Free A Rose Between the Thornes by Raven McAllan

awkwardly kneeled on the bed. Neither man offered to help her, not that she had expected them to. This she suspected was part of her initiation.
    “Wish you me to face you or wish you to see my back?” There was no way she could phrase that differently.
    Nathaniel gave a bark of laughter. “Oh, soon I will wish to see more than your back, my love. Your arse will be uppermost in presenting my way to heaven. But for now, we are working according to Jasper’s diktats.” Sophia glanced across at Jasper who gave his twin an infinitesimal wink. If she had not been looking closely she would have missed it. So they were as attuned as she thought. A streak of arousal as sharp as any knife ran through her and she shivered. This was it, at last she was to find out if all the stories she had heard whispered throughout the ton about their activities and desires were true—or so she hoped.
    “Jasper?” she asked. “I await your pleasure.” Damn, again I do not think what all meanings my words may have. They of course did.
    “Oh, what a picture that paints,” Jasper said. “Are you willing to give yourself to us? To let us pleasure you, to treat you to all we know? It will be both a sweet and exciting loving, Rose. But once we have supped, I feel we will not be sated for many a night. Are you accepting of all this?”
    “You have twenty,” she snapped. Why could he just not touch her? Taste her juices and let her writhe beneath either one of their touches? “Though with my hands and legs bound so, I assume you do not want me to return the favor?”
    “Not yet, though I will loosen your legs. I wish to see you impaled on Nat, see you ride him. Make both of you hot, and ready for what comes next. So present your arse toward me and let me release your legs.”
    The thought of being spiked on Nathaniel’s throbbing prick made her juices gush. Sophia shuffled around to face Nat, and bend forward slightly to allow Jasper to reach her ties.
    The swat to her arse was as unexpected as it was sore. She yelped, as it was followed by another and then another. Tears came into her eyes and she struggled to sit upright. How dare he?
    Jasper’s hand caressed the burning flesh, and the pain became pleasure. Such exquisite gratification that when the next blow fell she panted, “Ah, yesss. Ah! Why?”
    “For this is us, Rose, this is part of our satisfaction. To see your arse redden, and see when the sting of pain becomes the sweet sting of ecstasy before we plunge into you. It’s what we desire to make us feel complete. If you do not agree, or wish us to stop, you need only say red and we will. If you are unsure, say orange, if you are happy and want more, then green is your response.”
    What? I have to remember color each time we are together?
    A harder swat spread molten lava through her as every inch of skin tingled.
    “Have you an answer, Rose?” Jasper’s finger teased her nether hole. In front of her, his eyes bright with anticipation, Nathaniel held her gaze.
    Somewhat awkwardly, Sophia leaned on her elbows, and bent ever forward to reach Nathaniel’s cock. With slow and, she hoped, sensual movements, she circled the tip with her tongue. His salty, musky, man-scent filled her senses. He groaned as his cock twitched its appreciation of her ministrations.
    “Ah, Rose, you had best say green, or I will die unfulfilled. If one short swirl of your tongue can bring such pleasure as it gave me, I have desperate need to experience what it will be like to be buried deep inside you.”
    She turned her head to look at Jasper and then back to Nat.
    The air was heavy with expectation as they waited for her answer.

Chapter Five
    The minx is teasing us.
    Jasper did his best to keep his emotions hidden and present an impassive face to her. With the insight he had of Nat, he knew his twin thought as he did. They would not hold her to the bet if their ideas were abhorrent to her. They had to be open and honest about what they desired. He