A Rose Between the Thornes by Raven McAllan Page B

leave you alone?” Jasper seemed surprised she had even asked. “Whilst we are together, we are as one, Rose. You will be between us. If you are absent then of course Nat and I will not be together, we have no inclinations in that direction. But be it one of us fucking you or both of us, your place is between us.”
    “Now you know why we insist on your beautiful given name, it compliments and fits perfectly what you are.” Nathaniel spoke as Jasper walked across the room.
    Sophia had no idea what he meant, and no time to fathom it out. With each step Jasper took she experienced the soft brush of his body against her. To her amazement, the hairs on her arms stood on end, and her quim signified its approval by filling with her juices. Sore in a pleasurable way, and replete, it seemed her body thought otherwise. She gasped as her nipples chafed against him. Stings of pleasure darted down her body.
    Jasper stood her by the bath, and with a deftness that surprised her, caught up her hair and pinned it high on her head. He gave her a swift kiss that made her body tingle. Sophia swayed toward him, ready to beg for more.
    Jasper grinned. “Later,” he said, promise and triumph in his voice, as he once more lifted her into his arms. Then he lowered her into the warm, soothing water. Sophia sighed with pleasure as it lapped around her. She slid deeper until it covered her breasts and her head rested on the rim of the bath.
    “Relax, Rose, and I’ll be back soon to help you. First I must tend to other things.” He gestured in the direction of the room they had left. She nodded.
    For a few moments, Sophia let the water caress her body as she rested there with her eyes closed. The enormity of all that had happened began to sink in. She had enjoyed ever second, every nuance of their lovemaking. If both of the men had entered the room and demanded they start all over, her compliance was assured. She replayed the sensations of both Thornes embedded in her, her body trembled and her hand crept towards her quim. As she feathered the curls there, Sophia stopped, aghast at the thought that had crossed her mind. I am thinking that to touch myself is disloyal if my lovers are not here to watch? Now I am worried. All I can remember is the sensation of them in me, surrounding me and making me aware, alive, and a loved and wanted woman. In that instant, Sophia knew she needed to get away, to be alone and think very carefully about her future. Their future. With rapid stealth, she got out of the water and began to towel herself.

Chapter Six
    “I feel fine,” Nat insisted as Jasper unwrapped the bandage on his arm. “Not up to dueling or cheating at cards, but fucking fit.”
    Jasper laughed at him, and Nat saw the flecks in his twin’s eyes brighten and flicker.
    “Seriously, Jas, you know as well as I, a little blood goes a long way. It suited us to let our lady assume ‘twas perhaps worse than it is, and the results more than suited us. Never could I have dreamed how perfect she complimented us and our ideals. To feel her sandwiched between us, and to know both our cocks and bodies were servicing her, and receiving the same treatment makes me hard just thinking about it.” He looked down his body, to where his prick was stirring. Even the memory of her as she walked across the room in naked splendor hardened him.
    “True, but I will not push her, Nat,” Jasper said, his voice solemn, his face somber “She means more to us than to coerce her, or demand of her what she is not truly willing to give us. I would rather wait for months and woo her, than push for an answer and lose her. If she comes to us freely, we will all have everything we could ever need or desire. Tonight showed us a little of our nirvana. I do not wish to spoil our chances of enjoying that experience once more.”
    Nat nodded as he pondered his brother’s words. They were wise, and must be heeded. “So,” he asked. “What next?” He flexed his injured arm,