by Aubrey Ross
She smiled into his eyes. “Absolutely.”
Her lips parted sweetly for his tongue. She tasted of wine and passion. Knowing they’d waited to share this with him made the anticipation almost unbearable. Daniel grew hard against her belly and her clever fingers encouraged his reaction.
“Eleven hours of foreplay is testing even my self-control,” Leos grumbled.
“I don’t care about you.” He searched Nicole’s eyes, captivated by their luminous depths. “Are you ready for this?”
“More than ready.” She guided his hand to the juncture of her thighs and he groaned at the wet heat awaiting him. “I’ve waited half my life to feel you inside me.”
Powerless in the face of her desire, Daniel moved to the edge of the bed and sat. She climbed onto his lap and reached between them, guiding his cock to her opening. He held her hips, steadying her as she descended. Her hot, wet flesh surrounded him, inch by glorious inch.
He tangled his hand in her hair and brought her mouth to his, kissing her with all the passion and tenderness welling up inside him. Affection surged into his mind and drenched his body with unexpected warmth. His eyes flew open and he looked at Leos. “You established a permanent link.”
“How can we keep her safe if we can’t sense her?”
Thrilled by the increased intimacy, he passed his feelings across the link, sharing himself with her mind to mind. Her inner muscles tightened and he grew even harder than before. Leos allowed their embrace for only a moment before he pushed Daniel over onto his back. “I’d like to initiate the bond now if it’s all the same to you.”
“Should we let him? This feels awfully good to me.”
“He waited for you. It’s only fair.” Nicole tried not to let her anxiety show. Leos had prepared her well. There was no reason for her fear.
Leos rubbed her shoulders and moved her hair aside so he could lick the side of her neck. “The first time is always unnerving. I’ll take it nice and slow.” Daniel pulled her forward, flattening her breasts against his chest. Leos coated his cock with lubricant then smeared the gel across her opening. “Here we go.”
He circled her twice before slowly pushing inside. Pressure built within her. Stretch became sting for an instant before her body released. He drove deeper and deeper, tightening her pussy around Daniel’s cock.
“Holy fuck,” Daniel groaned. “That’s got to be hurting her. Pull out.”
Rather than argue she opened her mind, sharing the sensations with both men. Leos clutched her hips, trembling against her back while Daniel stroked her sides.
“I’m fine,” she whispered. “Anything less would be a disappointment.”
Leos pulled back. His slow withdrawal sent pleasure rippling through her abdomen. She tried to lift herself up, but Daniel grabbed her hips. “Take your time. Let your body get used to this before we move.”
She smiled, obviously pleased by his concern. Her eyes were fully dilated and her skin was deeply flushed. Even without their link, he could tell she was highly aroused. Still, he didn’t want to rush her, wanted this to be perfect for all of them.
Nichole hovered in a surreal haze. This was really happening. Leos and Daniel were making love to her, completing her in a way no human man could understand. She was their mate and they were hers. Even years of uncertainty and past disasters couldn’t keep them apart.
In and out, in and out, Leos slid against and inside her. Daniel caressed her sides and legs, his touch never lingering anywhere for long. She pushed against his chest and shifted the angle of her hips, rocking her pelvis up as Leos pulled outward. Daniel groaned and she shivered. She was wet, more than ready, but her inner muscles still clasped each of her lovers tightly.
She moved on Daniel as Leos moved in her. Daniel insinuated his hands between their bodies and found her swollen clit. She gasped and her inner walls tightened, forcing the pleasure higher. He did it again and again until she cried out with each skillful touch.
Leos cupped her breasts as his strokes grew deeper and stronger. She followed his lead, moving faster, taking Daniel deeper. Her hips rolled in a smooth, nearly circular motion.
Heat swelled. Pleasure passed between them with an effortless flow. Leos drove his full length into her ass then pulled her upward as he pulled back. They both hovered, barely inside her, then they thrust in together, filling her completely.
She cried out, her body exploding with an unexpected climax. They filled her again and again, their movements perfectly synchronized. Colors danced in front of her eyes and reality blurred.
Leos came next. His pleasure blasted into her, triggering another orgasm. She trembled and shook, her powerful spasms caressing both her mates. Daniel arched beneath her, his release quickly following hers.
For a long time they clung together, breathless and speechless. Leos stroked her hair and Daniel kissed her neck as she floated between them. Welcome home, love. We’ve been waiting for you.
She wasn’t sure if Leos or Daniel had sent the thoughts into her passion-addled mind, but it made her smile. “That was a pretty amazing welcome,” she whispered, too content to move.
Chapter Six
True to his word, Leos barely let her leave the bedroom for the next week. She told Anne she needed some time alone and assured her it wouldn’t affect her salary. Anne asked if the enigmatic Burton brothers had anything to do with her desire for solitude, but Nicole wouldn’t rise to the bait.
Daniel filled her days with warmth and laughter while Leos overwhelmed her inhibitions with the intensity of his desire. She’d felt comfortable with Daniel from day one. He was easy to talk to and easier to love.
