by Susan Hayes
He dropped the robe on the floor at the foot of the bed and joined Jess, stretching out beside her as he moved her to the middle of the bed and into his arms. Evan took his place on the other side of her and Jess sighed in contentment as she nestled between them.
“I’ve never felt this good before.” Jess lifted her arms and reached out to lay a hand on each of their stomachs. “All warm and sort of gooey.”
“We made her gooey, Rory. I’d say that was mission accomplished.” Evan chuckled from his side of the bed.
“Not quite yet,” Rory reminded him and Jess’s eyes widened just a little.
“Oh, right. I recall someone promising me something…new.” Jess’s plump lower lip disappeared between her teeth and Rory’s cock roared to life with a vengeance.
Rory and Evan had discussed it while they’d been in the bathroom cleaning up, and they already knew how this was going to play out. Rory could still recall Evan’s look of shock when Rory had told him that not only was their sweet Jess willing to try taking them both on at once, she was downright eager.
“You’re sure, sweetheart?” Evan asked, and Rory could already hear the lust in his blood-brother’s voice.
“I’m sure.” Jess turned her head and gave Evan the same sexy smile she’d given Rory earlier. “I’ve done this before.”
“What!” Rory and Evan both sat upright and stared down at her, and Evan’s jealous expression was a match for the emotion roiling in Rory’s stomach. There was no way she would have kept that from them, was there? Ugly feelings reared up and filled Rory with bitter envy.
Jess just looked at them in confusion, completely taken aback by their reaction. “What is it? What did I say that’s upset you?”
Rory leaned over her, his heart slamming against his ribs as he hovered just a few inches above her face, staring down into her wide, blue eyes. “Who were they? The ones you shared before you came to us?”
“What?” Jess frowned and then shook her head. “No! Never. Not like that. I just meant I had a boyfriend who liked anal. That’s what I meant!”
Rory felt the fury in him die down as he looked down at Jess and saw the worry in her eyes.
She whispered, “I’ve never been with two men, ever. Never loved anyone the way I love the two of you. I want to do this because it’s us, the three of us together.”
“Damn right it’s the three of us, and there won’t be anyone else for you, not ever. You’re ours, Jess.” Evan’s hand closed over her fingers where they touched his stomach. “I will share you with Rory because that’s the way it has to be, but I will never, ever share you with anyone else.”
Jess nodded. “And you two belong to me. I can’t be hurt by the women you had before me, shared or not. That was the past, but if you ever touch another woman again, I’ll never forgive you.”
Rory chuckled as his tension eased, and his laughter brought the others out of their distress as well. “And here I thought I was supposed to be the pushy, possessive one. You two are as bad as I am.” He stroked Jess’s cheek. “There will never be anyone else for us, I swear it.”
Jess nodded, but there was uncertainty in her eyes and Rory knew before she said a word that they were finally going to hear at least part of the reason she was so quick to close herself off.
“My father once made that vow to my mom. They were happy together, but one day it just wasn’t enough anymore, and he left. He married someone else and was busy celebrating his new wife while his former wife lay dying. She started fading the day he left, and not even my love could keep her here.” Jess looked at them both and there were tears in her eyes. “So how do I know that one day one of you won’t decide you want to forget the promise you made here tonight?”
“That’ll never happen, sweetheart.” It was Evan who spoke the words, but Rory hoped she understood they came from both of them.
“How can you be sure about that?” she asked, reaching up to wrap her soft fingers around Rory’s hand as he touched her face.
“It’s something else that you’ll have to take on faith for now,” Evan told her and Jess’s lower lip popped out into a faint pout.
“You two are asking for a lot of faith right now,” she muttered. “All right, then, until tomorrow, but then I want some answers. No, tomorrow night I want all the answers.”
Rory’s heart melted as he pictured a little girl with his dark hair and her mother’s ice-blue eyes using that pout against him one day and he leaned in to kiss Jess’s sweet mouth, teasing his tongue over her lower lip.
