“Don’t give up on him so easily. Brock’s heart is full of love. He just needs to be reminded how much he has to give.”
Sarah dropped her head into her hands. She was already falling in love with Brock, but was it real? Did she even know what love was? Brock was right. She had to give Elias a chance.
“I’m so confused.” She lifted her head and found the room empty. She swiped the back of her hand over her eyes and wondered if she’d imagined Mina. Realizing she had a harder choice to make now than before, she poured paint into the pan. It would be a long day, and right or wrong, she would be sleeping with another man tonight.
Chapter Nine
Sarah had spent the afternoon alone and managed to finish painting most of the upstairs. Now, she let the hot water caress her skin, washing away all the dirt and sweat from the day’s work. She only wished her troubles would go down the drain along with the soap bubbles. She still hadn’t come to any conclusions regarding her mate problem, other than be careful what you wish for. She’d gone from longing for her mate to having to choose between two. Many women would kill for such a dilemma, but she wouldn’t wish this on even her worst enemy.
The men had left earlier, going to their respective homes to clean up and would be coming back to her house later. Anticipation zinged across her skin when she thought about what was in store for her. Though her mind wasn’t sure, it was obvious her body was. Already moisture coated the fleshy lips between her thighs, and it took every ounce of strength she had not to push her fingers into her core and bring satisfaction. No, she needed to save her pleasure for later.
Sarah stepped from the shower and ran a towel across her skin. Glancing at the clock, she realized she’d taken too much time. Brock and Elias would be here in a half hour. She quickly ran a comb through her hair then headed to the dresser. Pulling open the drawer, she fingered a soft tee.
“No. This will never do.” She pushed it closed and opened the one above it. A smile formed on her lips, and she reached for the black, matching bra and thong. No sooner had she pushed the material up her thighs and settled it on her hips, than the doorbell rang. She did a quick glance in the mirror then headed down the stairs, positive they wouldn’t mind if she greeted them in her underwear.
When she flung open the door, magic swarmed her and sent bumps across her flesh. Brock and Elias weren’t wasting any time in getting the party started. Sarah was unable to tell yet whose magic belonged to whom, but hopefully after tonight, she’d have no trouble.
“Come in.” She held the door wide so the two could enter. Her eyes swept over both men. Brock wore faded jeans that hugged the shape of his ass and a gray tee. Elias had on dark denim that didn’t hide his growing arousal and a black T-shirt. Both men looked good enough to lick, and their scent made her mouth water. It took her a minute to realize they were staring at her.
“Do you always greet your guests in such attire?” Elias asked.
Sarah raised her chin. “And so what if I do?” She was feeling defiant, and everything would now be a test. How would each man react to certain situations? Would Elias be a control freak? She looked deep into his eyes and waited his response.
He lifted his shoulders. “Whatever makes you happy, I guess.”
She moved her glare to Brock. “And you?”
His lips formed a tight line, and his body grew stiff. “I have nothing to say about it.” He walked past her and headed for the kitchen. He might not have anything to say aloud, but his body language told her everything she needed to know. He was not pleased.
Was he was fighting his instinct to possess her? To take control of the situation and demand she put on some clothes? For some reason, this made her wet. Mental checklist. Brock one, Elias zero.
Before she could move to the next test, Elias pulled her into his arms and pressed his erection against her belly. His lips left a wet trail across her cleavage and up her neck. He nipped at her jaw.
“Show us to your bedroom. I do not wish to wait another minute to have you.” His lips locked onto hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth. Delving and sweeping, his kisses were consuming, demanding and caused her knees to grow weak.
On a moan, she pulled away and gave a quick glance to Brock, needing to seek his approval. As he had stated earlier, it was her right as well as Elias’ to have this moment together. It was part of their heritage. Still, she needed to know Brock was okay with it. After all, they’d been together first, and she felt his wishes must be respected.
His eyes met hers, and he gave an approving nod, seeming to know it was exactly what she needed. Without hesitation, she grabbed Elias by the hand and guided him upstairs. When they entered her room, she led him straight to the bed.
Moonlight streamed through the open windows, casting shadows on the walls. Brock slipped into the chair in the corner where he remained covered by the night’s darkness. Elias wasted no time removing his clothes and soon, stood before her waiting for her approval. Sarah started with his face. Her fingertips glided over the scruff covering his jaw line then across his full lips. He sucked her index finger into his mouth, but his hands remained at his side. It was apparent he was allowing her to explore.
