The Empress' Rapture (4 page)

She wanted to be held. Her body exhausted, eyes closed, she pulled her feet up onto the couch, and laid her head on the armrest. Sleep claimed her, and she forgot to keep the block in place, hiding her presence.

“Get up, Sierra. You’re going home.” Roman’s voice surrounded her.

Her eyes popped open to see Roman staring down at her.

“Your family is going crazy with worry,” Garth snarled.

“My family will be fine. I need this time alone. I’ll be back tomorrow, but I’ve told you this already. Now please leave. I need to rest before I do more work,” she said, curling up further onto the couch.

“You’re bleeding again,” Garth stated, glancing at her back. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingers. She flinched and opened her eyes to meet Garth’s gaze.

“It will dry up eventually. And what do you care? You sure didn’t ask about me earlier. No one asked how I was. So, just go. I’ll be fine,” she said, glaring up at him. Deep feelings for these men had started to take form in her heart, but they’d hurt her already.

“We needed to…”

“Don’t, Garth. You can’t say anything that I haven’t heard before. Just leave.” Sierra swung her legs down and stood to face both men with her hands on her hips.

“You both claim to be my mates…fine, whatever. But I will not put my family and your lives in danger again. I’ll learn how to protect others and myself. I needed someone, anyone, even my father to ask if I was okay…to hug me…something—anything after what Jack did to me. But you cavemen were too busy to even notice me. So I have to depend on myself. I will not depend on another person again!”

She stomped into the kitchen to fix something to eat and swung the fridge open. Large hands spun her around. Roman gazed down at her. His body pushed up against hers, and his hand reached and grabbed a handful of hair, wrapping it around his hand and tugging. Sierra’s head tilted up towards his face.

“If we had touched you we would’ve wanted to claim you there on the spot. Just to wipe his scent from you. I can still smell him on you even after the bath. I want to spread my seed all over you right now. You don’t know how much it’s taking for both of us not to pounce on you, spread your legs, and fuck your tight pussy and ass,” Roman whispered through clenched teeth. His mouth descended on hers, pushing his tongue past her lips.

Sierra groaned into his mouth. His free hand tore her shirt from her body and threw it to the floor.

She tried to move, but he held on to her, his kiss deepening. Garth slipped in behind her. He reached around her and unzipped her jeans, sliding them down her legs. He kneeled, lifting one foot at a time to remove her pants and pushed her legs apart. His fingers trailed up her thighs to her hot center.

Her body heated. Cool air played against her naked form. Her nipples hardened to points, and an ache settled in her core. What the hell were they doing to her? No one ever turned her body into mush like this.

Roman’s fingertips traveled down her neck to her nipple. His fingers brushed against it, and a moan escaped her lips.

“So sensitive to our touch…do you feel what you do to us?” He pushed his thick, hard cock up against her mound. He pinched her nipple again.

From behind, Garth reached through her legs and spread her nether lips. He pushed his head between her thighs and licked her nub.

Roman lifted his mouth from hers and stared into her eyes.

“You’re wet. Your honey scent draws us. Garth’s going to taste you first, and then I’m going to get my turn. Feel his tongue stroking your clit as one finger pushes into your tight pussy. Then he will push two, three and maybe four into your pussy, stretching you with his hand. He might even put one or two fingers into that virgin ass, fucking you the same time he fucks that tasty, sweet pussy. I know I’m going to.”

His dirty words sent a tingle down to her toes. “Oh my god, Roman!” Sierra gasped.

He lowered his head, but this time took her nipple into his mouth. Garth slipped one finger into her, stroking in and out. He licked around her clit without actually touching it. She tried to push herself closer, but they held her still and swatted her bare ass. She jumped and cried out at the same time.

“I think she likes to be spanked, Roman. Her sweet honey just flowed around my tongue. Maybe we should try that again,” Garth said, his mouth attacking her mound. Two fingers now in her stretched her, and another hand came down on her bare ass, swatting each cheek twice. Roman bit her nipple at the same time Garth slipped his wet fingers into her ass. His other fingers pushed into her pussy, fucking both of her openings. Garth sucked her clit into his mouth, nipping it.

