Their Virgin Concubine

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It was like she’d suddenly been given the keys to the playground after being locked out all her life. Kade pulled his shirt off, proving he was every bit as glorious as his brother. He grabbed her hand and brought it to his chest before kissing her again.

Their mouths mated as she let her fingers explore the hard ridges of his torso. Two hands cupped her hips. Rafe. He wasn’t waiting for a turn, and she suddenly realized there would be nothing civilized about this. Her single previous experience had been an almost intellectually-driven decision by Piper and the boy she’d dated in high school to make out because that was what teenagers did. It had been a disaster of gangly arms and legs, and they’d very politely decided to not take it any further.

She couldn’t even think now. This had nothing to do with her intellect and everything to do with her body and, yes, her heart. She was crazy about these men. Rafe was smart and kind, and she loved talking to him. Kade was sweetly sexy while staunchly protective, always looking for any possible source of distress. She could see that now. That explained why he’d been so upset about the movers. He didn’t like to see a woman hurt.

No, she couldn’t keep them. They belonged with someone glamorous who would fit in their world. But she could have tonight.

Kade released her, and Rafe immediately moved in, turning her head toward him and taking her mouth in a voluptuous kiss. His tongue surged inside, playing against hers. A delicious thrill went through her as an ache started low, in between her legs. She sighed. This was longing, this deep desire that made her female parts swell and throb.

“You don’t need this many clothes.” Kade’s hands worked the buttons of the blouse Rafe had insisted accentuated her hourglass figure. In seconds, the blouse drifted off her body, the feel of cotton replaced by strong warm hands on her flesh.

Before she knew what was happening, her bra dropped away as well.

Cool air caressed her skin briefly, and the enormity of this night crashed over her. She was half naked in a bed with two men. Two gorgeous men. She wasn’t in their league, not even close. She probably needed to stop this and exercise some sanity.

As she opened her mouth to talk, Kade leaned over and licked her nipple. Instead of spouting reason, the only sound out of her mouth was a breathy gasp. Fire shot through her veins, sizzling her very skin as she looked down at his jet black hair and his mouth on her breast. He bit the nipple, a playful little nip, before his tongue soothed the tiny erotic pain. Piper had never once imagined that her breasts were so deeply connected to her other female parts, but every tug of his mouth sent a rush of heat to her womb.

“He likes breasts.” Rafe’s voice was a warm seduction in her ear. His hands slid to the fastening on her skirt, flicking it open. The sound of her zipper sliding down made her shiver. “I like them, too, but this is what I wish to see.”

Rafe pulled her skirt down her hips and teased a bit of exposed skin along the edge of her underwear. Then Kade sucked her nipple into his mouth, and all thoughts of taking the sensible road and ending this fled. She had to experience their touch, craved the feeling of their hands and lips on her. So she let her fingers sink into Kade’s hair and brought him closer to her skin.

As she did, Rafe’s long fingers inched under the elastic of her panties, toward the heart of her femininity. “I want to see this. I must see you now.”

“You want to see that part?” Piper felt herself flushing. “Rafe…can’t we turn off the lights first?” That would make this so much easier.

Kade’s head came up, his eyes hot, but he wore a wicked little smile on his face. “No one will turn off the lights, habibti. And tell me what part of your body Rafe is touching. I want to hear you.”

She nearly forgot to breathe. Rafe’s fingers skimmed over flesh no other man had felt, and suddenly she had to wonder why she’d waited so long. It felt really good. She was swollen and wet. Oh god, she was wet. She wiggled a little, trying to escape his digits, coming ever closer.

Kade’s eyes went hard and he put his hands on her hips, holding her in place. “Stop struggling. What’s wrong? Is he hurting you?”

“That is not what it feels like,” Rafe said, slowly sliding his fingers over her nub. What was it called? Clitoris. Yep. He was stimulating her clitoris. It wasn’t like she’d never touched herself before, but when he did it, the sensations were way stronger than any she’d ever created. Piper knew she’d never been this wet. It probably wasn’t normal.

Still preventing her escape, Kade gripped her, his lips hovering over her mouth. Rafe crowded her, too, his body heat like a furnace blast. They completely surrounded her.

“Tell me what’s wrong?” Kade demanded.

She closed her eyes, so embarrassed she wanted to shrivel up and die. “I’m too moist. You know, down…there. I should go clean up.”

She felt their chuckles. Kade’s palm cradled her breast again. Rafe’s lips brushed up her spine.

“You are worried about being too wet?” Rafe pinched her clitoris. “You think I would not like your pussy all wet and glistening for me? Habibti, I want you as wet as I can make you.”

She felt a little dumb, but even as she said the words, her hips moved in a silent attempt to convince him to touch her with more force. “I don’t know if that’s sanitary.”

“Little virgin. You are a virgin, right, Piper?” Kade crooned, then drew her nipple into his mouth.

She flushed from an overwhelming mix of embarrassment and arousal. Despite her insecurity, need swamped her with a dizzying wave. She moaned. “Yes.”

“We thought so. This is lesson number one, habibti.” Kade’s hand slid down to join Rafe’s. Two sets of fingers played down there, slipping through the petals of her sex. She gasped as one long, masculine finger worked its way into her channel. Then Kade drew his hand out. “There is nothing polite or sanitary about making love.” He sucked his finger, slick with her juices, into his mouth. “Hmm, you taste like heaven.”

“See, he likes how you taste. I know I will like it, too. Lie down and spread your legs for me. Let me get my mouth on you,” Rafe insisted. “Let us show you how good we can make you feel. You’ve waited for so long, and you deserve something sweet. Let us please you.”

She might be a virgin, but she wasn’t stupid.

Piper fell back on the big bed. Rafe left her laying in her underwear, a cotton pair with rainbows on them. Crap, she really should have rethought her choice of undergarments.

“This will not do.” Rafe pulled them off and tossed them aside with a shake of his head. “Habibti, if I could open the windows at forty thousand feet and shove these out without depressurizing the plane, I would.” He looked at Kade. “Did you not buy her suitable undergarments?”