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Chapter 4

Four

Aster

S trong fingers dig into the flesh of my ass and Mirsha does exactly what I want.

Heat explodes through me and my forehead rests on his. We breathe in each other and for a moment everything fades to just us in this moment. Mirsha holds me to him and with languid strokes he teases his fingers through my dripping wet folds. I lean back enough to lock eyes with him. Sparks of fire fly between us.

"Mirsha," I groan against his lips.

He flashes me a devilish grin that has him looking wicked to the core. "You want to come for me, baby girl?"

"I want to come so hard I forget my name," I admit breathlessly and ignore the harsh heat of embarrassment filling my cheeks.

His warm laugh washes over me. "Greedy girl." Those callused fingers torture my tender flesh and I grind into him a little harder.

"Lose your pants. I want everything. All of you. I want you to take me. Right here, right now. Don't hold back." I reach between us but he stops me with a hand over mine and a dark look in his gaze.

"I've wanted you like this since before it was legal to want you. We're no good for you, but I can't seem to break away from the spell you have on me. On all of us. Time has done nothing but make me want you more."

Mirsha's honesty leaves me speechless.

His hands turn harsher, like he's afraid I will lose my nerve and run into the darkness. He kisses me hard and deep, reaching between my legs. He rolls his thumb over my swollen nub and slides a thick finger into me. And then a second that has me feeling full and ready to come all over his fingers.

I shudder in his arms and gasp from the burn.

"So tight," he grunts.

"Mirsha, the burn hurts."

Instead of releasing me and sending me on my way, he sinks his fingers deeper and deeper.

I cling to him.

"Make a mess, Aster. Dirty your godfather with all your sweet juices."

Oh fuck.

He knows exactly how to make my core clench. I moan and tighten my legs around his waist. Spread wide around him, he takes full advantage and pushes in and out, stretching, teasing and finger fucking me until I no longer care who hears or sees us. I bury my hands in his hair and hold on. He rolls my clit with just the right pressure and speed to have hot milk spilling from my core.

"Mirsha…oh, God," I groan hungrily against his mouth and buck wildly.

I scream into the night, crashing into the bliss of an orgasm; everything fades into the back of my mind except for how all the pain, angst and torture of being away from all three dissolve into the humid evening air.

"Feel better, baby girl? Did you like coming for your godfather?"

Pulses of heat flood my system and it's nothing like I have felt before. "For now. But for how long? I hurt so deeply when we are apart, but the second our skin touches it all drops away. I felt so alone for so long." It scares me to be so open and vulnerable.

A hand moves up my body until he's cupping my face and his touch feels revenant. "You are never alone. I'm sorry we left. But please understand we will suffer through anything as long as you are safe." He brushes his thumb over my cheekbone and looks broken by his desires.

"We've protected you your whole life and now there's no one here to protect you from us, baby girl. I hope you know what you are getting into."

"You feel it too, don't you?" I ask.

He nods, and that one slight movement wraps my soul in a soothing balm. He rests his forehead against mine. "You hurt for us because we've brought a pleasure buried inside you to life. It belongs to us, reaches for us. Long before you knew what it was, your soul connected to ours. Long before we bonded with blood."

He didn't say that I belonged to them like property, I notice. He's picked words that give me the freedom to walk away at any time.

"Just like we ache for you. Right or wrong, you have made our bitter hearts want what we can't have. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Ever so slowly, he loosens his hold on me enough to let me slide down his body. Inch by inch, I feel the hard planes and dips of his body and yeah…I groan with no shame.

My sensitive nipples scrape along the fine material of his shirt, and the friction is as painful as it is pleasurable. Before I can give either of us time to come to our senses, I bury my hands beneath his suit jacket. He's stripped his black tie off and left it to hang freely around his neck. I push it aside, find the seam up the center of his shirt and I don't hold back. One hard tug in either direction and the buttons give.

Hard muscle is instantly bathed in moonlight.

Glorious. Defined. And all mine. He's so beautiful it hurts.

I lean in and flick my tongue over the tight bead of one nipple, then the other.

Mirsha cups the back of my head as he holds me to him. "You've got the mouth of an angel. You're my deepest fear come true, and I don't know how to protect any of us from the fallout."

