Seduced by Two

by Stephanie Julian

  When he’d shed his shirt, her mouth dried at the sight of his toned upper body, his chest lightly covered with hair a shade darker than that on his head.

  Her hands lifted and settled over his pecs, feeling the gentle prickle of his hair. Her fingers brushed across his flat brown nipples, teasing them into points as she heard his breathing begin to roughen.

  “He likes that,” Tanner said, before nipping her jaw, his hands still kneading her breasts with a slow, steady pressure. Her own nipples tightened and throbbed but he didn’t touch them. In fact, he seemed to be consciously avoiding them. “He’ll like it better if you put your mouth on them.”

  She leaned forward, heeding the command in Tanner’s voice, and set her teeth around Jensen’s nipple. When she bit down, Jensen’s hands shot to her head to hold her there.

  Her tongue swirled around the tight nub, licking away the slight hurt from her teeth. Jensen rewarded her with a tortured groan.

  As she concentrated on Jensen once again, Tanner released her. She felt his body move away and though she wanted more, she didn’t want to leave Jensen.

  She heard movement behind her and realized Tanner was stripping.

  Lifting her head, she caught a quick glimpse of Jensen’s burning gaze before he grabbed her and spun her to face Tanner. Shirtless, Tanner had his hands on his waistband, pushing his pants to the floor.

  Dazed and so turned-on she could barely breathe, Nica watched Tanner shove his pants down his legs, taking his boxers with them and leaving him naked. Long and lean like a swimmer, he had a sleekly muscled chest and ripped abs. And his cock was a long, thick shaft that pulsed under her gaze.

  She would have reached for him but Jensen grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her bra was next as he released the button on her jeans, drew down the zipper and shucked her pants along with her sandals.

  Tanner’s grin spread across his face, lighting a warmth deep inside, completely different from the desire. She’d never seen anyone so happy to see her naked. And that was a huge boost to her ego.

  She smiled at him in return just before Jensen scooped her up into his arms. She gasped, her startled gaze rising to his face as he walked past the front door to a hallway that led through the house.

  Following behind, Tanner flipped a switch on the wall and a soft glow from recessed lights in the ceiling lit the way.

  A short hallway past a formal dining room and a large living room led straight to a bedroom shrouded in shadow. The light from the hallway penetrated far enough into the room for her to see the huge platform bed in the center.

  And that was all she registered before Jensen sank onto the side of the mattress, muscles in his arms bulging as he lifted her above him. Her legs instinctively fell apart to straddle his thighs, her smooth skin tickled by the hair on his legs.

  She smiled as her hands settled on his shoulders and Jensen’s gaze drifted down her body before slowly moving back up.

  “Now’s the time to say no, Nica.” Jenson’s voice held a rough quality that stroked along her libido, sinking her deeper into desire.

  She wanted to lean into him, rub her breasts against his chest but she forced herself to focus on those blue, blue eyes that promised so much pleasure. “I’m not going to say no. To either of you. Can’t you tell how much I want this?”

  She did want this. Wanted to be swept away, taken out of herself, to forget what her life was to become.

  Tonight might be the only time they had and she wasn’t going to waste it by being frightened.

  “Then give yourself over to us,” Tanner said, his hands settling on her shoulders. “We’ll take it from here.”

  Tanner’s mouth settled onto the curve of her neck and shoulder at the same time Jensen’s lips surrounded her nipple and drew her into the wet warmth of his mouth.

  Nica closed her eyes and let her head drop back onto Tanner’s chest, absorbing the sensations of their lips moving over her skin with a surety of purpose.

  Her heart pounded out a hard and fast rhythm and her sex clenched with dizzying desire. As if he’d read her mind, Jensen’s hand began a slow, steady caress of her leg, from her hip to her knee and back again. Each time he dragged his hand up her thigh, he got closer to her aching sex.

  And each time, her breath caught and held until he moved it away again.