“Come for us, baby. Give Garth your juices,” Roman begged. He pulled her head back, his teeth latched down on her neck. She screamed her release, and her juices flowed into Garth’s mouth.

She’d never done this before. It was as if a dam had broken loose. The room started to grow darker. Roman lifted his head and smiled at her.

Sierra gave herself to the darkness and pleasure. Jack erased from her memories for now.

Chapter Five

Sierra opened her eyes slowly, and her body tensed. Would she be somewhere else or was she in the same nightmare she had earlier? Was she at home? Christmas music played in the background. The smell of baking cookies and the laughter of her mom in the kitchen soothed her. She was home. A quick glance around the room confirmed her suspicion. No one was about.

Sitting up, she held the blanket covering her naked body against her chest. The sound of boots scuffling close by drew her attention to the end of the couch. Roman and Garth stood before her, their gazes burning with lust.

“Let us help you.” Garth stepped in front of her as he helped her up Roman behind her. Garth peeled her fingers from the blanket and let it drop to the floor. Warm, callused hands traced down her spine careful of her injuries, and a cool breeze filtered over her body. Her nipples hardened under Garth’s view. He dropped down to his knees and sucked one into his mouth.

“Where is everyone?” She looked into Garth’s face. She knew she should stop him, but the heat rose in her body and she wanted more.

Roman licked her ear slowly. “Your family is in the kitchen. Let us help you put your clothes on. Your mom left you with us.” Garth’s gaze held hers.

“You’re perfect with full breasts and nipples that just need to be sucked and cherished,” Garth whispered. His hands gathered both breasts and brought them up to his mouth. His hot tongue licked around one nipple, teasing it. The thumb and index finger of his other hand rolled and pulled on the other one.

Sierra’s head fell back onto Roman’s chest. “We shouldn’t be doing this. Anyone can come in the room.”

“Hush, no one will come in,” Roman mumbled. His hand traced down to her mound and he pushed two fingers into her.

“Come on his hand, baby,” urged Garth. “He needs to taste your honey.” A third finger slid into her, moving faster. Garth continued to play with her breasts, sucking and nipping.

If it weren’t for the fact that they held her up, she would have melted into the floor. Her back arched, her small hands grabbed on to Garth’s broad shoulders, and she whimpered her release.

“Garth!”

“Let it go.” He rose up and kissed her softly.

Roman slipped his fingers out of her and lifted his hand to his mouth, licking the juices from it. Garth pulled her body towards him and turned her to face his brother. He grabbed her shirt and slipped it on.

“Do you see how much he enjoys your honey? Soon, our seed will mark your body. Every inch of this,” he cupped her breasts, “belongs to us,” Garth whispered into her ear.

Sierra pushed his hands away and tried to button her shirt, her gaze never leaving Roman’s face. Her fingers wouldn’t work, so she gave up. Garth brushed his fingers underneath her breasts.

“Don’t ever hide anything from us, baby; we’re your mates. Your ass is still a nice shade of pink from earlier, and I can smell your honey as it lingers in my mouth,” Garth said. He slowly rubbed his thumb over one of her nipples and held one up for Roman.

Roman closed his mouth over it. He sucked and nibbled. She leaned her head back onto Garth’s chest. Teeth sank into her breast and marked her the same way he’d done to her neck.

She squirmed, and her pussy quivered with the need to be filled. Her body shook with intense sensation, her knees weakening.

Roman lifted his head and changed places with Garth who took the other breast and marked it. His fingers closed her shirt.

Cold chills ran through her body, but heat raced to her core. Juices trickled down her legs. Roman dropped to his knees behind her and spread her thighs, licking the wetness.

“I can’t! Not again,” she cried.

But they didn’t listen. Roman pushed three fingers into her pussy and two into her ass. Sierra remembered where she was and froze. She couldn’t believe they were doing this in the living room. “You have to stop. Anyone can walk in here!”

She leaned her head back against Garth. “What did you mean before?” Sierra sighed.

“Back at your little hiding place…it wasn’t a dream, Sierra.” Garth’s hands stopped as did Roman’s. Then Garth’s words from before sank in.

“Oh my God, you mean Jack was real? It wasn’t a dream?” The horror of the reality set in.