The pain and dread in his tone send arrows of agony through me.

"Don't think about that."

Strong fingers dig into my hair and he angles my head until my gaze locks with his. Fire in those gray depths pushes me closer to the edge of no return. "You should have never come."

"I will be gone in the morning and no one has to know," I whisper between us. It's a lie, but I can face that tomorrow when I tell them all I've decided to stay in New Orleans. "Tonight is all we can promise each other, and I am okay with that. Maybe that is how we get rid of whatever this is inside of us. Feed it until the hunger dissolves."

Suddenly we are moving beneath the slow, swaying branches. The willow's soft touch over my aroused body reminds me of a woman's innocence being kissed away by guardian angels before she commits her darkest of sins.

Possessive hands come to rest on my hips as Mirsha places me in front of Viper. "Go to them. I'll be right here. Let me see you with your godfathers."

Fear, excitement, and fiery lust merge inside me.

I turn to find two sets of piercing eyes honed in on me. "Come here, baby." Viper's fingers twine through mine and he guides me to stand between his thighs. He reclines in a way that gives me full access to every inch of his massive, well-defined body. Holy hell, the number of muscles this man has is orgasmic.

Trust me. He's all alpha.

Strong arms come around my waist and the world fades. The hanging branches of the willow serve as a familiar shield, holding the outside world at bay. I feed one button after another through the holes before slowly peeling back the sides until I have his warm chest revealed to me.

He's magnificent. Hints of the black lines making up his namesake coil over his defined pecs and around his neck only to disappear beneath his shirt. "That's new."

"Do you like it?"

Instead of answering, I lean forward and repeat the same thing I did to Mirsha. The second my teeth scrape over the flat disk of his nipple, his hands find the back of my head and I am held in place. Viper's cock pulses between us and I don't want to wait another second to have the weight of his length in my hand.

"I need you," I admit with a breath of embarrassment, but it's the truth. I turn to Luther and then Mirsha, who are both watching me with their best friend. "All of you," I confess to all three while surrounded by their intense heat.

"And we need you."

My eyes shutter closed at hearing those four precious words from Luther.

"I hoped. I prayed. But I couldn't be sure until this moment. I feared you turning me away."

Luther brushes my hair away to reveal my neck and shoulder. Standing this close, our body heat fuses. And then, with no escape, no way out, and with my life in his hands, hot lips crush over mine. I am suddenly lost in the taste of my third godfather. I tumble into his hold and fall with my eyes closed. He's rough at first and then turns gentle, unlike the man I know him to be.

When he breaks away, his startling blue eyes lock on me and I can't sever the hypnotic trance he holds over me.

His fingers bury into my long hair and I'm held in place as he drinks in his share of me. My lips part and he doesn't wait for an invitation to take what he wants. His strong fingers fist tighter. Pleasure and pain spike through my blood. I moan, whimper, and can't seem to reel in my thundering heart.

One of the other two growls with what I guess is impatience, but it's not enough to turn me away from Luther. Strands of hair fall over his forehead and the top button of his dress shirt reveals a hint of tanned skin. "Let me see more of you. Please." My gaze finds his and his full lips move into a warm smile.

"Shh, sweetness. Later." With a finger beneath my chin, he turns my attention back to Viper with Mirsha looking on. "My friend is hungry and we all know he's the least patient one of us."

Luther is right. Viper doesn't enjoy waiting.

His brows shoot high with mock surprise, and then his face turns dark with hunger. "With no apologies," Viper confirms with an arrogant growl, and my world narrows down to only him for just a moment. He's so breathtakingly handsome. Golden eyes, smooth tan skin from his Latin heritage and miles of defined muscle. His impressive height has him towering over me in a way that makes me feel petite in his arms. My palms connect with his chest and he must sense the urgency coiling inside me, because he pulls me deeper into his hold.

"Come here, baby. I'm right here." My body connects with his from knees to nipples. "I've always been right here for you even if we had to be separated. My heart and soul were always with you."

Every cell in my body tingles with awareness.

Mirsha settles a hand on my lower back, but it is Luther urging me to go further. "Touch him, sweetness. Show him what you want."

My brows arch with panic. What I want? I have no idea how to take what I want. I didn't get past the planning of getting here and I've been too busy staying alive in my father's world to date.

