Panther's Pride [Black Panthers 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Leah Brooke

  She loved the hunger in his voice, the need in his eyes. It probably would have frightened her if not for his tenderness, and that despite his obvious arousal, his first concern was for her. Fisting her hands in his long hair, she leaned forward, brushing her lips against his. “I might have been a virgin, but I know enough about sex to know that it can get rough, but it can also be slow and tender.”

  Her thoughts went back to the way Joe had taken her.

  He’d been magnificently gentle with her, his body trembling against hers the way Leland’s did now. He could have been rougher with her, but even when she’d begged him to take her harder, he still held back.

  It had apparently cost him quite a bit to do that, but he’d done it anyway.

  He did care about her.

  Suddenly anxious to see him again, she squirmed against the fingers at her slit, gasping when her movements took Leland’s fingertip inside.

  Lifting her head, she stared up at him, stunned by the need and frustration in his eyes. “Leland?”

  Leland cursed and adjusted his hold. “That’s enough. Let’s get you out of here.” Leaning forward, he turned off the water and shoved the shower curtain aside.

  “No.” Glenna cupped his cheeks, turning his face back to hers. “Please don’t stop.”

  Rewarded by the flash of frustration and yearning in his eyes, she pressed her advantage, leaning forward to touch her lips to his. “I want you so much. You made me believe this was possible.” Lifting her head, she stared into eyes glittering with hunger, humbled that she could have such a strong effect on him. “Or, don’t you want me now? Are you turned off because Joe took me? Because I’m no longer a virgin? If you don’t want to be my lover, it’s best that you leave now.”

  Leland’s eyes narrowed. “Why?”

  “Because I want you too much.” Touching her lips to his again, she toyed with his bottom lip. “I need to feel you inside me. I need to know what it feels like when you take me. I need—oh!”

  Her breath hitched, her hands tightening on him as he lifted her slightly and eased her down, the head of his cock so hard and hot as it entered her. “Oh, God. Leland.” Moving against him, she tried to lean back to take him deeper, but his hold tightened.

  “No.” His expression hardened, the hand on her bottom firming. To her surprise, he sat on the edge of the tub, his eyes narrowed and steady on hers. “You make it damned near impossible to resist you.”

  Nothing he could have said would have made her feel better. “Good. Please, Leland—”

  “No.” With his hands at her waist, he eased her away from him, watching her face as he slowly lowered her onto his cock. “We’re doing this my way. Nice and slow so that I don’t hurt you.”

  His voice took on a raw harshness as if he’d swallowed glass. “Jesus, I can’t believe how good you feel. My fucking cock’s tingling, for God’s sake! Hell, baby. Please just be still. So fucking good.”

  Fascinated by the tortured look on his face and thrilled at the feel of his cock moving inside her, Glenna gripped his shoulders—something solid and secure to hold on to.

  Her slick juices lubricated his way, allowing her to take him deeper and deeper with each slow stroke.

  “Yes. Oh, Leland. It feels so good.”

  “Fuck. Yes.” His eyes narrowed to slits as he moved her on his cock, his breathing harsh. “I want to pound into you. Hell, the way your pussy’s clenching on me is driving me crazy.”

  Using her thighs, she tried to move faster, but his powerful hands on her waist didn’t allow it. “Lelaaaand!”

  “Easy, baby. Nice and slow. Christ, I could eat you alive. It’s like you were made for me.” Leland’s voice, deeper and harsher than ever, rippled over her skin. “I want to fuck you hard and fast, so hard and fast that it drives us both crazy.”

  She moaned at the answering sensation in her pussy, the surge of heat driving her relentlessly toward the edge. “Yes. Do it.” Her body trembled, the pleasure building fast, the friction against her inner walls and the feel of his hard body around hers overloading her senses.

  “He can’t.” Joe’s voice startled her, the jolt of desire at seeing him cross the room naked nearly sending her over. He knelt naked next to the tub, sparing a glance at Leland. “Easy. It’s nearly impossible to hold back, but you can’t hurt her.”

  Struck by the tenderness and apology in his eyes, Glenna fisted her hand tighter on Leland’s shoulder, thrilling at the feel of thick muscle bunching beneath her fingers. “I’m so close. Please. It feels so good.” She tried to buck on Leland’s lap, stunned when he threw his head back and growled.

