Page 227 of Conquered
Ending the call, he bypasses a smug looking Willow to come up to me, hand cupping my jaw.
“I’m sorry I didn’t think of this,” he whispers, swallowing thickly. “I’d never willingly put you, or the baby, in danger.”
“I know, Ash. You weren’t to know what I’d need,” I tell him, my own hand palming his cheek, but I can see the regret and determination in the hard steel of his eyes.
“But I should know, and I will give you everything you need and more, my love,” he whispers back, brushing a light kiss against my lips that gives me all the shivers.
“I’m coming, too,” Loki says firmly, and I look to see he’s also stepped up to us. “I want to be there, and I don’t give a fuck how it looks.” Ash just nods, looking over at Kai, who lifts his chin.
“I assume Jax will want to be there as well,” he sighs, but not like he minds all that much. “Kai, email administration will you.”
“Right,” Willow pipes up, and I must admit I’d kinda forgotten that she was here.Worst friend ever. “Now that that’s sorted, go run my girl a bubble bath, give her something yummy to eat, then an early night.”
I love the way she bosses the guys around, and I love that when it comes to me, they all jump and do as she orders, Loki giving me a quick peck before heading into the bathroom, Kai coming over to do the same before heading to the kitchen.
“I’ll see you later, babe,” she tells me, nudging Ash out of the way so that she can give me a hug. “Let me know how it goes tomorrow, yeah?”
“Hashtag-obvs,” I chuckle, squeezing her back tightly. “Thanks, hun.”
“Always, boo,” she replies, planting another kiss on my cheek before sweeping out of the door. I am coming to love that girl.
“She’s growing on me,” Ash declares, taking my hand and leading me to the bathroom. I chuckle, moaning as the smell of my favourite lavender, marjoram, and geranium bubble bath fills the air.
Ash kneels down, undoing my Chucks and helping me to slip my feet out of them. I can hear Loki swirling the water around and know that he’ll be getting the perfect temperature for me. Ash starts to undress me, helping me out of my berry red Lucy and Yak dungarees, yellow cotton T-shirt, and lacy bra and french knicker set, until I stand before him naked.
“You are so beautiful, Princess,” he murmurs, his hand reaching out to trail across my stomach. I swear it flips at his touch, even though I know that there’s no way I’ll feel anything until at least twenty weeks.
My breath hitches, thinking he’ll continue south, but he just takes my hand in his and leads me to the bath, helping me climbinto the huge tub. He helps me to get settled, Loki placing a glass of cold water on the side by my head. They both turn, starting to head out of the door.
“‘O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?’”
I quote at their backs, and they pause, turning around slowly, a smug grin on Ash’s face.
“Did you just quote Shakespeare at me to get you off, Princess?” he asks, amusement clear in his tone, a wide grin pulling up his lush lips. I arch a brow at him, opening my legs in clear invitation.
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Loki comments, coming back into the room and walking around the bath, kneeling on the floor. “Want us to take care of all your needs, Pretty Girl?”
“Yes,” I reply, my voice breathy with sweet anticipation.
“Yes...what?” he teases, his hand dipping into the water, his fingers grazing my inner thigh and sending shooting stars straight to my core.
“Please,” I moan, fingers capturing my jaw and turning my face so that I’m staring into grey eyes instead of emerald.
“Good girl,” Ash praises, and my whole body flushes as he dips his head, placing his lips on mine.
His kiss is languid, a slow, torturous teasing of mouth and tongue that soon works me up into a frenzy of need, especially with the combination of Loki’s fingers swirling just around my clit but not quite touching it.
“Ash...Loki,” I beg, my voice a breathless whine, desperation clawing at my centre. “Please.”
“Seeing as you asked so nicely,” Loki replies, slamming two fingers inside me, the heel of his hand hitting my clit. My backarches out of the water, my hands grasping the slippery sides of the tub as pleasure explodes across my closed eyelids.
Ash holds my jaw firm in one hand, deepening the kiss, his tongue plunging into my mouth, somehow in time with Loki’s fingers. I feel a sharp tug on my exposed nipple, and I cry out into Ash’s mouth, but he doesn’t release me, swallowing my moans as he destroys me with his mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” Loki whispers in my ear, voice strained and low as he continues to fuck my pussy with his fingers. “Let us take real good care of you.”
My leg lifts, balancing my foot on the side of the tub so Loki can go deeper, hitting that sweet spot over and over again until I’m a writhing mess. Ash’s hand slips down from my jaw to the top of my neck, tightening his grip so that I’m struggling to take a full breath as he continues to dominate my mouth.
“Come for us, Pretty Girl,” Loki orders, adding a third finger just as Ash pinches my nipple hard.