I can't seem to breathe again and I have to force my lungs to relax before I pass out.

Urgency to feel skin on skin causes my hands to shake as I reach for Viper's belt. But uncertainty has my hand pausing over his buckle.

I look between all three, but it's Viper who cups my face and offers, "This works however you want it to work. Take what you need, baby. You never have to ask or be ashamed. Not when you are with us."

Viper pulls his belt free and peels back the sides of his tuxedo pants to reveal himself to me.

Shock has me drawing in a harsh breath. I knew he would be big. The memory of the last time he was pressed between my legs hasn't faded.

"Oh, sweet baby Jesus." I drag the edge of my bottom lip between my teeth.

Luther and Mirsha chuckle softly on either side of me.

"My sweet, little Aster. Don't be afraid," Viper urges and takes my hand in his. We both groan when my fingers wrap around his hard, dripping length.

"God, you're going to be our undoing in the worst way possible." His head falls back against the tree and I take pride in making a man hardened by crime weak.

"Stroke him," Mirsha urges and I follow the rough, growled command.

"Like this?"

"Fuck yes, sweetness. Good girl. Up and down, just like that. Feel the wetness dripping over your hand?" Luther murmurs into my ear and then trails his warm lips up the side of my neck.

"I do," I breathe into the night. Hot, sticky pre-cum dribbles from the slit through the bulbous head. I grip him and love how the throb of his heat pulses in my hand. I work my hand down and back up, forcing more hot liquid to spill over.

Oh, damn, that is sexy as fuck.

That thought comes with another. This is truly happening. Realization races through my mind just like the white-hot heat consuming every drop of blood in my veins.

"That's all for you, baby girl. All for you. Look what you do to your godfather."

Mirsha leans in on my other side and his hands curl around my waist. Between us, the throbbing thickness of his cock presses through his dress pants and against my thigh.

He's so impossibly hard that there is no way he's not hurting. I can feel it as if it's my pain, but his pleasure is focused on Viper and me.

"Want to drive him crazy? Use the pad of your thumb and smear that milk over the head," he coaxes in a hard rasp.

I blush scarlet, but do as commanded. One stroke of my thumb and Viper thrusts into my hand. When I do it again, my reward is more hot pre-cum.

"Fuck you, Mirsha," Viper growls before claiming my lips in a hard, punishing kiss. "Your touch is beyond heavenly."

We stand there, the storm of pain inside me morphing into another beast. Only this one is fueled by pleasure instead of suffering.

I break the kiss to drag my lips down the side of my godfather's neck, stopping only long enough to feel the beat of his racing heart beneath my tongue.

I don't have an ounce of experience, but everything flows naturally between us. It is as though I can feel what they need from me through some unseen connection. All I have to do is relax and feel.

Behind me, Mirsha and Luther caress, bite, and lick their way up the backs of my legs and thighs. It's only seconds until the hem of my dress is pushed past the globes of my ass to reveal my little secret only Mirsha knows about.

"You came after us ready to sin, didn't you, sweetness?" Luther accuses me between biting and kissing every exposed part of my body. One of them holds me open for the other as he teases a gentle caress over my drenched folds. But the light strokes and touches don't stop there.

Mirsha and Luther are not men who stop at a little foreplay, I quickly discover.

I swallow thickly and lean deeper into Viper's arms. Curious fingers dip between my folds before finding my most intimate spot.

Pressure against my rear entrance forces me to the tips of my toes. "Aster?"

I close my eyes and take a deep breath to find the courage to confess. "Yes. Yes, I came here wanting you and with every intention of seducing you. It's a sex club for crying out loud." My lips part from the force of my heavy breathing.

Viper's hands find their way into my loose hair. "Taste me," he murmurs roughly and then gathers the hot liquid spilling from the thick head of his cock. Using the pad of his thumb, he smears his milk over my lips.

Behind me, both men work in tandem to drive me insane with lust. One strokes a finger around my sensitive nub in wide, languid circles while the other teases my puckered back entrance. Neither fully breaching, just teasing me.

"Argh!"

I push back, but they only chuckle wickedly.

I lick my lips clean only for Viper to push me to my knees and guide his thick, beautiful cock to my mouth.

