by Rena Marks
He couldn’t help but laugh.
“Promise me you’ll rest today?” He tossed the scanner to the side.
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Of course, I will. For you, anything.”
“You’re too good for me.” He knew his voice displayed all his emotion for her.
“God, I love you.”
Serena:
The world seemed to freeze. Any of his shards knew this. They wouldn’t be surprised by her admission. But Pax? Pax was apt to run scared. Why had she let it slip? Because it was on her mind so much?
But he didn’t look scared. Instead he pulled her closer to him so he could whisper. “I love you, too.”
Now it was her turn to freeze. Was he sure? “Pax?”
He dropped his forehead to hers. “We probably could have planned that better. If you had been wearing the bubble instead of me, I could kiss you senseless right now.”
She couldn’t help but giggle. “I love you so much, I’m willing to kiss you without tongue.” She kissed his lips, the thin bubble between them.
And then they were all hands, his on her breasts, hers on the rapidly swelling bulge in his pants.
“Why didn’t you have the foresight to be naked under the bubblesuit?”
“Because I don’t think anyone but you appreciates it, my love,” he said. “Lie back on your bed. Let me pleasure you.”
He crawled onto her bed next to her and then gave an involuntary jerk.
“Fuck off,” Pax muttered under his breath.
“What’s going on?” she murmured.
“Someone wants to come out.”
“Is that bad?” she asked him.
He looked at her. “You don’t understand. They know we’re naked. They know what we’ve been doing. They could feel it while inside me.”
“And I’ve done a lot of it with them,” she said. “Does it bother you?”
“No. But…would you want all of us at the same time?”
“Maybe not all,” she laughed. “Or at least not yet. But it isn’t everyone trying to come out, is it?”
“No,” he said, breathing deep. “You’re sure?”
“Pax, I love you. I love all parts of you.”
He nodded and took a deep breath.
Just like that, Lust sprang from his body. In a transparent bubble, the same way Pax was.
“Way to go, sweetheart,” he said, crawling along her body on the other side of the bed. “It’s time to teach Pax how much fun we can all have. Together.”
Pax gently pushed her onto her back. “Thanks for letting him out. Ever fantasize about twins, sweetheart?” Pax’s voice was low and rumbly—like smoke. It shot white hot desire through her midsection, curling somewhere inside her core.
He planned this, she realized. He planned for Lust, of all people, to be the one, knowing the super-charged emotions would rub off on him. Maybe it was a subconscious knowledge. It made her needy and super-strung out, both at the same time.
“All the time,” she whispered.
“Good,” he said, his gorgeous amber eyes glowing. Slowly his inner eyelids swept across his eyes—lazily. Like he had all the control in the world. Like he was going to take his time.
A shiver ran through her because hell. This was Pax and Lust. Together. Her dream come true.
Chapter Fifteen
CHEST HEAVING IN anticipation, she tried to reach for him, but he grabbed her hand and brought her fingertips to his lips to kiss. She tried to pull him toward her, but Lust was right there, nudging her backward with his shoulder against hers. His steely forearm pinned her midsection, holding her down.
“This is about you, Rena,” Lust whispered against her lips. “Kiss me and let Pax do his thing.”
What was Pax’s thing? She thought maybe she knew but she wasn’t sure. Broad shoulders pushed her thighs apart and then she knew for sure that she knew.
Ecstasy burst across her sensitized nerves when his ruthless mouthed claimed her pussy in a devastating lick where she could feel the warmth and pressure of his tongue. The movement as he swiped over her sensitized, swollen tissues again. Arching at once, she cried out, but Lust’s mouth descended, muffling her ragged scream. His ravenous groan filled the room. Roughly Pax pushed her wider. She could feel his fingers spreading her pussy lips as he licked hungrily at her entrance before thrusting his tongue inside, then sliding up to lash at her clit. Almost delirious with the pleasure of it, she twisted her tongue against Lust’s at the same time she writhed against the iron bar of the forearm holding her down. She couldn’t taste Lust, of course, but damn if this kiss wasn’t close to the real thing. He didn’t care if the bubble around his mouth was damaged, because he only needed it to cover him from the neck down.
