CHAPTER SEVEN
Freya
I saw both brothers sitting on the couch and glared at Callin, wondering if he set it up this way. He smiled, and I heard Braden’s words before moving forward. I’d taken time for this, showering once I was back in my room and slipping into one of my best dresses. I left my feet bare and allowed my hair to dry in curls around my shoulders.
“I invited her.” Callin replied, and I watched as Braden shot him a quick look. “Sit down, Freya.”
I walked in and noted that there was some space between them. Was I brave enough to sit there? Something hummed in the room as I dropped into the soft sofa between the brothers, pressing my skirt over my legs. I remembered the surprising kiss with Braden but also the slow passion I’d shared with Callin. They were different, and I didn’t know who I wanted.
“Is this how we’re playing this?” Braden asked as lust washed through my veins. I would feel it without the kisses and I shivered.
“Is it a game, Freya?” Callin asked as I breathed in slowly. “I don’t think so. We had a nice chat today, Braden. I’d like to get to know her better.”
“This isn’t a game.” I spoke up and licked my lips. “I don’t know what I want right now but I do know that I can’t stay away.” I heard a click and watched as Callin locked the door. That gave me less of a chance of getting caught and fired.
We talked for a while and the pressure lessened in the room. I found that I could talk to both and they could do the same with me. We were at the third period of whatever game they were watching, and I glanced at the screen. It was hockey, making me smile weakly. Dad loved hockey. I remembered nights where he’d try to explain it to me and it never clicked.
“My dad liked hockey,” I said softly as they looked at me. Callin moved closer to me and stroked my hair as I looked down. I reached for Braden’s hand and felt their comfort in the room. “He was a good father. I tried so hard to understand this but never did.”
“He’s gone?” Braden asked as I nodded.
“A few years ago.” Callin moved his fingers to my neck and I let out a groan. “I’ve never spent any real time with any man. I had to help my Mama work, and I never had time. I guess I was attracted to some, but I always had something to worry about.”
“You’re a virgin?” Braden asked as I nodded. He squeezed my hand and leaned in to kiss my cheek as I closed my eyes. I turned my head as he pulled away, pressing my lips to his. Braden moaned and reached around to cup my cheek as Callin’s fingers tightened in my hair. The feel of Braden’s mouth and tongue on me soothed me as the slight pain of my hair being pulled made me aroused. I felt Braden tilt his head and deepen the kiss as my mouth followed his every movement.
I felt a hand slip around my waist and a warm body behind me. A hand slipped down between my legs and I groaned as he squeezed, and Braden nibbled on my lip. I was so turned on and I spread my legs as Braden kissed down my neck.
“Oh, god.” I whimpered as lips and teeth teased my sensitive skin and fingers traced the edge of my lace underwear. It was moving fast, but I wanted more. I dropped my head back and spread my legs as two hands stroked my soft thighs and wet pussy. One man was kissing my neck and the other my lips as I felt a hand sliding up my dress, cupping my breast. I’d been nervous about sleeping with one man but here I was letting two touch me.
What was I doing?
The air was thick with the scent of desire as hands stroked my bare skin. My nipples were hard, and I jerked as they were pinched and pulled. My underwear was off, and hands were stroking me as I rocked my hips up.
My job. My job. My job. I needed to think about that and not this lust taking me over. I cried out as a finger slid inside of me and closed my eyes as it pressed into my tight walls. It hurt, but I needed this and I felt it move deeper.
“Are you okay?” A voice asked me, and I opened my eyes to see Braden staring at me. I looked down my body to see his hand on my stomach as Callin thrust his finger inside of me.
“Yes.” I replied, watching as he kissed me. His lips were soft as he moved his hand down to stoke my clit, making the pressure inside of me threaten to burst. I moaned as he circled it, stroking the moisture around as Callin continued to fuck me with his long, thick finger. I cried out as I came, the sensation taking me over as I rocked into their hands. I dropped back, breathing heavily as I closed my eyes and relaxed. I didn’t have any intention of taking this further with them. I needed to process what was happening as it was.
“I’m so tired,” I murmured as I curled up into a ball.
“I hope so.” Callin said as I smiled. “You’re gorgeous when you come.”
