I was lost in the sensation of his hands on me for a second and then realized what Rilen was doing. I gasped and pulled my shirt closed.
“What—?”
“Bath.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“But,ilati, we want to.”
My stomach quivered. “What? Aren’t you—”
Roran finished my question. “Gay?”
“Well. No. Yes.”
“No.”
“Oh.”
Oh.
Rilen pulled me to my feet. “Bath. Come.”
The massive tub with running water was filled and scented, and there was a layer of tiny bubbles on it. I glanced at the twins in the door behind me.
“You’ve taken care of women before if you know about the bubbles.”
They glanced at each other and took a few steps into the room with me.
“Any male worth his salt knows how to draw a bath for a woman,” Roran said.
He was close to me now, and his hand reached for the buttons of my shirt again. I watched him as he moved my hand away, letting it fall partly open.
I simply didn’t know what to think.
Rilen waited behind me until Roran was done unbuttoning me before slipping the material off my shoulder. “We want you, Kimber,” he whispered. “We have since we met you.”
“Your loyalty was nothing we wanted to test.” Roran took the shirt from his brother and draped it over a chair. “We would never dream of touching you if you had chosen Elex.”
“But,” Rilen said, sliding my pants off my hips and down my legs, “you haven’t chosen Elex.”
His hand trailed from my hips up to my sides, and out, holding my arms to either side to keep me balanced as Roran retrieved my bottoms from the ground.
Why wasn’t I protesting this? Why was my body, and hell, my mind going along with this insanity? Was it just easier to give into this?
I thought I should tell them to stop. Just let me undress and bathe myself. I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
Just because Master Dorian had fucked and killed my boyfriend didn’t mean I couldn’t wash myself.
I knew if I said no, that I wanted to go to Vitas and Carolee, they wouldn’t stop me. They’d help me put my clothes back on, let me leave.
The thought of leaving them made my poor, battered heart cry and twist.
I wanted to stay. I needed to trust them.
Roran took my left hand, and Rilen had moved to the right. Each of them kissed my fingers and moved me over to the tub.
Rilen pulled my camisole over my head, baring my breasts to him, as Roran slipped my panties down my legs and over my feet.
