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

smoothed it over the tip. Heroc groaned, every muscle in his body tensing. A sense of power flooded her. This large, gorgeous, muscular man wanted her touch. The very idea made her pussy spasm.
    Heroc bit the inside of his mouth to keep from coming. Audrey’s touch was soft and gentle, a featherlight brush of his cock head. He struggled to keep his body under his control when all he wanted to do was roll her on to her back and plunge his shaft deep into her hot cunt.
    Instead, he forced himself to remain still as she examined him at her leisure. She ran her fingers up and down his hard length, tracing the pulsing veins that ran from base to tip.
    He glanced over at Abrah, who was watching Audrey the same way a hawk watches his prey before lunging to capture it. There was no doubt in his mind his brother was as taken with Audrey as he was. Good. They would need the both of them working together to entice her to stay. Just because the tapestry had brought her here did not mean she was going to stay. History was filled with stories of potential tapestry brides who chose to return to their own time, leaving broken hearts and shattered dreams behind them.
    Audrey slipped her hand lower and squeezed his sac. He groaned, unable to hold back. The pleasure was too intense. Her eyes flew to his and he lightly touched her face, stilled stunned by her beauty. “I cannot help myself. Having your fingers on my cock is pure pleasure and temptation.”
    Abrah reached around her and cupped one of her breasts. Heroc thumbed Audrey’s pert nipple, which Abrah held up to him like some kind of offering. “Your breasts are firm and full, your nipples wonderfully responsive.”
    Her face flushed and her eyes lowered. Heroc was touched by the shy gesture and nudged her face up until she was peering right at him. “There is no right or wrong in this bed. There is only pleasure. Everything we do here is right.” He did not want her to regret their time together.
    She nodded and the corners of her mouth slowly lifted into a warm smile. It lit her face from within and he caught his breath as his heart skipped a beat.
    Audrey licked her lips and his cock jerked as he watched her tongue circling around. He wondered how those lips and that incredible mouth would feel wrapped around his shaft. He shuddered and took hold of his desire with an iron grip. If he was not careful he would spill his seed before it was time.
    “I want to touch you.” She glanced over her shoulder. “Both of you.” Heroc was delighted by her inquisitive nature, wanted her to become accustomed to their bodies. That would make it much easier for her to accept them both when they claimed her.
    He rolled onto his back and stacked his hands behind his head, feigning a nonchalance he did not feel. “I am all yours. Touch me however you want.”
    Abrah followed suit, lying back so they were both flat on the mattress. Audrey rolled to her knees. The firelight glistened against her pale flesh, casting her in a play of shadows and light. Her hair was almost dry and fell to just past her shoulders in a profusion of brown curls. He wanted to bury his face in the stuff and simply inhale her sweet scent.
    Her body was slender but her hips still curved outward. Her torso was too thin, her ribs almost visible. Heroc did not like to think of Audrey being ill. She sat back on her heels and rested her hands on her thighs and simply stared at them, first him and then Abrah. His cock flexed and he knew his brother must be having as difficult a time as he was maintaining control.
    Her breasts swayed as she bent forward and gripped his cock in her hand. The light shone on her enough to illuminate dark smudges on her torso, arms and legs. Bruises.
    What was he doing? She’d been hurt. She needed to be taken care of.
    Heroc wrapped his hand around her wrist. It was so slender his fingers were loose around her fragile bones. “You should be resting.” It killed him to say it but it was a matter