Jack had kidnapped her while she’d been dreaming. Pulling away from the men, she stared at them.

“How do you know you’re my mates? I didn’t think…well…that two men and one female could be mates. And you shouldn’t have marked me. What if you’re not?” she said and paced back and forth.

“It wasn’t a dream, little one. He abducted you. Your family knows we need a little time. They won’t come in here.” Roman reached out and pulled her to him.

“Your smell draws us to you. We want to lick, roll all over you, and rub our scent onto your body, marking it. The aroma of you calls to our leopard forms, demanding we mate. Our mother has two mates. Our fathers told us once we found our mate we would feel just like they did. My mother’s blood, sweat, and honey drove them crazy. Mother said they acted like cats do to catnip. Marking her with their scent, rubbing it in so everyone would know she was theirs.” He cupped her cheek. “We just laughed. We didn’t believe them. Looks like we’re the fools, because believe me, we’ll put our seed everywhere. In every hole and on every inch of your skin,” Garth mumbled behind her.

Roman leaned over, capturing her mouth, his tongue pushing against hers.

The sound of footsteps startled her, and she jerked her head back, seeing her younger brother.

He yelled, “Oh gross! Dad, they’re touching Sierra.”

Grins covered her mates’ faces.

“Shut up, brat!” She glared at her brother.

Both of her men laughed.

“This is not funny! You don’t know what my dad is like. He almost ate my first boyfriend,” she snapped.

“I heard that, and that boy was a jerk. He was two years older than you were and only wanted to cop a feel. Like I would allow that,” her father said, strolling into the room. His eyes twinkled with mirth.

Grabbing her jeans, she pulled them on and pushed Garth and Roman out of the way.

Embarrassed, she stomped into the kitchen and ignored her father. His laughter joined that of her mates.

“Mom, you have to tell Dad to stop telling those stories. And keep Jason out of my business!”

“Calm down. Your father had a nice chat with those two. He believes them, so don’t worry about it. You know Jason is being protective. He’s scared. Last night he woke up with nightmares and has been worried about you ever since. I had to stay up half the night comforting him.” She pulled the deer roast out of the oven.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t know. I’ll go talk to him,” Sierra sighed and turned to find her brother.

“He’s in his room, ran up there after you yelled at him,” her mom said.

Sierra strolled to the back staircase and climbed the stairs, stopping in front of Jason’s room. She rested her forehead on the cool door. Her mind filled with turmoil, she took a deep breath to calm her frayed nerves.

God, my life is screwed up.

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Don’t worry so much, little one. We’ll help you. That’s what mates are for, and we aim to be the best!”
Roman’s mental voice wrapped her body in a comforting blanket.

Ignoring his words, she knocked on her brother’s door and opened it. She heard Roman and Garth’s laughter in her mind.

“Yeah?” Jason sighed and looked up.

“I’d like to talk to you.” She walked further into the room towards the bed.

“Whatever.” He continued to ignore her.

Sierra glanced around the room, which looked neat as ever. He lay on his bed and stared up at the posters taped to the ceiling. Sierra sat down on the bed next to him.

“Jason, I’m sorry I shouted at you earlier. I’m a little nervous with Garth and Roman here. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. I want you to know I’m not going to let anyone hurt me. You know I can protect myself.”

She smiled and patted his leg.

Jason’s gaze met hers. “I have dreams, Sierra. They won’t go away. I see the Trolls. They hurt you and take you away.” Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Her arms opened, and Jason hesitated a minute then flew into them, crying.

“Listen to me, Jason. Nothing will happen. I have those two huge men downstairs that say they’re my mates. Do you think they’re going to let the Trolls take me?” She brushed his hair out of his face and raised his chin.

“Maybe the dream was about what just happened earlier when Jack took me. I’m fine now. Roman and Garth got to me in time.” She kissed his head and tensed up.

She sensed a presence and knew the two men stood behind her. Both walked into the room and their large frames dominated Jason’s bedroom. Roman knelt next to her and Jason.

“Jason?” Roman lifted the boy’s face and gazed down at him.

“I promise you nothing will happen to your sister. I’ve called in a few of my men and they’ll be here tomorrow. They’re going to help with the problem of Jack and his friends.” Roman winked.