Adams, Eve - Patience is Their Virtue [Brides of Bachelor Bay 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

“Oh, the other. Please, Adam. Take the other.” Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs. Raven’s attack on her pussy had her body humming as the steady throbbing grew to an angry pulse.

He eagerly consumed her breast while Raven feasted on her pussy. She twisted against them, unable to make sense of the overload of pleasure ripping through her. All the cells in her body fought against the assault, while at the same time in a frenzy in their need for release.

“She’s close,” Raven announced in a voice plagued with hot male lust. “Should I take her over the edge?”

“No.” Adam’s voice washed over her like the heavy rain outside. She jerked her head up and stared into eyes so dark they were black. “Patience, my sweet love, wrap your arms around me.”

She did then let out an involuntary yelp when he lifted her. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around him. Raven stepped back, and she was about to ask why when, in one quick thrust, Adam impaled the length of his rigid flesh deep inside her, stretching her, burning her. If he hadn’t kissed her at that exact moment and swallowed her cries, the entire town would have heard her.

And then Raven stepped back and worked two fingers into her rear entrance. She shuddered and rocked her hips, moving Adam’s erection inside her.

“Do it now, brother.” Adam groaned as he stroked his cock in and out of her pussy. “I’m not going to make it.”

“Patti, I need you to hold still.” Raven bit at her neck, and she arched her back. “That’s perfect.”

The large, blunt end of Raven’s cock pushed against her tiny hole. He rocked his hips, and blisters of pleasure laced with pain seared her as he eased inside her.

“Keep it in,” Adam told her. “Control your cries.”

She couldn’t control her breathing, let alone the strained cries escaping from her.

“Oh, Adam.” She writhed against him, her nails digging into his back, as they moved in perfect time, one slipping in as the other retreated. “Oh, Raven.”

Raven’s hands tightened around her hips as he drove his cock deeper, pulling out as Adam’s hard thrust filled her completely, and then they reversed, and it was Raven inside her as Adam retreated.

“It’s too slow,” she whimpered and wiggled. “More.”

“We’ll hurt you,” Adam said with a shake of his head.

“You won’t. Please. Adam, I need more.”

Raven plunged deep, and she bit down on Adam’s shoulder to hold in her cries. Tremors pounded through her body and had the muscles of her pussy clenching, spasming.

Adam jerked and drove his cock into her in a hard, powerful stroke. Raven, following Adam’s pace, surged inside her.

“M–More.” She was in agony. They had to move faster, harder, or she’d never breathe a steady breath again.

Raven slammed into her backside, sending her down onto Adam’s cock. The motion sent her into a frenzy. She clawed at Adam’s chest and begged for more.

Adam buried his cock to the hilt, driving into her over and over, harder and harder, his brother filling her other hole with a pace that had her close. So close.

With a final thrust, Adam stiffened as he shot hot streams of semen deep inside her. Raven’s fingers dug into her hips as he grunted in his release. And she exploded.

Adam swallowed her screams as her climax crashed into her, sending her bucking against them both, riding the waves of her release until she collapsed against him, her body sated.

Gently, Raven withdrew, and then Adam carried her to the bed. She closed her eyes as exhaustion rolled over her. Once they dressed, one—or maybe both—of them washed her before tucking the covers up around her.

“Sleep, my love.” Adam kissed her forehead.

“I’ll have dinner brought to your room.” Raven brushed the hair from her face.

“I love you,” she whispered, rolled to her side, and found sleep instantly.

“Who do you suppose she said that to?”

Raven kept his comment to himself. As he served Adam his usual nightcap of a tall whiskey, he snuck one himself. At this point if any staff member walked in on them sharing a drink, he didn’t give a shit. He had more on his mind than what the staff thought of one of the hired hands having a drink with the man who paid everyone handsomely.

Adam glanced at the whiskey and then at Raven. “That bad?”

Sinking into the chair on the other side of Adam’s desk, Raven regarded his brother somberly. They had the same arrogant bone structure, high cheekbones and a square jaw that made their proud people so handsome, men and women alike. Adam had his mother’s lighter complexion, but in the summer, he tanned just as dark bronze as Raven did. If Adam let his hair grow out and had just a hint of a narrower face, there would be no mistaking his heritage.

“Will you go to her tonight?”

Irritation and sorrow flashed in Adam’s eyes, but there was something else. Guilt. He clenched his teeth and brought his drink to his lips and said nothing as he stared down at the papers in front of him.

“She needs you, Adam.”

He laughed, but no amusement, no humor came through in the sound. It echoed through the otherwise silent office. He was in pain, and Raven felt it, too. They’d always shared a bond. Raven felt Adam’s frustration with Patience that he couldn’t control her, but he also felt Adam’s pride. The man loved his wife.

So did Raven.

Only one other woman had the power to have both men fall in love with her—Adam’s first wife, Mina. Before her, Adam stayed to himself, never going out for more than the necessities. Even then, he rarely held his head high enough to meet any set of eyes.

