Under Their Protection (4 page)

The
problem was, how safe could she be in the company of those two?

Walker
was out patrolling the area while Blake had busied himself rigging cameras and
motion sensors, leaving Ebony alone with her muddled thoughts. She wanted more.
Needed more, but neither of them had said anything. Maybe they didn’t want her
after all? For the first time ever, Blake had treated her like more than a
client. She needed to know if he felt more for her than she’d realised.

She
sipped her whiskey. Because she sure felt a lot more for him than just
friendship. Than just lust even. Maybe that kiss had slipped her over into the
realms of love. And maybe she was starting to feel the same way about Walker.
So different, yet so appealing. Both of them called to the different sides of
her. Walker to the outrageous, flirty rock chick and Blake, to the quiet,
sensitive side.

Ebony
sighed and drained her whiskey. All this would be a lot easier if she wasn’t
suffering from the worst case of writer’s block ever. It was no wonder she
couldn’t figure out what she wanted.

Walker
came back in and bolted the door. “Christ, it’s still cold in here.” He looked
over at her. “You warm enough?”

She
nodded dumbly. Suddenly she was on fire. He shucked off his jacket, revealing a
bit of taut skin above the waistband on his jeans. How she longed to lay her
tongue there and lick down, down, down until…

Blake
strolled into the living area and dusted his hands off his jeans. “All done. Is
everything okay out there?” he asked Walker.

“Yep.”
Walker pressed his thumbs into his belt loops drawing Ebony’s attention to
where she’d just been dreaming of kissing.

She
knew from experience that the bulge in those worn jeans was no optical illusion.
She’d felt his hardness press against her when he kissed her and she was dying
to see it in the flesh.

“So…”
Blake threw himself beside her, his size and the heat of him threatening to
drown her in a puddle of lust, “you hungry?”

She
just managed to croak out a ‘no.’ They’d eaten on their way up to the lake and
pretty much any remaining appetite had disappeared as soon as she stepped into
the cabin and realised she’d be all alone with them.

“Tired?”

“Not
really.” She dropped her glass on the side table and chewed her thumb. “What’s
the sleeping arrangements?”

“There’s
only one room. One of us will sleep here by the door, the other in your room,”
Blake told her matter-of-factly.

God,
did he realise how much the thought of one of them in her room made her heart
pound? Her entire body heated at the thought. Problem was, she didn’t want just
one of them in her room.

“Only
one of you?” she quipped but the teasing tone became lost as both men stared at
her.

The
heavy thud of her heart pounded in her ears and her mouth grew dry. Blake and
Walker exchanged a look and Walker grinned.

“It
could be the two of us…” he said carefully, “but that depends on you.”

“Depends
on what?” she asked breathlessly.

“Depends
on what you want. Depends if you can handle both of us…in your bedroom,” Blake
murmured in her ear.

Surprised
by Blake’s forwardness, the words sent a tingle through her and she stiffened.
Her heart beat triple time now. Wordlessly, she climbed off the couch and
strode past Walker, aware of both men’s gaze upon her. Turning in the doorway
to the bedroom, she paused and rested her hands on the doorframe.

“I…I
think I need both of you in my bedroom tonight.”

Oh
God, she was really going to do this. Blake rose from the couch and Walker took
a step forward. Both of them took on a look of predators. Strong, tense, eyes
dark. Gulping and pulling on her outrageous side, she let go of the doorframe
and pulled at the hem of her top. Both men seemed to freeze as she pulled the
top off, shaking out her hair. Then came her leather pants, leaving her in
nothing but a tiny electric blue thong and matching bra.

The
sound of heavy exhales rang through the log cabin and finally both men
approached. Ebony found herself shrinking away into the bedroom, even as her
pussy pulsed at being surrounded by so much masculinity. They were still an intimating
sight. All that restrained power, those strong hands ready to touch her and
bring her to the abyss.

She
had no doubt she would experience pleasure like never before with these men and
that scared her slightly.

