Hyacinth, Scarlet - Craving Owen [Tides of Love 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever ManLove)

by Hyacinth, Scarlet

  “And you think I can protect you?” Owen asked in disbelief.

  Sassaki cupped his cheek, his green eyes sparkling like emeralds. “You already do, Owen. You brought us all together, even if you don’t realize it.”

  Owen looked from Sassaki to Hash, taking in their earnest expressions. He’d never been good at accepting fate or anything along that line, but since coming here, his life had changed. The same way he’d trusted Yane, he could trust Sassaki and Hash, too.

  “I don’t understand yet, no,” he said softly, “but maybe you can teach me.”

  He didn’t mean it as a come-on or erotic suggestion, at least not as he spoke the words. Even so, he caught a flash of something dangerous pass through Hash’s eyes, and he identified it as arousal. All of a sudden, nothing sounded better than to have the two men touch, to really show him what they meant through their actions, not their words.

  “Owen,” Sassaki whispered, “we need to know…If you want to back down, now is the time. If we claim you as our mate, you will be bonded to us forever. Your life thread will be united to ours. You won’t be able to undo it. You won’t be able to go back to the life you lived before.”

  Owen crawled closer to Sassaki. He ached to touch the two shape-shifters but forced himself to pay attention at the same time. “The only thing I miss from Earth is Connor,” he answered, “and from what I hear, he’s mated, too. So maybe he and I have the same luck, after all.”

  He offered Sassaki a smile. He probably should have taken more time to decide, but Owen had never been more certain of what he wanted in his life. Perhaps he couldn’t fully grasp what it meant to be the mate of a shape-shifter, but he was sure the two men would never hurt him or allow any harm to come to him. The only thing that made him hesitate was the thought of Yane, Alcharr, and Kyllian. He remembered the look of shock in Alcharr’s eyes and didn’t want to see it again. He didn’t want to feel like he’d betrayed him or Yane. “I want you to claim me,” he answered before he could stop himself. “But with such an important thing, I think it might be best if we wait until after this whole business with the crystal is over, until we can talk to Yane, Alcharr and Kyllian, too.” He had no idea why he added the wizard to the mix or if Hash and Sassaki would understand his request. Hell, for all he knew, they might not survive this damn situation. But, no. He refused to believe that. They would live through it, because they had too much still to do, too much to love.

  He wished he had words to express everything he wanted to say. Thankfully, the two shape-shifters seemed to understand. “I agree,” Hash replied. In a flash, he was at Owen’s side and brought their bodies close. “I fully agree.”

  They were so near now that Hash’s body heat burned Owen. He blinked, his previous decision beginning to fade. He ached to touch and be touched in turn. Heat flooded his face and he tried to move away, knowing that if he didn’t, he would end up doing something he’d regret.

  But Sassaki stopped him before he could get too far. “Hold on, lovely,” he murmured. “Claiming is not the same as touching, as kissing. It’s a commitment. We don’t have to decide on it now, but that doesn’t mean we have to stay away from each other.”

  Sassaki’s hands went around Owen’s chest, effectively keeping him trapped. “It’s okay,” he said. “You don’t have to be afraid.”

  Owen opened his mouth, intending to argue with that comment. He thought about Yane and Alcharr again, then remembered Alcharr’s parting words. He took a deep breath and nodded. Surrendering to fear would only break what they were trying to build.

  “Okay. Okay. I’m not afraid as long as you’re here.”

  If he’d have liked to say anything else, he wasn’t given the chance. Sassaki pulled him in his lap, and Hash descended upon him, pressing their lips together. Owen’s body reacted before he could even truly grasp what was going on. He opened his mouth for the other man, greedily taking in Hash’s invasion. Sassaki’s hard cock nudged against his ass, arousing him in spite of the barrier of material between them. Owen wanted more. He wanted skin to skin, their naked bodies touching, moving against each other.

  As if thinking the exact same thing, Hash’s hands worked at his clothes, ripping up the carefully chosen outfit. His lips never ceased their attack on Owen’s mouth. He tasted hot and spicy, a flavor Owen couldn’t identify except to call it uniquely Hash. He ravaged Owen, exploring every recess, taking no prisoners.