“Don’t pout, baby. It makes me crazy when you do that,” Rory whispered when he finally lifted his head.
“Nice going, hot shot. Now she knows how to make us both crazy!” Evan grumbled and playfully shoved Rory aside to kiss Jess as well.
As Rory watched Jess respond to Evan’s kiss, an idea started forming in his mind and he changed position so that he was down near Jess’s sexy little feet. While she was still distracted he lowered his head and ran the tip of his tongue along her pink-painted toenails, eliciting a soft squeal of surprise from Jess.
He lifted her foot in one hand, cradling her heel so that he could slowly nibble on each of her toes and working his way very slowly along the instep and up to her ankle. Rory could see that Evan was taking advantage of her distraction to advance his own agenda, and as Rory watched, Evan kissed his way down to her breasts and nuzzled at them through the filmy fabric that covered them.
Rory continued kissing his way higher, sampling the soft skin of her calf and then slowing down to tickle the back of her knee with his tongue. Jess giggled and parted her thighs wider, inviting him to move higher up her leg. Her scent filled his senses and Rory was nearly overcome by his need for the woman lying open and pliant beneath him. She smelled of citrus and vanilla and a subtle musk that called to him like no other woman ever had. He’d first scented her in the water that day they’d saved her from drowning, and the part of him that was more animal than man had known even then that she was meant for him, his mate. She was his and Evan’s, because that was the only way to keep her safe. After they were fully bonded, her life would be linked with theirs, and if they lost her, there would be no one else, ever.
Rory brushed his mouth over the soft, succulent flesh of her inner thigh and let the perfume of her arousal wash over him. Without realizing what he was doing, his kisses grew rougher, and he nipped her tender skin hard enough Jess yelped in surprise.
“Sorry, baby,” he apologized, already kissing her better.
Evan’s voice sounded in his head and Rory realized that the link between them was growing stronger, and that it had been ever since they’d pulled Jess out of the water. “Easy, bro. We can’t bind her to us without her knowing what that would mean. It wouldn’t be fair.”
“I didn’t mean to.” Rory sent the thought back, chagrined that he’d let his instincts rule his reason. Selkies hadn’t lived as animals for centuries, but still the instincts were there, just below the surface.
Forcing himself to be more patient than he wanted to, Rory brushed a final kiss to Jess’s thigh and then started the entire process with her other foot, nibbling on her toes until he was rewarded with a low, thrumming moan of pleasure. As he worked his way higher he let his eyes lift so that he could watch as Evan tugged the floating scraps of fabric off their mate, leaving her bared to their gazes.
As Rory drifted more kisses up Jess’s thigh she moaned again and Evan chuckled. “You should see the expression on her face, Rory. I think she’s getting impatient.”
Rory lifted his head and found himself staring into a pair of crystal-blue eyes that were nearly burning with need.
“I want to come and so far neither of you boys is getting the job done,” Jess complained, grinning at them both.
“Did you just call us boys?” Rory asked, meeting her gaze briefly before lifting his eyes to Evan’s and sending him a quick mental picture of what he wanted done.
“Uh oh, not a good idea, swee
theart. Now you’ve got him riled,” Evan chuckled as he reached for both of Jess’s hands and took them into his own. Rory watched as Evan slid himself in behind Jess, cradling her between his legs as he drew her back against his chest, his hands still holding her wrists as he crossed their joined arms across her body.
“Thank you, Ev. That will do nicely.” Rory lifted Jess’s legs over Evan’s so that she was spread-eagled on the bed, laid out like a feast for him to devour. Her eyes went round and her mouth popped open into an expression of surprise as Rory prowled his way up between her thighs. “You wanted to come, baby, and that’s just what you’re going to do.” He ran his finger down her gleaming, wet slit and then parted her labia so that she was completely exposed to his gaze. “You’ll come so hard you’re going to see stars, I promise.”
He heard the air whoosh out of her lungs as she tugged at Evan’s grip and realized she wasn’t going to be allowed to move.
“Spread her legs for me, Evan. I want to see her pretty pussy.”
