Two Knights of Indulgence (26 page)

Britt wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her
legs around his waist, the heat of her cunt against his bulge enough to set the
fuel around them aflame.
 
He walked over
to the jet’s stairs with her on top of him and yanked the heavy equipment down
one-handed as he supported her firm ass with the other.
 
He took the stairs carefully, with her still
in his arms, his lips still on hers.

As soon as they graced the cabin, he yanked the stairs
closed and locked them inside.
 
Britt
wormed her way down his body and began unfastening his pants as he opened the
buttons down her borrowed top.
 
His
fingers still shook, need overtaking him.
 

Her dismissal of him had hurt.
 
Giving him free rein over her body helped
soothe his battered ego.
 
He still knew
Matthias remained first in her heart, but he now knew she had room for him,
too.
 
He wasn’t just a postscript in her
life.

Once they were completely disrobed, he stepped
back.
 
He just wanted to look at her and
take in her beauty.
 
She suddenly seemed
shy. Wringing her hands as if she didn’t know where to put them, she put her
weight on one foot and then the other.
 
The shyness was lovely, the pink on her cheeks blossoming on her chest
as well.
 
She was the perfect mix of vixen
and timidity.
 
Her desire overrode her
inexperience when she was with them.
 
He
could tell from her body she hadn’t been with many men.
 
She seduced them out of raw need, not the
confidence of practiced lovemaking.
 

“You’re beautiful.”
 
He could stand there for the next hour just looking at her.

Her smile was dazzling.

“Are you going to stare all day?”

“If you let me.”
 
He smiled at her and then
reached a hand out to her.
 
She enveloped
it with her own and let him draw her close.
 
He tilted her head to him, placing a single finger under her chin.
 
He looked into her face a moment before he
lowered to her and placed a chaste kiss upon her lips.
 
When he lifted his head, she was frowning.

“That’s it?”

“To start.
 
I think I deserve a little
atonement for the comment at the table.”

Britt looked warily at him.
 
He still had her hand in his, and he pulled
her behind him as he moved to the couch and sat.
 
Nicolas then pulled her over his lap, her ass
in the air.

“Just what do you plan to do, Nicolas?”

“See how red I can get your beautiful bottom.”
 
He punctuated his statement with the first
slap across her rear.
 
She jumped at the
contact, a nervous squeal popping from her lips.
 
She tensed her body as she looked over her
shoulder at him.

“You’re going to spank me?”

“Until my hand hurts from it.”

Her eyes grew wide as he dropped another slap, this
time to the other cheek.
 
She jumped
again, but the squeal had morphed into a breathy exhale.
 
She’d liked the sensation, her back arching
slightly as he rubbed one hand along the reddened globes.
 
Both sides were bright pink, with a large red
handprint in the middle.
 
Britt was
undulating on his lap, her breathing growing more and more shallow.

He rained several swats on her ass, varying the
pressure and the tempo so she would not expect the next to come.
 
Each side was bright and red, heat radiating
off the skin.
 
Nicolas ran a hand over
them before slipping his hand between and running it along her slit.
 
She was soaking wet, her juices readying her
for his claiming.
 
As she twisted in his
lap, she pushed her labia against his hand, silently demanding his touch.

He swatted the lips, making her come off his lap at
the sensation.
 
A moan escaped her mouth,
and she turned suddenly, her face as red as her ass.
 
Nicolas
smiled,
excited she was enjoying the tempting taste of more to come.
 
He dropped several more slaps to her bottom
and one more to her pussy, another moan renting from her lips.
 
She was incredibly wet and nearly pushing
herself onto his fingers as he tested her readiness.

He plunged one finger into her sheath, and she
exploded around his finger, her cries filling the cabin and reverberating
around them.
 
A sense of satisfaction
settled in his chest that he pushed her to extremes so easily.
 
It made him want to see how far he could push
her and how many times.

Nicolas added a second finger and began to pump the
digits in and out of her flesh, her moans growing louder with each
penetration.
 
His cock was throbbing,
begging to have the chance to be where his fingers were, but he needed to take
it slow.
 
If he entered her now, he’d
lose it within seconds, his control held with fragile threads.
 
He wanted to sample her body, see where some
of her limits were.

Britt was coming closer to another orgasm. He felt her
channel milking his fingers and tightening in preparation for her release.
 
Her body writhed against him, her hips
undulating in time to his fingers’ motion.
 
Just as she was on the ledge, he removed his fingers and slapped his wet
digits across her ass.
 
She jumped,
screaming loudly at the unexpected sensation.

“Stand.”
 

She slowly capitulated, rising on shaky legs before
him.
 
He turned her so her ass was before
him, and he moved forward to swipe a tongue across her reddened flash.
 
Her body trembled under his caress, her knees
wobbling under her.
 
His control was as
tenuous, his whole body shaking with need.
 
He wanted to extend the experience, wanted to push her, but he wasn’t
sure he’d make it.
 

He wanted to taste her depths, wanted to sample her
full breasts, but his control snapped like the taut rubber band it was.
 
He drew her back down to his lap, her hot
rear over his cock.
 