  At the same time, Sassaki nibbled on his throat, strikingly sharp teeth sending combined pleasure-pain through Owen. The wyrm’s clever hands helped Hash with Owen’s clothes, and between the two shape-shifters, the material didn’t have a chance. Before long, Owen ended up naked in Sassaki’s lap with Hash still kissing him.

  When the dragon finally broke away from him, Owen moaned in distress, not even sure what he wanted to ask for. Sassaki caressed his naked skin, his cold hands making goose bumps rise all over his body, at least at first. The touch soon became as heated as Hash’s, the warmth of their passion affecting Sassaki as well.

  The wyrm flipped Owen over, and before Owen could even regain his breath from the previous kiss, took his mouth in a lip-lock that rivaled Hash’s in its passion. No, that wasn’t right. They were too different to ever be rivals. Where Hash took, Sassaki gave, sharing his very heart with Owen, a need so intense that it shocked Owen to the core. He trembled in Sassaki’s arms, for the first time acknowledging the true extent of their desire for each other. They couldn’t stop, not now, not ever.

  Sassaki took his time kissing Owen, but Hash didn’t waste it either. His hands traveled down Owen’s back, massaging and caressing every inch of him until they reached his ass. Owen gasped into Sassaki’s mouth. His arousal skyrocketed, and anticipation filled him as Hash kneaded his cheeks, parted them, and rubbed his hidden hole. Even if he’d only just been with Yane the day before, he yearned to be filled, owned again. Did that make him slutty? He didn’t know. But right then and there, he couldn’t bring himself to care either.

  “Look at you,” Hash whispered. “You’re practically begging for our touch.”

  Owen couldn’t have found a reply even if his mouth wasn’t busy being taken by Sassaki’s. It didn’t help that the wyrm’s hand slipped between their bodies and zeroed in on Owen’s dick. The now-hot fist that gripped him tightly almost made Owen come on the spot.

  Sassaki broke their kiss and met Owen’s gaze, his own eyes so green they were almost black. “Not yet, lovely. Don’t come.”

  To his shame, Owen whimpered. “I really need to, Sassaki.”

  The fingers rubbing at his opening retreated, and Owen heard Hash move around the room. “What?” he protested. “Wait…”

  But Sassaki held him tightly, soothing his anxiety with butterfly-light kisses. In no time, Hash returned to the bed. “We don’t have oil,” he said in a frustrated tone.

  No oil meant no sex. Owen had not seen the two men naked, but judging by the girth he’d felt against his ass while in Sassaki’s lap, he would have trouble taking him. A stolen peek over his shoulder revealed quite an impressive erection from Hash as well. Owen barely managed to suppress a sob of dismayed desire.

  But Sassaki didn’t seem all that upset. Instead, he grinned wickedly. “We’ll just have to be inventive.”

  Owen yelped as Sassaki pushed him down on the bed. He landed with his head on Hash’s lap and had the time to give Sassaki a confused look before pleasure exploded through his body. Sassaki’s mouth lowered over his cock, and Owen cried out as his lover took him all the way into his throat. Never once he’d felt such ecstasy. Sassaki didn’t seem to have any gag reflex at all. In fact, that might very well be the case, given Sassaki’s wyrm nature.

  It was his last coherent thought, and Owen lost himself in the hot suction, in the skilled whirl of Sassaki’s tongue over his dick. Sassaki seemed to be enjoying himself immensely, and his groans and grunts sent delicious vibrations through Owen’s cock. Sassaki’s hands didn’t stay useless either. The wyrm
’s fingers teased Owen’s sac, rubbing at the wrinkled skin. He briefly abandoned Owen’s dick to lick over his testes, devouring him with the ferocity of a predator. His tongue explored Owen’s taint, making him howl in pleasure.

  As if through a dream, Owen heard himself beg, “Please, please…Sassaki…Please!”

  Thankfully, the wyrm didn’t prolong the torture for much longer. He took Owen’s dick in his mouth once more and bobbed his head up and down the other man’s cock. Owen was on the brink of coming, close, so close.

  And then, Hash’s sharp fingernails rolled over his nipples, tweaking the nubs of flesh. The bite of pain pushed him over the edge, and he found his peak, crying out his lover’s name in a rush of ecstasy.

