Instead, I hear his deep voice soften, “Go to her.” Thylas turns around looking past him, at me. His eyes are full of desire and want and then he looks at Ereon once more.
Ereon palms Thylas’ shoulder. “Go to her. Have your night because it will be the last one you can have. But know, I can't leave this tent with my men outside until you do, not if” – he grins softly, looking back at me – “she can't stay quiet. I can't let them know that she was with you, they'll believe I shared her but would never believe that I turned a blind eye. Do what the both of you wish, and I give you my word not to interfere.”
His words shock me and goosebumps flicker across my skin. I run my hand along my wrist, missing the bracelets that were once there. Ereon’s eyes linger and take me in from head to toe and I can't help the heat that blooms from just his stare. “Her first time should be special, she's too beautiful for it to be any other way.” I blush as the two exchange words that I was never meant to hear.
He releases Thylas’ shoulder and shuffles to the corner of the room, moving a chair with him. Turning to face the wall. His shoulders slump as he runs his hand through his hair. He'll hear everything and I suddenly do not care; he will be my husband soon. I know he is more than the cold exterior he wears. He hides his secrets, but who doesn’t have thoughts and fears they keep to themselves? I can't explain the way my feelings for him have changed, the way I feel just as safe with him as I do when I'm with Thylas.
I run my hands along the tie of my robe and take a deep breath. “Come lie with me.” I hold out my hand and Thylas grabs it gently. He pulls me into him, kissing the top of my head. As we walk toward the bed I let my robe fall to the floor, left only in a thin night dress. Feeling exposed, more than I thought I would, I quickly find the bed and burrow under the silk sheets.
I want this, but I'm scared. Scared of what this will mean. Will I be able to have this one night with Thylas and never again? Maybe if we can both have this moment, we can both move on.
Thylas takes off his tunic, letting it drop to the floor and I smile. He's beautiful. His solid abs and lean frame. His tattoos trail across his tan arms and shoulders and I find my fingers itching to trace them. He's not small, not by any means, but he's not as large as the man who sits silently in the corner, trying to look anywhere but at what's going on over here. Thylas crawls into bed beside me, and puts his arm behind my head pulling me into him with his other. He's comfortable and safe, he'salways been with me. I take a deep breath, the smell of sage and sandalwood taking over me. Reaching out to him, I rub my hands along those scars. The scars that changed everything for us, because he thought that by staying away he would keep me safe. Keep us both from feeling exactly what we feel now. He shivers, goosebumps pebbling his skin beneath my touch.
I lean in further against him, and feel his desire against my thigh. I ache to know what he feels like without the barriers between us. There are still words I should have said before now, and before this goes any further I have to tell him.
“I'm sorry I didn't tell you before.”
He leans back, looking down at me, confusion etched in his features. “Tell me what,Nohæ?”
“That I was untouched. I thought if you knew, you wouldn't want me. I'm not experienced like the other women you've been with.”
A chuckle from deep in his chest fills the tent along with a matching one from Ereon. “Naxa, trust me. That was not why I didn't let things go any further that night. I didn't want to be a mistake when you're marrying ...” his words trail off. Ereon’s own chuckle dies down and his boots scrape the floor across the room.
“You were worried thathewould kill us.” And we were. We all thought Ereon would – never did I think he would give us this night. Even if it is to be our only. It’s a gift and one I’m happy to have. “He knows about the marks. When he saw me that same night, I didn’t have them covered.”
“I know.” His fingers trail my thigh, pushing the material up with it and back down. “He told me, when we were looking for you. We have ... an agreement of sorts. But don't worry about any of that.” He reaches up, pulling the leather band in my hair. Running his hands through my hair softly, letting the braids out. “Just tonight, baby girl. We have tonight.”
I lean up kissing the hollow of his neck. “I want this.” I push my hand into his hair and pull him toward me.
“Are you sure?”
I glance back at Ereon, who's smoldering eyes are staring at me, he’s turned his chair around. My heart wants to jump from my chest to him and I tighten my thighs, craving friction just from his look alone combined with Thylas' fingers lazily dancing across my skin. Desire must show through my eyes because Ereon winks, heat filling my core, and it's then I know. I truly do want this.
