98. The Talk!

98. The Talk!
Author's POV

Arabella threw her head back as Oliver's wet, passionate and deep kisses travelled from her cheek and jaw, igniting the dim spark again.

His hand slid on her wet body. Her hormones were on peak and she was already craving for her men's touch.

Oliver chuckled on her lips when she pulled him closer desperately.
"My kitten looks hungry!"
He placed her on the counter and stood between her thighs.

Arabella groaned at his teasing and pulled him in deep kiss again. Their mouths met again and tongues danced together.

She didn't even realised when he entered inside her and filled her up. She gasped only when he pulled her closer by thighs and her walls clenched around his hardness.

She was lost in him, his arms, his warmth. He was sliding into her soul with each thrust. Her moans echoed in the washroom.

Oliver was careful with her, he wasn't even using his full strength. He has never been so gentle with anyone.

Arabella gasped and bit on his shoulder when she finally orgasmed. She was already sensative so she was first to come undone. Oliver was still hard and would have taken time. He stopped and looked at her.
"You done, babe?"

Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. She nodded exhausted.

Oliver pulled out of her and she fell on his chest, he was still hard as rock. Arthur looked at his painful hardness but Oliver gestured him to keep quite.
Arthur nodded and scooped tired Arabella in his arms, she opened her eyes when Arthur sat inside the bathtub with her.

"Arthur?"
She looked at him confused, thinking where did Oliver go.

Oliver finished himself under the shower and returned back to them, he smiled looking at his beautiful girl.
He doesn't remember compromising for anyone or anything but this girl always makes him thinks selflessly.

He shook his head and chuckled at himself thinking how much he has changed.
He entered the bathtub and sat beside Arabella, now she was sitting between both of them.

She turned her head towards him and pouted.
"Sorry! I couldn't satisfy you."

He smiled and pecked her lips.
"Your presence is more than any satisfaction in this fucking world, kitten..."

She smiled as her stomach fluttered at his words. She placed their arms behind her and rested her head there.
"I am so lucky to have you."
She sighed in satisfaction.
"Do I torture you guys a lot?"

Brothers looked at each other and nodded at each other but shook their heads when she opened her eyes.
"No, babe!"

She narrowed her eyes.
"I saw you two having that mind conversation."

Oliver chuckled and ran his fingers through her wet hair.
"Of course you torture us... First you hid your true identity from us. Then you faked your death and when you came in front of us, you were completely different person... We were in agony. When we finally got you, your brother created an issues. We were always in a fear of loosing you..."

Arabella leaned on his chest sadly.
"I am sorry!"

Arthur played with her wet hair.
"Tell me one thing, Dove... Did you never thought about telling us your true identity at that time? We loved you, we would have understood your situation... Just once, you should have tried to talk to us."

Arabella smiled bitterly.
"I used to think about it, day and night... But I was new in your world, I had no idea how you would react and Rancho was the biggest threat. I didn't want to risk your life, and I was scared that you will hate me. I wanted you to remember me with love, not hate. But I didn't know that it will hurt you so much. I ruined years of your life."

Oliver shook his head.
"We were not the only one who were in pain, you were in agony too... We all have suffered and it's not hard to understand why you made that decision... We have no complaints."

She kissed his chest.
"Many times I thought of approaching you, telling you that I am alive but there were so many risks... I still feel guilty for playing with your emotions."

"Well, you didn't kill us and that shows that you were true with your feelings."
Arthur assured.
"By the way how many times did you try to kill us?"

She chuckled.
"To be honest, not even once... I was captivated by you two when our eyes met. In the beginning, I thought that this is what people call attraction but I was wrong, it was more than that... Yeah! I pulled that 'falling from the cliff' stunt but I knew that it won't work when you two are together to protect each other, it was just to show Rancho that I am doing something to kill you or else he would have send someone else."

"You are an amazing actor..."
Oliver laughed and teased her.
"Can you imagine, this girl was timid and shy at some point."
He asked Arthur.

Arabella slapped his chest.
"That's one of the skills they teach us... We have to be perfect in everything... Your mother also knows how to act, it's a different things that she never had to use her acting because she believed in direct killing..."

"Right! But you are good in acting. Why don't you try in movies?"
Arthur teased.

"Really? Okay, then I guess you don't have any problem when I romance with male actor."
Now she was teasing them.

"No!"
Both yelled in unison, making her laugh.

"I'll kill any other man who tries to touch you."
Oliver warned.

She chuckled.
"I know, Sir!"

"By the way, I heard that you had a chance to be Egon's bodyguard."
Arthur asked curiously.

"Yeah!"
She sighed.
"He selected me from many fighters but I didn't want to be his bodyguard... I was hiding from him and working with him would have ruined it. Emotions was the last thing I wanted in my life at that time and he was your enemy so it was obvious that he would have forced me to hurt you and I didn't want that so I somehow made him hear that I was emotionally involved with you two... My plan worked and he selected someone else as his bodyguard..."

"Smart!"
Oliver was impressed.
"Why were you hiding from him? You could have easily leave that hell hole, you are a princess. Egon would have helped you against Rancho."

"I didn't want to... If I wanted to go back then I would have done it long back but I hate the life which Egon is living... It's filled with politics and negativity... Not to forget that my own mother tried to kill me for power, that castel holds nothing but nightmares for me... I was not ready to become Bismarck again. That was never on my list."
She got up from the water and wrapped a towel around her body.

"Fair enough! But Egon loves you... He deserved to know about your identity."
Oliver got up too.

"I was at point where I had no trust on anyone and specially Egon who was famous as a psycho..."
She shook her head.
"I was wrong though, he really cares about me."

"Anyways, Everything is good now... I hope we only hear good news from now on."
Arthur wore his robe as all three of them walked out.

Oliver carried Arabella to bed, her eyes were already droopy. She fell in deep slumber as soon as she hit the bed.

Arthur was about to join them but then Garry knocked on the door.
"This late, Garry?"
Arthur opened the door for him.

Garry looked at Arabella who was sleeping in Oliver's arms.
"Rancho is counting his last breath... His last wish is, he wants to meet Arabella"

"What?"
Arthur frowned and looked at Arabella, not understanding why he wants to see her.