Their Virgin Concubine(44)

“Present her to me.” Talib commanded to his brothers as he disappeared behind those arches.

She pressed her lips together to hold in a gasp. Her stomach knotted. Present her?

Rafe moved to her front so they enveloped her. “Let us show our brother how beautiful you are.”

“He will be so crazy about you, habibti.” Kade’s erection brushed against her backside. “Trust us.”

She did trust them. They’d been nothing but kind to her. Sometimes she didn’t understand their customs, but she had come to care about them very much. She was in love with them. It was stupid to lie to herself. She might only have a few stolen days, a month at most before she had to return home and they got on with their royal lives. She wasn’t going to beg off now because she was afraid. “Just tell me what to do.”

Rafe touched his nose to hers. “Be your beautiful self, love.”

“Follow our lead. We’ll have the sheikh at your feet in no time at all.” Kade took her hand and led her down the hall.

She followed, her heart racing . There was no turning back now. She’d come so far. She had to see where this led.

Her heart threatened to burst out of her chest when she finally entered the room. Bedroom didn’t seem to cut it. It was a magnificent slice of the palace. With high ceilings and columns, the “bedroom” was larger than her parents’ entire house. An enormous, curtained bed dominated the space. The flowing curtains were tied back, and the bed had to have been custom made because she’d never seen one so big. It surely fit three or four people. Maybe five.

There was a sitting area just to the left of the bed. The room was lit with soft candles and a small buffet had been set to one side, complete with everything they could need for a romantic evening. Despite the beautiful nature of the room, the man sitting on the chaise was what really took her breath away.

Talib al Mussad, Sheikh of Bezakistan, reclined on a wide, plush lounger. He’d shed his confining clothes, and his body was laid out in all its glory. He looked up as she walked into the room, his eyes narrowing. He was built on bigger lines than his brothers, every inch of golden flesh muscled and toned. Her eyes caught on his erection, and she tried to avert her gaze. It was too intimate.

“No,” Rafe commanded, his voice going hard. “Do not turn away. Look at his cock. It’s for you, as mine is for you. As Kade’s is. You are woman enough for us all. Never think yourself anything less.”

She gulped and forced her gaze up. She wasn’t a girl anymore. She hadn’t been for a long time. The minute she’d taken responsibility for her sister, she’d left girlhood behind and become a woman. Sex didn’t make a woman. Responsibility, devotion, sacrifice. Those things already marked her, and she’d done a damn fine job. Rafe was right. She was woman enough for them.

Piper stared boldly at the sheikh. He was a gorgeous predator, every line of his body hard but graceful. And he was definitely interested in her. If she’d been worried he was just going along for his brothers’ sake, his erection put that idea out of her mind. His cock stood straight up, thick and long, reaching almost to his navel.

“I hope you like what you see. My brothers are right. This is for you.” He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking from base to bulb. Tal’s cock swelled, growing thicker and longer right before her eyes. “Now show me what belongs to me and mine.”

She started a bit as she felt a hand on her zipper.

Kade steadied her or she would have fallen. He righted her, holding her hand. “Don’t be afraid. Let us show him. This is tradition.”

“You traditionally show off naked women to your brother?” She sometimes didn’t understand this place. And she wondered just how much stuff they made up to get her to do things she otherwise never would.

Kade slowly dragged the zipper of her dress down, every inch a big step toward that moment when he and Rafe would unveil her. “Yes, we do. When brothers take a concubine, the younger ones present her to the eldest. She is a gift to be shared.”

“Concubine.” She knew the word. Mistress. Lover. It seemed so much heavier than girlfriend or momentary hookup.

“Yes, for now,” Rafe said. “Relax and let us show you off. We think you are beyond beautiful, Piper. Let us share this lovely view with Talib.”

The straps of her dress slipped over her shoulders as Kade finished unzipping the garment. She was suddenly grateful for all the spa treatments. Earlier in the day, they had buffed her skin to a dewy glow and taken care of those pesky extra hairs on her brow line. They’d also rid her of every single strand of hair below her neck. Sure, she’d screamed at the time, but now she could stand there with some small amount of confidence.