by Elise Jae
So, I take Riann’s hand and let him help me up and then use it to steer him to the bed.
He falls back onto it at my gentlest push and moves up it when I set my knee on the mattress between his legs, I move him until he’s where I want him, and then, it just takes a moment to readjust myself.
“Have I mentioned I’m very glad you’re coming back to work?”
“You may have.” Straddling him, I let him do a little bit of the work, lining up against me. “Want to know a secret?”
“Always.”
“We are too.”
He closes his eyes on a low gasp as I press down on to him. He lets out a low string of curses and his head rolls to the side, looking at Hazard beyond me. “I and every man who’s ever had the pleasure is immeasurably jealous.”
“Lucky for you, I’m still willing to share.”
I let loose a little snort of a laugh and rock my hips, distracting him as Hazard runs his hand over my shoulders and then his fingers slip down my calves and he takes the heels off, quietly setting them aside.
There’s a gentle pressure on my spine, and I lean forward. Riann’s eyes fly wide when I kiss him. This was one of the things that was always a hard and fast rule.
Hands that had been firmly on my hips move to my chin, my neck. He pulls me into a deeper kiss that would likely have had me seeing stars if not for the distraction of what’s about to come.
That kiss ends, abruptly and on a sharp gasp when the mattress depresses and Hazard lines up against me… against him.
He stares at me, his breathing labored, and I brush his lips with mine.
“You’ll fuck me together.”
“Together.”
I nod against his lips as Hazard presses into me. The tendons in his neck strain as he pushes head back against the sheets. I hold myself as still as I can.
I want him to be able to enjoy as much of this as possible.
“You okay?” I ask, biting my tongue and hoping this isn’t all too much for him.
“More than.”
But I don’t trust it. And neither, apparently, does Hazard.
The pleasured pain on Riann’s face tells me he’s already close. Looking back at Hazard, I raise a brow, and he pulls out—eliciting a sharp gasp from the man beneath me.
“Let’s turn this around,” Hazard says, lifting me up. “I think you’re the one who should be in control.”
Swallowing, he nods. I think it would be safe to say he’s gotten a little more than he bargained for.
That’s part of the reason that—when Hazard rolls onto his back—I decide to give him Riann a little show before he gets overwhelmed again.
“You are a wicked, wicked woman.” Hazard says, pulling me down to him and stilling my hips. “Be good and you’ll get everything you deserve.”
“How about we give Riann everything he deserves.” I look over my shoulder to where the man stands stroking his cock and looking a little… frightened.
“If you don’t want to…”
“Oh there’s not much else I do want to do right now.”
As if to prove it, he kneels on the bed behind me, and more curses fall from his lips as he lines himself up and slowly inches into me.
Breathing against the way he stretches me, I drop my forehead to Hazard’s and he whispers against my ear, “Is it everything you wanted?”
I don’t answer, meeting his eyes, I cock one brow and wiggle down on them both.
But Riann’s in control now.
He sets the pace, hesitant at first and I know the moment those ridges stiffen. This time, Hazard’s eyes go wide.
It’s always a perfect feeling, two cocks wedged inside of the same hole. I moan against Hazard’s mouth. And when my eyes flutter open, his jaw is tense.
They move inside of me, and I know the ridges of their cocks are grinding against each other. I feel him realize how delicious this particular position actually is.
I lean into him just a little more and whisper. “Told you so.”
I feel the desire to glare at me but I have to bite my tongue on the delicious sensation of his abdomen tightening.
He kisses me instead of arguing.
And Riann’s lips trail kisses down my spine.
Everything is brighter than before.
I don’t think Hazard expected to enjoy this as much as he did, and even if he wanted to lie to himself about it, he can’t lie to me.
His pleasure pushes through me with every thrust of their cocks and I clamp down on them a moment before I come…. And drag them right down with me.
The sound they both make as they come is one I’m going to remember for the rest of my life.
Still twitching inside of me, Riann pulls us both to the side, keeping them both inside me as we lie on our side.
With human men, this would be it. Anything more would take an hour, maybe more…
One of the things about sian men that the Agency likes to sell… that second load.
The prolonged hard on.
“Hannah?”
I lift my head, taking another long, deep breath.
“Will you go get what’s in my left coat pocket?”
I narrow my eyes, but I untangle from them and slip from the bed to do as he asks.
The bright purple silicone is not what I had expected from him.
When Riann sees it, his brows pinch together and Hazard says, “You can’t have my cock tonight… but if you want it, you can have Hannahs.”
I show it to him and when he’s still confused, I say, “It’s a human one I brought with me from Earth. That’s why it’s so smooth. But Hazard’s probably doing you a favor by starting you off with this one.” I lean in close and whisper. “We can both agree that his isn’t a cock you want up your ass without some serious prep, or at least prior experience.”
Riann nods and looks at the dildo one last time before turning back to Hazard. “Who uses it?”
“Hannah?” Hazard holds out his hand, and when I place the fake cock in his hand, he nods to the bed. “Lie down.”
