Kidnapped and Claimed(10)

“Why? I don’t understand. Wouldn’t it better to have us as your mates? We will protect you.”

“That’s what I am afraid of.”

“Of what?”

“I don’t want to see you hurt. You don’t know what you’re getting into if you keep me here.”

“Your hunters? You are in the safest place you will ever be, Elyra.”

I looked away. Ronen and Callarn didn’t understand my plight. I had to keep running just to stay alive.

“Elyra,” he whispered. “Are you afraid?”

“Of the Jakael hunters?”

“No, what I mean is, are you afraid to accept both of us as your mates?”

I didn’t know what to answer.

“We would never harm you, beloved.”

It was bizarre, but I believed him.

“We promise you only pleasure.”

The words brought shivers all over my body.

“Worship you forever.” He took my hand and kissed it and brought it down to his chest. I could feel his heart thundering fast. “Can you feel I want you so much?”

He pressed my hand lower, past his belly, and down to his impressive bulge. My heart beat faster. His hardness was undeniable. “Can you feel me?”

I wanted to answer him, but my breath strangled in my throat. I nodded instead.

“I need you. And Ronen needs you as much as I do.”

I closed my eyes as he squeezed my hand on his erection. He kissed me again. This time it was soft. Gentle. I felt as if I was floating on clouds. He nipped my lower lip. His tongue worked its way into my mouth. Swept the roof of my mouth, tasting everything. Savoring everything I had to offer.

Somehow, he soothed me. Comforted me.

I squeezed him harder than I intended. He became harder than stone. His cock seemed constricted underneath his breeches.

I tore my mouth from him. I had to feel him in the flesh. I had to. “Can I?” I ventured.

“Of course.”

He loosened his belt and shoved down his breeches. A heartbeat later, his cock was in my hand. Hot and pulsing. I marveled at his virility.

“Can you feel me? I need you so much.”

“Callarn…”

“Accept us and let us be a part of you.”

I closed my eyes. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t take the chance.

Callarn removed my hand from his cock without warning. My eyes flew wide. He pushed me to lean on my side and scooped himself behind me. He pulled me deeper into his embrace. His head rested on the nape of my neck and nuzzled me. “I want to show you how much I want you.”

He shoved my pareo up to my waist and felt the curve of my ass. He pushed my thigh up. His cock brushed against my cunt. I gasped.

“I know you want me too, Elyra.”

I whimpered. I couldn’t deny it. I was wet from his kiss. His touches. His lust.

He licked the shell of my ear and stopped at my pointed peak. He sucked it gently, making me moan. I had never known that my ears could be so sensitive.

His erection rested along my sex. He didn’t penetrate me. I wished he would. The length of his shaft brushed my slicked folds. My needy aches began to throb. He positioned my leg in such way that his cock was trapped at the juncture of my thighs.

He moved in mocking thrusts, grinding his shaft on my cunt. I marveled at the sensation. Too good, it had to be a sin.

Callarn frenzied. Pleasure jolted a thousandfold. I looked down and witnessed that magnificent shaft appear and disappear under my mound. He was hard and long and slick. I moistened him with my juice. He became slicker, steel sheathed in velvet.

“Can you feel me, sweet thing?” he whispered again. He thrust. “I need you.” He pulled. “We would never harm you. Only pleasure.” He went faster and faster. “Treasure you.”

I began to pant.

“I want you, Elyra.”

His word echoed in my mind as I swam in ecstasy. My body went rigid as a sudden climax claimed my being. Callarn thrust and thrust until he jerked hard, climaxing too. Warm liquid seeped onto my thigh.

Callarn breathed hard. “Imagine this…this pleasure…all of this will magnify by thousandfolds when we mate properly.”

I swallowed hard. Callarn’s promise was so sweet. I wanted him. I wanted both of them. But deep inside, I knew I couldn’t.





Chapter Four


Callarn was still sleeping when I woke up. The day was dark, not yet dawn. I writhed, deciding not to make much commotion. I didn’t want to wake him up yet. I enjoyed being deep in his loving embrace. I had never experienced such peace as I did now. I was content. If Ronen were present, I would be loved wholly. How wondrous would that be?

My thoughts drifted to my brother, Erodan. He must be furious beyond words with my defiance. My half-brother was an elf with an ambition. He wanted to rule the clan unchallenged. I was a thorn in his side. As long as I remained alive, he must share his authority of governing the clan with me. He loathed me for that. By my birthright, I was to succeed my lord father. Even though Erodan was older than me, he was born from a consort. A consort-born didn’t have the same rights as a true-born.