Taken by Two(23)

He sat silently for a long minute, his fingers tapping on my leg. “He’d wake me in the night suffocating me with my pillow, he’d hurt a puppy I loved and make me watch, shit like that. One day I’d finally had enough—he…he... I can’t even say it, Penny, I’m sorry.” Nate’s words were barely above a hoarse whisper, the shame of his past still shrouding him. “He went too far—I decided to tell my parents or just kill myself.”

Nate didn’t speak again, and eventually I asked, “What did you do?”

“I told my parents about it. They hauled Kyle into the room, right in front of me, and asked him about it. Of course the perfect student, everyone’s favorite relative, lied to them. And fuck, Penny, they believed that evil sack of shit! Over me, their own kid!”

“That I don’t get—”

“Well, Kyle was cruel but he wasn’t stupid. He’d made a game out of terrorizing me, and he’d set it up perfectly. Weeks before I approached my parents, he went to them with stories of how I was disturbed, saying all kinds of shit in my sleep, and making up crazy stories to him about how they abused me. So, when I sat across from them that day, to them it looked like what he’d said made sense. I didn’t learn that part until years later when my mom told me. I was sent to a therapist, and Kyle continued to bully me for another month before he moved back in with his mother.”

I shook my head, furious that the man I loved had to go through that.

“What happened to him? Please tell me he died in some horrific—”

“Nope. Reverend Kyle Curtis is married with four kids. He presides over the First Methodist Church in Wilson, North Carolina, our hometown.”

“Holy shit. Did he change at least? Was what he did to you just the twisted, immature antics of a troubled teenager?”

“No, he’s still a monster. His youngest daughter accused him of physical abuse four years ago—no one believed her. The good Reverend would never do such a thing. I actually went to the cops with her and her caseworker and told them my story—nothing ever happened. She eventually withdrew her claim—said she made it up.”

“Did your parents ever believe you then?”

“Well, yes, I think so. After the abuse accusation, I talked to my mom about it, and she was so sorry, Pen. She just sobbed and sobbed. But my dad…he didn’t want to hear about it—he said to leave the past in the past. It disgusts me.”

I wrapped my arms around him—I wanted to shield him from pain.

“So, I buried that, or tried to. I always did drugs a little to numb things—in high school we smoked weed, did uppers, that sort of thing. In college I did X like most of the people I knew, but I was never addicted. Then, sometime after I made my first million from the software company I started, a girlfriend introduced me to cocaine. Do you remember Brandy Roberts?”

“Oh, shit yes, I hated that bitch. We were all so jealous that she snagged you!”

“Well, she snagged me alright. The more coke I did, the more I wanted. I could work for days on the stuff… Anyway, later, while here at the compound I started learning MMA type fighting from Dean, one of the security guys here that works the gate for extra money at night. It filled some empty space inside of me—I still crave drugs when I let my demons roam, but through fighting I’ve found a better release. And, it soothes the wrongs of the past to know that I can kick anyone’s ass now, including guys twice my size like my fucked up Cousin Kyle.”

“Thanks for sharing all of that with me.” I kissed him on the cheek.

He leaned over and wiped the tears from my face. “I love you so much, Penny. You have no idea how much you’ve changed our lives. But, we have work to do. King Rex wants to see results when he gets back, and…he promised a reward if he likes what he sees.” With a wink, he stood up and pulled me from the bench.



I followed him back to the center of the lawn, the mood lighter as he began to explain the Six Pillars of Krav Maga. Nate went easy on me, but I did fairly well that afternoon as he taught me how to defend myself. “We’ll get you to the gym in the village to practice some as soon as you can be out in public again,” he said as he handed me a towel.

Rex was back from his outing and watching from the bench; we’d staged an intense demonstration of what I’d learned for him. “No way! Not that shitty, stinky gym full of freaky folks,” I said in response to his suggestion of fighting in town. Nate walked over and collapsed next to Rex as I dried off. “No, not there. There’s a workout gym that does Krav Maga courses and training match-ups. It’s run by Dean and his wife—safe and clean, I promise.”

“You taught her well,” Rex said to Nate, his hand floating down to rest on Nate’s knee.