I go to the edge of the bed, but turn to Riann first. “On my back or stomach?”
He hesitates, looking to Hazard. “No rules apply?”
“Correct.”
“Back…. I want to kiss you while I’m inside of you.”
I hop onto the bed and wiggle onto my back. Riann’s hands smooth up my thighs, pressing my legs open and he licks me in a long stroke of his tongue.
Hazard has left me to his mercy, going to take a long drink, and a moment later, he pops the cap on a bottle of lube.
“Riann?” Hazard says, taking hold of his neck so he can’t turn around. “I want you to slide your cock into my Hannah, and then, I am, very slowly, going to slide this human cock into you.”
He shivers over me, and when he opens his eyes, I know this is more than he actually hoped for.
Riann fills me eagerly, rocking against me for a moment before Hazard forces him to still. I watch his face, knowing what he’s feeling right now. “Breathe, honey.”
He takes a deep breath, nodding, and drops his forehead to my shoulder as he blows it out. I watch Hazard, waiting for him to look up at me, to signal that he’s gotten all the way inside him.
When he meets my eyes, it’s as Riann shivers again, and I pull his chin up so I can kiss him—so I can distract him before—
Riann’s eyes fly wide and he gasps against me a moment before his gaze loses focus and a few seconds later, he starts moving on me—back onto the toy.
As expected, it doesn’t take him long. But I don’t mind. I hadn’t expected to come this time. This part was all about Riann.
When he grunts, his face contorted in pleasured pain, I kiss him again dragging him through his orgasm as he fills me one more time.
“Saints.” His words are soft across my lips. “I’m in trouble.”
“Yes you are.” But I kiss him again, because that’s not a problem I’ll be able to help him with.
I hadn’t expected to enjoy this as much as I do.
Feeling Hannah’s desire, yes… it compounding with my own? That was a surprise. And one I’m not upset about.
We leave Riann on the bed to catch his breath and share a drink.
“Better than you imagined?” She asks before taking a long sip, watching me the entire time.
“I had every faith you wouldn’t steer any of us wrong.”
When Riann stands, we both look at him. This is the part where the other man leaves. But my previous declaration the rules don’t apply stuck with him and he goes to his knees in front of me.
“Can I be the one to finish you this time?”
I blink down at him for a moment. It hadn’t occurred to me that he’d want even more. I look up at Hannah, her smile is wide and bright and she bites her lip, head tipping in a little nod.
Why not?
I wrap my hand around his head and guide him to my still painfully hard cock.
His lips aren't as soft as Hannah’s, his movements not so sure, but what he lacks in skill, he definitely makes up for in enthusiasm.
He’s only the second person to ever do this for me. And while he illustrates how masterful Hannah is at it… There’s no denying he could be very good at it with a little practice.
Hannah turns my face to hers and kisses me, tongue delving into my mouth and dragging me that much closer to the edge. When her hand joins mine at the back of Riann’s head, guiding him a little deeper, a little rougher, the first sharp tightening of my abdomen signals how close I am again.
“You may want to—”
His tongue does something I’ve never felt before and my warning dies as it comes to late
But he doesn’t pull back. He presses further forward and becomes the second person to ever drink my come down.
He drops his head to my thigh, “Thank you.”
My head swims, but I remember how this is supposed to play out. That doesn’t mean it isn’t a day for deviations.
With a gentle hand on his chin, I bring Riann to his feet. “You are very welcome.”
Even though it wasn’t part of the plan, it’s my turn to brush a kiss to his lips. When I draw back, his eyes are once again, so wide, I know he wants to ask for more, but there are no promises.
I turn to Hannah once I’m sure his legs will hold him to kiss her as well, and then, step into the bathroom.
We talked about this ahead of time. I’m giving her time to gently tell him he needs to find another option because this shouldn’t happen again. The last thing I want to do is give him a hope that there might be something between the three of us.
At least, that was the way it was before we did this. Now…. I might be okay to have him join us again.
I know when I’m able to come back out by the fluttering feeling through me as Hannah uses the bond to coax me out to her.
She’s alone in the room, sitting in the chair and finishing a glass of the liquor. “He took it okay. I think he was surprised it actually happened at all.”
Standing, she comes to me and hands me the last of the glass. “I think I’m going to talk to Margot about maybe adding some male employees.”
“She might find herself with an even larger clientele. Do you think the building could handle it?”
She laughs at me and I can’t stop myself from drawing her close and kissing her so deeply her contentment pulses through me.
Eighteen
HANNAH
I knew Hazard wouldn’t have a problem with me going back to work. I hadn’t realized just how seamlessly the two halves of my life could fit together.
His hand slipped into mine, we walk across the parking lot, leaving Margot’s through the back door so we don’t have to run into anyone who might want to divert us back to the rooms.
It’s early enough the sun’s still painting the sky in golden hues, and I feel… like bonding to Hazard had given me back my life.
I turn into him pressing up on my toes for a kiss. “Did you mean what you said?”
“Yes.” He doesn’t have to ask what I mean. There’s no confusion like there was with Noa. He tugs me along.
