Radiance (27 page)

“Yes.”  Pulling back, he drove into her pussy brutally and stared at his length disappearing into slick heat.  “Hot, bare pussy.  You feel fucking amazing.” 

“I wonder what it will feel like with two cocks fucking me.”  She smiled at him.  “The wall is thin between my ass and my pussy.  Can you feel Elijah’s cock rubbing against yours when you take a woman together?” 

“Yes.”  He fucked her harder still.

“I imagine that’s as stimulating as whatever hole you happen to be fucking.”  Brie moaned as he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and thrust faster.  “A hot pussy and the feel of his hard dick pounding a tight ass.  God, if I didn’t have two of those sources of pleasure, I’d
almost
wish I was a man.” 

He tried to hold back his laughter and failed.  “You’re out of your fucking
mind
, Gabriella.” 

“I’m aware.” 

His thrusts slowed as her hands roamed his upper body.  Sitting up, she stroked her hands over his shoulders, pushing his jacket off.  Loosening his tie, she pulled it over his head.  Staring into his eyes, she unbuttoned his shirt and shoved it away as well. 

Pushing to the root, he stilled and stared at her.  “I was doing it again.” 

“Doing what?” she asked with a gentle smile.

His hands coasted over her shoulders, slipping the robe away.  He cupped her face.  “Using you.  Forgetting who I was fucking and why.  I barely even
kissed
you.” 

He corrected the oversight and she sighed into his mouth.  Wrapping her arms and legs around his body, she hugged him with all of her. 

“Take whatever you need from me, Harper.  There are no conditions on the offer.”  Kissing his face several times, she whispered, “Come inside me.  Relieve the stress and pressure.  Let me have the honor of taking it away for a little while.” 

Arms tight around her, he started to thrust again.  Building in force and speed, he didn’t break eye contact. 

The intensity of it drove her over the cliff of orgasm faster than she expected and she groaned his name as her body spasmed. 

Only then did he let himself go, driving furiously into her body as he gave her everything he had.  Crushing her almost painfully to him, he breathed raggedly against the side of her neck. 

At his ear, she whispered, “Thank you, Harper.” 

Raking her fingers through his hair, she let his body settle.  When he lifted his head, she kissed him deeply. 

He helped her off the desk and she took a seat in his chair, naked.  Pulling his hips closer, she sighed happily. 

“I need to clean your lovely cock.” 

Sucking his semi-hard dick to the back of her throat, she moaned when his hands went into her hair.  They stared at each other while he thrust shallowly.

“Are you ready for us, Gabriella?”  She nodded around him.  “Thank you for relieving the painful vise around my balls.”  He pulled from her lips and lifted her to her feet.  Wrapping the robe around her, he bent to suck her nipple before he covered it. 

“Harper?”  He looked into her eyes.  “Will you suck the other one as well?  It feels neglected.” 

Grinning, he sat and pulled her between his knees.  Separating the robe, he went back and forth between her breasts, sucking and nibbling her nipples as he plumped the mounds with strong hands. 

She braced her hands on his shoulders.  “Feels so good.” 

Then Elijah was behind her, his fingers raking through Harper’s black hair as he suckled her. 

“Watching him fuck you made me harder than I’ve ever been in my life.”  She moaned and pushed her ass against him.  “Did he make you feel good?”  He raked his palm over her belly, moving beneath the robe to shove two fingers deep from behind. 

“He made me feel incredible.  Fucking you individually is more than I imagined.  I can’t wait to fuck you together.” 

“Hmm.  You have so much come in you now.”  He pumped deeper and faster, making her breathless.  “We’ve never filled a woman up together.  You’re
soaked
and you deserve to come again while he feasts on your perfect nipples.” 

He lifted her face to the side and claimed her mouth until she was shaking from all the stimulation.  When she came, Harper helped hold her up. 

“Such a welcoming pussy.”  Then he smoothed back and pushed slick fingers against the little pucker.  “I think you need to have your ass filled as well.” 

“Yes.  Yes, Elijah.” 