“Can I get a shower?” I was hot and sweaty from the afternoon’s lesson.

Rex smiled at me as he stood from the bench.

“Yeah, and we’d love to join you, Princess,” he winked, “but can you wait a few minutes? I promised a reward. To the kitchen,” he said, gesturing for us to follow as he walked across the lawn toward the main house.



“Shit, it’s melted.” Rex was standing at the marble island in his kitchen, staring into a plain paper sack.

“You brought back ice cream?” I teased.

“Chocolate—the good stuff, too. Nate’s favorite.”

“Damn!” Nate walked up next to him and peered into the bag. “We can still make hot chocolate with it.”

“In this heat?” I was a Vegas girl—we didn’t do much hot chocolate where I was from.

“Colombian hot chocolate—chocolate caliente in Spanish—is the best in the world. We drink it year ‘round,” Nate explained, reaching into the bag and pulling out a bar of the mushy chocolate. “Add some cream and pure cane sugar to this, and it’ll be killer,” Nate said. “Did these bars come from the plantation?”

Rex nodded. “I brought it for you.” Rex was crestfallen, his hand on Nate’s back as Nate poked his index finger into the melted chocolate. “It’s delicious anyway. I’m going to eat it like this.” Rex poked his finger into the chocolate as Nate held it out to him, dipping in and sucking his long finger. “He makes the best chocolate—he sent beans too.”

I cleared my throat—they’d forgotten about me.

“Princess feels ignored,” Rex nudged Nate as they both looked at me. Rex walked over and took me in his arms. “I brought you something too—a bag of makeup, the good stuff. I forget what brand, but the local store ordered it from the States for me, it took a while but it’s in your bathroom. Forgiven?” His nose nudged against my pouty face.

“Yes, but I didn’t get any chocolate.” I pressed against Rex, shooting Nate a flirty wink as he walked toward us, the chocolate in his hand.

“Well,” Rex said, dipping his finger into the chocolate Nate held out, “I’ve heard that Nathaniel here doesn’t mind sharing.”

“Only with you two,” Nate scolded, scooping up more of the softened chocolate and spreading it playfully across Rex’s face.

I leaned in and licked the chocolate from Rex’s cheek, his growing erection grinding against me as Nate pulled in closer. “Here’s more,” Nate teased, coating Rex’s other cheek in chocolate. I moved in to lick Rex’s other cheek, but paused at the last second. “Well, it’s your chocolate…I think you should try it this way, it’s delicious.” Nate’s eyes danced at the new game, looking to Rex for permission. “It’s only fair,” Rex said, moving his right cheek toward Nate.

Nate’s eyes brimmed with lust as his tongue darted out, gingerly swiping across Rex’s chocolate-streaked skin. “Mm,” he moaned as his tongue stroked the cheek of the man he loved.

I reached up and unbuttoned Rex’s shirt, pulling it open to reveal his hard, muscled chest. Rex’s finger was still coated with the sticky chocolate, and with my hand around his, I slid the sweet candy across his left nipple. Without missing a beat, Nate lowered his worshipping tongue to lap at the chocolate on Rex’s nipple.

Rex took the chocolate bar, still melted in the wrapper, from Nate’s dangling left hand. Nate’s now free hand wrapped around Rex’s back, pulling their bodies close. As Nate licked his chest, Rex dipped his finger in the wrapper, and painted my lips with chocolate with the tip of his finger. Rex’s lips fell on mine, our kiss deepening as our three bodies merged into a tangle of sweet, indulgent sensuality.



Later, naked and coated in chocolate, we made our way into the shower in Nate’s bathroom. Both men lathered me up, their lips caressing me as four strong hands skated across my soapy skin. Once we were all chocolate-free, and horny as hell, Nate plunged into me from behind as Rex knelt down in front of me, his tireless tongue driving me to orgasm as Nate fucked me. When I couldn’t take anymore, Rex leaned back against the marble shower wall, watching as Nate exploded into me.

Without thinking, Nate reached over to Rex’s soapy cock and stroked it with his right hand. On my tiptoes, I reached up to kiss Rex as Nate’s skilled fingers brought him to climax.