  The harsh sound inflamed her, the combination of the barely leashed violence in Leland’s hold and the gentle slide of Joe’s hands over her skin sending her senses soaring.

  “I’m gonna come. I can’t hold back.” Leland’s hands tightened as he began to move faster, his cock so hard and hot as it filled her again and again.

  Joe ran a hand over her hair, his eyes gleaming with affection and indulgence. “Yeah, I know what that feels like. Fire and sweetness rolled together. You want to fuck the passionate side of her senseless, but the fear of hurting her wants to keep the sweet side of her safe from our own hungers.”

  Bending her slightly back, Leland slid a hand up to cradle the back of her neck, the fingers of his other hand splayed wide on her bottom. “Look at her.” Moving her on his cock, he groaned and pressed his finger against her puckered opening. “Christ, I’ve never wanted like this.” His big body shook. “Don’t let me hurt her.”

  The feel of his finger against her opening awakened a sexual awareness there so intense that it made her dizzy. She tightened against him even as her bottom sizzled with awareness and the need for him to push his finger into her. The pleasure kept building, making her wild for the release that remained just out of reach. Recognizing the tingling sensation now, she bucked against him. “So good. Oh, God. I’m gonna come!”

  Closing her eyes, she held on to Leland’s forearms, her toes curling at the pressure building inside her. The feel of a rough hand sliding gently over her breast forced a cry from her, the sharp jolt of heat to her pussy and clit pushing her over the edge.

  “Oh! Yes!” Her body bowed as the waves of pure bliss washed over her, the heat at her slit seeming to explode and spread in a firestorm of sensation. Dimly aware of Leland’s fierce growl, she thrilled at the way his hands tightened on her and he threw his head back, his eyes closed in ecstasy.

  With a groan, he held himself still, cursing as his cock pulsed inside her. “Fuck.”

  Joe leaned forward, running a hand through her hair. “Succinct, Leland, but probably not what she wants to hear.” His tender smile waited for her when she opened her eyes. “But then again, I didn’t give her what she needed either. She shocked the hell out of me and I didn’t handle it very well.”

  “Hmm.” Glenna allowed Leland to gather her close, too lethargic to do more than drop her head on his shoulder as she looked at Joe. “I didn’t do anything to shock you.” Her words came out slurred, as if she’d been drinking. She felt drunk—dizzy and lethargic with bubbles of giddiness dancing through her veins.

  Running his hand up and down her back, Joe smiled again. “You underestimate the effect you had on me, and probably on Leland.”

  Leland groaned and got to his feet, still holding her. “She started squirming all over me, touching me when I was fighting not to take her, and I ended up taking her without a condom.” Lifting his head, he leaned back to stare down at her. “I’ve never taken a woman without a condom before, and I want you to know that I’m safe.”

  Joe blew out a breath. “Probably a good time to tell you that when I took you, the condom broke. I’m safe from disease, too, but there’s a chance you may be pregnant.”

  The thought of having a baby with either one of them filled Glenna with a warm feeling that she didn’t want to examine too closely. “I’m not worried.” She gasped at the feel of Le
land’s cock jumping inside her, stilling when he cursed and got that tortured look on his face again.

  “Fuck!” Lifting her from his cock, Leland set her on her feet in front of him. Although his expression tightened, he kept his hands on her waist to steady her. “I’m already getting hard again.”

  The hunger and anger at himself added a hard edge to his tone, reminding her of the way Joe’s voice had been right after he took her. “Fuck!” Turning her over to Joe, he spun to face away from her, fisting his hands on the shower wall, his entire body tense and trembling. “Get her out of here, Joe. Now!”

  With a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, Joe swept her off her feet. “I’ve got her. Now you know what I went through.” Holding her high against his chest, he turned away from Leland, crossing to the door in quick, graceful strides. “Let’s go into the other bathroom so I can take care of that pussy before I tuck you into bed. A warm bath should feel good.”

  Only a few minutes later, Glenna found herself reclining in a warm tub of water and looking up at Joe. “I don’t understand. Did I do something wrong?”

