She gave a soft smile.
“I think I need to move around and not be stuck in this house and in my bedroom. I feel stiff and sore and I think it’s from doing nothing.”
“Honey, your back is all bruised up, your thighs are, too. We just want you to take your time and heal.”
She reached out and touched his arm. His cock hardened beneath his jeans. He wanted to make love to her so badly and she wanted that, too, but they were afraid to hurt her, to press against her injuries. She hinted about her inner thighs hurting. The thought that Bentley tried raping her made him see red. It was too much. They needed time to get over it all.
“Are my bruises so ugly that you don’t want to touch me or kiss me?” she whispered, and he could see the tears in her eyes. He felt terrible as he caressed her arms and hugged her to his chest.
“No, baby. Not at all. We just don’t want to push you to do something you’re not ready for. We don’t want you to feel any pain.”
“But I do feel pain. In here,” she said, pulling back and covering her chest where her heart lay with her hand.
He held her gaze and he understood what she meant. She was feeling it, too. The desperate need to be connected on that intimate level.
“Will and Leo are headed over here. We’ll wait for them?”
She shook her head.
“I need slow, and they can join us when they come.” She squeezed his hand and led him toward her bedroom.
Hank glanced at the front door which he knew was locked. His brothers had a key. Adel had insisted all windows and doors be locked. She was on edge and it made her sleep better having the extra security as well as having him and his brothers there.
When they got into her room the temperature was cool. The AC was on low and the fan rotated at a slow speed. He could hear the soft sound it made, as loud as he heard his own heartbeat.
He looked at Adel as she stood there in a tank top and shorts. He reached for her, caressed her cheek, and then lowered his mouth to hers. When Hank felt her delicate fingers brush through his hair and against his scalp, he had to calm himself down and remember she was bruised. She needed slow and slow he would do.
She ran her hands up under his shirt and as he pulled from her lips she helped him take it off. He reached for her tank top and cupped her breasts underneath them. She wore no bra. It felt so good to cup the large mounds and bring her pleasure. Her eyes closed and she tilted her head back. He looked at the bruises on her cheek bone, her lip, which was almost fully healed, and of course the scratch that disappeared over her breast. Hank lifted her tank top up and over her head and took in a deep breath. Anger filled his heart at the sight of finger marks and of course the scratch.
Adel brought his palm to her lips and kissed the inside of his hand.
“Take away his touch, Hank. Make me feel beautiful and loved.”
He lowered to his knees, taking a breast in his palm and then licking the tip of it. “You are beautiful. The most beautiful woman I have even known.”
“And loved, by the three of us.”
Hank had known his brothers arrived at the sound of the door opening and then closing and locking. They joined him now and immediately Will and Leo removed their shirts and took position next to Adel. They kissed her shoulders on either side. Will brushed her hair from her shoulder and kissed her cheek and whispered into her ear, but Hank could hear him.
“I love you, baby. Stop us if anything hurts.”
“It won’t hurt. You three would never hurt me. I know that now. I almost lost you.”
Hank released her breast and moved down her belly, scattering kisses against her skin. His brothers kissed her, feasted on her breasts, and aroused her body as he pushed her shorts and panties down.
He locked onto the bruises between her thighs and the one toward her groin. He froze. Thoughts that Bentley came that close to raping her made him sick with anger.
She ran her fingers through his hair.
“Please take it away. Help me, Hank. All of you please,” she begged and he saw the stray tear escape her eye.
“Get her onto the bed,” he told his brothers and Will lifted her up and gently lay her down on the bed. Hank fell between her thighs and caressed her ankles.
He looked at her then at the first set of bruises. He kissed right over them.
“He can never hurt you again. We’ll protect you always,” he said, and kissed every bruise while his brothers kissed the others along her ribs and then her breasts.
Her pussy creamed and he maneuvered a finger slowly, gently up into her cunt.
“Yesss,” she hissed and tilted her head back, widening her thighs, indicating she was okay and needed more.
He leaned down and licked where his finger stroked. She lifted her pelvis. “More, Hank. More. I want all of you. Please,” she begged as she reached up and held Will’s hair and tilted up to kiss him. Will met her lips and pulled her upward.