N. Walters - Threads of Destiny

Kathryn felt her cheeks flush. Excitement, her ass. More like chaos and bloodshed.

“You make Marc happy and that means everything to me. Please consider staying.

Do not let what happened here today taint your decision. Take tonight to…think about things.”

She knew what he really meant was, take tonight to have hot monkey sex with Marc. Her nipples tightened and her sex clenched as if to let her know how much they approved of that idea.

“Tomorrow, tour the castle. Talk to the people here. Get to know us all before you decide.”

“I will,” she promised Jarek.

“That is all I can ask.” He dropped his hand back by his side.

Christina stepped up and threw her arms around Kathryn. Shocked, she patted the other woman’s back with awkward movements. She wasn’t used to public displays of affection. “I hope you stay,” Christina whispered in her ear. “I could use another woman around here, one who understands what I’m going through. Jane and I are friends but I don’t get to see her as often as I’d like.”

“I will make your apologies to our guests.” With that, Jarek draped his arm over his wife’s shoulders and they walked into the castle, leaving the four of them alone on the landing.

“What did Jarek mean?” She turned to face Marc and the undisguised lust and longing in his eyes had her body softening and her limbs shaking. A quick glance down assured her that he was fully aroused. Her mouth went dry at the thought of making love with him once again.

“He meant, sweet Kathryn, that it is time for us to retire to my room.” Bending down, he licked her bottom lip before nipping it with his teeth. She gasped, blood surging through her body. Her core was moist and hot and pulsing to a primal rhythm.

“Umm…” She glanced at Tienan and Logan and wasn’t shocked by the carnal gleam in their eyes. Her gaze fell and, sure enough, they were both fully aroused.

“What do you mean, it’s time for us to retire to your room?” Marc sheathed his sword and swept her into his arms. “Just what I said. It’s time for us to pleasure you. To lick every inch of your delectably soft skin, to touch every satiny curve and hollow and to pleasure you until you scream your release. Then we’ll fuck you until you come again and again and again.” His lips came down hard against hers, claiming her, marking her. She knew she’d never forget the taste of his mouth or the feel of his lips for as long as she lived.

When he pulled back, they were both panting for breath. He raised an eyebrow as he turned to the other two men. “You coming?”

Although the fight was over, Marc’s body was still poised and ready to react.

Adrenaline pumped through his veins and he needed an outlet for all the emotions raging within him. Fear, anger, lust and love all vied for dominance.

He’d stood beside Kathryn and watched but he could still hardly credit what he’d seen. The tapestry, the sorceress, the magic and power in the air—it was the stuff of legends. Yet, he didn’t care about any of it. All that mattered was the woman in his arms. He still had a night and a day to convince her to stay with him.

But he also had to give her the choice and not merely the choice between leaving and staying. She’d arrived with Tienan and Logan and it was obvious she had feelings for them. That had to be addressed if any of them were ever going to be satisfied with the outcome. Marc didn’t want to be second best this time. If Kathryn chose him, he wanted it to be because she wanted him and maybe even loved him. Nothing else would do.

No matter what happened, he would stay by her side because he loved her. There was no denying his feelings. He would kill any man who threatened her. He would even face down a sorceress to keep her by his side. But he would not deny her right to choose. Still, even if she picked one of the other men or decided to return to her own time, he wanted to be part of her life. Unlike Christina, whom he knew he could live without, he now understood that there was no other woman for him but Kathryn.

“Marc?” He could hear the question in her voice as he carried her though the door of the castle and up the staircase. The stone was solid beneath him but he felt as if he were on uneven ground. The next few hours would decide his fate.

“All will be well,” he promised. “Trust me.” Logan and Tienan were close behind him, listening to every word. And why not? Their fate was to be decided as well.

“I do,” she whispered, resting her head against his shoulder. His cock jerked, pressing hard against his leather pants, a physical reminder of precisely how much he needed the woman in his arms.

He carried her down the hallway and into his room. If he only had this night with her, then he wanted her in his bed, spread across his sheets. His arms tightened possessively around her for a fraction of a second before he made himself relax as he crossed the threshold.

Logan went straight to the fireplace and lit the kindling. The flames crackled as they caught the wood. Tienan closed the door and went around the room, lighting all the candles. The light flickered against the walls. It wasn’t dark yet but the room was dim.

The candles and firelight would allow them to see Kathryn more clearly as they made love to her.

As much as he wanted to continue holding her, Marc slowly released her legs until she was standing. When he was certain she was steady, he backed away to stand beside the other two men.

“You know the laws of this land?”

“I do.” She crossed her arms across her chest. She appeared tired and fragile and just looking at her hurt his heart. But this had to be done.

“You came with two men and they have a prior claim to you.”

“But they don’t want me. Not like that.” Her eyes widened as her gaze went to her friends. Marc could tell that she didn’t really believe the words she was speaking.

“Yes, we do.” Tienan spoke up, his voice thick with need. “We’ve always wanted you, Kathryn.”

She swallowed and the delicate column of her neck rippled. He wanted to kiss the vein that pulsed there. To distract himself, he unbuckled his sword belt and laid it carefully aside.

“You’re an incredibly brave and beautiful woman.” Logan never took his eyes from her as he stripped off his sword and placed it on the table.

“I don’t understand.” Kathryn took a step back, bringing her one step closer to the large bed behind her.

“It is simple.” Marc released the armbands encircling his upper arms and tossed them aside. “We all want you but only one of us can be your husband. If you will allow us, we will pleasure you, so you will be able to chose which one of us you want.”

“This is crazy.” Her words were little more than a breathy sigh but Marc could see the excitement and growing desire in her eyes. She parted her lips, licking them. The sight of her pink tongue darting out of her mouth made his balls draw up tight against his body.

“This is perfectly natural and accepted here. You are not in your world, Kathryn.

You are in mine.” He felt that the only resistance to the idea was because it was not acceptable on her planet. He’d learned much from Christina about Earth and, though they were from different times, the basic accepted sexual practices did not seem to differ greatly.

“Let us touch you.” Logan slid his vest off and let it fall to the floor.

Tienan moved fluidly to her other side, his white bandage stark against his swarthy skin. “I want to taste your lips, your mouth and your moist pussy.” Kathryn’s mouth fell open and her breathing quickened. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, accentuating the sway of her breasts and the fact that her nipples were hard buds, outlined by the fabric of her tunic.