Lust’s hand came across to squeeze her nipple, shooting sparks of pleasure through her.
Broad fingers pushed inside her at the same time as Pax began sucking on her clit, his tongue roughly flicking against the agonized flesh in rhythm with every thrust of his hand.
Her orgasm came fast and hard, sweeping over her as she moaned, tearing her mouth from Lust’s. Then Pax kept going, relentlessly drawing more convulsions from deep inside her inner muscles. It was an intense rush of hyper-sensitized pleasure like she’d never known. When her tremors subsided, Pax finally lifted his head, though she felt his fingers still inside her.
Serena lay panting and boneless and shaking.
“I wish the damn bubble would give away at my mouth,” he said. “I want the taste of you on my tongue.”
“Next project,” Lust said. “We’ll need to figure out how to thin it enough at the mouth area that it may give way. It held up through some frantic French kissing, too.”
“You’re the perfect woman,” Pax gritted. “Your pussy is gripping my fingers so tight. You’re still convulsing around me.”
“How did the bubble hold up there?” Lust asked him.
He pulled his fingers from the warmth of her sheath. They were wet and shiny. “Still intact.”
“Then you should be able to take a cock just fine, sweet,” Lust said, kissing her lips lightly.
“Two cocks,” Pax growled. “Though we’ll wait for your skin to toughen up before we take you bare at the same time.”
Lord, if she could come in a split second through a giant condom, she couldn’t imagine how good it might be when they were all naked.
“No,” Lust rumbled. “For now we’ll take turns with that pretty pussy.”
“But…how?” Words were lost for her as she stared at them, still clothed.
Lust smiled. “Sonic cleanse to loosen it, then Pax and I will peel it off each other. We’ll strip our clothes off and attach a new bubble. And baby, just so you’ll be wet with anticipation the whole time…we have a big surprise.”
“Surprise?”
Pax looked intense as he held up a wrist. Under the bubble, he wore a thin—almost dainty—gold chain. It hung a bit loosely.
“I don’t understand.”
“You know how we pierced the skin at your shoulders with studs that would give the bubble a metal to attach to? This bracelet is going around our cocks,” Lust said.
Pax leaned in. “As a bracelet, the chain is loose.”
Oh, hell. That meant their dicks would be deliciously thicker than their wrists. Even though she’d just come, she had to squeeze her thighs together as she felt liquid lick at her core.
“Hurry,” she whispered.
Pax grinned and deposited a quick kiss onto her lips, leaving the faint taste of their sex. Something naughty gleamed in Lust’s eyes as he quickly kissed her lips after Pax as if he wanted to catch a taste. “You’ll be delicious,” he murmured, kissing her again.
When they left her to head into the sonic chamber, she sat up, her bare back against the cool wall. She raised one knee and let the other fall to the mattress, displaying her perfectly for their view.
It didn’t take them long before the door to the chamber opened and two men in all their sple
ndid glory emerged.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Lust said, palming his hard length in his hand.
She couldn’t stop staring at the glorious, beautiful twin cocks—or the fact that Pax was touching Lust, getting the bubble to attach to his naked skin.
“What turns you on, sweetheart?” Lust said, watching her carefully, his gaze focused between her legs.
She didn’t dare tell them, afraid to scare Pax away. But she didn’t need to worry about that. With a glance at Pax, Lust reached out and stroked Pax’s cock.
Her inhalation was sharp.
“Yeah, that does it for her,” Pax said.
Lust palmed the length of Pax’s cock, giving his wrist a little flick at the end, which made Pax’s eyes roll back. That was hot, so hot. And now that they were in front of her, she could study their cocks. Not only were they thick, they had ridges of thick veins that spiraled from tip to base. Veins that ran over ridges and bumps.
Not human cocks at all. But still her lovers.
