Theirs: Series I Read online

  “I am ok, really. Thank you for helping me get away but I am sure I will be all right,” I said trying to sit up.

  I was probably putting them to a lot of trouble and I didn’t want to impose on them any longer. I had to start looking after myself and that meant getting back to my own hotel to retrieve my clothes and leave for the airport to return home. But the brothers weren’t ready to let me go anywhere. Both of them leaned over and gently pushed me back down on the pillows. Again they exchanged an annoyed look between themselves. Jason ran his hand through his thick dark hair cut short at the sides and back in a fashionable style just like his brother’s.

  “You aren’t going anywhere, honey. You are now in our care and we are taking charge. So just sit back and enjoy the ride. It looks like you need taking in hand.”

  Jason stroked my cheek with his fingertips. He lowered and softened his voice so much so it caressed every sense I possessed and forced me in to submission.

  “You are safe now. Marcus and I will take care of you. He can’t hurt you now. There is nothing to be afraid of.”

  I opened my mouth to speak, to reluctantly inform him I could look after myself but Marcus put a finger to my lips and hushed me.

  “Let us take care of you, little girl. We both haven’t had the pleasurable opportunity to take care of a fragile woman for a long time and I think we are going to fight over you, honey,” he grinned at his brother who shook his head with frustration.

  There it was again. They both kept referring to me as though I were a child and what was more disturbing I was finding a strong liking for it. The sudden warm trickle of wetness seeping between my thighs confirmed my feelings.

  Before anyone could say anything else the sound of the lift doors opening could be heard.

  “The doctor,” Marcus said walking out of the bedroom.

  “Don’t worry, we will stay with you when he examines you, Kitten,” Jason informed me.

  He folded his arms and walked to the door as we heard footsteps approach the room. Both men explained the story to the older man and helped me sit up when he wanted to press the end of a stethoscope to my chest and listen to my heart. Jason moved forwards and sat on the bed to undo the buttons on my blouse taking the task away from my shaking fingers.

  “Shh relax. It isn’t anything any of us haven’t seen before,” he said with a smile noticing the warmth to my cheeks.

  He caressed his nimble fingers over the top of my white blouse to seductively ease it from my shoulders and expose my white lace bra to his gaze.

  Both men stood back and protectively watched every move the doctor made. When he left giving me a diagnosis of exhaustion and stress as the cause of my faint and a firm order to recuperate in bed for the rest of the day, I tried to put my blouse back on aware of the brothers scrutiny and stood to leave. I couldn’t lie in bed all day. This was my chance to leave, to start my life afresh and besides two hot looking guys who appeared to be rolling in money wouldn’t want me hanging around. They were far too good looking for me to be sticking around with. I was a nobody. These twin brothers were clearly somebody who could have any woman they wanted.

  But when I went to retrieve my blouse from the chair Jason caught my arm and stopped me. I gasped feeling his male power and strength course through me as he pulled me towards him. He took the blouse from me and put it down.

  “What do you think you are doing, little one?”

  I started to explain but I knew my words were futile. Marcus came up behind me resting his hands on the waist of my red summer skirt. I felt the magnetic touch of his hold shiver the length of my spine. The wetness that had appeared between my thighs grew a little more. I was being possessively held by two men who wanted to stop me putting my clothes back on and leaving.

  “We told you, Kitten you aren’t going anywhere,” Jason told me bluntly clearly in no mood for negotiating.

  “You came with us and gave us both the opportunity to care for you so let us do it. It’s something we do very well. Commit to us as our submissive. We have only known you an hour but already we know you are everything we are looking for,” he stroked his fingers through my hair.

  “Fragile, vulnerable and in desperate need of care and protection by a firm handed man. We will guard you from your husband and help you recover from your abuse. I am guessing he has done that to you many times before. You need a male hand to steer you out of accepting you deserve abuse and in to loving yourself. Let us take charge of your life and you. We will keep you safe and you will want for nothing.”

  I thought about Thomas and going home. No doubt he would wangle his way around me. Express his apologies for hurting me and as usual I would fall for it. I needed help but from two men I had just met who wanted me to submit to them? I wasn’t sure but then what did I have to lose. My life needed to change and for the better. Maybe Jason and Marcus were exactly what I needed.

  I nodded wondering exactly what they meant by being their submissive. Sure I knew about those kind of relationships and I had been intrigued but what would it really entail for me with them? Everything was moving so fast and my decisions were on the spur of the moment. Perhaps it was better that way. I was being pushed in to changing. My life had been going slow for too long. My resolve to be an independent man hating woman might not have to happen. I didn’t want to be alone and on my own. Truth be known I didn’t think I was capable of running my own life or was that what Thomas had wanted me to feel? My head spun with confusion and I made a choice praying it was the right one.

  “I am willing to try. I can’t believe this is happening. Why would you want me?”

  Marcus’s frowned.

