Alien Magnetism (The Shadow Zone Brotherhood Book 6)

by Elise Jae

  “Yes.” I can’t help but pause a moment to wonder if I might not already be…. We hadn’t had any time to talk about whether or not he was still on the stopper. “Bonding and children were the two main things I wanted when I came here. I’ve had to put them both on hold because of what Noa did.”

  Margot glances toward the doors and the throbbing beat. “We can talk about transitioning you into a different role too… I’ve always thought, if I was going to step back from running this place obsessively, you’d be the one I asked to take on more.”

  “Are you saying you’d promote me to assistant manager.”

  “There’d be no assisting about it. Besides, you’re amazing at playing matchmaker.”

  “It would be nice to give you more time for your own bondmate.” I nudge her knee. “Some day, you’re going to have to introduce me to your recluse.”

  She smiles, it’s soft and a little sad. “Someday. But not today.

  “We’ll talk more when you’re back on the clock. Now, go away and do what you want until I’m paying you again.”

  She leaves me on the couch, and I pause there for a minute. It’ll be good to get back. It will be good to get my life back and have what I always thought I’d signed up for.

  With a deep and hopeful breath, I stand, snug my purse closer to my shoulder and head out.

  This time, the man who stops me doesn’t look like he wants to ask if he can take me into the back.

  “Riann. How are you?”

  “I’m fine.” He says it like I should have asked. “Are you okay?”

  So he knows my absence wasn’t just a vacation or a pregnancy. “Yes. I wasn’t, but I am now.”

  He studies me for a moment, brows creased. “You’re here, so I assume you’ve rebonded.”

  “I have.”

  His smile is genuine. His relief unexpected. “Hazard’s a very lucky man.”

  I don’t ask him how he knows, it’s an easy conclusion to draw.

  Lips pursed, he glances toward the bar. “Will you be coming back to the club on an official basis?”

  “I will… did you want to try to reschedule?”

  “If you’re both still up for it. Next week, any day, early afternoon.”

  “I’ve got your comm number. I’ll let you know.”

  “Thank you, and Hannah?”

  I look up at him, waiting.

  “Noa was a bastard who didn’t deserve you.”

  His name still stabs at me, and I can’t wait for the day I no longer react to it.

  Swallowing back the bile in my throat, I say, “I didn’t know you knew him.”

  “I didn’t know he was your bondmate until after. But I worked with him for a few years a decade ago. And I know you’re better off where you are now.” He hesitates. “I hope that doesn’t make it weird.”

  “No…” because it doesn’t.

  I’d always assumed some of the men who crossed my path inside these walls had known Noa. Honestly, it would not have surprised me to find out they’d sought me out as some sort of perversion. But Riann isn’t one of those guys.

  “I’ll talk to Hazard and let you know the day.”

  “Let me walk you to your car.”

  It’s not necessary, but I don’t decline. He’s a sweet guy and if I’m with him, it means others are less likely to waylay me.

  The daylight is bright, but the sunshine is warm on my skin and I turn my face up to the sky to soak it in.

  From beside me, Riann makes a noise and I look at him.

  “It just occurred to me that I’ve never een you in natural light before this.”

  When we get to my car, once I’ve opened my door, he takes my hand, kissing my knuckles. “You are truly beautiful, Hannah. I’m happy for you, and I hope I’ll see you next week.”

  I say good bye, and when I get in my car, I pause long enough to watch him walk to his own.

  Mine is brand new and—thanks to Noa—ridiculously expensive. The one Riann gets into is even more so.

  I almost want to ask what he does, but that’s not my business.

  I start the car and head for home… if Hazard agrees, Riann might be the perfect way to get back into the so-called swing of things.

  HAZARD

  I feel her the moment she returns and I stand on some deeply buried instinct. But I can’t be obsessive about this. I can’t be in her space all the time simply because I can’t get enough of her.

  She feels it. She doesn’t need to actually be smothered.

  So, I go to the window instead and clasp my hands behind my back. And pretend to be patient.

  “I’m impressed.” She says as the door closes behind her. “I expected an ambush.”

  I turn slowly. Pushing myself to stay still, I let my eyes trace down her. Is it possible that she is more beautiful today than she was yesterday?

  “I’m okay with this incessant need.” She drops her bag and comes to me, hopping up into my arms. “It’s new for me too… and I already wanted you all the time before this.”

  “Are you giving me permission to find my way inside of you any chance I get?”

  “I mean, I’d prefer if there were no sneak attacks….”

  Chuckling, I turn, swinging her around and dipping her back…. Setting her on the table.

  “This isn’t sneaky.” I stand, hands going to her pants and pulling the buttons free. “Is it?”

  “No…” She wriggles closer to the table edge. “This is perfect.”

  It takes no time at all to pull her pants down, her shoes fall from her feet, and she looks over her bare lower half to me. One brow cocked in challenge.

  She should be familiar by now, but I can’t get enough of her. I’ll never get enough of her.

  I slide into her with a groan and a sigh. “I didn’t know it was possible I could want you even more now that we’re bonded.”

  And maybe that’s why I come as quickly as I do. So called “practice” isn’t improving endurance.

