Free Fabric of Fate by N.J. Walters Page A

been a quitter. He had three days and he planned to make the most of them. Even if she left, he would know he had done everything in his power to make her stay. He would also have enough memories to last him a lifetime.
    He broke the kiss and glanced at Heroc. His brother was busy sucking and licking Audrey’s breasts. He knew his brother well and knew their thoughts would be similar. Only Heroc would have more hope than him. Such was his brother’s nature.
    Maybe between the two of them there was a chance she might stay. Slim, yes, but it existed.
    Audrey was breathless when Abrah ended his passionate kiss. She’d been kissed many times before in her life, but never anything like this. This was the kind of kiss you read about in romance novels, filled with unspoken emotion and unrequited passion.
    There was so much to consider, but thought was impossible with Heroc licking her distended nipple. He captured the nub between his teeth and gently tugged. Heat flooded her pussy and she arched her pelvis, wanting more.
    She didn’t know herself, not here, not now. Yes, she’d enjoyed sex over the years within the confines of her committed relationships, but this was something far out of the realm of her experience. This was passion at its deepest and most profound. She was filled with longings she didn’t even know she had. She wanted to be taken by them, swept away on a wave of desire until nothing else mattered.
    The staid businesswoman, the workaholic, the lonely woman didn’t exist in this dream. There was only Audrey the woman and the men she wanted.
    A low growl from her other side startled her. Abrah was watching her from beneath a heavy-lidded gaze, his green eyes filled with heat and passion. She swallowed hard. Could she satisfy such a man?
    Her ex-boyfriend had said more than once that she was cold in bed. Unresponsive. She preferred to think it was simply poor chemistry and his lack of patience but there was no denying she’d lost confidence in herself. There hadn’t been a man in her bed since.
    But this wasn’t real. This was a dream. She could be whatever she wanted, do whatever she wanted. This was her fantasy and it would be perfect.
    The thought gave her confidence enough to run her hands over Abrah’s wide chest. His abs were like steel, heavy muscles covered with taut skin. Oh my, he was the perfect male specimen. If she used him in an ad campaign he’d make the client a bundle. The thought made her smile.
    Heroc tugged on her breast again as if to remind her he was there. As if she could forget. Like his brother, there wasn’t a spare ounce of fat on his body. She brushed his long hair away from his face and he released her breast and smiled at her, flashing his pearly white teeth. She could easily get lost in his smile. It was open and warm. He didn’t want anything from her other than pleasure. He wasn’t trying to use her business contacts or take her job.
    “Touch me.”
    She couldn’t ignore Heroc’s plea and ran her hand over his shoulders and chest. He had a light smattering of chest hair that tapered to a thin line that ran down his stomach and disappeared beneath the covers.
    He was naked beneath the blankets. They all were.
    Suddenly, Audrey wanted to see more. She kicked the blankets away, no longer cold. The struggle in the storm was quickly becoming a dim memory, wiped away by the presence of these two incredible men. If anything she was hot, brought on by the sexual passion simmering inside her and the closeness of the two brothers.
    She almost swallowed her tongue when she got her first good look at Heroc. “Oh my.” She reached out tentatively and touched his cock. It twitched and she jerked her hand away.
    He captured her hand and brought it back to his shaft. “Touch me. Please.” His voice was hoarse with need and she was powerless to resist. She rubbed her thumb over the wide, plum-shaped head, marveling at the soft texture. Liquid seeped from the small slit and she