"Lips closed. I want to mark you."

I do as instructed with my eyes raised to him the whole time and let him cover my lips in hot pre-cum.

Mirsha growls an animalistic sound. "Beautiful, baby girl," he husks and then sinks a finger into my clenched core.

Riding him in slow movements, I reach for Luther and slip my fingers through his soft hair, needing to connect in every way possible.

"Up, baby. It's not time for you to come."

I narrow my eyes at Viper for a moment for good reason. That ever-present wicked streak he's known for spreads across his full lips and has me suddenly nervous. "Now make me happy and kiss your godfathers. Share me and show them just how much you want all three of us."

Heat settles over my cheeks as the other two men push to their feet.

Mirsha draws my attention his way with, "Look at me, baby girl."

I do, and then the hottest moment of my life happens. Mirsha moves his mouth over mine and we share Viper's essence. But it goes deeper than that. Like this, nestled between them, I feel whole. Viper's arms are around me. Luther finally eases the ache between my thighs. And Mirsha…God help me! This man can kiss me into an orgasm.

My fingers tighten in his hair and he growls. Luther takes that as a sign to stroke my clit harder and faster.

I break the kiss with Mirsha and cry out into the night. "It hurts so so good." I put a hand on Luther's. "Make me come. I've never been so alive. No one has ever touched—" My words are ripped from my lips with a cry as Luther lands a hard smack against my aching clit.

"Did you just spank my pussy?"

He does it again.

And again.

Juicy wet sounds hit my ears, and the amount of hot liquid spilling over his fingers is embarrassing.

Luther grabs a thigh and opens me farther. Right when I think he's going to change positions and lick me clean, Mirsha spreads my folds for his friend and I get fingers to an aching clit.

Fire thunders through me. Everything clenches, and I am shoved straight to the edge of an orgasm. I'm tipping over, but I need that one last push.

"Oh, fuck!" I scream and let the wave of my climax pull me into a deep pool of pleasure.

"Has anyone ever touched you like this, sweetness? Did you let another man have you after we left?" Luther asks, with a hard, lethal edge to his tone. Taking my chin in hand, he refuses to let go.

"You mean has another man beat my pussy?" And make me love it?

"Spank, not beat," Luther corrects me with a hint of humor. "And I asked you a question. Have you let another person touch you or taste you?"

I give more of my weight to Mirsha. Words are difficult to come by at the moment from all the heavy breathing. "In other words, am I still a virgin at twenty-four?"

Luther leans into me and presses his forehead against mine. We breathe in each other's body heat all the while he drags his thick fingers through my spilled juices, keeping the fire hot, but the next orgasm just out of reach.

"No. More than that. I feel the need to draw blood just thinking of someone else touching you. All you have to do is give me a name, Aster. I will end their existence." His words come out in a hoarse whisper. But I hear it for the dark promise that it is.

"Did you give yourself to someone else?" Mirsha's voice turns cold, lethal. When I cock my head in his direction, his gray eyes are black with contained rage.

My eyes grow wide. "Do not go into murder mode," I urge. Do they really think I've been with someone? They have to know that's not true, right?

I try to move away from them, but their hard bodies are not budging.

Okay, fine. I guess I confess with my pussy in their faces and Viper's throbbing cock in my hand.

My gaze falls to the intricate details of the snake across my godfather's upper chest. Here goes. "I've been the only one to touch me there. The pains started a few years ago. This ache only the three of you can ease. It sounds crazy. I sound crazy. But it's true. Masturbation held it off until…" I let out a frustrated sigh. "Until it didn't, I guess. The pain of being away from you is beyond my control. This last week left me on the floor crying more days than not. I can't live without you." I look between them to find each of them staring back at me with understanding.

Three sets of arms come around me, and I am cocooned inside the embrace of killers.

But not my killers. They are my protectors. Mine , my soul screams until it grows faint.

Our heavy breathing and the surge of power at touching all three of them at once sends tingles through me.

And then everything fast forwards. All three shed their jackets and I'm spread out over the expensive, fine material.

Luther takes one knee and Viper the other. They hold me open for their friend. Like this, I'm completely exposed to anything they want.

Holding my gaze, Mirsha lowers himself between my thighs.