“Riann will have to find his own happiness elsewhere, eventually, but I don’t mind helping him bridge the gap until then.”
“I’m so glad to hear it.”
We’re more than halfway to the car and he pulls me close to press a kiss to my hair.
But he jerks, cursing, and pulls me fully in front of him, lifting my feet off the ground and carrying me—twice as quickly—to the car.
My arm stings. The burning sensation makes me look at his as he rounds the car eyes searching in every direction. Someone else’s anxiety and anger are a strange cocktail.
He doesn’t even try to hide the tear in his coat, or the blood that has started to soak the fabric.
When he gets in the car, I reach for him, and he winces, but he doesn’t jerk his arm away.
“What happened?”
“Someone shot me.”
I freeze, my hand clutched around his arm. “I’ll drive.”
I let him deal with his wound—heaven knows he’s had more than enough experience—and focus on steering the car up the mountain.
We’re both silent, save for a brief call to Cindy where Hazard explained absolutely nothing.
The wound stings, and my jaw hurts from how hard he’s clenching his. But I’m not going to complain.
I go immediately to the bathroom and grab a towel from one of the cabinets. And when I come back out, he’s pulled a chair away from the window and is struggling out of his jacket.
Towel on the table, I move to help.
This is the first time I haven’t been happy while undressing him.
Stripped to the waist, Hazard holds the towel against his arm and stares at the caldera outside. It’s a pain mitigation tool… I can feel the difference when he lets his focus slip, so I don’t try to talk to him. And I don’t take it personally.
I keep myself busy while we wait, so that my thoughts don’t intrude and send something across the bond that will be unhelpful.
It feels like forever before the bell rings and I can hurry over to open it.
“Hello, where’s the patient?”
I wave her toward where Hazard is waiting and barely have time to say hello back before Core hands me their baby. “I brought a distraction for you.”
And he is distracting… but not enough to make me lose track of anything that’s going on with Hazard.
“Looks like you got a souvenir.” Cindy says, opening up her kit and pulling out a half a dozen implements.
The first thing she does is fill a syringe and stab Hazard.
He draws in a hiss, but the sharp pain dissipates quickly, and then… my arm goes numb.
I switch the kid to my other side before I accidentally drop them.
“How did you manage to pick up a bullet?” Cindy asks, muttering about it still being in there.
“Someone shot me.”
She looks at him like he’s had a head injury. “Well that’s obvious. I didn’t think it had just appeared there on its own.”
“We were leaving Margots and someone shot him. We haven’t had time to figure out who or why just yet.”
Core lets out a low whistle. “You’ve been bonded for less than a month and you’re already back to work?”
“Not back to work. We just had an appointment that was long overdue.”
Core’s brow rises and he turns his scrutiny on Hazard. “Lucky guy.”
“Yes, he was.”
Cindy mutters something and keeps sewing him up, but she’s smiling.
We all flinch when the door chimes.
Hazard groans and shoots a glare at Core. “Please tell me you did not call Drift.”
“I am not about to give you a reason to hit me.”
Handing his kid back to him, I cross to the door and pull it wide. The man there leaves me blinking.
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br /> “Can I help you?” I ask the officer lurking on my front step.
“I am here to speak to your mate.”
I’ve encountered that kind of attitude before—though not often—and know it’ll just be easier to let him talk to Hazard.
So I step out of his way…. But I don’t take my eyes off him—that’s why I realize he wasn’t expecting to actually find Hazard. Or maybe he wasn’t expecting to have an audience.
“Officer,” Core says, bouncing his kid. “How fortuitous that you arrived before we even had to call you.”
“We were called.”
Everyone in the room looks at him. Waiting.
The silence clearly makes him uncomfortable. I’m okay with that.
“Sir, your bondmate was seen fleeing an area where gunshots were reported. Given her recent incarceration—”
I roll my eyes and take a deep breath so I don’t say anything.
“—we thought it was best to make sure you were unharmed.”
Cindy’s pinched frown turns from him to me.
I wave a hand and don’t need any more information to guess why he’s here. “This guy seems to think I killed my last bondmate.”
“She didn’t shoot me.” Hazard takes the scissors from Cindy’s hand and cuts the threads himself. “But someone else did.”
“I understand your reticence to the idea that someone as close to you as she is could harm you, sir, but—”
“No. It’s not reticence. It’s first hand knowledge of the situation. And even if I didn’t know she couldn’t possibly have pulled the trigger, I know Hannah.
“Regardless, we are going to have to take her down to the office to question her. At least until we can rule her out.”
“That’s a load of utter horseshit.” Cindy said, looking more menacing than she should because of the curved needle still in her hand.
“And it will happen over my dead body.”
But I had a way to keep myself out of those horrific cells again, and I’m going to take it.
I pull my comm from my pocket and dial the code without having to think about the number. It’s muscle memory at this point.
The music throbs through the speaker for a half a heartbeat before she gets some place quieter.
“Hi Margot. Can you send me the south parking lot footage from about four this afternoon?”
