Page 57 of Endless Terrors
I stared at him. At both of them. Silence trembled between all of us, and it felt like even the air was holding its breath.
And I made a choice.
Slowly, I stepped back. I stepped back again, right at the edge of the rug, and my hands rose. I unbuttoned my dress, taking my time, and it fell to the floor in a pool of cotton.
For the first time in my life, I laid myself completely bare, and I wasn’t afraid. I looked back at Collith and Laurie without flinching, and I let them see me. Not just my body, although I was still wearing a bra and panties—I allowed them to see the depths of what I felt. I knew these males. They still had their secrets, no doubt, but everyone hid something.
I trusted them.
Laurie came toward me, and his fingers curved around the back of my neck, unexpectedly gentle for him. I raised my face. While I lost myself to his taste, his tongue, Collith approached from behind again. He brushed his lips over my shoulder, his fingers tracing the lines of the tattoos that only we could see.
As one, the two of them worked their way down slowly. Kissing, caressing, breathing, licking, and stroking on either side of my body, from my neck to my hip bones. I felt one of them unsnap my bra. Another pulled my underwear down. Then, as though they could read each other’s thoughts, they worked their way back up, still at an agonizing pace. Like we had all the time in the world.
When Laurie’s mouth closed around my nipple, and his tongue began to flick it, my sex ached and clenched. I was still the only one naked, but I was far too impatient to give both of them the same treatment they’d given me. “Take your clothes off,” I commanded softly.
They obeyed.
We moved together in whispers of clothing and bare skin brushing. Laurie and Collith undressed each other, too, kissing each other’s throats, jaws, and shoulders. Within a minute, the last shirt fell onto the floor, and they stood in their full, fae glory. A thrill went through me as I considered the cocks in front of me. Two of them, both impressive in their own ways. Collith’s was length and elegance. Laurie’s had girth, and there was a move he did with that thick width that I still thought about sometimes.
And tonight, they were mine.
I touched Laurie first.
My fingers trailed down his erection. I stroked the shaft lightly, as if it were fragile. I knew it was anything but, and I also knew it would drive Laurie crazy. My head tipped back so I could meet his gaze. Laurie liked eye contact. But the fierce way he was looking at me made my own wild desire ignite. I wrapped my fingers around his cock now, squeezing it, and rotated my wrist in a rhythm he began to match with his hips. Laurie’s eyes never wavered from mine.
Once he was so hard that his cock stood to attention, my motion slowed. I turned my head and reached out with my other hand. I grasped Collith’s cock, then slid my fingers down to cup his balls. On the way back up, I carefully dragged my nails along the tender flesh. I watched as Collith’s chest started to rise and fall, listened as his breathing became more labored.
Watching him get turned on, seeing how much he responded to me, sent a searing rush of arousal straight to my core.
Smelling it, Collith’s eyes went unnaturally bright. He hauled me against him and claimed my mouth. I raked my nails down his stomach, enjoying the feel of his firm muscles as they rippled against my touch. While I was frantically kissing Collith, Laurie lowered himself to the floor. He grasped my hips and turned me. As my back settled against Collith, he shifted his mouth to the side of my neck, his hands cupping my breasts with just the right amount of roughness. Distantly, I was aware of Laurie’s face pressing against my thighs. I opened them for him without thinking, angling my body to give him better access.
At the feel of Laurie’s tongue, my knees buckled. Collith’s arm instantly wrapped around my waist, catching me, and he held me up as though I weighed nothing. I was no longer capable of coherent thought. Only seeing, and touching, and wanting. The curve of Laurie’s ass. The arch of Collith’s neck. Brown curls. Long eyelashes.
Soon, I began to feel the familiar build-up of heat and pressure. I never wanted it to end. I didn’t even care about reaching that wild crescendo.
My body came apart. I released the longest, toe-curling moan I’d ever made. After a few delicious, torturous seconds, my entire frame went slack, and I still couldn’t think in anything but a hazy sort of way.
Then one of them hilted himself within me. Laurie, I realized through the rush of sensation. My core tightened again, squeezing around his considerable girth. Laurie was just as dominant, just as insistent as the last time we’d been together, but now his edge was counteracted by Collith’s tenderness. While he pounded into me, again and again, Collith trailed his fingers around my nipples. Tipping my head to rest on his shoulder, I reached back blindly. Collith realized what I wanted and shifted to accommodate me. I found his hard shaft and wrapped my fingers around it, starting an insistent rhythm. Collith swore in my ear. His hips moved with my hand.
I hadn’t known it was possible, to connect to two people like this. All of us, all at once, everywhere. Laurie was still thrusting. He kissed Collith, then me, and it felt like I didn’t know where I ended and they began.
Laurie gave a deep, masculine groan as he came. Seconds later, Collith’s warmth spilled over my fist. We sank to the floor and rested against one another, taking some time to recover. Sweat gleamed on my skin. My head was on Laurie’s chest, my legs tangled with Collith’s. Both of them had their arms above their heads, and their fingers touched, palm-up on the rug.
After another moment or two, I raised my gaze to Laurie’s. “This is the part where you disappear, right?” I said.
There was another pause. Laurie looked at Collith. I sensed something pass between them again, which seemed to be happening more and more these days. Collith got up and went into the bathroom. He returned with a towel and gently cleaned off my hand. After that, he gathered me into his arms and handed me to Laurie. He followed us as my silver-haired faerie turned away and moved toward the bed.
“My darling,” Laurie said, setting me down, “we’re just getting started.”
I shivered.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
A full moon glowed on the other side of the window.
I sat next to my younger brother, bent forward so that I was propped on my elbows. For the thousandth time, I thought about the promises we’d made to each other. I’ll take care of you.
So much had changed since then, but not this. Not my love for Damon.