Leos, on the other hand, could be overbearing and moody. He frequently challenged her ideas just to see her reaction. Their discussion about color choices in “Mischief” was rapidly deteriorating into an argument when understanding spread through Nicole.
“You just like to argue, don’t you?”
“We aren’t arguing.” He stalked toward her, desire gleaming in his eyes. “This is a friendly debate.”
“About something completely irrelevant to you.”
“Nothing about you is irrelevant.” He rolled her chair back from her desk and turned her around. “But you’re finished working for tonight.”
“I am?”
“You are.”
“And what am I going to do instead?”
“I never punished you for recruiting Daniel and conspiring against me.”
She laughed despite his stern expression. “Daniel recruited me.”
“Then you admit to conspiracy?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Not really. The evidence against you is incontrovertible.”
He pulled her to her feet and brushed his lips over hers. “So I must be punished?”
“Absolutely.”
Excitement spiraled through her body. His lovemaking had been mostly tender for the past few days. The primal fire she’d glimpsed during their first encounter had been carefully banked.
“What do you have in mind?”
Without explanation, he led her across the studio and down the narrow staircase. Her bed was still rumpled from her passionate tussle with Daniel that morning.
“Undress,” he said as he closed the door.
She recognized his imperious tone, knew what he expected from her. “Yes, Sir.” Her hands trembled as she stripped off her clothes. He stood beside the bed, silent and imposing. When she was naked, she moved in front of him and lowered her gaze to the floor.
He sat on the bed and overtly studied her body. “Move your legs apart so I can see your pussy. Never hide yourself from me again.”
A hot flush crawled up her throat as she obeyed. “I’m sorry, Sir. It wasn’t intentional.”
“Touch yourself. I want to watch you find pleasure.”
An objection parted her lips, but she stubbornly bit it back. After everything they’d done together, how could anything embarrass her? She cupped her
breasts and rolled her nipples, alternating between soft strokes and persistent tugs.
“Come here.” She immediately moved between his legs and offered her breasts. He sucked firmly, working in tandem with her own caresses. Her nipples beaded and a slow, melting sensation passed through her abdomen.
“Enough.” His tone was deep and throaty. “Bend over my legs and keep your thighs separated.”
Uncertainty knotted her stomach. She thought he’d forgotten about her punishment when she undressed. She should have known it wouldn’t be that easy. With a deep breath, she calmed her wayward mind. He wouldn’t hurt her. Even at his fiercest he’d carefully guarded her pleasure. She trusted him with her body, and her life.
Bending from the waist, she rested her upper body across his legs. He shifted her forward until her breasts pressed against one thigh and the other supported her hips. Her toes barely touched the floor and she couldn’t figure out what to do with her arms.
“Have you ever been spanked?”
She shook her head, then muttered, “No, Sir.”
He suddenly tensed and his tone grew serious. “If you want me to stop, tell me telepathically. I’ll be able to sense your emotions that way, so I’ll know you’re really afraid.”
“I’m not afraid of you.” She was glad he couldn’t see her smile. She was naked and bent over his lap. Now was not the best time to provoke him. “But I appreciate the safe word.”
“Then brace yourself against the floor. I need both hands.” He released his hold on her back and moved his legs closer together. She teetered forward, in danger of toppling off his lap. Splaying her hands against the carpet, she pushed up until her body was balanced again. “Good.”
She heard the low hum of a vibrator and froze. He must have retrieved one from the trusty gym bag while she undressed.
“Why so tense, sweetheart? This part feels good.”
He traced her crease with the rounded tip of the vibrator and she moaned. Despite her ignoble position and the promised pain, she was unable to hide her reaction to the stimulation. Her pussy came alive with tingling heat, inner muscles tight and needy.
Taking his time, he teased her folds and circled her clit in an endless figure eight. “You’re so wet. Does this feel good?”
“Yes, Sir. Everything you do feels good.”
“Everything?” With the vibrator gently circling her clit, he pushed two fingers into her dripping passage then worked the liquid up to her other opening.
She held her breath, knowing full well what he intended to do. His fingertips awakened the nerve endings congregated in the puckered flesh before breaching the stubborn ring of muscles.
“Does this feel good?”
Her breath hissed out and gasped in before she could speak. “I never thought I’d enjoy anything that involved my ass, but everything you do feels amazing.”
His fingers slid in and out, in and out. Tingles gathered and pressure built. Her pussy fluttered, craving the fullness and motion he was bestowing on her other opening.
The sweet rush of release had just begun when he removed his fingers and turned off the toy. “You haven’t earned that yet.”
She tossed her hair out of her eyes and tried not to howl in frustration. His hand stroked over her bottom. He squeezed her cheeks and explored the crack in between, intentionally passing his fingertips over her sensitive anus. She held perfectly still, unsure what to expect.
“Do you deserve punishment?”
No sound emerged when she tried to speak, so she nodded her head. His hand came down hard against her ass cheek and she gasped. Before she could object to the sting, heat crawled across her skin and sank into her flesh. Oh, how odd, how wonderful.
She closed her eyes and concentrated on the heat. After a long pause, he spanked her other cheek. Her clit throbbed and tension rippled through her core. And he wasn’t even touching her there.