  “Why wouldn’t we want you, little one? You are beautiful, small , curved and so deliciously fragile. You are perfect for us both.”

  “Now, those clothes are coming off, not going back on,” Jason whispered trailing his fingers over the top of the exposed part of my breast above my bra.

  I caught my breath captivated by his caress feeling my resistance soften to his will. But my incapacity to fully catch my breath was to increase when Marcus stroked his fingers the length of my spine and lifted the catch of my bra.

  “The doctor said bed rest and that’s what we will make you do. I think you need to feel safe and protected that way some of that nasty tension will dispel and you will be calmer. Let’s put you in a safe place, baby girl. Don’t be afraid. Let it happen. We will take good care of you. I promise.”

  I felt his lips brush the middle of my back, the moment his brother moved his own over the top of my breast. Marcus undid the catch on my bra when I dared not to protest and allowed them to continue. My heart pounded with the danger of succumbing to the charms of the two men. I had never done anything like this before. I had only slept with one man who I had met as a teenager and married. This had never been on my radar but now I was being carried safely along on a new adventure. In the space of two hours after waking up in Rome I had argued with my abusive husband in a public place and been rescued by two gorgeous men who now wanted me in their bed. What was happening to me?

  Chapter Three

  Marcus opened my bra and slid the straps down over my shoulders and to the floor between Jason and myself. His hand slid around my body to cup one of my breasts and his brother followed suit, taking possession of his own. Their simultaneous touch was electric causing me to throw my head back. I had the faint sensation of both brothers grinning with satisfaction, each expertly manipulating and kneading the breast they held. They flexed their thumbs over the nipples increasing my arousal before stretching and pulling the teats until I gave a small cry at the intense pain.

  Jason moved his hands down to my skirt and tugged at it swishing it down my curved thighs until it pooled around my feet. Marcus’s hands caressed over my bottom before pulling down my lacy panties. He held them still at the tops of my thighs and smoothed his palms over my bare bottom.

  “Beautiful. Such a delicious bottom. Perfect for spanking when
you are a naughty girl.”

  I jumped when he suddenly spanked my bottom with his hand twice. My flesh stung and I tried to turn in to rebuke him shocked but Jason captured my head and pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was strong and dominant, his tongue pushing and probing wrestling my own for control until I submitted. That was when I felt Marcus catch up the material of my panties and tear them apart and away from my body with his bare hands.

  “You won’t need these again,” he said huskily. “Our baby girl isn’t allowed to wear panties.”

  I gave a pleasurable purr just like a satisfied Kitten against Jason’s lips and a pleasured whimper when Marcus strongly held my naked in hips back against his suit trousers. I could feel his hardness pressing up against me and his crimson tie brushing my naked back tickling my delicate pale skin. His hands moved over my hips down between my thighs. He gripped them tightly.

  “Let’s get those legs open and you nice and wide,” he whispered kissing my hair as Jason took hold of both breasts to squeeze them as sucked feverishly on my bottom lip.

  With a jolt I felt my legs parted and the first stroke of Marcus’s fingers between the folds of my pussy.

  “Good girl, nice and wet already. Try her,” I heard him tell his brother in a smooth voice.

  The way they talked and operated in perfect unison. This clearly wasn’t the first time they’d taken a woman together. Every touch was flushing my skin with buttery arousal. I was drenched in their power as they firmly held me between them, dominantly giving me instructions they expected to be obeyed.

  Jason splayed one of his hands down my stomach and then slid his fingers down through my dampening vagina. His brother removed his fingers and circled his wet fingers over my hip and to my bottom. I was shocked when he slipped his finger between the crease and trailed it around the puckered entrance.

  I gasped and tried to move away both both men held me firmly in place.

  “I want to inspect you, little one, nothing more. When you begin your life with us you will be inspected every morning and night so we can insure your perfect health, darling. Now be a good girl and let Daddy examine you. Relax.”

  I warmed at his use of words. It made me feel safe, protected, controlled and guided. The more they took charge of me and my body the more relaxed and content I became in their hold. I couldn’t understand my feelings but they were there and strong. I wanted them to take care of me, take all of my problems away. They were offering to do it and all I had to do was to submit and surrender to their rule.

  After fighting for control from Thomas for so long I would never have believed I would have allowed myself to entertain being ruled by a two men like this. But then I hadn’t expected to let a husband abuse me and confined me in a failed marriage with manipulation and fear. I wanted to be loved and protected. Jason and Marcus for some reason wanted to give it to me.

  “Let’s have a look at her, Marcus,” Jason told him momentarily pushing his middle finger up inside my vaginal channel to give me a taste of what was to come.

  Marcus’s put his palm in to the small of my back and guided me forwards.

  “Touch your toes, little one,” Marcus told me sternly pushing me all the way down.

  “Hold you ankles or Daddy will have to spank you,” Jason said lovingly moving around to join his brother.