  She is pure heaven on my cock and each movement of my hips draws a beautiful little breath from her lips. Each time I enter her, she rolls her hips against mine.

  And that joint race toward completion is over too quickly

  But the moment we both stop coming, she pushes me back, and slides to the ground, taking my cock into her mouth before I could possibly object.

  Not that I would.

  “Are you trying to break a record, Hannah?” She looks up at me and a question sparks in her eyes. “This is the sixth blowjob you’ve given me in half as many days.”

  Pulling back, her tongue dragging on every ridge, she smiles up at me. “I have a few weeks to make up for…. And a whole lifetime before that too.”

  And I’ll be damned if she doesn’t try.

  Every second drags longer as she works over me, putting in the effort to drag that second orgasm from me.

  And when she does, my knees almost buckle.

  I’m not sure how it’s possible that the sensations get more intense instead of dulling with each successive time.

  She collapses against my thigh with a contented sigh and I pick her up, taking her to the couch and covering her cooling body with the bright blanket she brought with her.

  And even though neither of us are ready to keep going, she turns, throwing a leg over me and sliding my cock back into her.

  A contented hum crosses my lips a moment before hers follow.

  Something funny—or something she thinks is funny fizzles across the bond and I have to wonder. “What is it?”

  “I was thinking about Riann”

  I laugh. “Just what every man wants to hear when he’s inside a woman.”

  She kisses me and ignores it. “He still wants to come to both of us at Margot’s.”

  “Come to us, or for us?”

  “You don’t have to actually fuck him to help him out…. You could let him fuck my ass while you’re in my pussy or… You could let him fuck the same hole.” I rock my hips on him.
“It’s a deliciously tight fuck. I imagine even more so when it’s two sian cocks.”

  “Do you want me to fuck him?”

  “I’m in the business of making people happy. And I think all three of us would enjoy it.”

  “If that’s what you want. I will give him to you…” I tip her head up. “Not being able to have you is enough to break anyone’s heart.”

  Seventeen

  HANNAH

  Returning to the club with the intention of actually using the rooms is like a strange sort of homecoming.

  The fact that I’m wearing an actual dress and that I come in with Hazard—through the front door at his insistence—turns heads and I see a dozen questions that will go unanswered tonight.

  I’m certain rumors will make their rounds.

  Margot meets us by the entrance to the public room, pressing a bottle of the liquor Hazard prefers into my hand and looking us both over. “Number six is set up just the way you like it.”

  She catches Hazard’s arm and looks up at him like he’s not three times her size. “You had better start making up for all of the mistakes her last bondmate made.”

  “I intend to pay back his debt with interest.”

  Glaring up at him, Margot finally nods. “Good boy.”

  The disgruntled tangle that comes across the bond in response forces me to press my lips together to keep from laughing.

  It’s a weekday afternoon, so the club isn’t as crowded as it could be.

  Even if it was packed, the man we’re here to meet stands out.

  Riann’s already there, his eyes ghosting over the room, but I know he’s seen us.

  When I stop beside him, I press up on my toes and plant a kiss on his cheek. I don’t have to push up as far this time, because I’m wearing higher heels than normal. I won’t be on my feet for long.

  “Have you waited long enough?”

  He glances at Hazard once, and then smiles down at me. “I’d be willing to wait forever for this.”

  “Lucky you don’t have to then.” Hazard’s hand at my hip, he appraises Riann with a quick glance. “Number six.”

  Swallowing—maybe he’s not as ready for this as I thought—Riann jerks his head in a single motion nod, and turns to lead the way.

  Hazard’s lip brushes over my ear. “Let’s see how lucky we all are today.”

  With a gentle pat on my ass, he guides me down the hall after the man we’re both about to make very happy.

  When we get into the room, Riann’s hand goes to his collar.

  It’s the usual routine.

  But Hazard says, “Not yet.”

  Riann freezes.

  Eyes wide, he turns to Hazard, but Hazard doesn’t explain himself. He takes his bottle to the normal chair and glass set up and fills the latter with a heavy pour before turning back to the man who… honestly looks a little terrified.

  He takes a drink, studying Riann before offering it to him.

  The other man takes it, drinking hesitantly.

  “Before we start, I need to you tell me what you actually want.”

  Riann blinks at him, and then finishes the last of the glass.

  “I want you to do more than watch this time.”

  “How much more?”

  I imagine Riann would prefer if Hazard made the decision for him, but….

  “I want everything you’re willing to give me.”

  He looks at Hazard a little sheepishly. These arrangements aren’t uncommon, but they also aren’t advertised.

  I don’t have to reassure him. Hazard has that covered.

  “There are three members of the brotherhood who are bonded… to each other and to their mate.”

  Riann’s brows pinch. “Really?”

  He nods. “Perhaps, after tonight, if you look for it there may be an option that works for what you want… human woman or not.”

  Brow clearing, a look I’d peg as disappointment crosses his face. “But it won’t be you.”

  “Tonight is all you get from me.”

  Riann finally turns back to me. “Then one night with both of you will have to be enough.”

  “As long as you’re okay with that, we can continue. Otherwise….” Hazard looks past me to the locked door.