Lust removed the chain from his wrist and kneeled in front of Pax. Serena’s breathing quickened. He fastened the chain around the base of Pax’s cock. Their girth was a welcome surprise and sure enough, as promised, the chain wasn’t loose on his cock.
As she watched, Pax took another bubble and started it low on his abdomen, where it could attach around the chain and leave his cock free. Bareback.
They were going to fuck her. They were really going to fuck her.
The bubble had already spread around the sides of Lust’s magnificent waist and was dipping into the cut of six-pack abs. It wouldn’t be too much longer that she had to wait. Because hell if she didn’t want to loop her finger through the juices of her cunt and swirl them around her clit. But she had to wait. She had to wait until they were completely bubble-covered to do it for her.
“It works,” she said, watching as the bubble closed around the cock-chain.
“Did you doubt me, precious?” Pax rumbled.
She quickly shook her head no before her attention was drawn to Lust, who began to fasten his chain around his own jutting cock. There was no way to describe how sexy that was.
The moan escaped before she could control it.
Both men held still, knowing the bubble would spread faster if they stopped their movements. And before she realized it, it was over. They were completely enclosed except for gorgeous, thick cocks.
“What are you thinking?” Pax asked her as they moved closer to the bed. Lust didn’t even pretend to try to look away from her exposed crotch.
“How sexy it is that you had to measure your hard cocks to get the chain the right size,” she blurted out.
Pax’s voice was a strained rasp. He held his body rigid, filled with tension. He brought her hand to his crotch. “Feel how hard I am for you.”
“Pax.” His name was wrenched from her throat when he lowered himself to the bed and brought his delicious cock to butt up against her, the thick head sliding up and down the lips of her pussy, rubbing over her clit. “Oh, god. Please.”
He pushed back down through her folds and teased her entrance. “Tell me what you need, Rena.”
“More.” It was a ragged plea. “I need you inside me. Skin to skin.”
“She’s soaked,” Lust said and then his mouth latched onto her nipple. She arched her back and cried out.
Pax’s hands braced on either side of her hips. In one slick thrust, his cock shoved deep. So deep. Her body stiffened, a cry trapped in her throat as she struggled to take him—he was buried inside her but so much bigger than she expected. While she was wet and ready, it was still shocking to be stretched and stuffed so full.
At this moment she realized that nothing—absolutely nothing—about the girth of that cock was human. And she could feel every bump, every ridge, as he sank into her.
With a harsh groan, Pax didn’t wait for her to recover but drew slightly back before driving into her again. Her muscles clamped down on his thick shaft, and this time her cry broke free as his name escaped her lips.
He paused, tension holding his body in a steel grip, his cock wedged deep. “You feel so perfect around my dick. So wet and tight, just sucking me in. I never thought it could be this good.”
Next to her, Lust growled. “She’s ours. Made for us.”
Pax’s mouth covered hers. His tongue touched her and she groaned as his cock moved a bit. His mouth slid from hers to trail kisses across her jaw. His voice was low and deep. “You all right?”
Better than all right. Stuffed so full she could easily explode without him even moving. “Yeah.”
Pax’s hands gripped her hips and lifted her higher onto his lap, mercilessly grinding against her hot, lubed flesh, fucking harder into her. “Definitely. Her pussy’s made for our cocks. I can bottom out . . . balls-deep . . . on every fucking stroke.”
She was lost in a sensation of feeling. Feeling the ridges of his cock twist and turn against her slick, tightened, swollen flesh.
“I can’t last,” he groaned, almost apologetically.
“Then don’t,” Lust said. “Fill her up with your hot, wet cum and let me have my turn to delve into that wet pussy.”
The visual of Lust using her right after Pax was too much. Pax’s cock struck deep and hard inside her, a magical spot that sent her over the edge. Raggedly crying out with pleasure against the back of her hand, as she tried to muffle the desperate sounds that two men wrung from her, she clenched around his cock. He tightened his grip and thrust faster, harder, angling her up higher until every thrust triggered uncontrollable bouts of orgasms spiraling on top of one another, each one starting before another could end.
