deep voice vibrating against her back as he gently slid in and out of her ass. Juice poured from her body, leaking out to mix with the lake water and coat Keenas’s hand.

“Are you okay, baby?” Jorel asked.

She nodded, her voice choking on the words as Keenas thrust three fingers deep into her pussy.

“She’s so wet,” Keenas groaned as he pressed against her G-spot.

Her whole body erupted into a massive ball of pleasure as she fell headlong into one of the strongest orgasms she’d ever experienced. Her ass convulsed around Jorel’s cock, pulling him deeper as he found his own release and shot cum deep inside her anus. Quick as a shot, Jorel pulled out just as Keenas thrust his cock inside her pussy, sending her into another screaming orgasm.

She could hardly breathe, the sensations were so strong. Keenas thrust hard and deep, taking her breath as she rode out the waves of her second release. With a shout of his own, Keenas came inside her, filling her with his hot cum.

With a sigh, she fell forward, laying her forehead against his chest. Jorel massaged her shoulders, relaxing her even more -- as if that were possible after two orgasms like that.

“The two of you are going to be the death of me,” she murmured, ignoring the shake of Keenas’s chest as he chuckled. “I’ll never be able to take the both of you at once.”

“Yes, you will,” Jorel said, his amusement obvious in the deep rumble of his voice. His hands worked lower along her back, working their sensual magic. “And when you do, you’ll never want it any other way.”

Rhia snorted at the idea. She knew women who’d had two men at once. Even Taron’s wife, Alyssa, had done it, and insisted it was amazing. But she had a hard enough time taking them one at a time; how on earth would she take them together?

With a tired sigh, she let her legs drop from Keenas’s waist and the two of them sank farther into the lake. The warm water surrounded her tired body and the scent of water jasmine filled her nose. The beauty of the scenery was so breathtaking. No wonder Sidious

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and Mikayla decided to make this place their permanent home. And with the weather a perfect seventy-eight degrees year-round, it was a haven.

Jorel sank into the water as well and pulled her into his arms. With a sigh, she leaned the back of her head against his chest and stared up at the house. It sat on a slight hill overlooking the lake. The majestic stone structure was three stories with two towers and blue green vines that covered the exterior. Some of the windows were open and she could see the curtains blowing softly in the breeze.

As she stared at it, she realized it was a smaller version of Jorel and Keenas’s castle.

Argonia’s climate was much different than Daego. The summers were hotter, the winters colder. It had four distinct seasons, whereas Daego only had one year-round spring. She was so used to hot one hundred degree weather on Veenori that sometimes even the warm days here seemed cold to her.

She glanced over at Keenas and her lips twitched slightly. But she had two men to keep her warm.

“You look like a well-fed and satisfied little kitten,” Keenas said with a grin.

“I feel like a wet noodle.”

Jorel chuckled. “Like a what?”

“A wet noodle.” She waved her hand as though to dismiss it. “It’s one of Mikayla’s Earth sayings. Never mind.”

“Sidious’s wife is from Earth?” Jorel asked in surprise. “Isn’t he a monarch? I didn’t think Earth had monarchs.”

“They don’t. He married a commoner. So did Taron and Stefan.”

“Interesting,” Keenas murmured.

She closed her eyes, settling against Jorel’s chest. His arms encircled her waist, holding her close as the soft waves rocked their bodies. “You would never consider marrying a commoner, Keenas?”

“I’ve never had a choice in the matter, sweet. I was already married to you.” Opening her eyes, she looked over at him. His black eyes watched her with sincerity and a spark of mischief. Lingering traces of lust shone in their depths, making her heart skip a beat. “But you slept with other women, even though you considered yourself married to me.”

Jorel snickered. “She’s got you there, brother.”

“You as well, Jorel,” she snapped playfully. “I’m sure Keenas wasn’t alone in his bedtime activities.”

“That’s right, Jorel. If I’m in trouble, so are you,” Keenas said, a sideways grin giving him a rakish look.

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“Are you trying to say you’re jealous, little one?” Jorel asked. “Does it bother you we slept with other women?”

“I don’t know,” she murmured. “It should, but it doesn’t. Does it bother you that I wasn’t a virgin?”

“How did we get on such a serious subject?” Keenas grumbled, making Jorel chuckle.

“I think it bothers Keenas,” Jorel whispered, but not so low Keenas didn’t hear him.

“Shut up, Jorel,” he growled, and Rhia couldn’t help the grin tugging at her lips.

“This water feels like heaven.” She sighed and snuggled closer into Jorel’s embrace. “Is the lake on Argonia this warm?”

“No. I’m afraid not,” Jorel replied in amusement. “Our lake would freeze your ass off even in the warmest of weather.”

“What about Phelisine? Does it have lakes?”

“A few, but it’s mostly prairie. Flatland perfect for farming,” Keenas answered just before he ducked under the water.