  “I won’t try to convince you to change your mind, but you can’t ask me to not be disappointed.”

  “That’s good enough for me,” I look to Hazard, waiting.

  But he turns back to the bottle, pouring another glass. This one, though, he hands to me. “Sit.”

  I bite my tongue rather than object to that command. And this time, I’m the one in the chair while Hazard undresses the man in the room with us.

  It’s strange being on this side of the show. Watching Hazard slide Riann’s shirt from his shoulders as both of them watch me.

  I’d be willing to bet that Riann’s gaze is on me because he’s terrified to turn around.

  Why Margot put us in the room that has zero mirrors… I have no idea.

  Stripped to his waist, Riann stands stalk still, his body an illustration in tension.

  He really is a beautiful man.

  Hazard looks at me over his shoulder. He feels that base attraction too, but I have no idea if it’s his alone, or a reflection of mine.

  “You know the usual rules?” Hazard asks, moving to Riann’s side and trailing his hand down the man’s chest.

  Riann nods.

  “They don’t apply tonight.”

  Eyes wide, Riann turns and his lips part on a question he doesn’t get to ask, because Hazard kisses him.

  I cross my legs to keep from squirming and take a long drink.

  Damn, that’s hot.

  Hazard breaks the kiss with a low chuckle and, Riann’s chin firmly clasped in his hand, turns the man to look at me. “She liked that… what else do you think would turn her on?”

  “Maybe I shouldn’t be the only one who’s lost his clothes?”

  Hazard looks at me with a raised brow.

  I can’t argue with Riann’s logic. “I want to see the both of you… all of you.”

  “You heard her,” Hazard says as he begins to unbutton his shirt.

  He’s seen Riann naked before, though I don’t know how much attention he paid. But Riann....

  The way he watches Hazard move is sexy all on its own.

  As if he’s worried he’s going to miss something.

  Hazard… ever the tease, stands with his back to Riann, taking the time to fold his pants and set them aside.

  I take a long drink, waiting and watching as he turns.

  Riann takes a step back, looking his fill. And I hear more than see him swallow.

  It makes me get to my feet and offer him the last of my glass. “It’s intimidating, I know.”

  “You don’t have to be scared.” Hazard’s gaze slides to me as he strokes his cock. “It’s not on the table for you.”

  I can’t tell if the breath Riann takes is in relief or disappointment. “At all?”

  When hazard crosses the distance to us, he takes the glass with one hand, and with the other, he reaches up, his thumb slipping into Riann’s mouth. “Maybe we can work out a different plan… later.”

  He takes a drink and then releases Riann, turning to kiss me and press the glass back into my hand. “Put that away, beautiful. Then come back and play with us.”

  I hold his gaze for a moment, but he knows he doesn’t have to say it again. I’d be willing to bet he’s noticed the way Riann responds to us. I’d thought it was just him… but it’s us.

  The simple fact is that he’s only had me... .

  When I set the glass on the table and turn back, I don’t know what Hazard has whispered in his ear, but they’ both smile at me, and the feeling fluttering from Hazard to me is effervescent.

  It’s why I hold my tongue when I walk back to them. Why I meet Riann’s eyes as Hazard comes to me.

  Hazard steps behind me, his fingers quickly finding the zipper at my back and
dragging it all the way down until the black fabric splits in two and slips easily from my arms.

  I’m not wearing anything under the dress tonight, and Riann’s eyes darken when Hazard tosses it back to the chair.

  “Did you know that sucking cock is one of Hannah’s favorite things to do?” Hazard asks him, moving my hair to the side so he can place a warm kiss to my neck.

  “I’ve heard she’s one of the best at it.”

  Hazard hums in agreement. “Personally, I’ve never tested anyone else out, but I believe it. And you love it, don’t you?”

  I nod, even against the gentle hold he has on my neck.

  “It’s been less than two weeks since we bonded, and she has been desperate to get my cock in her mouth every day.”

  “Now that I’ve seen it, I understand why.”

  Hazard freezes and I realize his little speech hadn’t come with the expectation of an interruption.

  I have a feeling Riann is getting closer and closer to getting his mouth on my favorite cock tonight.

  But first, it’s my turn.

  I keep the heels on and sink down so I’m perfectly placed to tease him with my tongue. Dragging it up the ridges underneath him, I’m looking up at his face when he holds out a hand, motioning for Riann to join us.

  As soon as he’s close enough, I take him in hand, stroking as I get a few more bobs on Hazard.

  When I switch, Hazard’s hand wraps around Riann’s neck—I know he’s not squeezing—and he forces him to look him in the eye.

  “I’m not going to fuck you.”

  I watch Riann’s face as I stroke him. There’s less disappointment this time, like he’s accepted the fact he isn’t going to get everything he wants.

  “Hannah is going to suck our cocks as much as she likes, and then you and I are going to fuck her together.”

  He nods, his stomach jumping when my next suck is just a little harder than the one before it.

  I can tell he doesn’t understand…. And I am really looking forward to the moment he does.

  It’s why I pull back from his cock as early as I do.

  Hazard and I talked this out—every good encounter needs a plan.