Undeniable Desires

Chapter Three

I am extremely sorry for my lack of updates in the last months. I have had a lot go one that has kept me away, one being a death in the family. All I can say is I'm sorry and I'll try my best to stay regular at updating. All of this is unedited so please look past the mistakes for now. Once the story is complete I will go back and fix everything. For now, I can't exactly make promise to when the next update will be, but I will tell you that I do have chapters four through six already outlined. Until then, thank you all so much and I hope you enjoy this next installment.

"Right then," Emmalee said softly, laying the blanket and pillows she gathered on the edge of the pull out sofa bed. It had only taken her a moment to gather the items and the time she was gone the boys had stri'pped down to their boxer briefs and stood bare in the middle of living room. "It's not much, but it'll have to do." She spoke with her head down, her cheeks burning with an intensity she had never felt before. She had never been this close to naked, for the most part, men before.

"It's brilliant, thank you."
"We really appreciate you putting up with us." Emmalee's head shot up as she felt warm arms encircle her. Her gaze immediately found Declan's as he made his way to follow Asher's lead. Sandwiched between the two men, a nervous laugh erupted from her lips as her face turned a furious red.

"Hey now," She giggled. "It's not a big deal. Now let me go."

The boys retreated as Emmalee began to gently swat at them, a playful smile plastered on each of their faces.
Taking a step back away from them, she took a deep breath that quickly caught in her throat as she took in the sight of them clad in only their boxers. Both were beautifully sculpted as if made out of marble, no doubt the aftermath of countless hours at the gym. They had perfect bodies to match their perfect faces. Only difference in the two men was that Declan was slightly taller and had a more defined muscle tone. That and he various tattoos starting from his collar bones leading down his arms.

A soft chuckle from Asher had Emmalee's head shooting up and eyes wide in embarrassment. She had practically been drooling over the two. Clearing her throat, she turned quickly towards the hallway. "Excuse me." She said softly.

Checking the door, which was apparently locked earlier, she leaned against it pressing her forehead against the cold wood and groaned internally as her stomach muscles clenched with need and heat pooled between her legs. She of all people had no business looking at those perfect men let alone lusting after them both like some common whore. She couldn't help the reaction of her body though and if anyone was to blame it was them. Emmalee once again questioned the attention they were giving her and wondered where this would go beyond tonight. Were they looking for some freaky one night stand? With a blush she shook her head and quickly reminded herself that she was the one, in fact, that had invited them to stay.
Not wanting them to come look for her, Emmalee pushed herself off the door and headed back to the living room to say goodnight. Taking a deep breath she stopped before them, keeping her eyes on the ground, and smiled. "I'll just be down the hall if you need anything." She said softly.

"Thanks again," Declan said softly.
Looking up, she caught his gaze and smiled. "Well, then," She said with a curt nod. "Goodnight then."

"Goodnight." They said in unison.
Without a glance behind her, Emmalee scurried off to her room and closed the door behind her with a soft click. Leaning against the door, she sighed, biting her bottom lip, as she tried to ignore the need that was growing quickly in the pit of her stomach. She never felt like this before, not towards anyone and she couldn't understand how two godlike men that were virtual strangers to her could make her feel this way. Oh, right, they were godlike and perfect in just about every way.
Taking a deep breath, she pushed her feelings of arousal away. There was no need to allow her hormones to get the best of her, especially when she knew it wouldn't get her anywhere in the first place. There was no way they would, or anyone for that matter, would want to share any kind of intimacy with her. With a silent sigh, Emmalee began to strip her clothing as she crossed her room. There was no point in dwelling, after all, it was late. Leaving her clothing scattered across the floor she gathered her night clothes from her bed and made her way to her dresser to get a pair of dry panties, her intense arousal soaking the pair she was currently wearing. Quickly changing she crawled into her bed and pulled the covers up to her shoulders, snuggling up and into her pillows. In that moment she couldn't help but wonder, what if the were into her? A soft giggle passed her lips and she closed her eyes. Well, that was just ridiculous, now wasn't it? What on earth would she do with two men?