  Kneeling beside the tub, Joe sighed and reached under the surface of the water, spreading her thighs. “Let the water soothe you.” Drying his hands, he sighed again. “Let me see if I can explain this without sounding crazy.”

  Suddenly feeling very vulnerable, Glenna sat up, wrapping her arms around her breasts.

  Running a finger up and down her shin, Joe shrugged. “I like sex.”

  Frowning, Glenna pulled away from him. “Most men do, don’t they?”

  Inclining his head, Joe smiled. “I guess. But, I love sex. Raw. Hot. Sweaty.” His eyes sharpened on hers as though judging her reaction. “I like things that would make you blush. I have sex in ways that would scare you. But, I have never—ever—wanted a woman as much as I want you. I mean, I want you so much that my cock aches every time I think about you. Being inside you was more than I bargained for. Being inside you was like nothing I’ve ever known. More incredible than I could have imagined.”

  Intrigued, Glenna leaned forward, propping an elbow in the edge of the tub. “Why? What do you mean? Doesn’t it always feel the same?” She didn’t want to think about either him or Leland with another woman, but she couldn’t help asking.

  “No.” Joe slid the fingers of one hand up and down her arm, while the other hand closed on her knee. “It doesn’t, but with you, it was nothing short of amazing. It felt like I was right where I was supposed to be. It was the most erotic experience of my life. I wanted you badly—so badly that I was very afraid of hurting you—sort of the way Leland was a few minutes ago. You stirred up a hunger that made me want to do things to you that you’re not ready for—things that would scare the hell out of you—or even hurt you. It shook me.”

  His lips twitched. “It more than shook me. It scared the hell out of me.” Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips, pausing to frown down at her fingers. “You brought out a side of me that I’m not exactly comfortable with, a side I’ve never had trouble hiding before.”

  He glanced up at him, his eyes shuttered. “A primitive side that becomes a little overwhelming.” Shrugging again, he looked away. “I don’t want to hurt you or scare you.”

  “Good.” Glenna blinked, reaching out to touch his arm. “I liked it. You make me feel very desired. Very sexy.”

  Chuckling softly, Joe kissed her hand again and got to his feet. “It could get raw, hot, and more than a little kinky.”

  Remembering the way it felt when Leland had touched his finger to her puckered opening, and the thrill that had gone through her at their obvious struggle with control, Glenna smiled and placed her hand in his outstretched one. “You know damned well that I don’t have any experience in whatever kinky things you’re talking about, but what makes you so sure that I won’t like them?”

  She stepped out of the tub, and still wet and naked, flattened her hands on his chest. “I hate that you feel you have to hold back part of yourself with me.”

  Bending his head, Joe touched his lips to hers, pausing to run a hand over her wet bottom before wrapping the towel around her. “You were a virgin, my love.” He ran the towel over her, pulling her close. “I think it would be better to ease into something a little more…daring. Now, stop wiggling and trying to entice me. You’ve had enough for tonight.”

  Glenna didn’t realize how lethargic she’d become until she climbed into her bed and Joe settled next to her. With her head pillowed on his shoulder, she flattened a hand on his chest. “Is Leland coming back?”

  “Hmm.” The drowsiness in Joe’s deep voice made her smile. “I’m sure he will as soon as he settles down again. He’s doesn’t want to scare you.”

  “Which is why you left after you made love to me?” Lulled by the hand he ran up and down her back, Glenna found she had trouble keeping her eyes open.

  “Exactly.”

  Curled against him, and warm despite the air-conditioning, she struggled to stay awake, not wanting to miss Leland’s return. “Do you think this is something that’s going to happen every time?”

  Chuckling, Joe kissed her hair. “I sure as hell hope not. With you—who the hell knows? Just remember that I might have to rush out to get a grip on myself.”

  Smiling when he caught her fingers in his big hand to stop their downward progress, she turned her head to press her lips against his chest. “I wish you would stay with me. I could hold you.”

  Joe stiffened. “I can’t.” Blowing out a breath, he rubbed her arm as if in apology. “I can’t explain it—but I just can’t.”

  Frowning, she opened her eyes and turned her head to look up at him. “If it happens again, I’ll try to hold on to you, but I’m too tired and feel too good to argue about it tonight.”