She screamed his name as she came, but he just kept fucking, relentless, forcing his way through the clench of her orgasming pussy, again and again, and he was groaning as if the feel of her coming around him was just too much pleasure to stand.
“Fuck,” he groaned and his body shuddered his release into the greedy heat of her pussy.
He pulled out, his cock making an embarrassing squelch because her pussy—tramp that she was—didn’t want to let him go.
“Hell,” Lust rumbled and his eyes flash dark gold. “For the love of god. Move, man.”
With a grin, Pax grabbed her pillows and propped them behind her. She opened her legs and wrapped them around Lust, pulling him in, watching how his face was glued to the sight of her drenched, used pussy.
Like Pax had, he slid into her with one giant stroke, groaning when he bottomed out and they became one. He stopped as if to savor the feeling.
“Feels so fucking good,” he groaned, dropping his head into the crook of her neck. Then he began slow, delicious thrusts.
She looked over at Pax to find him watching her. Deliberately flexing her thighs, she lifted herself as much as she could, working against his slow thrusts, pushing down on his cock every time he slid out of her, never giving him a respite from the greedy heat of her pussy. She could hear the hiss of his breath through clenched teeth.
“Work him, baby,” Pax said.
She squeezed her inner muscles of her sheath and a groan rumbled from Lust’s chest. His hands tightened on the sheets of her bed and a sharp thrust drove her upward.
“Hold a minute,” Pax said, and lifted her body up enough to crawl behind her. He settled her back down onto his chest, his large hands palming her breasts, her bottom cupped in his groin.
“Now go as hard as you’d like,” he said to Lust.
Lust’s thick, hard cock rammed into her, again and again. She arched slightly, her hard nipples poking into Pax’s hands. She didn’t think she’d be able to get turned on again, not after just coming. But damn if his forceful fucking wasn’t doing it for her.
One of Pax’s hands left her breast to snake down the middle of her body. His middle finger found her clit and began stroking the slick bundle of nerves in time with the steady thrust of Lust’s cock.
She was wet—so wet she felt like liquid gushed from h
er each time Lust pulled out. She couldn’t possibly come again. But with two glorious hot guys who knew her body inside and out, she had no choice. They were going to play her like an instrument.
Savagely Pax dragged her up higher onto his body, and Lust’s mouth latched onto her breast, sucking on her nipple as he fucked even harder up into her. His next thrust forced all thought from her brain.
She cried out, her fingertips digging into Lust’s shoulders. He was focused, pounding deep, and she was moaning under the onslaught of Pax’s wicked finger. Lust’s hot, wet mouth left her breast to seek her kiss. The orgasm slammed into her, throwing her right over again, screaming into his mouth with his cock pulsing hard and deep inside her, filling her with so much cum she could feel it slide out.
Everything inside her—every emotion, every muscle—everything softened. Her legs wrapped him tight and her fingers sank deeper into his hair, and he still kissed her, using a tongue she could feel but couldn’t taste. She kissed him back, loving the ragged heave of his chest and the feeling of his weight on top of her.
Which made her wonder at how much weight they pressed onto Pax below them. “Are you all right?” she asked, turning her head to him. He kissed the side of her cheek. “Yeah. I’m fine. But if Lust is sufficiently recovered…”
With a groan, Lust lifted his head and pulled out of her, dropping to her side on the mattress. Pax turned them so he was spooning her, facing Lust.
“I love you,” Lust said to her, kissing her fingers. To Pax, he said, “Thank you for letting me share.”
Chapter Sixteen
Pax:
SERENA SLEPT PEACEFULLY IN his arms all night. He and Lust woke before she did, communicating mentally so as not to wake her.
One day she’ll be our mate, Lust projected at him. The foolish shard was positive about it, no doubt about it.
I’d like that. But it has to be up to her. No pressure from us. Any of us.
She’ll choose us, Pax. I know it.
I wish I could be as sure.
If you would just let yourself, you’d feel it. Deep inside you. You’d feel how she’s meant to be ours.