  “Do you like that, sweetheart?” Tanner’s voice whispered in her ear, tightened every muscle in her body.

  Gods, yes. She loved what they were doing to her. But she couldn’t get her brain to form coherent sentences. She could only moan and turn her head to seek out a kiss.

  She felt her sense begin to slip away and she had a sudden fear of what she might do if she lost control with these eteri. She couldn’t reveal her powers, but what they made her feel was fast loosening her hold on her control.

  She wanted to be swept away, to forget—

  As if he felt her concentration slipping, Jensen’s hand settled over her mound, his fingers sliding through her wet lower lips and setting off a small series of tremors.

  “Please, yes,” she said. “Touch me there.”

  “Oh we will, Nica. Both of us. That’s what you want, right?”

  “Yes, please. Both.”

  As abruptly as Jensen’s hand had touched her, he drew away, causing her to cry out.

  But the men had no intention of abandoning her. Instead, she felt them moving, repositioning.

  Tanner lifted her as Jensen slid back onto the bed. Then Tanner settled her against his brother, who immediately pulled her into his arms as they lay on their sides.

  Jensen’s cock lay hot and hard against her stomach as his mouth closed over hers. She thrust against him, her body moving on its own accord to get what it wanted.

  “Slow down, baby. We’ve got all night.”

  Jensen’s voice, so different from his brother’s, made her open her eyes and stare into his. Even in the shadows of the bedroom, she thought she could see just how blue they were. Those eyes had been what attracted her to him in the first place. And now they anchored her in the moment.

  “I don’t want to slow down.” She lifted her hands to cup his face. “Fast now, slow next time.”

  Jensen smiled, a full-out grin that stole her breath. “I like the way you think.”

  With a speed that left her gasping, Jensen sat up and repositioned himself on his haunches farther down the bed. Turning on her back, she had a second’s glance of Jensen spreading her legs and moving between them before Tanner turned her head and kissed her.

  This kiss was hungry, harder. Tanner pressed her head into the soft pillows, his erection rubbing against her hip. She could barely breathe, and when Jensen put his mouth over her pussy, she cried out, Tanner swallowing the sound as his tongue fucked her mouth with the same rhythm Jensen licked at her clit.

  Wicked, decadent pleasure coursed through her body and she became an elemental creature of sensation.

  Jensen held her hips, pinning her lower body to the bed, while Tanner cupped her face in his hands. Her hands lifted to Tanner’s shoulders, trying to draw him closer. He wouldn’t budge, and as Jensen brought her closer and closer to orgasm with his flickering tongue, Tanner slowed his kiss until she thought she might have to claw him to get him to give her what she wanted, which was faster and harder.

  They’d done this before. They were good at it. And they expected her to lie back and let them take her.

  But she wanted more.

  She pushed Tanner away so she could look into his eyes. His expression showed his sudden fear that they’d pushed her too far.

  Too turned-on to speak, she reached instead for Tanner’s cock and tried to show him what she wanted. She pumped him with long, smooth strokes then wrapped her hands around the base and tugged.

  Tanner’s expression went sharp as he picked up on her signal. “I’m safe,” he whispered. “We both are but let me get a condom.”

  She knew they were both physically safe. S
he’d seen no hint of disease in their auras.

  “You don’t need it. I’m clean.” And her magic would take care of any infection. “Come here, Tanner. I want to suck you.”

  If her hands had excited him, her words inflamed him. She swore she felt the temperature in the room rise by ten degrees and the energy tripled. Her arus slipped away from her tight control for the briefest second and both men groaned as that power reached out to them, wanting to draw off their energy.

  Gods, what she wouldn’t give to be able to let it loose. She knew from experience that that power would make their orgasm amazing.

  But these men were eteri. They wouldn’t understand, would have questions she couldn’t answer.

  So with a concentrated effort, she dragged that power back under control, tucked it away.

  And put her lips around Tanner’s long, thick cock.

