She gags on Lorian’s cock, but he pulls back just enough for her to say, “I’m yours—both of yours. Please don’t ever let me go.”
Lorian fills her mouth again and her small body convulses around me, her cunt spasming as another orgasm rips through her.
I continue to pound into her, making her orgasm last. Holding myself back until the very end.
Lorian groans as she chokes on his cock.
I drive deep, as deep as her body will allow, and come inside her cunt while my brother spills down her throat.
Claimed at both ends. Completely marked. Our human. Our Eve.
“Swallow it,” Lorian says as her throat words on his semen. And I think the same about her cunt. When I withdraw, my come pours out of her. I put some on my fingers and bring it to her mouth. She licks my fingers without hesitation.
Our eyes meet and I notice her brown eyes are shining with a light I’ve never seen in them before. Not obedience or fear, but surrender and acceptance.
She lies between us and looks thoroughly debauched and entirely at peace.
"The dress worked," she says as I stroke her hair. "Jin Kol agreed to everything I suggested."
"That's what you're thinking about?" I ask.
"I'm thinking about a lot of things, including the price of that dress, but I would say it was worth it."
“The credits were well spent,” Lorian agrees. "After all, it served its purpose... in many ways.”
I watch Lorian trace an invisible Imperial word on her shoulder.Wife.
He knows I see him and I wish for the same. Every time I close my eyes, I think about her in that dress from last night. “Next time, perhaps choose something slightly less... revealing."
"That defeats the purpose," she replies. “Jin Kol doesn’t want a human representative. He wants a slave dressed up to play a part, like a parody. It’s so contradictory, but…”
“And you’re an expert at it,” Lorian says, kissing her shoulder.
I don’t say my fears out loud. I just hope Jin Kol will be satisfied with her flirting alone.
Jealousy makes me growl and pull her against me roughly because Iknow she’s right. But I don’t want her to give herself to Jin Kol like this.
Lorian embraces her from behind, and we’re all together as it should be. It feels perfect and my mind is racing trying to figure out how to make this work permanently.
But I can’t find a way.
We cannot marry a human, and we cannot have her as our long-term employee/lover. No Reima Two woman would ever agree to marry men who have a human lover at one of their hotels.
But yet, she’s still ours.
And I have never wanted someone more.
The room automatically switches off the lights, and in the darkness, after Lorian's breathing has evened out, I pull Eve even closer to me. My hand gently finding the pulse at her throat, to assure myself she’s alive and not a hologram or a figure of my imagination.
“You scared me tonight," I admit, the words barely audible.
"Scared you?" she replies, genuinely surprised.
I swallow. “When I saw you in that dress, saw how everyone looked at you... For a moment, I thought you were pulling away. Showing everyone that you weren't really ours. That you no longer needed us.”
Her hand comes up to cover mine on her throat. "Rafe..."
My other hand cups her face, and my thumb strokes along her jaw. "Seeing other men want what's mine—what's ours—it made me realize how much I need you to be ours. Really ours. Not just our employee."