“Don’t
run from us, sweets,” Walker said, his grin slanting.

Ebony
drew in a breath. “I’m-I’m not running.”

Walker
shared a look with Blake. “Looks like she’s running.”

Blake
nodded, a wicked smile coming across his face. She’d never seen him smile like
that. It changed his face completely. He’d gone from broodingly sexy to
downright devastating. It took all her willpower not to whip off her underwear
and beg him to take her then and there.

Suddenly
they were upon her. Blake spun her around and took hold of her wrists. The feel
of heated bodies against her cold flesh made her gasp and sent the world hazy.
Both hands ended up pinned behind her in Blake’s strong hold and he brushed her
hair aside with his free hand to whisper in her ear.

“I’ve
been wanting you for a long time, Ebony. Walker wants you very badly too. We’re
going to make you feel real good, sweetheart. But if you want us to stop just
say…
rose
. Got it?”

Stop?
She very much doubted it would come to that but she appreciated Blake’s
thoughtfulness. And his revelation. Had he been wanting her this whole time?
He’d done a good job of disguising it but it gratified her to know she wasn’t
the only one suffering. And insightful Blake had clearly seen her nervousness
and had offered her a way out if she wanted it. The man knew her better than
she realised.

“And
birth control?” Blake prompted.

“Yes…I
mean, I’m on it.”

“Good.
Walker, we don’t have any issues with you, do we?”

“None
at all. Just got checked out when I got back to the UK.” He chuckled. “All
ready for you, sweets.”

Blake
turned his face back to her ear, his breath blowing over her and making her
shudder. “And I know you haven’t been with anyone since last time and you know
the same about me.”

“Yes,”
she replied quietly, thinking how well he knew her and all the ins and outs of
her life. “Yes, I know.”

Walker
pressed himself to her front, his erection prodding her tender flesh. He used
one hand to caress her thrust out breasts while Blake continued to kiss his way
across her neck and shoulders. Then Walker took her mouth in a kiss. He tasted
of fresh air and pine trees. Ebony longed to touch him but Blake kept her hands
held behind her, leaving her open to Walker’s rocking movements.

A
hand worked on her bra and Blake released her hands to tug it down and fling it
away. Her nipples pebbled and both men took a step back. Coming around her,
Blake joined Walker in admiring her.

Yeah,
they were definitely admiring her.

Ebony
tried to stop herself from trembling as one dark gaze and one green one trailed
over her. Her breasts shook as she took deep breaths and tried to look sensual
and sexy.

“Jesus
Christ,” Blake murmured.

“You
can say that again,” Walker agreed.

Heat
travelled up her chest and into her cheeks at their appreciative words. Blake
approached again and plucked at the string of her thong. She couldn’t move. She
was frozen with anticipation and need. Walker joined him, pulling at the other
side. Between them, they slid her underwear off and let it drop to the floor.
Coarse, warm fingers against her skin made her shudder and arousal pooled in
her pussy.

Swallowing,
she drew up her chin and swung her gaze between both men. Subtle smirks sat on
their lips and Walker ran his gaze leisurely down her as Blake kept his
connected with hers. Emotion and desire blazed through the air.

“Get
on the bed, sweets,” Walker commanded softly.

Licking
her lips, Ebony nodded and made her way to the bed, aware of both men watching
her every move. She’d posed for magazines, dressed in virtually nothing on
stage yet never had she felt so vulnerable and exposed.
Yet
it was the
most thrilling sensation in the world. Giving herself to these two sexy,
incredible men.

Climbing
onto the bed, it creaked lightly as she pressed her knees into the soft
blankets. Bending to pick up her thong, Walker smirked as he rose with it
hanging off one finger. He raised a questioning brow to Blake who nodded
slowly. Ebony remained frozen, marvelling at how easily they read one another.
Which made her wonder what exactly they had planned for her.