I managed to make my way up to my room later after telling the guys good night. It was later than I would normally prefer to go to bed but I was feeling the adrenaline rushing through my body. I knew that my sleep would be restless thinking about it all. I didn’t want it to ruin my job, but I wanted my guys in my life as well. I wanted the best of both worlds and I needed to accept things if they ended. I couldn’t let that change things.
I woke up to my alarm and blinked in the dark. I shut it off, rolling to my side and sighing. I was still tired, but I also felt like I could make it through the day. I rose and rinsed the men off me, dressing in a clean uniform and braiding my hair. I added some gloss to my lips and hurried downstairs to pour a bigger cup of coffee. Helen smiled as I walked out and hurried up to the sewing room, glancing towards the bedrooms of Braden and Callin as I hit the second floor. It was quiet, and I knew that they were probably sleeping. We’d stayed up late last night.
I pushed my way into the room and set my coffee and phone down before looking around. I always had a plan in the morning. It helped me to stick to a schedule and not fall behind and always had. I knew that the garden party was in a couple of weeks and worked on the bodice of that dress for a while, using a solid purple. Quest Katherine was slim, and I made it to fit her tight around her chest with a bow that tied around her neck. The skirt would be done in a floral pattern that would swirl around her legs. I worked on stitching some pants that got torn in a fall in town, one in which everyone rushed to her side and took pictures. She had her security with her and they helped her, but Braden said it was a mess.
I still spent time with them. We worked around the queen’s schedule and usually did it at night. When I was finished working for the day, she left me alone. I was a very attentive employee and kept her trusting me. I did everything I could to please her and even worked a little harder on getting to know the staff. Some of them were very kind and welcomed me. I knew there were others that were certain that I was sleeping with the brothers as women had in the last. That was their thing.
I wasn’t sleeping with them yet. We spent time together touching and pushing the boundaries. I learned that I could come just from my nipples being played with. I knew that I was more likely to do so with my clit being touched. The guys learned my every need.
Braden was in my room one night as I hung my uniforms to dry over the shower. He came up here a lot to let me get ready for the night. We all worried about me screwing up on the job. I was sending Mama money as I could while still getting the things I needed. I went shopping in town with one of the girls in the kitchen one Sunday when I was caught up on work.
Violet drove me in her small car and we chatted on the way. She was a reserved brunette that was sweet once you got to know her. She opened up more as time went on. She was making me laugh as she told me how she messed up a cake one afternoon, leaving Helen to clean up. Helen was like a mom to everyone from what I was told. She was firm but caring and made everyone feel special unless she didn’t like your work ethic. In that case, she was as eager to find better help as the queen was. Helen had been with the family a long time.
We parked and walked down the streets, peeking into windows, and walking through a few shops. I had a good amount of money to spend on some new things. I was just raised to find a deal or a way to make something expensive on my own. I had picked out a new dress and some skirts in one cute shop that reminded me of my store with Mama. I was leading the way out when I noticed Callin and Braden standing at the door of a pub with a few girls. I paused and remembered Violet behind me. I moved down the sidewalk, looking at the bar without moving my head too much. One of the girls was leaning on Braden, slipping her arm through his as she said something close to his ear. The girl was a pretty blonde, and I felt jealousy prickling over my skin.
Callin was talking to the brunette by his side but not touching her. Neither of them noticed me and pain sliced through me. When it was just us, there was so much heat and connection between us that you could touch it. I was closer to giving myself to them each and every time we were together. Tonight, they didn’t even seem to notice I was across the street. I walked slowly, allowing Violet to join me as I tried fiercely to focus on the shop ahead of us.
We never discussed what we were. It had only been about a month of sneaking around the house. There was no going out or even being seen together in the house. How could I ask them not to see anyone else outside?
We got home after grabbing some dinner at a cute Italian place and I carried my bags upstairs. I had a small closet set up in the corner of the room and I hung everything up carefully. I couldn’t get the image of the woman hanging on Braden out of my mind and I jumped when I came out of my bathroom. Callin was sitting on my bed and I blinked.
“You scared me,” I told him as he grinned.
“I wanted to see you. We had plans with friends and couldn’t see you. Braden is still out.” Callin told me as I nodded silently. “What did you do?”
“I went out with Violet. She works in the kitchen.” I told him, not wanting to say where we were.
“That’s great. You’re making friends.” Callin stood and pulled me into his arms for a kiss, making me still.