  She drew on his warm, hard flesh, swirling her tongue around the tip before taking him deeper.

  Held on the tip of orgasm by Jensen’s mouth, knowing she held Tanner on the edge of his own, Nica felt consumed. At the precipice.

  And when her body broke with the scrape of Jensen’s teeth across her most sensitive flesh, she made sure she took Tanner with her.

  He came with a shout as her own climax still racked her body. She barely noticed that Jensen had shifted, her mouth still milking Tanner’s pulsing cock.

  But then another cock lodged at the entrance to her sex and Jensen thrust all the way to the hilt and started to fuck her hard and fast.

  Tanner pulled away, allowing her to cry out, but his mouth moved to her breasts, sucking first one then the other hard nub into his mouth.

  Still sensitized by her first orgasm, she tipped into another one, this one making her back bow as Jensen came with a rough groan.

  As she lay gasping, Tanner flopped onto the bed next to her and hugged her close, his arm just under her breasts.

  After several seconds, she opened her eyes to find Jensen on his haunches, their bodies still connected. His gaze locked with hers as he slowly pulled out.

  He’d sheathed himself with a condom. She hadn’t even noticed. Faint disappointment fluttered through her, even though she understood his reasons.

  She couldn’t exactly tell them she’d checked them magically and found them disease-free, now could she?

  Still…

  His hand smoothed over her belly to run gentle fingers over her chin. Then he moved to the side and stood.

  “I’ll be right back.”

  She smiled, glanced at Tanner’s arm pinning her to the bed. “I’m not going anywhere. Not yet.”

  “Damn straight.” Tanner’s muffled response made her smile widen and Jensen bent to kiss her. Hard. Hot.

  “Do you want anything? Something to drink?”

  She shook her head. “Just…hurry back.”

  She didn’t want to waste a minute of their time tonight. She wanted more of both of them.

  * * * * *

  Jensen headed to the kitchen for a bottle of water, stifling the urge to whistle like a fool.

  He didn’t whistle, not after mind-blowing sex.

  Typically, he fell asleep after sex, pissing off his partner in the process, but Tanner was usually there to soothe any ruffled feathers.

  Now he felt exhilarated.

  Hell, he felt happy. And he hadn’t felt like this in a damn long time.

  At the fridge, he pulled out a bottle of water and finished half of it in one gulp. He’d considered a shot of tequila but didn’t want to dilute the natural high.

  He knew Tanner was feeling the same.

  Sure, some people considered them perverts or degenerates when they discovered they shared their women. Not that they went out and told the world how they lived their lives. Still, some women, after the first rush of excitement wore off, started to ask questions.

  The most common—“Do you secretly want each other?”

  That one always gave him the creeps.

  Fuck, no, he didn’t want to do his brother. That was just wrong on so many levels.

  There was nothing perverted about his feelings for his brother. He loved Tanner but not in any fucked-up, sexual way.

  All right, maybe they were perverted in the fact that he felt absolutely no jealousy with Tanner. And sure, watching his brother fuck a woman they both wanted made him hot. Just not for his brother.

  Tanner always joked that psychologists would have a field day with them.

  Jensen never wanted to have someone pick into his brain like that. Growing up, their lives had been a struggle, to say the least. But they’d come through. They’d stuck together. Hell, they actually liked each other, enough that they ran a business together and lived in the same house.

  And no, they didn’t share the same room.

  Christ, people were sick.

  He and Tanner just knew each other, knew their strengths and weaknesses. They knew what they liked, the type of woman who turned them on. Usually, it was the same woman.

  They worked so damn well as a team, some women actually begged them for more.

  Of course, after a while, those women decided they weren’t up to the hassle of dealing with two men in their life at the same time.

  Most wanted to keep Tanner.

  He, on the other hand, was more of a project.

  So what did Nica think?

  As he gulped down the rest of the water, he realized it was the first time he’d thought about what their partner was thinking afterward.

  There was something about Nica. She was different, on some level he hadn’t quite figured out yet.