Stroking shallowly, she dug her nails into strong muscles as he went harder.  “Do you want to experience Brie’s remarkable ass, Harper?” 

The two men stared at each other over her shoulder.  Releasing her nipple with a soft pop, he let his hands grip the globes in question.  He spread the cheeks and pressed them together. 

She gasped in response. 

Reaching between her legs, he pressed inside and her legs almost gave out at the dual penetration.  “Please.  Now.” 

“Mm.”  Elijah kissed his way up her neck.  “Too easy, Brie.  I have to make you work for what you want.” 

Barely able to form sentences, she managed, “Okay.  Let’s make that happen.  I’m ready to work.  I’m
such
a hard worker.” 

Elijah held her tightly against the front of his body while they fucked into her from the front and back with strong fingers, sending her careening into pleasure that didn’t seem real. 

As she regained her senses, he whispered at her ear, “The next time you come, you need to have permission.”  She nodded, feeling drunk.  “Let’s pull you together and go upstairs.”

“Gabriella.”  Opening her eyes, she stared into Harper’s and he winked.  “Things are about to get interesting.” 

When the three of them cleaned up, the men escorted her up the same staircase.  They passed the floor that contained her art studio.  At the small third floor landing, there was a locked door leading to the fourth floor. 

Brie realized it was the attic space of the house. 

At the top of the stairs, a small foyer featured a crystal chandelier and a comfortable seating area.  On the other side of the narrow space, there was a carved door, painted black, that looked like wood but she thought might be metal. 

Elijah stopped and turned to face her.  “I’ve lived on this estate since birth.  My father was Hunter Delkin’s head of security.  Originally, I lived in his home in the security barracks.” 

Softly, she asked, “What about your mother?” 

“She was killed a few weeks after my first birthday.  I have no memory of her and I was an only child.” 

“I’m sorry, Elijah.” 

“I came to live here in this house when I was eight and Harper was six.  My room was on the third floor at the opposite end of the hall from his.”  He crossed his hands at his back.  “When I graduated high school, I went on the payroll as his official bodyguard.  I thought to move to the barracks but Hope demanded I remain in the house.” 

Brie nodded.  “I’m sure they were attached to you like a son and you inspire feelings of safety.” 

His eyes widened.  “I…honestly never considered that.”  She smiled and was glad when he returned it.  “I requested to be placed in the basement.  She insisted on the attic for better light and air flow.” 

“You also don’t put people you love underground,” she quipped.  “Just saying.” 

This time, his smile held laughter.  “This estate is approximately twelve-thousand acres and houses many buildings, both residential and otherwise.  The mausoleum on the grounds holds three generations of Delkins.  There are gardens, aviaries, greenhouses, stables, and ten acres at the southernmost edge that are dedicated to farming.”

She rolled her eyes.  “Money.  Land.  Possessions. 
Awesome.
  You know I don’t care, right?” 

Smiling slowly, he bent to drop a kiss on her lips.  “I’m aware.  I mention them to explain that the space beyond this door is all that belongs to me in all of the Delkin holdings.”  He crossed his hands at his back.  “When the work was completed to my specifications, Hunter and Hope deeded it to me as a separate residence in thanks for my service.  It spans the attic of the entire north wing.  The attic space in the south wing is the training space for Harper and myself.  Both are
tightly
secured.” 

“I wouldn’t try to go inside without you.” 

“You misunderstand.  Only Harper has
ever
been inside.”  Hiding her shock was pretty much impossible.  “There are only three people on the planet I trust without reservation, Brie.  Two of them I’ve known since they were born.  The other is you.” 

Instant tears welled in her eyes and she pressed her hand over her heart.  “
Elijah.
”  She inhaled carefully.  “Thank you.” 

His hand slid along her neck.  “You’ve accepted everything we’ve revealed to you without reservation, without judgment, and you’ve given selflessly.  I ask for more of the same now.” 

She nodded without hesitation. 

“Where’s your cell phone?” 