Raven wasn’t blind to the suffering Adam had to endure as a child. They both went through hell, but they did it together. And then when they ventured out on their own, Adam hid his shame in stride and never knew that Raven had heard him all those nights when he’d cried himself to sleep.

He wouldn’t allow his brother to suffer, not any longer. Patience loved him. She’d said so herself. And still he refused to go to her side and fully give in to that love.

“I just have a lot on my mind,” he lied, and Raven knew it.

“Such as?”

“Seattle passed that ordinance banning Indians from within the city limits.”

He didn’t like the look in Adam’s eyes. “How does that affect us here?”

“Ron Arnett made a motion to pass the same ordinance in Port Steele. Miles, that son of a bitch, seconded it.” He let out a tired sigh. “We now have to open it up to the townspeople before it goes to a vote.”

Rage tore at his gut.
Goddamn Ron Arnett and his one-sided view on the world.
“If it passes?”

Adam met his gaze. “We leave.”

“With Patience, of course.”

Adam didn’t answer, and he didn’t have to. Raven saw it in his eyes. He used this as a reason to not allow himself to get close to her.

“I know you’re scared,” Raven mentioned softly.

Adam shook his head in an attempt to disregard his comment, but Raven knew better than that. He felt Adam’s fear.

“Don’t keep her at a distance. Your love is what she needs, not your detachment.”

“All my life, I’ve avoided getting close to anyone or letting anyone get close to me.” He took a pull off his whiskey and winced as he swallowed. “Look at where I am now. I’m the mayor of a fucking town, Raven. Can you believe that? Twenty-eight years ago when I killed my own mother to come into this world, did you ever think I would be where I am now?”

“Dear God, listen to yourself. Do you also blame yourself for the rain falling from the sky?”

He shrugged. “Whatever it takes.”

“I can't let you do this, Adam. For too long I’ve watched you push everyone away, even me. It has to stop, brother. For both of our sanity, stop this.”

“How does this in any way affect you?”

Raven studied his younger brother, shocked and befuddled that Adam even asked that question. “Ten years. Ten fucking years we’ve shared temporary lovers that you pushed away as soon as you started to feel a spark for them. And for ten years I’ve gone along with it, watching you kill yourself a little more each time you walked away.”

He threw back the whiskey to calm him. If he let his anger take over, Adam would shut down and Raven would lose the chance to finally confront his brother about moving on.

“Adam, pushing people away isn’t what got you where you are today. Refusing to allow love back into your heart is not keeping you safe from getting hurt again.”

Adam chuckled hollowly. “It’s done a pretty damn good job so far.”

“Bullshit!”

Adam flashed Raven an angry glare. “Mind you to watch the volume of your outbursts. There is still staff present.”

“Fuck the staff. Fuck the image. This is all bullshit, Adam, and it’s time it ends.”

“Are you saying you no longer wish to be my manservant?”

“I never wanted to be your goddamn manservant in the first place, but it was the only way I could remain close enough to you to keep you from destroying yourself.”

Adam frowned and stared straight ahead. “I’ve never asked for you or anyone else to care for me. I don’t need it.”

“The hell you don’t. Look at you. You have a beautiful wife who adores you. I can’t let you walk away from this one. I won’t allow it.”

Adam laughed at his brother's comment. “You won’t allow it, eh? And how will you stop me?”

“By any means,” Raven told him. “I pray it doesn’t come to that. She’s already a part of you, whether you are ready to accept that or not.”

“She is just a woman,” he told him as if that statement somehow justified his actions.

“You wouldn’t have taken her as your wife if you truly believed that.”

He slid down in his chair. “It doesn’t matter what I believe.”

“She loves you.”

Again Adam shook his head, dismissing Raven’s words, pushing him away as he’d done everyone else in his life.

Raven stood and hoped his words had some meaning to his bullheaded brother. “Perhaps one day soon you will see that the greatest gift God has given us is not only to love, but to be loved in return. Patience loves you, and I love you, too. If we are destined to leave Port Steele, then we go as a family.”

Adam looked up at him, and Raven saw the uncertainty in his gaze. “Is that what you want, to leave Port Steele?”

“I like it here, rain and all, and you do, too.”

“So what are you saying?”

“I say we stay and fight,” he snapped with furious intent. “We fight for our right to go where we damn well please. We fight for the woman we love. And we fight to stay in the town bearing our name.”

Adam pinched the skin between his eyes. “It won’t be an easy fight, on any of those fronts. I’m not strong enough, Raven.”

“You are stronger than you give yourself credit for, brother. I have faith in you, even if you don’t have it in yourself.”

“I’m scared,” he whispered, and Raven stilled. He’d never heard his brother admit it before. “I’m scared that Patience will get to know the real me and hate me because of it. I’m scared that despite my authority and influence in this town, it won’t be enough. I'm scared that this fucking ordinance will pass and I will have let you down.”