Evan stretched his legs out farther, until the angle was just past the point it would be possible for Jess to be able to free herself.
Having her helpless and open like this was testing the limits of Rory’s control. His cock was harder than granite and he wanted nothing more than to cover her body with his and fuck her until she screamed his name. But that wasn’t going to happen, at least, not yet. First he had to remind their newly blossoming vixen who was in charge in the bedroom, and then…Rory’s balls tightened as he thought about what would happen next, when she was riding Evan’s dick as Rory took her from behind and they fucked her together.
That image was seared into his brain as he buried his head between her thighs and focused in on her clit. He nibbled, sucked, and lashed at the tiny cluster of nerves without mercy. He wanted to hear her beg him to let her come before he’d let her go over.
“Oh god! Rory!” Her words spurred him on and he felt her entire body go taut as she teetered on the edge of orgasm.
“I don’t think he’s quite ready to forgive you for calling us boys just yet,” Evan pointed out and Rory could hear the laughter and the lust in his blood-brother’s voice.
Rory plunged two fingers into her channel and was rewarded with another wild moan. Lifting his mouth just enough to form words he muttered, “Not even close.”
“I’m so screwed,” Jess whimpered as Rory’s mouth latched onto her clitoris again, drawing the hypersensitive flesh into his mouth. He shifted his hand and curved his fingers until the tips brushed over her G-spot and he felt her body spasm in response.
“Not yet you’re not, but I think you’re going to be, very soon,” Evan whispered.
Rory let himself get lost in the heady perfume of her arousal until her cream soaked his chin and his hand and dripped from her swollen pussy. He reveled in her body and the way she responded so quickly to every touch of his hand and mouth.
Only when she was completely mindless with pleasure did she finally say the words he’d been waiting for. “Please, Rory. Please let me come.”
Rory smiled as he took her to a new level of pleasure and let her come at last. As she came undone beneath him her cries of release were the sweetest music he had ever heard. Dazed, she lay panting in Evan’s arms as Rory moved up the bed to kiss her, letting her taste her own essence on his tongue.
“Remind me not to call you boys again,” she whispered breathlessly, her lips still moving against his. “At least not until I’ve had a month or two to recover.”
Chapter 15
The three of them stayed piled together in a blissful tangle for a while, until Jess’s breathing returned to normal and her limbs once again moved when she asked them to. She was sandwiched between her lovers, her arms around Rory’s shoulders and Evan’s arms draped atop of hers, holding them all together. She could feel both their erections pressed against her body, and she knew the minute she moved she was going to have one of her favorite fantasies come true. Well, it was a very recent fantasy, but that didn’t stop it from being one of her favorites.
She stroked the back of Rory’s neck and his head lifted immediately so that his dark-chocolate eyes met hers. “Hey, sexy,” Jess murmured as she ran her fingers over his lips and was gifted with a slow, sensuous smile that sent a fresh set of tingles down her limbs.
“You ready for us, baby?” Rory asked, lust sparking in his gaze.
“I want you both so much.” Jess turned her head so she could see Evan. “Make love to me, please?”
Both men groaned in agreement and Rory lifted himself up and to one side, sprawling his big body down one side of the bed as Jess and Evan untangled themselves. Still feeling the pleasant afterglow of her most recent orgasm, Jess gave Evan enough space to shift himself to the middle of the bed and stretch out on his back. As his blond head hit the pillows he patted his chest and winked at her.
“Come on up, sweetheart.”
Evan’s hands wrapped around her waist and half lifted her up and over his body so that she was straddling his hips. His cock was pinned along the seam of her pussy and as she leaned down to kiss him they both moaned when even that small movement pressed their bodies together.