  Grabbing two more water bottles from the fridge, he started to head back to the bedroom but heard a noise from the front room, something out of place.

  A song, he realized. Coming from Nica’s purse. Probably her phone.

  A quick look at the clock on the fireplace mantel told him it was nearly three a.m. Who’d be calling her this late?

  He grabbed her purse and headed back to the room.

  Stopping in the doorway, he leaned against the frame. Nica and Tanner hadn’t moved.

  His brother’s long body lay sprawled over half of the king-size bed, his eyes closed, head on the pillows facing Nica.

  She lay on her back in the middle of the bed, one arm above her head, naked from the waist up. Her beautiful breasts quivered with each breath, her hair spread over her shoulders and chest like dark ribbons.

  He knew how soft her hair was, how good her skin smelled.

  She was gorgeous. Why had he ever thought she wasn’t?

  As he stood there, watching her breathe, the ringing in her purse started again.

  With a short indrawn breath, Nica opened her eyes just as he moved toward the bed. Hell, if she caught him standing there staring, she’d probably think he was being creepy.

  “This is the second time it rang,” he said as she sat up, pushing her hair behind her shoulders. She didn’t seem at all uncomfortable with his nudity or hers as she reached for her bag.

  But her expression showed worry when she pulled the phone out and looked at the number.

  She immediately slid it open. “Tira, what’s up? Is something wrong?”

  Jensen’s gaze narrowed at the worry in Nica’s tone and Tanner propped his head on one hand to listen.

  “Are you sure?” Nica said. “They said my name?”

  She paused, listening, and Jensen moved closer to the bed, resting his hands on the footboard.

  “Yeah, I think you’re right.” She flashed a look at Jensen then at Tanner. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

  She closed the phone. “I’m afraid I need to get home. Something’s come up.”

  “At three in the morning?”

  Jensen wanted to take the bite out of his words the second they left his mouth. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was going on at three in the morning that she needed to take care of.

  Yes, he knew great sex didn’t entit
le him or Tanner to her secrets.

  He just didn’t like that hint of fear in her voice. It made him want to pull her against him and tell her he’d take care of it for her.

  “Is there a problem?” Tanner asked although he was already shoving off the bed and reaching for his clothes. “Is there something we can do to help?”

  Jensen shook his head as Tanner, once again, knew exactly what to say to put a smile on a woman’s face. Nica flashed Tanner that smile as she slid out of bed, still not making any move to cover her beautiful body.

  “No, it’s nothing earth-shattering. Just…something Tira and I need to handle. I’m sorry to make you—”

  “No sorry needed,” Tanner cut in. “Just let me get dressed and I’ll give you a ride home.”

  As Nica came around the side of the bed, Jensen stepped in front of her. “There’s a bathroom there,” he pointed to the door along the wall. “I’ll get your clothes for you.”

  Her smiled dimmed just the slightest bit but she nodded as she said thanks and headed for the bathroom.

  Shaking his head over his uncharacteristic caveman impression, Jensen went back to the living room to gather their clothes. When he returned, she stepped from the bathroom.

  Tanner was nowhere to be seen.

  “I didn’t mean to pry.” He handed over her clothes. “You just seemed…worried.”

  Nodding, she took her clothes and started to shimmy into them. And Jensen had to turn away and slip back into his pants before she noticed his erection.

  “I’m sure it’s nothing. Just Tira being careful. But we’ve had some, uh, disturbing phone calls lately and she doesn’t like staying alone.”

  She was lying. Jensen was a pretty good judge of people and she was lying about something.

  Again, none of his business.

  And no, he still didn’t like the fact that she didn’t want to tell him.

  Damn, he was an idiot.

  More so, because he was going to ride along with her and Tanner. Just to make sure she didn’t need their help.

  * * * * *

  Tanner ran upstairs to get a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and came back to find Jensen and Nica dressed and standing by the front door, waiting for him.