  Hash’s hands were gentle in his hair as the dragon held him through the aftermath of his orgasm. He was so dazed and comfortable he almost missed Sassaki’s following actions. The wyrm spread Owen’s legs wide, exposing his hole once again. His fingers, now slick, went straight to Owen’s opening. Owen’s eyes widened at the realization that the wyrm was using his own cum to lube him up.

  Just the thought made his spent cock go rock hard once again. Sassaki chuckled and two of his fingers went deep into his body. Owen groaned, renewed need assaulting him. In spite of it, his body remained relaxed and he took the two fingers without too much difficulty.

  Sassaki kept his eyes on him as he scissored his digits inside Owen’s body. Owen gasped when the wyrm hit his special spot and massaged the spongy gland. On instinct, Owen started to move, trying to impale himself on the fingers, seeking deeper penetration.

  Much to his dismay, however, Sassaki removed them from his body. The next thing he knew he was being flipped on all fours. In front of him, Hash removed his clothing, exposing hard muscles, a taut abdomen, and a thick erection that made Owen’s mouth water. He found it hard to keep himself upright, especially when he felt Sassaki caress his back. “Go ahead. Suck him,” Sassaki hissed.

  Owen didn’t have to be asked twice. He licked his lips and looked up at Hash. The dragon’s eyes seemed to hold an unbearable flame. Owen wanted to burn in it. He wanted to feel Hash scorch him with his fire.

  His wordless plea wasn’t left unanswered. Hash pushed his cock against Owen’s lips, teasing him with just a taste of his pre-cum. At the same time, Sassaki’s fingers pierced Owen’s anus once more. He gasped and Hash took advantage of the opportunity to slip his dick into his mouth. Owen closed his eyes in delight at the feel of the dragon’s prick on his tongue. It was amazing and so right that he didn’t know how he could have ever hesitated.

  When Hash tried to pull away, Owen moaned in protest, causing his new lover to groan. He understood the dragon’s actions, however, when Sassaki’s fingers disappeared and something bigger nudged at Owen’s opening. Hash remained practically motionless while Sassaki impaled Owen with his thick dick.

  It hurt. Owen had expected it, of course, but in a weird way, it still surprised him. How could his body yearn for something painful? The few times he’d tried to explore that path with his lovers it had ended up an abysmal failure. But Sassaki wasn’t like those men. He didn’t hit him or force him. He pushed in slowly, allowing Owen to get used to the invasion. Gradually, Owen found himself relaxing, and the burn became pleasurable instead of agonizing.

  “That’s it, Owen,” Sassaki said. “You’re doing great.”

  His voice sounded strained, and Owen wanted to tell the two men he was okay, that they could move now. Instead, he moaned and tightened his ass muscles around Sassaki’s cock. Twin groans came from his lovers, and Hash’s hands landed on his head, caressing his scalp and threading through his hair.

  Owen looked up at him, feeling dizzy, wanton, and afraid. He didn’t know how the mate thing worked, but he tried to will them to touch him, to fuck him. It seemed to work. The next thing he knew, both Sassaki and Hash pulled out of him, then pushed back inside in simultaneous thrusts.

  Pleasure exploded through Owen’s body when Sassaki’s cock hit his prostate. His cock—which had briefly lost interest during the initial stages of his penetration—now demanded more of the delicious sensations. Energy sizzled over his skin as the two men took him, branding him as theirs.

  Their pace increased more and more, and Owen actually thought he felt claws against his hips and his scalp. It was entirely possible, and the knowledge that he’d drawn his mates to the limit aroused him even more. Breathing through his nose, he did his best to take Hash in all the way to his throat while opening his body for Sassaki.

  Over and over, they fucked him, the carnality of it all mixing with the unfathomable emotions in Owen’s heart. His balls threatened to blow their load, and at the same time, his soul was humbled by the weight of the feelings between them. His own name sounded in his ears, coming from both Sassaki and Hash’s lips. It was almost like a drug, and Owen lost track of space and time, becoming a mere receptacle for their pleasure, taking and giving in perfect synchrony.

  But nothing lasted forever, especially the things that were so good. All too soon, Owen felt his climax approach. When Sassaki buried his cock deep inside him one more time, he climaxed once again, the orgasm even more intense than his first. At the same time, Hash roared, finding his peak as well and sending hot streams of cum down Owen’s throat. A few seconds later, Sassaki joined them, filling Owen’s passage with his seed.