Walker
knelt on the bed beside her and coaxed her hands behind while Blake leaned over
her and pressed his lips to hers, a hand coming up to cup her breast. The
sweet, hot kiss made her tremble as he rolled and pinched her nipple into an
almost painful point. All the while, Walker was using the thong to tie her
hands behind her back. When he was done, she was open and vulnerable and
completely at their mercy. Both men eased apart her thighs until she was kneeling
on the bed, thighs wide, breasts thrust out.

On
offer.

“Damn,
Ebony, you are just insanely beautiful.” Blake’s voice came out thick.

Flutters
of delight danced in her belly and a smile crept across her lips, nerves slowly
vanishing. Blake would look after her. So would Walker. These two men were the
best men she knew.

“Spread
those legs for us, sweetheart,” Blake told her.

Pushing
her thighs wider apart, Ebony lowered her head, instinctively acting the
submissive. There was something about these huge, powerful guy that made her
feel fragile and sexy all at the same time. She spent so much time in command,
in charge, taking control of her destiny. A woman in her industry couldn’t
afford to be meek and mild but, with these two, she wanted to be meek and mild.
She wanted them to take her and use her and fuck her until she forgot her name.

And
by the looks on their faces, they would certainly deliver.

Blake
ran a hand over her cheek and chin, raising her gaze to his. Then he slid his
fingers beneath her hair and tugged her head back. Meanwhile, Walker tore off
his shirt and started unbuckling his jeans.

Blake
directed her head to look. “You want Walker’s cock, Ebony?” he asked her.

“Oh
yes,” she breathed, mouth dry, skin hot from the sight of him pulling down his
briefs and freeing his large erection.

Blake
smoothed his hand down her back and up again, making her skin tingle as Walker
edged forward. Fair hair scattered in a line straight to his cock and the
ripples of his stomach flexed as he stalked toward her. His skin was golden,
smooth and looked delicious. When he inched close enough for her to lick him,
the smell of male musk filled her nostrils. Laying her tongue on Walker’s skin,
it was as if she’d come alive. Her senses were on overdrive. Blake sucked in a
breath at the sight and she felt Walker’s muscles tense. His cock bobbed near
her chin and she allowed Blake to guide her head down to it.

Taking
it in her mouth, she sighed around his erection, the salty tang gratifying her
need for him a little. She didn’t really need an incentive to take him further
in but Ebony found she was happy to let Blake guide her. Him using her to
pleasure Walker made her all the wetter.

At
first Blake took it easy on her while Walker groaned his pleasure as she sucked
his head and traced the shape of him with her tongue, getting used to her new
lover. As Walker’s moans increased, Blake worked her harder against him, murmuring
his encouragement.

Walker
kept his hands on his hips and Ebony lifted her gaze to stare up at him as
Blake worked her up and down his length. Each time he pulled her back, she was
afforded a look at that strong jaw as Walker closed his eyes and tilted his
head back. Her pussy convulsed.

Nose
buried in the coarse hair at the base of his cock, she took his length all the
way in, swallowing as she did so. His groans grew stronger and Blake’s pull on
her hair grew more forceful. Between the movements of Walker’s hips and Blake’s
hand, Ebony found herself being practically face-fucked. Being used for
Walker’s pleasure was more than anything she’d dreamed of. Each pulse of his
cock and each harsh grunt just increased her desire.

Walker’s
hand came up to her hair suddenly and both men held her against him as he
moaned. Shuddering, he milked himself in her mouth, hot cum filling her. She
swallowed it down gratefully and Walker rocked more gently now. When he
withdrew, she smothered a sound of disappointment but heard his chuckle. He
must have recognised her regret at having his hot dick so far away.

“Sweets,
you really are something,” he said, flicking a finger under her chin.

“That’s
for sure,” Blake agreed releasing her hair and trailing a finger over her
breast.

“What
do you say, Blake?” Walker turned to his friend, his cock still hanging out of his
jeans. Ebony eyed it. The man sure had stamina. “Does she deserve a little
attention herself?”