"We can't give you everything you want, but we can give you this."

Before I can argue or demand he explain, Mirsha loops his arms around my legs and lowers his head, burying his lips against my pussy.

"Argh!" I cry out, arching into his mouth.

"Fuck yes," he whispers against my dripping folds.

"Mirsha," I groan. I bury my hands in his hair and ride his face. He's not going for nice and easy. I don't want him to, either.

The liquid heat of his mouth surrounds my clit. He sucks, flicks and bites the nub forcing me to clamp my thighs around his head. Or at least I try. Viper and Luther are there to keep me from moving for their friend.

With my knees bent to my chest, Mirsha devours every inch of my pussy and his fingers grip my ass so hard I know there will be bruises in the morning. But I don't care.

Full-on sensory overload eliminates my ability to think. I barely realize Mirsha moves over so Viper can take over torturing my flesh until I feel the scrape of his light stubble. Mirsha moves to Viper's spot and I groan into his mouth the second his lips are on mine. I take his punishing kiss. And then give one right back.

He breaks away, and I try to pull him back.

"I want you. I need you. I saved myself for all three of you." What kind of sick torture are they cooking up?

His gray eyes pierce me with a kind of longing that tugs at my heart. But there is something else in those colorless depths and the power of that pain hits me in the chest.

He looks like he is about to say something else when I scream. "Viper," I and try to force his tongue deeper into my slit, but it's clear who is in control here. I am so close to coming into his mouth, but he's holding back.

"Just a little more," I beg. He eases up and lazily licks up the seam of my pussy.

I pant uncontrollably. From one side Mirsha's saying they can't give me everything I want has ice filling my veins and from the other Viper has me burning up on the inside.

I turn to Luther. "What do I do?"

"Feel," he simply states and lowers to grab a hard nipple between his teeth. He bites down hard enough to have me arching off our makeshift bed and into his arms.

Between my legs, Viper drives his hands beneath my ass and takes control of my movements like I am a delicacy made just for him.

Bites turn into feather-light kisses and then those turn into deep thrusts of his tongue into my virgin channel.

"Fuck me. I need you. God stop torturing me already!"

I grab for Mirsha, true fear digging into the flesh of my heart when he pushes to his elbow and gazes down at me.

"Please!"

"We can ease the pain, but we cannot take your innocence. God, don't ask us to do the one thing that would sink us to our knees and leave us in ruin. We have to send you back intact so you can find a husband and live your life."

He looks heavenward, like God can give him answers. Thick lashes fall over his masculine cheeks when he hears nothing back. I recognize the hollow feeling.

Shock and uncertainty push all other emotions to the side.

I turn a worried look to Viper and his expression has my heart turning into a block of ice. He kisses the inside of one thigh and then the other.

"He's right, Aster. You're the one thing in this world we can't have. I don't possess the strength to tell you no and they both know it."

"I don't want to find a husband. What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know the lengths your father will go to get what he wants. We can have this between us right now, to a certain extent, but then you have to go."

Viper doesn't ease me into the burning climax hovering along the fringes. He throws me into the roaring flames. His tongue flicks against the hard, throbbing nub repeatedly until I finally release and let the rapture of my climax take over.

Sharp pain sears through me so hard and fast I know I've lost yet another part of me to them.

No other man can do to me what they've done. The idea of letting someone else touch me so intimately makes me sick to the core.

I thread my finger through his hair with one hand and try to pull Viper away. But he keeps licking and drinking in my release like he can't get enough.

Beside me, Luther and Mirsha are on their knees. Their cocks tent their pants. They have to be in pain.

"Let me help."

I reach for Luther first and then Mirsha.

Luther holds my hand over his hard length and we slowly stroke him through the material of his pants.

He looks down at me, torn between what he wants and what they think they can't have.

Viper pushes to his knees and slowly wipes at the juices on his chin. Glittering gold eyes hold me captive. Shattered dreams crack in those pretty eyes and I suddenly know what is going to happen next.

"I thought we had tonight? I don't understand." My heart rate climbs and climbs scared one of them will utter the only words that can drive a blade into my heart.

I can't keep the tears at bay any longer.