Blinking in confusion, she gestured at her body.  “Well, since you’ve both administered a thorough cavity search, I can say without a doubt that it isn’t
on
me.”  They laughed.  “I texted Hudson when we landed and shut it off.  It might be in my art bag…I think.”  She frowned.  “I was
sketching
so I honestly don’t remember.” 

Bending, he kissed her lips and she melted into him.  “Do you want to know why I asked?” 

“Nuh uh.  I’m sure it’s a good reason.”

He held her to his side as he opened a keypad with his thumbprint, typed in a long code, and waited.  The door unlocked and she frowned. 

“That was kind of anticlimactic.  Damn it.  I was hoping it would be like the movies and the whole room would spin around to a secret
lair
.”

Harper petted her head.  “Out of your mind.” 

“Are there lasers?”  She
pew pew’d
them.  “Freeze rays?  Tank of sharks?  No?”  She sighed.  “You could have at least had a secret handshake or provided decoder rings. I guess I’ll have to make do with awesome cocks.”  She raised her brow.  “There better be snacks.  Vitamin deficiency is a thing.” 

Both of them were laughing as they gestured her inside. 

Three steps past the door, she took in the open space and froze.  “I take it all back.  This shit is
awesome
.” 

Elijah was
probably
Batman.

Most of the area was visible from the door.  The décor was a blend of black, silver, and blue that worked.  She felt them watch her explore. 

Starting at one side, she scanned his library, touching the spines.  Exclaiming several times over shared favorites, she let her fingers trail over the fabric of the chairs and trace the pattern on a glass lampshade. 

In the corner, there were three beautiful violins on sophisticated stands.  Leaning close, she could smell wood and resin.  It made her smile but she was careful not to touch them. 

The other side of the room held a fantastic kitchen.  It didn’t look like it had ever been used.  Frowning, she opened the fridge and wasn’t surprised to find it practically empty. 

“Man, that secret hope for a juice box is looking pretty bleak.”  They chuckled behind her and she shook her head.  Beside the kitchen was a
tiny
dining area. 

Really, who needed to eat?
 

A private theater space made her laugh and she figured there was a probably a screen that lowered from somewhere if he wanted to watch a movie.  Pressing up against the wall, she imagined the biggest speakers on earth hidden as well.

Men were men were men.

A full gym wrapped in an L-shape in one far corner and she murmured, “He might not use the kitchen but the man uses the
fuck
out of the gym equipment.  As Tawny would say…a-fucking-men.” 

More laughter from her observers.

The opposite L-shaped corner was his massive workstation.  A dozen screens featured places all over the world and streaming data.  Several keyboards and other equipment that was foreign to her was positioned across the extended desktop. 

Large screens on either side captured and held her attention.  One had a slideshow of Harper, the other a slideshow of her. 

She found herself enthralled by photos of Harper she’d never seen.  “Oh, that’s a good one.  Holy shit, okay, that one’s hot.  I’ll need a copy for my uh, personal collection.  I’ll need some of both of you for…reference and entertainment.  Never mind, I’ll draw my own.  Mine are
way
dirtier.” 

Standing in front of the screen showing photos of her, she blinked when some flashed of her before she’d gone to New York.  One on the back of her horse in the vineyard, another at a wine tasting event, and another of her in college. 

“Man, your intel doesn’t play.  I didn’t even know these existed.  I wish they didn’t.” 

There were several of her with friends, alone when she’d first arrived in Manhattan, and many after she went home from the hospital.  She looked and acted
very
different from the people she hung out with, her friends, her lovers.  Her sparkling personality must
truly
be awesome. 

Turning to the two men who hadn’t spoken, she smiled.  “I love your place, Elijah.  However, I see no bed, no bathroom, no way to shackle me to a wall or suspend me from the ceiling, which I know is on the list of things to do.”  She crossed her arms.  “There has to be some
naughty as fuck
in your nice digs.”

Neither moved or spoke.  They stared at her with their arms crossed and blank expressions. 

It was a game.

Beside the entry into the attic was a solid black wall.  At least it
appeared
to be solid.  Passing them, she approached it.  Standing a few feet away, she stared at it intently. 

“Clever darling.” 