“Need you,” she whispered into Evan’s mouth just as their lips met. His tongue mated with hers, stroking and thrusting as she rocked her hips and ground her clit against the hard shaft of his erection. Evan’s hands were still on her hips when she felt another hand slip between them, lining up Evan’s cock so that he could thrust up into her. Evan’s entire body shuddered as he drove himself high, hard, and deep and Rory withdrew his hand without comment. Instead he came around behind her and stroked his fingers over the curve of her ass and along the backs of her thighs. The contrast of Rory’s light touches and Evan’s powerful thrusts were making it hard for Jess to remember to breathe, never mind think.
“Just let it go,” Rory told her in a tone as gentle as his caresses. “You don’t need to do anything but let us love you.”
Evan groaned in agreement even as his hands tightened on her hips, guiding her into a slow, rocking rhythm that sent shimmering threads of bliss coursing through her core. Rory’s hands left her body and then she felt something cool and slick being poured onto her skin. Goose bumps washed up her back and then Rory’s hands were back, warming her as they traveled across the slickness and carried it down to the rosebud of her anus.
Evan’s constant give and take made it easy for her to relax as Rory’s fingers breeched her narrow opening, stretching her carefully as he introduced more of the lubricant. The initial burning quickly faded and Jess let herself be distracted by the pleasure of Evan’s cock stroking deep inside her pussy. Jess let her head drop to Evan’s chest as she rode him, forcing herself to relax even more as Rory stretched her even further as he penetrated her with a third finger. Bright pleasure and dark pain blended into one exquisite, overwhelming sensation and Jess moaned, clamping her inner walls around Evan’s cock.
“I think she’s ready,” Evan groaned as her body squeezed him tighter.
“Just breathe and trust me,” Rory told her and withdrew his fingers.
Jess felt more cool liquid being spread over her skin and then Rory moved up close enough that she could feel his thighs against hers. The head of his cock pressed up against her opening and she breathed out slowly as he pushed his way past the tight ring of muscle. Her vaginal muscles tightened up around Evan’s dick again and he stopped moving, letting her adjust to this new experience.
Rory eased himself inside with painstaking gentleness, going so slowly that Jess felt nothing more than minor discomfort. Finally she grew impatient and wriggled her hips, drawing a raw-sounding groan from both men.
“Baby, if you do that again I’m not going to be able to hold back,” Rory warned her.
“I don’t want you to hold back, I want both of you. It’s all right Rory. This is what I need.”
“Fuck!” Evan swore as she rocked her hips forward slightly, taking him deep
er. “I don’t know how long I can last, either. This is too good.”
Jess saw the look of adoration Evan was giving her and it warmed her soul.
“Now you’re truly ours,” Rory declared and let himself slide in the last inch, until he was completely buried inside her. “So tight!” he groaned and Jess tensed her body, feeling every inch of her two men as they filled her so fully she could barely breathe.
She wasn’t sure how they did it, but somehow her men moved in concert, Rory withdrawing slightly as Evan drove himself as deep as he could, and then Evan’s hips were pulling back as Rory moved to fill her. Back and forth they went and Jess could do nothing but hang on, her world so full of sensation and pleasure that she felt like she was drunk with it.
Soon her pussy began to clench and she knew she was on the verge of coming as her two lovers began to accelerate their pace. Groans and soft cries of need filled the air and she was no longer sure who was saying what. She was not sure of anything except the slow-blooming flower of passion that unfurled deep inside her and then carried her away on a wave of pleasure so deep she lost herself completely. Jess barely heard her men call her name as they both came within seconds of each other, jetting their hot streams of cum deep into her body.
Nearly senseless with pleasure Jess collapsed onto Evan’s broad chest and waited for the room to stop spinning around her.
“Fucking hell, that was incredible.” Evan’s arms came around her as he spoke, cradling her gently against his chest. “You okay, sweetheart?”
“Mmhmm,” Jess murmured. “Better than okay. So much better.”
She felt Rory brush his lips over her back and then he was carefully withdrawing from her body. “I love you,” was all Rory said as his weight shifted and she felt him leave the bed. She managed to lift her head enough to watch him walk to the bathroom, and it gave her more than a little satisfaction to see he wasn’t quite steady on his feet. Once she heard the sound of water running she turned back to Evan and grinned.