Between my legs, Viper leans over me, the heavy weight of his cock stroking over my core. His lips find mine and our tongues tangle with all the swirling emotions keeping us from going after all our forbidden desires.

I lift my lashes and silently plead for him to take me all the way.

Between us, the pre-cum mixes with my juices. He grips his cock, guides it to my entrance.

"Viper," Mirsha growls. "Don't fuck her life up any more than we already have."

A fine sheen of sweat breaks out across Viper's beautiful body and I can feel him trembling under the effort to not claim me. Every muscle he has shakes from the amount of force he's using to control himself. I know because the same is happening to me. I could force them to give me what I want, but I need them to want me.

Luther spreads my folds wide open for his friend. "Stroke her, brother. Ease your monsters."

The way he guides the bulbous head of his cock up and down my slit is heaven and hell.

Hot tears fall down my cheeks, and Mirsha leans his large form over me. His body heat only serves to ratchet up my sensory overload. I try to raise my hips, but Luther's hands keep me pinned to the ground.

Mirsha fills my vision while Viper continues to torture my pussy. The fat head of his cock hits my throbbing clit again, and it's the end for both of us.

"Argh!" My scream of release mixes with Viper's. I let my head fall back, unable to catch my breath. And my heart— ohmyfuckinggod— is flat out running a fifty-mile race.

Burning ropes of hot come spill over my pussy and I feel every drop of Viper's milk claim me as his. Using the head of his cock, he slathers and smears my folds with his release in a way that makes me feel marked.

And theirs.

"Look at me, baby girl." When I can lift my lashes, Mirsha's lips press into my cheek. He thumbs away one tear and then another while moving to my other cheek to lick the dampness away.

With tears of his own, he moves to the side and offers his friend room to have a moment with me.

Viper's weight is a delicious pressure I didn't realize I needed in my life.

I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him to me. "Your tears are so sweet, but for all the wrong reasons," he whispers for me alone. "Just like our first kiss."

He rests his forehead against mine, the sheets of his hair falling to either side of my face. Like this, it's just us. "Please forgive me for not having more control around you."

I curl my fingers through the black mass. "Like our first kiss," I repeat. "I remember you not being able to control yourself that night either. Did you regret leaving me that night?" I ask quietly between us.

He rubs the tips of our noses together. "Every minute of every day, beautiful baby." his lips move to the shell of my ear and his next words are just for me.

"Let the energy of our connection pull us back together. If it is meant to be, it will be."

"What? What do you mean?" My brain races to catch up with I fear my heart already knows.

A finger beneath my chin turns my head until I am facing Luther. A muscle tics along his jawline and his bright blue eyes glimmer with the same pain I feel inside me.

I reach up and cup his face, drawing him into me. "What will it take for you to take me fully? We can leave the country after. We can go anywhere you want."

Instead of answering me, the men I've loved since I could remember ease to their feet, taking me with them.

Luther comes in first, his large form hovering over me a moment before his lips find mine. Like he's kissing me goodbye for a second time. Then Viper does the same, his pants already fixed while I look like a ravaged mess.

Viper eases the edges of my dress in place. "You were ours first but we have to let you go so you can find peace. Don't look for us again. If you do, we won't play nice. I don't want to kill your family for the love we share."

When it is Mirsha's turn, I grip handfuls of his shirt and shake him with all I have.

"You can't do this!" I hiss at him. Without saying a word, he straightens the top of my dress. Viper gathers a tuxedo jacket from the grass and drapes it over my shoulders.

"Viper is right. Go back to your father. Find a good man and let him love you. We have no claim over you. You deserve to be happy and not treated like a pariah."

I wave his bitter words away. "You're wrong, Mirsha." I shake my head vehemently. "It won't be like that."

Mirsha fills my vision. "Your father won't stop at ruining us. Which I am fine with. But he will see to it you are buried. That I will not tolerate. And since I can't kill him, I will keep the peace."

"Criminals with morals," I hurl at his back. "A novelty."

"Let us fade away from your life."

But I love you , my heart weeps as I watch my godfathers walk away from me for a second time. I can't force my eyes from their retreating backs until darkness swallows them whole.

I fist my hands at my sides and swallow the rage gurgling in the pit of my stomach.

I've never known the real extent of the pain that comes from our bond until this night.

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