  Dazed and exhausted, Owen couldn’t have kept his balance if he tried. His hands and knees—which had miraculously supported him during the vigorous fucking—lost all strength, and he collapsed on the mattress. Sassaki and Hash fell with him and they cuddled together in a messy, sweaty heap.

  Hash recovered first and briefly left the bed, bringing back a washcloth to clean them. As the dragon wiped him off, Owen thought about everything he’d felt and experienced in the past few days. He thought about the three men who were out there confronting an enemy on their own. They couldn’t just stand around here and do nothing.

  “There has to be a way to help,” he said.

  It wasn’t exactly the ideal postcoital conversation, but neither of the men seemed surprised. Sassaki kissed his forehead and nodded. “Yes, there is. I have to return to Tanarak. I trust Yane, Alcharr, and Kyllian to deal with the crystal, and I would not be able to aid them there, anyway. But if they do destroy it, my people will not delay in taking advantage of the situation.”

  Owen’s eyes widened as he took in the meaning of Sassaki’s words. His lover was right. He remembered all too well the hostility Sassaki’s parents showed them. As soon as the enchantment fell, the wyrms would most likely assault Tanarak. The people there were in grave danger.

  Owen was torn. A part of him wanted to protest. If Sassaki returned to Tanarak, he would be facing the same perils as the nymphs, perhaps even more since he would be considered a traitor. “It’s too dangerous,” he whispered. “You can’t go alone. Take me with you.”

  Sassaki gave him a horrified look. “No. No way.”

  Owen opened his mouth to protest, but Hash stopped him before he could make any comment. “I will leave with him. But Owen, you have to make me a promise. No matter what happens, stay close to Fayre. He might be young, but his magic is strong. He can protect you.”

  Owen turned his attention toward the dragon. Hash looked so pained, so very upset that it broke Owen’s heart. What could he possibly say in such circumstances? What was the right thing to do? Owen wanted to stay by their side, but he would just be a distraction in Tanarak.

  It was hard to believe that mere minutes before they’d been deep in the throes of orgasm. Now, arousal was the furthest thing from Owen’s mind. He remembered Hannah and all of Yane’s friends in Tanarak. Were they sentenced to death? And if so, would Sassaki and Hash’s presence truly make a difference, or would they just sacrifice themselves for nothing?

  At that thought, Owen could no longer keep his composure. Silent tears fell down his cheeks, even as he berated himself for his weakness. Sassaki and Hash held hi
m in a double embrace, caressing him without speaking. And in that moment, Owen knew the decision had been made, and Owen would have to resign himself to its consequences.

  Chapter Nine

  The next morning

  Yane woke up pleasantly sore and spooned between Kyllian and Alcharr. His face flooded with heat as he remembered the events the night before. He almost couldn’t believe he’d lost control like that. Then again, the high chances of death that threatened him today made all other issues seem so very insignificant. He couldn’t regret enjoying the night before or consummating a bond that seemed to be beyond all boundaries of reason.

  He stole a look outside and cursed when he realized dawn was already peeking over the horizon. Taking a deep breath, he focused to control his panic. The servants would be up by now, but they wouldn’t bother him for a few more hours. His parents never woke early, and he wondered if they’d made an exception for his and Ciera’s wedding day. The first thing he needed to do was to find out.

  Extracting himself from Alcharr’s hold, he slipped out the bed. Unsurprisingly, his departure woke both men. Alcharr rubbed his eyes blearily and asked, “Yane, what time is it?”

  Kyllian got up and stretched, and against his will, Yane was drawn to the sight of the man’s muscular torso. “It’s morning already,” the wizard said.

  Alcharr sighed and left the bed as well. “We should get ready, then.”

  Yane nodded wordlessly. He couldn’t believe the day he’d dreaded for years had come. Only, instead of binding him in a union he didn’t want, it might very well lead to his demise.

  Shaking himself, Yane struggled to come up with a plan. He started putting his clothes on while his lovers did the same. “I will question the guards and find out if my parents are awake. We’ll go from there.”

  Kyllian hummed, sounding deep in thought. “I figure that most likely, you’ll have to sneak me in there, then leave before anyone realizes you’re missing.”