Then she walked through the illusion and found herself in a hall.  Turning to the left, she entered a bedroom with the biggest platform bed she’d ever seen. 

There was nothing on the walls or surfaces.  A similar illusion concealed the entrance to a closet that featured floor to ceiling drawers and closed cabinets. 

Walking to the other side, she found a large and simple bathroom.  Back in the bedroom, the men leaned against the wall the bed was on, watching her. 

Flicking her eyes to what was assumed to be the rear wall of the attic, Brie tilted her head.  Up close, there were no openings.  Placing her palms on it, she inhaled carefully. 

She smelled
leather
. 

“There are whips and restraints on the other side of this wall.” 

“Is that a guess?” Harper asked her with a smile. 

“Since I was little, I’ve used my sense of smell more than most people.”  Glancing over her shoulder, she winked.  “Now you
could
have horse tack on the other side of this wall but I’m betting on toys.” 

Inhaling deeply, she tilted her head.  “I also smell gunpowder so I hope those spaces are mutually exclusive.” 

Elijah approached and stared down at her.  “I don’t know how you continue to surprise me.”  Reaching above her, he pressed the wall and a door slid in and to one side.  “The armory.” 

She didn’t walk in but as soon as the door opened, lights in the room illuminated more guns, knives, and what appeared to be small explosives than she’d seen in most action movies. 

A long rack held bulletproof vests, tactical gear, and survival items she couldn’t actually identify. 

“Whoa.” 

He closed it and she exhaled roughly before clasping her hands under her chin and squealing, “I pick the door on the
right
.  The door on the
right
!  That’s my
final
answer!”

Elijah bent until they were nose to nose.  “You’re
sure
, Brie?” 

Harper murmured at her ear, “There’s pain behind that door, Gabriella.” 

“There’s also
pleasure
and I came for a party.”  She winked.  “All your cloak and dagger hasn’t scared me off.  I need a quick shower because I
literally
have semen running down my legs and it’s starting to squeak me out.” 

“It sounds so interesting.”  The laughter in the darker man’s voice was obvious.

“The closer to my feet it gets, the less interesting it is, I assure you.  A shower and then I’m ready to earn my granola bar, gentlemen.”

Taking her hand, Elijah led her to the bathroom.  “Oh
hey
, a second entrance.  Convenient.”  She raced to the only space in the entire attic with a low profile doorknob and was giddy to find the toilet.  “Thank you, little baby Jesus.”

Dropping the robe from her shoulders, she hung it on the door to the toilet closet.  After using the facilities, she washed her hands, walked to the shower, turned on the water, and waited for it to heat. 

Her eyes roamed the shelves and widened when she saw her favorite specialty shampoo and conditioner.  Looking over her shoulder to mention it, she caught both men staring at her ass. 

Elijah’s eyes met hers and he didn’t hide his hunger.  

“You really do have come most of the way down your legs.”  Harper sighed.  “If you wash it off, we’ll have to start all
over
.” 

“Yes, I’m a harsh taskmaster.  You must
produce
, Harper.” 

“Shower
quickly
, Gabriella.”

She winked and stepped into the enormous glass enclosure.  It was hard to pretend they weren’t staring at her while she took care of washing her hair. 

“Are you coming in?  This isn’t awkward.  I feel like the most bizarre exhibit at a futuristic zoo.”  She worked to rinse her hair and said in a high-pitched voice, “Here we have the artist chick we took from that adorable blue planet.  She consumes insane amounts of coffee and enjoys bantering with zoo patrons.  Let’s see if we can get her to interact today.” 

Both men laughed the entire time they stripped.  She conditioned her hair and watched them.  Once they joined her, they hit several places on the wall and multiple jets of water descended on them. 

“Oh, hell.  That’s lovely.”  They soaped her from neck to feet, paying special attention to her breasts and other hotspots.  Pressing a tile, an adjustable showerhead pulled from a small compartment.  “I was
looking
for that.” 

Harper held her steady, the back of her knee in his hand, as Elijah played the spray over and just inside the entrances of her body.  Several strategic jets of water made her struggle not to come.