  I felt Marcus open my buttocks wide as though he personally owned them and peer in to the small hole with his brother. I closed my eyes feeling the heat of my embarrassment at being so intimately examined. He pushed his finger wet from my juice a little way in to the hole. I squirmed and whimpered with gentle discomfort and the strange sensation of being entered in the dark puckered entrance. His free hand patted my bottom to soothe me and then he removed his finger.

  “You’re very tight in there, baby girl. Seems you are anal virgin there. Not for long,” there was amusement in his voice that made me blush. “But your Daddies will take it nice and slow and won’t take you there until you are ready. Time to put you to bed, little girl,” Jason’s voice was velvet, dark and seductive.

  He raised me slowly up and then slipped his arm under my legs lifting me up in to his arms. He carried me to the bed and hovered waiting for Marcus to pull the silk sheet away.

  Jason laid me down on the sheet as his brother started loosening his red tie. He startled me by taking hold of my arms and moving them above my head, clasping them together. Jason held them there with one strong hand pinning me down on the bed, trailing his fingers along the ridge of my cheek.

  “We want you bound for your first taking. Nice, secure and safe, darling. No fear please. I want you to trust us. Binding you will help you to do that.”

  Marcus came towards me with his tie and I looked at him with fear when he wrapped its length around my wrists to secure them above my head. I tried to console myself with Jason’s words as his fingers trailed down to my sex and between my petal lips, stroking through my heavy wetness to soothe and calm my fearful agitation. He pinched and teased the small bud nestled there and I became lost and obedient in arousal, once more completely in their control. Moaning out my need scorching the insides of my thighs.

  Jason’s fingers left my vagina and were quickly replaced by Marcus’s own probing digit. Jason started to remove his own black tie and came to thread the material through my mouth to gag and silence me. I wanted to protest but two of Marcus’s fingers were probing inside my tight channel. I was panting overwhelmed by being filled after months of not wishing to have sex with my cruel husband and Jason’s gagging of my mouth was made an easy task.

  “Good, she is ready,” Marcus’s said crawling over the other side of the bed towards me while Jason did on the opposite side. They lay next to me resting their heads on their hands propped up next to me in lazy elegance casting their eyes possessively over me as though I was a tasty dish. Neither of them had attempted to remove their suits and remained fully clothed adding to my vulnerability.

  Part of me became confused and a little nervous at the ravenous way their eyes were devouring me and I struggled moving restlessly on the bed, gagged and bound taken by the power of the scene and my helplessness. I purred and moaned enjoying the stretched look of my body moving restlessly trying to free myself from my bonds. My vagina was drenched and my breasts and skin tingled with fiery painful need. My breath came in fits and starts. Small explosions set off a chain reaction in my sex as I waited for penetration desperate to feel them both inside me. Never had I felt so warm and consumed with restless need.

  Both brothers looked at me lustily, captivated with me to my utter surprise. Each caught a breast in each hand and squeezed tight, flexing their thumbs over the nipples to hold me still and in place for their examination. I arched my body upwards in response, relishing the feeling of being controlled and letting my desire flourish and grow in such a wanton way.

  “There is nothing more exquisite than an aroused woman straining on her bonds while you make her wait to be taken on your own terms at your own pleasure,” Jason said to his brother.

  “Apart from draping her naked body over your knee to spank her for being a naughty little girl. Then her vulnerability and submission is breathtaking,” Marcus mused. “And you, Elizabeth are a natural female submissive. We are going to enjoy taking you in hand,” he said leaning over me to press his lips gently to my forehead.

  “So, brother I take it we are in agreement to share little one, here?” Jason questioned.

  “Well I am not willing to give her up to you and I guess it is the same for you. She is too delectable and exactly what we have both been looking for in a woman for a long time so I suppose we will have to share.”

  At the same time both brothers moved their fingers inside my sex and stroked. Fire scorched at my insides. They both wanted me to be theirs, to guide and protect me as a submissive and for once in my life I was going to take a chance and let them. Perhaps they could calm my rage at Thomas and help me find my way again. Jason moved two of his finge
rs up inside my channel stretching as far as he could reach them. I panted bucking my hips upwards wanting him deeper. I felt deliciously lost in my need, bound and gagged for their pleasure and their convenience. My body moved against the silk sheet delighting in its seductive caress of my skin on top of the brother’s expert touch.

  I had given myself to them in agreement and now I belonged to them as their submissive lock stock and barrel. How would my life proceed now? I couldn’t even imagine it yet but I knew I would be in safe hands.

  “I suppose we shall have to.”

  “Who is going to have the pleasure of mounting her first and sealing our agreement?”

  “Before that, we need to do something else. We need to spank our little girl and let her know we won’t tolerate her allowing herself to be abused again. She needs rescuing from herself and some stern discipline if we are to make her fit, well and encourage healthy self esteem in her. Don’t you agree?” he asked in a stern voice, a faint trace of humor lining his words.