  He smiled, a flash of white. “I think I like you this way. Soft and pliable.”

  “I think the word you’re looking for is mush.” She jolted when the bed shifted, and a warm, firm heat wrapped around her from behind.

  “I wouldn’t say that.” Leland’s warm breath brushed over her ear, his deep voice sending a shiver of delight through her. “You don’t feel like mush at all. You feel like soft, warm woman.” He pressed his face against her neck, inhaling deeply. “I love the scent of you. The feel of you.”

  Wrapped in his arms and surrounded by the strength and warm bodies of her lovers, Glenna wondered what it would be liked to be loved by both of them.

  Warmed even more at the thought, she sighed and snuggled against Joe, careful to avoid the word love. “It would be nice if you liked me, too.”

  Joe’s arm tightened around her. “We like you. Too much. That’s the problem.” He reached over to turn off the light. “Go to sleep.”

  “You’re spending the night?” Thankful that he couldn’t see her smile, she carefully kept her voice low and even.

  Leland settled an arm around her waist. “Of course, we’re spending the night. You couldn’t pry me out of this bed with a crow bar.”

  Joe covered the hand on his chest with his. “Maybe tonight I’ll be able to get some sleep. I haven’t slept at all since I met you.”

  “Not a fucking minute of sleep.” Leland’s hand moved over her belly. “I spent all last night aroused and thinking of you. Now, go to sleep, baby.”

  She couldn’t have opened her eyes if she’d wanted to. “I’ve never slept with anyone before.”

  “We know that.” Joe kissed her hair again. “You’re getting loopy, baby. If you’d slept with someone else, you wouldn’t have been a virgin. Tomorrow’s Saturday, so you don’t have to work. You can sleep in and I’ll fix you a nice breakfast.”

  “I have to go to the grocery store.” Her voice slurred, a testament to her exhaustion.

  “We’ll go with you. There’s nothing to eat in this house.” Leland’s voice lowered, becoming more intimate. “Go to sleep, Glenna.”

  “You’re going to be here tomorrow?”

  “Of cour
se.” Leland kissed her shoulder before pulling the blanket over it. “Sleep.”

  Listening to the sound of their breathing, and feeling safer and warmer than she’d ever felt in her life, Glenna smiled and let herself drift into sleep.

  Chapter Seven

  Glenna sipped her coffee, eyeing both Joe and Leland over the rim of her cup. Fascinated, she set the cup aside to watch them eat. She couldn’t believe they’d managed to plow through a breakfast of eggs, steak, grits, and toast with such speed. “You must have been really hungry.”

  Leland paused with his coffee mug halfway to his mouth. “We have big appetites.” He’d tied his hair back again, making her fingers itch to pull it free.

  Hiding a smile, she shrugged and picked up her cup again. “So you claim, but I couldn’t get lucky this morning.”

  Leland smiled faintly from the other side of the booth. “Careful, baby. You’re in no condition to deal with the consequences of such a provocative statement.”

  A giggle escaped before she could prevent it. “You look so tough, and you’re actually so sweet. I’m fine. I promise.”

  “Sweet?” Leland scowled, glancing at Joe. “Did she just call me sweet?”

  Joe grinned and stabbed another bite of steak. “She did.” Chuckling softly, he leaned forward. “I think you’re sweet, too.”

  Leland’s eyes narrowed. “Both of you can kiss my ass.”

  Glenna lifted her cup again. “I’d like to take a bite out of it.”

  Leland choked on his coffee, glaring at her as he wiped his mouth with his napkin. “Damn it, Glenna!” The glimmer of amusement in his eyes warmed her, and she found herself relaxing and enjoying their company even more. Unable to resist teasing him further, she set her cup aside and leaned closer, keeping her voice at a husky whisper. “I don’t know why you look so shocked. Both you and Joe have gorgeous asses. I wouldn’t mind taking a bite out of either one of them.”

  Joe grinned. “I had the same thought about yours.”

  Leland sat back, tossing his napkin aside. “I had a few other plans for your delectable backside.” Leaning forward again, he took her hand in his, his smile pure challenge. “Would you like to hear them?”