Lustful Cravings (The Seven Sin Sisters) (8 page)

Madden moved in and out of her with such ferocity as Layla strained to clutch him with her inner muscles.
So
slick
, his cock nearly slipped fr
om her with every pull.
His thrusts
were
so determined, so strong,
and
pleasure and pain merged as h
e pumped his hips in a quick motion that led her to the very edge of orgasm
.
S
he could
n’t
catch her breath
.
S
he was so close
but then he stopped and pulled himself from her.

She whimpered, “No. Don’t stop. Please, Madden.”

He
fli
pped her so quickly onto her stomach, she didn’t have time to process that he was already re-entering her slick core even as she begged.
In this position, he filled her
completely as she submitted to his taking.
Power tore through her body
and
heat
ed
her blood, licking over her
nipples
and
her clit.
With no way to move but to push back into his thrusts, Layla simply gave herself to her mate, feeling a sense of joy at how he cared for her.

As her orgasm finally overtook her, her
last
thought was how s
he had everything she needed in Madden
.
Suddenly,
she couldn’t remember what life
had been
like before she belonged to him.

A
loud knock on the bedroom door had Layla trying to pull the sheet over her naked body. Before she was covered, Madden called out, “Enter,
Anton
.”

Layla squeaked but Madden only laughed at her. “
Anton
is a long friend of our family. He has served each couple as they have deemed necessary. There will be no reason for you to hide from him.”

Anton
entered the large bedroom with a tray of breakfast treats and placed it at the end of the bed.

“I waited for you to finish,
Madden
,”
Anton
spoke to Madden
.
“
N
ow
,
is there anything you require? Shall I draw a bath for your new mate?”

“
Waiting
was
most definitely
a good choice. I think it may take Layla some time to get used to her new life with us. And I do think your assessment is correct. A warm bath
would be perfect
after breakfast
. But please
first
come meet
our
Layla,”
M
adden gestured his arm towards Layla at his side as her cheeks flushed pink.
This was unreal that she was naked and meeting a man that waited outside their bedroom door until they finished having sex. God, she was in an alternate reality.

Anton
came to her side of the bed and kneeled, looking into her eyes with his own beautiful
butterscotch
eyes. His hand stroked her cheek so softly that Layla restrained her immediate impulse to pull away. She actually found herself leaning into his touch
. H
is scent
was
a light ginger fragrance with a hint of musky man. He was gorgeous in a much different way from Madden. He was light to Madden’s dark, gentle to Madden’s rough. Layla caught her breath when he rubbed her cheek with his own. Her tongue stroked her suddenly dry lips.

He knowingly smiled at her, pulling away and spoke with such restraint, “It is so wonderful to meet you, Layla.”

Raising his eyes and breaking the connection with Layla, he looked towards Madden
and
nodd
ed
once, “She is magnificent, Madden.”

Layla smiled at Anton, feeling a bit discomforted by his familiarity. She picked up some type of pastry and ate as Anton went to prepare her bath and Madden began flipping through documents on a small device Anton
had
handed him. Desperately wanting that bath,
Layla
took
her coffee cup as she wrapped herself in the sheet and moved to the bathroom.

Madden chuckled from behind her, “You will get used to nudity, Layla
l
ove. Your body
should
be admired.” She shook her head at him but did nothing more to continue the conversation. She felt satiated from their early joining and now wanted only to relax in a bath.

Anton turned the faucets off and rejoined Madden at the chairs near the fireplace. Layla appreciated the privacy and relaxed as she dipped first a toe and then slowly moved her body into the perfectly warmed water. The scent of lavender filled her nostrils and she breathed deeply. She listened to the men speak as she lay in the largest tub she’d ever
seen
.

“Tell us what is on our schedule for our day,” Madden instructed
Anton
who ran down their itinerary. Nothing sounded interesting until she heard something about dinner with Madden’s parents.

“
We are having d
inner with your parents?”
Layla yelled from the bathroom.

“As soon as I he
ard of your C
laiming, I set up the meal so you coul
d meet
. It will help with your A
cclimation
.” Anton spoke
proudly
as if he had taken care of everything. One loo
k at Madden and she could see he thought the man had. Well, she had a different thought
—
a thought that everything was moving
way the hell
too fast.
She needed to slow this train down.
It was one thing to get used to Madden but planning their future, meeting with families needed to wait.

“Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.” Layla jumped from the
tub
and stomped
into the bedroom where the two men sat
. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Anton look to Madden who merely smiled and nodded
, his
eyebrow
rais
ed
. But it was Anton’s sigh
as his
gaze
roamed
over
her that first reminded Layla
she was naked, standing in all her glory for the two men to soak in every piece of her body.

“Do I even have clothes here?” Layla shrieke
d
, shaking with the feeling of being so out of control
.
Since when did she let others dictate her life? Damn men.

While Madden sat frozen,
Anton j
umped into action
and
walk
ed
into what appeared to be a closet
.
He
re-emerg
ed
with
an enormous fluffy towel and
a silky
burgundy
robe
. He
gave her the towel and then held
t
he robe
out for her and waited. It took only a moment for Layla
to
dry
enough to
put her arms through
the robe. She allowed
Anton
to
fasten the belt
of the robe
around her
waist
.

She turned then to stare
at
Madden.
With
h
er hands perched on her hips, she questioned, “Dinner with your parents? Are you going to give me any say at all?”

Layla watched Madden close his eyes and take a deep breath, clearly gathering
his thoughts
. “Layla, I
didn’t know either
.
I have obviously been as distracted as you the last few days.
”

“You
,
then?” Layla turned her attention to Anton
and
point
ed
her finger at him
.
“You set this up
, so
y
ou can postpone
this little gathering
.”
Layla wasn’t ready to move forward. She was just getting comfortable with Madden.

“I could do that if you absolutely need me to,” Anton spoke while allowing his gaze to settle on Layla. His sof
t butterscotch eyes swirled
and
mesmeriz
ed
Layla into
calmness
. His hands gently kneaded her shoulders as he continued to look into her eyes, “
I
s this truly what you wish?”

Layla felt relaxed and eased by Anton’s comfort. Should she feel awkward having hi
s hands on her? Madden wasn’t interrupting
and didn’t
stop
Anton’s affections
,
and she didn’t want to either. When she spoke, her voice ha
d
softened, “No.”

“What
is
it then, little one?”

“No one is asking what I want. Or what I think. Or what I need
,
”
Layla’s vulnerability dripped from her words. She was scared
and that was making her angry.
S
he was certainly going to put her foot down at this.

“But you are getting everything you need without asking. No?”

“Yes. But I feel so out of c
ontrol, so lost.”
Her voice
softened
and tears threatened
but she could no more stop
them
than she could stop the direction life was pushing her in.

“But you have been found. Madden will not ever allow you to be lost. And I will
be by your side
.
Allow me to guide you in
to
this
new
life
and a
ll will be well.”

Anton moved his hands so that they cupped her cheeks, framing her face in
a delicate embrace that warmed her. She
sensed
Madden come up behind her
and
felt the hard length of him against her back
.
Layla
leaned into him at the same moment the warmth of Anton’s lips touched her own. Gentle
and
coaxing, Anton drew his tongue along her lips
.
W
ith
a sigh,
Layla
opened to him. His tongue slowly
stroked
hers, learning her flavor as she allowed
him
this intimacy.

Madden’s arms tightened around her from behind,
encourag
ed
her
.
Without his attentions,
she might have been frightened
or uncertain b
ut in his solid embrace, she
allowed herself to be consumed
by Anton’s gentle attentions. She was melting in their heat.

A moan escaped her throat as Anton nibbled at her bottom lip
and then licked again
.
The sharp sensation coupled with the tender stroke tightened something in her
stomach;
a
need deep inside
urg
ed
her to rub herself against him.

Anton unfastened the belt to her robe and, stepping away for a moment, Madden allowed it to fall to the
floor.

Placing hi
s body
against her back again, Madden’s
mouth sucked at her throat and his
hands moved along her hips, massag
ed
and strok
ed
while igniting tiny flames along the way. Layla’s skin tingl
ed
. With Anton’s hands disappearing from
h
er face, she no longer knew who
touch
ed
her
. She didn’t know whose hands stroked her and she didn’t care.
The sensations of four hands
and
two mouths had her enflamed.

Layla turned her head to seek out Madden, needing to feel their connection. His lips moved from her neck along her jaw and sought out her lips. So
different
from
Anton
’s
gentle kiss
, Madden’s kiss demanded
her submission. He owned her and he could no more hide that power than he could disown his heritage. Madden was po
wer
—
pure sexual power.