His hand swatted upward this time, catching the lower swell of her ass where it met the back of her thigh. He repeated the motion on the other side. Sensation flowed through her abdomen, gathering force as it rolled along. Her clit tingled, primed and ready to trigger her orgasm.
“Please, Sir, may I come?” She was afraid she was going to come with or without his permission.
“Your eagerness pleases me.” He passed his fingers over her ass, barely skimming her sensitized skin. “Come.”
Then he flicked her clit, detonating her climax with one firm pass. She cried out, surprised by the force of the spasms. Her inner muscles clenched forcefully as the pleasure swelled outward from the apex of her thighs.
He kissed the small of her back then lifted her off his legs. “Kneel and put your hands behind your back.”
Unsteady and tingling from the wonderful release, she folded her legs beneath her and crossed her arms at the small of her back. He stood and fastened handcuffs around her wrists. Pausing to make sure she was steady, he then took off his clothes.
His garments brushed against her as he set them aside and the scent of his arousal became more pungent. She let her eyes feast on his naked body. Aftershocks of her orgasm were still pinging through her and already her greedy flesh wanted more.
He stroked his shaft from stem to tip, drawing her attention to its impressive length. “Offer me your mouth.”
She quickly wet her lips and tilted her head in silent invitation. He grasped the back of her hair, more a posture of dominance than actual control. She circled his broad tip with her tongue, savoring the salty tang of his excitement.
“Suck me.” She barely had time to tighten her lips before he pushed deep into her mouth. He pulled his hips back and settled into a strong, slow rhythm. “So good.” A few repetitions were all he could take. He withdrew from her mouth and chuckled. “Too damned good.”
He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the bed. She turned her face to the side and pressed her breasts into the soft mattress. Grasping her hips, he aimed his cock between her thighs and entered her pussy with one sharp thrust.
Far beyond gentleness, he fucked her fast and hard. Her body surrendered, taking all he had to give. His being drove into her mind with equal insistency. She opened to him, amazed by the emotions driving his aggression. He adored her, utterly adored her. She shared her affection with him, holding nothing back.
Sensations flowed out of him and into her, gaining speed with each lunge of his hips. Pleasure rained down upon them and rushed up through them, consuming reality with staggering speed.
She turned her face into the mattress and screamed. The bedding muffled her cries, but he threw back his head and roared, uncaring if the world bore witness to his pleasure.
Her cries gave way to giggles as he struggled to catch his breath. “What’s so damned funny?”
“I’m pretty sure they heard you in Napa Valley. No one can accuse you of suppressing your feelings anymore.”
He gave her bottom a parting swat as he separated their bodies. “Would you like a shower or would you rather laugh at me?”
“Can I laugh at you in the shower?”
“We’ll see.” He smiled as he unfastened her handcuffs and helped her to her feet.
* * *
Each time they made love the soul bond strengthened. Knowing they were just a thought away filled Nicole with a sense of wellbeing. She’d never realized how lonely she was until she became part of a telepathic community. No one entered her mind without permission. Still, she hadn’t realized the other Dichotomy would have access to the link.
“Can the others sense my emotions?” she asked Daniel as dusk approached on the sixth day. She sat across from him at the kitchen table, sharing a cheese pizza.
Daniel shook his head and the fading sunlight gleamed in his dark blond hair. “Even with us your emotions have to be really strong or you have to intentionally share them.”
“Then you can’t read my mind?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “The link doesn’t work that way. Why? Are yo
u harboring secrets?”
“Maybe.” She focused on the pizza box and the lid flipped open.
“When did this happen?”
“Just a second ago.” She grinned at him. “Didn’t you see it move?”
He ignored her attempt at humor and reached under the table to squeeze her knee. “Leos’s abilities are a lot stronger than he lets on. Have you been able to do anything else?”
“Nope. Just minor telekinetics.”
“Other abilities could develop as the bond matures. It’s really hard to say.”
“I’m not in it for the superpowers. I’m in it for the sex.” She set down her half-eaten slice of pizza as more questions rolled through her mind. “My uncle looks younger than I do and he’s only half Dichotomy. Will the soul bond slow down my aging?”
“Yes. You could be stuck with us for centuries.”
She smiled. “You make it sound like a bad thing.”
He rubbed his chest and pushed back his chair. “Are you bored with this part yet?” A golden nimbus erupted around him then light burst from the middle of his chest.
“Not even close,” she whispered.
Transition was far more gradual when Leos wasn’t forcing the issue. The light mellowed, surrounding her with a surreal haze as Leos separated from Daniel. Leos wavered between substance and energy for a moment longer; then his body solidified. She watched the transformation in silent awe, mesmerized by the beauty.
An arm encircled her neck, dragging her out of the chair. Pain stabbed into her shoulder and a second arm wrapped around her chest. Reality spun away. Her senses paused, paralyzed by the darkness. She screamed and screamed, but no sound penetrated the silence.
A forceful rushing drove the breath from her lungs as she was propelled through the void. Terrified and confused, she clung to the arms supporting her.
