Stacy
The bright sun is shining overhead. The afternoon light feels so good on my skin.
The estate is enormous, and there's more than ample outdoor space for us to wander. I've taken Kieran's proffered arm and I'm just happy to get out of that library.
I thought things were going to go down between him and Nolan and there would be no way for me, weighing only 115 pounds, to stop either of these men from demolishing each other. I am nothing compared to their weight and yet I love to imagine myself underneath, one, both, or all of the three hot brothers I've come to know.
They are all gorgeous and equally charming…and they all leave my pussy equally wet.
He's leading me to the beautifully manicured gardens, set after an English style. There are fountains, topiary, mazes, and secret gates leading to what look like enchanted places. I've only seen them from my window, the tower where I'm caged. I had no idea being within the actual gardens would feel so refreshing.
"It's nice out here."
"I figured you could use some air. God knows I needed it."
"Kieran," I venture. "Why on earth are you so mad at Nolan? He's your brother. It's a really sad sight to see."
He sighs like a heavy weight is upon his shoulders.
"It's not easy. Nolan and I used to be inseparable. We did everything together - hunting, fishing, hiking. We tackled the bar scene and have traveled the world. Then one day it's like he just turned his back on all of that, on me. It was honestly devastating."
I look at his sun-kissed face and wonder how a man this gorgeous could have a care in the world. Even without his father's fortune, I know he has enough money to set him up for life.
He just oozes that rich sex appeal. I'm sure he gets any woman he wants, and that he lives the high life with virtually everyone at his beck and call.
His life’s so different from mine.
I'm coming from a more modest family, and I'm doing everything in the world to protect my dad. I can't imagine fighting with my brothers like this. It would break my heart, and I guess my heart breaks a little for what's happening to this family that I have unwittingly become a part of…thought I couldn’t feel that for Percy, not with the cruel way he treats me.
But Carter, Kieran, and Nolan? They’ve all affected me in some way that I can’t shake the sadness I feel at their rivalry.
"Well, there has to be a reason. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would just turn his back like that. Something must've happened."
He looks at me with tenderness in his eyes.
"Might be. But don't you go worrying about this. Nolan separated from us, and he's been helping Percy. Everything he's doing prevents Carter and I from taking Percy down and from carrying out our father's wishes. Nolan is the only thing stopping us and that’s unforgivable."
"I guess I see your point. You care about your family, your dad."
He pulls me onto a little stone bench that's set within an unusually wild part of the garden. There are flowers everywhere and the scent of roses hangs in the air. It's so fragrant that I'd like to capture it in a bottle.
"Family is everything. If you don't have some sense of family, then you are lost. You have no purpose, no sense of direction." He kisses my hand and his eyes are sincere.
"The way I see it, John, my dad, built this empire for us all to stand on and it's just crumbling around us, even as we speak. It's terrible what they're doing to his memory."
I feel like for the first time ever I'm seeing who Kieran really is. He's not just a man of muscle with perfect abs—he's a genuine person with a real moral compass.
He seems like someone who will always take the high road and I admire that. Hearing him talk about family in that way, well…it makes me more attracted to him, if you can imagine that’s possible.
Now I don't just want him to fuck me. I want him to make love to me, and there's a huge difference there. One is just lust, while the other means that you expose your entire soul to the other person and there’s no holding back.
Kieran seems trustworthy, like he would keep my soul safe and never hurt me. That makes a warm feeling start to come over my body and I want nothing more than for him to take me as his own, to claim me right here in the garden.
I find myself rubbing his back and his arms.
I just want to get close to him.
"They've got you trapped. Aren’t you losing your mind?" he asks.
"I am...trapped," I say nothing more about it because I can't run the risk of Percy finding out that I told Kieran anything about his plan. "But at least I'm trapped with you."
He looks at me with those blue eyes that pierce my soul. They match the deeper shades of the ocean out my window.
"Stacy, I know you are technically Percy's wife, but I fucking want you so much."
I place my hand on his hardened cock and begin to rub it back and forth. The feeling gets me so wet, and I feel my eyes becoming wild, like that of a tigress.
"It's a good thing I'm feeling particularly slutty right now,” I whisper these words into his ear. “Why don't you come and get it?"
I run my tongue over my teeth, my pussy dripping with desire, and Kieran doesn't disappoint—he pulls me down into a bed of soft grass and wildflowers, and presses his lips on mine.