“Yes” – I look back to Thylas – “I can't describe it, but I know this is right. I can feel it.” The pull of my heart is undeniable now. It's pulling toward both of them, and I'll give into it, just for tonight.
Thylas pulls me to him and kisses my neck, the same place his previous marks have since disappeared from. I can't help but hope he leaves them again. I reach down, running my hand along his length and a moan escapes him. I greedily pull the ties from his leathers and his full length spills forward. It's as big as I thought it would be, big enough to understand why all the women want him.
Pushing him onto his back, I kiss down his chest before licking him from tip down his shaft. I may have chosen to be untouched but that doesn't mean I haven't learned a few things in my time. As I grab him with one hand and part my lips, he pulls me up by my arms, flipping me onto my back, positioning himself between my knees.
“I will not last long if I let you do that.” His hair hangs down around his face, shielding me from seeing anything but him. My chest rises and falls and my heart is about to explode from how hard it's beating.
His hands find the hem of my night dress and pull it up slowly before pulling it over my head and tossing it on the floor. Onimpulse, I pull my arms up to cover my chest but he quickly grabs my wrist, pushing them above my head.
“This is a better place for your hands. Don't use them to hide from me, I promise I want to see all of you.”
I smile as he kisses down my neck, his tongue licking across the freckles there. He moves down and nips at my breast before kissing it gently. A loud moan falls from my lips and now I understand why Ereon couldn't leave. I won't be quiet. Thylas' tongue circles one nipple before going to the other, fully enjoying taking me to the edge.
When he releases my wrist, I bury them in his hair. Pulling softly on the strands as he peppers kisses down the middle of my breast and down my stomach. He stops just at the apex of my thighs. He smiles up at me. “So wet already, baby girl. We've barely started.” He runs his hand along my calves, as he leans down, resting them on his shoulders. He lies down like a man about to devour his last meal and I laugh at the notion before a broad sweep of his tongue makes me moan once again. I pull his hair harder and arch my back. A shiver radiates through me with each swipe of his tongue. He inserts one finger and I rake my teeth across my lower lip at the sensations that spread through me. Slowly he circles inside of me, alternating his finger and his tongue.
The scrapping of a chair catches my attention. I glance at Ereon, a bulge clearly in his pants as he leans his arms on his knees. Watching us intently, a look of debate passing over his features. I want him too. Taking one hand from Thylas' hair I motion for Ereon to come over. Ereon’s eyes flick to Thylas, who looks down at me as I motion again. Thylas dips his chin, running his hand down the inside of my thigh.
Ereon stands up suddenly, walking over to us and I want him too. Ereon leans down, cusping my chin before devouring my mouth with his. And I erupt. Wrapping my legs around Thylasas he leans up, rubbing my entrance with his swollen cock. And I grab onto Ereon's shirt, pulling him further into me. Tongue and teeth clash and euphoria fills me as I've never felt before, here between these two. Thylas softly thrusts inside me as Ereon bites my bottom lip. Thylas on his knees stays still, letting me adjust around him. I close my eyes, stars forming behind them as the fullness and slight pain takes complete control of me. Ereon licks the side of my neck and it’s then, as I look between the two men, I see them.
I feel in my heart the current I've so often been told about, as it starts to circulate inside me and build before swirling around me. The currents of gold and silver that ebb from me to each of them, a matching golden current from Ereon rippling with mine. Barely there, a much softer silver ripple flows towards me from Thylas. I gasp, unable to fully comprehend what I see. I start to pull away to make sure I fully understand, but just as quickly as I glimpse the ripples, they are gone and Ereon pulls away.
I lean forward to reach for Ereon again and bring him back when he grabs my wrist, kissing the inside of it. “It's not our night, Princess.” He kisses me one more time, this one soft and sweet before looking back at Thylas. “Worship her.”
Thylas nods before leaning down over me, but this time I push his hair away and watch as Ereon leans against the wall. I don't want to be hidden from Ereon. He undoes his own leather, pulling his manhood from the prison he wouldn't give me keys to moments ago as he leans against the wall, trailing the length with his own fingers.
