Their Love

Chapter 18

Rayna POV

I’ve made up my mind. I can’t safely do this. I’ll go to the club with Lu tomorrow and try to find me a dom who will teach me and I won’t end up shattered. Lu said they all know how to work a body, toys, gels rubs. I’ve read if you find the right one and are open with your wants and needs they work with you to find what you need to be satisfied. I want to feel that connection to someone.

I have a feeling These men can definitely satisfy me. I’ve not been self conscious for a while, I knew whoever I decided to sleep with would need to know I’m a virgin but for some reason I don’t want these three to know. They’re obviously experienced and know what they want. I have no clue. Hopefully going with Lu tomorrow will help me clear my head. I mean how do you tell a perfect stranger you want to be tied up and dominated.

Remembering my first encounter with Dante I wonder if they’re into that scene too. That would be convenient since they already get me drenched. But I feel like these men would ruin me. I know I’d enjoy my time with them though. My only hang ups are a woman already lives here; in the room they have me, and I’m embarrassed to tell them I’m still a virgin. I wasn’t really concerned with the fact before since I just never wanted to please somebody but with these men it’s a constant worry; and that’s after 1 day.

What if they realize I’ve got no experience and decide I’m not worth it, they can easily get someone they don’t have to teach everything to. I’m not shy or a prude by any means. If I’m curious about something I’ll ask Lu, Tony or Jacob. I’ve walked in on them all at some point. They like public stuff. I’ve watched porn and certain things catch my interest but nobody has till yesterday. Maybe one of them likes ropes. I guess I’ll take it moment by moment. They will need to know I’m a virgin at some point if I actually want to go through with this. God I’m so mixed up.

I need to speak with them. I can’t hide here the whole time . I get dressed in black leggings and a “disturbed” fitted woman tank I got from a concert and no shoes. I don’t bother to hide my tattoos. It’s comfortable in here and living with them, they will see it. My nose ring is a beautiful white gold rose Tony and Lu got me for my birthday. I love beauty and the beast. I put on the matching earrings and necklace. I put my normal rose gold tongue ring back in. This is my favorite set and I constantly wear it. My hair is braided back with silver hair jewelry. Tony calls me a warrior princess. Just the perfect mix of sweet and prissy, and I’ll f**k you up if you f**k with me. I head out of the room.

I find my way to the kitchen. Ryker is making chicken parm. I smile thinking about Lu trying to cook for Jacob’s birthday. It was horrible and Tony and I got food poisoning. I watch him for a while watching him he’s got dimples right above his fine ass. Watching all his muscles ripple as he moves and cooks gets me throbbing. I gently move in the seat I took by the counter, trying to ease the tension in my body. He hasn’t noticed me yet so I observe him. He is so sexy and in his element. I watch the way he moves how relaxed and confident he is.

After a few minutes he tenses and looks my way. He smirks “finally catch your breath, little warrior ?”

I tell him honestly “that was a little overwhelming.” I tell him shyly.”I’m not use to people in my space and I’ve never reacted to anyone like that. I don’t like it. It’s terrifying exciting and new.”

Ryker looks at me shocked “Most people would never admit that.”

“I’m not good at lying and I figure I didn’t hide it very well that I’m attracted to all of you. I’m not sure how to feel about that, but it doesn’t feel wrong.”

Ryker glances at me “We all want you,” he pauses and glances at me. “Since you’re being so open I will too.That instant attraction we felt and the tingling sensation when we touched has never happened to me before. I’m sure Dante told you what we want.” I nod “Your job is yours, you’ve worked hard to get where you are and none of us will stand in your way.” He tells me.

“Did you just make this job up to get me here?” Jacob’s words are ringing in my head. I’m confused and a little scared.

“After we eat we can sit and discuss everything, but we did talk about finding someone I just never wanted anyone in my space. You wanna help and make a salad?” I nodded.

I start on the salad and try focusing on that while he cooks. I asked him to toast some mustard and fennel seed. He just inclined his head to me With a smirk. I’m caught eye f*****g him and look away with a slight blush. His body is ridiculous and the tattoos as too the bad boy look. Focus on the salad you celery woman I tell myself.

He brings over mustard and fennel seeds toasted to perfection And noticed my tattoo. The feel of his hand encircling my wrist snd he holds my arm to look at the tattoo. I love them. Lion king is one “remember who you are” the other one for me overcoming all the obstacles in my life and coming out completely different and strong inside but still being beautiful and dangerous outside and dragonflies are a symbol of personal growth. It’s rose vines with thorns surrounding the blue amaryllis flower. The dragonflies are perched on the thorny vines. All three of my tattoos have a deep meaning for me and I love how Aksel got everything I wanted in these tattoos. “What flower is this?”

“Amaryllis” i say lowly watching him trace the design with his finger” it represents pride, strength and determination.”

Alistair walks in a moment later and examines my arm as well. At this point they’re both gently caressing my arm. Goosebumps erupt on my arm and my n*****s and core tighten. At this point I feel like I’m just gonna walk around wet.

“This is amazing Rayna, how many do you have?

“Three” I whisper. My third is a phoenix and a dragon intertwined around the tree of life with a purple lotus flower under it. Aksel blended the three so seamlessly they looked like one. The dragon and phoenix are on the opposite side of my arm piece covering my side and the whole left side of my back. The fire and smoke reach the top of my shoulder blades so he did intricate designs matching the style of the tree of like to blend the two tattoos. The flames gradually morph into watercolor through the design. It’s a pretty large tattoo. He also did all my piercings.

Alistair tells me “The artist deserves a raise, this is amazing work. Where’s the other one?”

Blushing, I wonder how it would feel if they caressed that tattoo the same way. I’m fantasizing about them all touching me when Dante came in and in no way breaks the tension. “You’ve got 3 tattoos, la mia fiorellina?” He asks me with a low rumble. Something about the way he says it sends shivers down my spine. I nod my head yes. “Words, fiorellina.”

“Yes, I have three tattoos.” I say to him. His hair is still wet from a shower, the long black strands messy and falling over his eyes. I’m getting caught up again and force myself back. “Dinner is starting to burn.” I say trying to change the subject. I need to take a breath. These men get are incredibly dangerous to me.