His gut clenched and he bit the inside of his cheek. Of course Max and Tazer told them, especially when they wondered why she ran off like she did.
“They did, baby. It makes us so angry that they did that to you.”
“And you still want me, even though I couldn’t fight them off? That I allowed a man like Skip to abuse me, trick me, and tie me to a bed? He sold me off in some deal, some contract. Me? A human being, a woman, and I could do nothing about it. I was restrained against my will. I couldn’t get free. I couldn’t no matter how hard I tried, Kenneth.”
“I know baby. It kills me to know they did that to you and how scared you must have been,” Sam said to her and placed her hand against his chest over his heart.
“I want to take all that away. Those memories of what they did, what they tried to do.”
“I don’t think you can. You don’t understand. You don’t know the nightmares I live with every night. How I feel them touching me, staring at my body like they were deciding where to strike first and how they would rape me and get off on it. Those dark, evil expressions and then the look on Blade’s face as he clicked open the switch blade and began to explore my body with the tip.”
“What?” Bender asked, and Kenneth gently caressed her skin. He was trying to infuse his touch into her skin. She looked at him.
“You would want me still, even with scars?” she asked as tears spilled from her eyes.
He felt sick and angry, so fucking pissed off it was hard not to reveal that upset in his eyes. She saw it and she looked away. He gripped her hips and gave them a squeeze.
“Look at me,” he demanded, and he knew his tone was harsh. He didn’t mean it to be but her reaction as she instantly looked back at him showed him she respected his command. That she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. She wasn’t struggling to get free. She was struggling to let go of the past and the pain and fear she felt.
“This is why you wouldn’t give into the desire and attraction between the four of us?”
“Don’t you like the way we make you feel when we touch you?” Sam asked, and he cupped her breast and glided his thumb back and forth over her nipple.
“Yes,” she whispered, and Kenneth felt her body shiver with need.
“And when we kiss you, don’t you want more? Don’t you want us to make love to you and become one?” Bender asked.
She nodded as another tear fell.
“Well then?” Kenneth asked.
“I stop you, because I don’t want you to see the scars Blade caused.”
“On your body?” Sam asked.
“Where?” Kenneth asked, and she looked back at him.
“Kenneth.”
“Where?” he asked.
She held his gaze.
“Under my breasts,” she whispered.
“You’ll let us see. We need to get this fear out of the way,” Sam said to her as he and Bender slowly unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way.
She looked so sexy. Her skin tan, soft, and free of any blemishes. He couldn’t help but to lick his lips at the sight of his brother’s fingers unclasping her bra, releasing her full round breasts. At first he didn’t see it but then he caught the sight of the faded red line on either side. Sam and Bender saw it, too, and both men looked at her as they each cupped a breast.
“You’re beautiful and perfect,” Bender told her then leaned forward and kissed her lips before he lifted her breast and kissed the scar there.
“Oh God, please, please don’t lie to me. I can’t take that. It hurts so badly to think you’re just saying that to me,” she said and she sniffled.
“No, baby. We don’t just say anything. You’ve known us for a while now. Do we ever just say shit to say it, or do we speak our minds?” Sam asked her, and she seemed to think about that a moment but then when she didn’t answer both men descended upon her breasts and feasted on them. He watched with adoration as Sam licked and teased her nipple on the right side and Bender licked and teased her nipple on the left side.
When Kenneth started to pull her skirt down, she froze again.
“Kenneth?”