As she rotated her
hips, he found the entrance of her pussy and guided his cock into her tight
channel, thrusting inside her on two strokes.

A cry rent from her lips, and he paused to allow her
to grow accustomed to him.
 
His lips
found her neck and nuzzled the smooth column of skin as his fingers trailed
along her stomach and up to the swell of her breasts.
 
When he cupped the weights in his hands, she
arched her back into his touch, moving her hips in an impatient sign of
need.
 
He felt equally as desperate and
began to thrust up within her as she moved over him, lifting off his lap and
meeting him back in the middle with a loud slap.

Their noisy lovemaking echoed in the cabin, the sounds
and scents of their bodies filling the space.
 
Nicolas drew her against him, holding her close as he pumped into her
body, his cock spearing her apart on each stroke, her channel gripping him like
a glove.
 
He kissed her neck, her ear,
her cheek, until she twisted her head to offer her lips to him.
 

His fingers plumped her tight nipples; he pinched the
tips as he moved.
 
She seemed to enjoy
his rough caresses, squealing louder when he squeezed tighter.
 
He lowered one hand to her clit, rolling one
finger in a circle around the nub as he thrust up into her.
 
Before she cried out in release, she
stiffened against him, her body a lightning rod ready for his shot.

Nicolas followed with his orgasm immediately after
hers, spilling his seed deep inside.
 
His
whole body shook as he erupted within her; he grasped her tightly to him as it
crashed over him.
 
Once he was sated, his
half limp cock began to slide from her slowly as they gasped for air, trying to
come back down to earth.

“That.
Was.
Incredible.”

Nicolas snickered into her hair, laying a kiss to her
earlobe.
 
“Yes, indeed.”

“You do realize I’ve laid claim to you now.”

Nicolas laughed.
 
“Is that right?
 
I thought it was
the other way around?”

Britt slipped from his lap and moved to sit beside
him.
 
“I think we’re both right.”

He pulled her close and laid a kiss on her lips.
 
“Agreed.”

Chapter Eleven

Britt saw Matthias in the doorway as they pulled up in
Thierry’s Range Rover later that evening.
 
She and Nicolas had driven to the edge of the valley rim and watched the
sun setting as they sat on the hood of the SUV.
 
Britt had lain in Nicolas’ arms, realizing she loved both men equally.
 
She now saw it was not one over the
other.
 
It had been both of them all
along.
 
She couldn’t have one without
knowing the other would be there for the ride.

They had been gone longer than Matthias had probably
anticipated.
 
He was still feeling shaky
as to their new fragile relationship, and he would have to be reminded how much
she cared for him as well.
 
Considering
they were two strong knights, their delicate egos were sensitive.
 
In time, they would learn to trust her more
and accept their triangle.
 

“Nicolas, a question before we go
in?”

“Sure.”

“Were you or Matthias hurt by another woman in your
past?”
 
It was the only excuse she could
think of for them to have built such thick walls.

“No, we’ve never really had any true relationships.”

Shock flooded her.
 
“You’re both over seven hundred years old!
 
You’ve never had a real relationship?”

“We’re immortal.
 
It’s not like we could just go grab any old gal and have her accept what
we were.
 
I’ve had dalliances, but never
has a woman known what I really was.
 
It’s the same for Matthias.
 
I
can’t speak for him completely, but I’m sure it’s the same.
 
I never expected to have the possibility of
having a woman in my life.
 
I insulated
myself, thinking it would never be.”

“I can’t imagine living such a lonely existence.”

“Love had crossed my mind, but after we saw what had happened
to Michel when he’d thought he’d found love, it made us all realize it wasn’t
for us.
 
Paloma
nearly killed Michel, and now she’s Illuminati, still roaming the earth
hundreds of years later to torment him.”

“Is this the woman who
Kadence
tried to shield from Michel?”

“Yes, she took a sword intended for Michel.”

Sadness filled her chest.
 
None of the men she’d met had ever expected
love. To live a life as long as theirs and never envisage love was tragic.
 
It made her want to disappear with her two
knights and hold on to them with a desperation she’d never felt before.
 
Even though they’d lived a long, unending
life, she was their first love, and there was something so incredibly sweet
about that.

Nicolas leaned in to kiss her lips, as if he’d heard
all the random thoughts rolling around in her head.
 
She sighed into his embrace, loving the
feeling of being in his arms.
 
He got out
of the vehicle and rounded it, opening the door for her to exit.
 
As he extended a hand, she suddenly realized
how much she appreciated both male’s chivalry.
 
She had two knights in shining armor, and she hadn’t taken a moment to
realize it.
 
It had been too easy to
label them male chauvinists and grumble under her breath at their old fashioned
actions.

They were from another time, another place.
 
She would have to be cognizant of that and
accept the good with the bad, perhaps with the occasional push in the right
direction here and there.
 
Who said an
old dog couldn’t learn new tricks.

Once she was standing before Matthias, she allowed him
to engulf her in a fierce hug before he gathered her in his arms, lifting her
from the ground as he turned to head inside.
 
Nicolas followed them up the stairs and back into the room they’d shared
the night before.