She moved down the side of his neck, stopping to feel his pulse beat under the pad of her finger before continuing on to the strong, muscular planes of his chest. With a feather touch, Sarah glided her fingers across his nipples, soliciting a low throaty moan. She peeked out of the corner of her eye to see Brock’s reaction. He remained in his seat, unflinching but watching intently. She returned her focus to the task at hand. Exploration of the godlike body before her.
Continuing, she ran her fingers across his tight, flat belly. She took care to revel in every hard line then dipped her fingertip in his bellybutton.
Sarah sucked in a ragged breath. Her gaze met Elias’, and time stood still. He flicked out his tongue, licking his bottom lip, but he never spoke the command she knew was on his mind. To taste him. His eyes filled with desire, but still, he remained fixed, never touching her.
“Why do you stop?” Elias whispered.
She swallowed and tried to slow her heartbeat. Something about this man… She craved his domination. Somehow, she knew sex with him would be raw and dirty, and the thought of Brock watching made her even wetter. “Tell me what you want.”
He arched a brow and curled his lips into a grin. Realization must have hit him. He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. “Suck my cock.” He gave a nod toward Brock. “If you’re a good girl, maybe, I’ll let him join us, and we will both fuck you senseless.”
Moisture flooded to her pussy. The thought of both of them having their way with her almost had her coming on the spot. Instead, she dropped to her knees, wrapped her hand around Elias’ thick cock and flicked out her tongue. She lapped at the pre-cum before sucking the head into her mouth.
Elias tipped his head back on a moan. “That’s it, sugar. Take me into that hot mouth of yours.”
She didn’t need any more encouragement before sliding her mouth down his shaft, enjoying the salty taste of his flesh. She cupped his balls, causing him to suck in a breath. He might be the more dominant one at the moment, but she still held control. It was give and take.
“Oh so good.” He rocked his hips. “I’ll give you a reward.” He pinched her nipple through the fabric of her bra with his free hand, sending shivers to her core. Sarah released the grip she held on his cock and shoved her hand into her panties. She needed release now.
“You will not come until I allow you,” Elias commanded, and to back up his words he let his power slide over her, forcing her to move her hand away.
She nearly cried out in frustration but instead, focused on the task at hand. Her moment would come later, and right now, she wanted to taste his seed on the back of her tongue. She sucked his cock further into her mouth, but due to his girth, it was difficult to take the entire length.
Sarah couldn’t help thinking back to Brock and how
well he fit her in so many ways. She found herself glancing to the corner and wondered when he’d stripped. His erection jutted up, showing his arousal, and she wished he would slip in behind her and bury it deep in her throbbing pussy. The thought caused her to work her mouth faster on Elias, secretly hoping if she gave him release then the three of them could get down to some serious fun. It had been years since she’d had two men pleasure her, and if memory served correct, it was an experience like no other.
“Shit woman. You keep sucking me like that, and you’ll soon get a mouthful.”
Elias’ voice brought her back to the present and with it a little bit of guilt for thinking of Brock while she was with her other potential mate. She needed to give Elias her full attention. He deserved that much at least.
She realized she’d been looking at this entire situation from the wrong angle. She was actually blessed. Many women would kill for the chance to choose between two men. It was an honor their maker had bestowed upon her for some reason. It was time to embrace her heritage.
Elias gave a slight tug to her hair, pulling his cock free from her mouth. “I want to fuck you. Now.” He held out his hands, and she grabbed hold, letting him help her to stand. “Are you ready for me, sugar?” He punctuated the nickname by tweaking her nipples
Damn, was she ever. Bend her over. Stand her on her head. At this point, she didn’t care as long as she was getting fucked and hard. “Yes,” she whimpered.
Elias gave a smile. “On your knees then.”
She hurried and crawled onto the bed, placing her knees on the edge so he could step in behind her. He gave her a light slap on the ass.
“Move to the other side.”
Sarah was confused by his remark until she saw Brock standing on the other side. His cock jutted out, pointing straight at her so she crawled toward it. Excitement sizzled across her skin when she realized she was getting her threesome. She stopped in front of Brock and looked up to meet his gaze. He placed a gentle hand on her cheek and greeted her with a warm smile. She tipped her head down and licked the tip of his cock just as Elias pushed her legs apart and slipped his shaft into her burning entrance.
She moaned. The engorged head of his dick teasing her. “More,” she begged.
Elias placed his hands on her hips, and in one swift thrust, his cock was buried deep. Sarah quivered, and her channel clamped tight around his thick shaft. She was so full she didn’t think she could take another inch, but she could most certainly fill her mouth with delicious cock. She wrapped her lips around Brock’s shaft and slowly pulled him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue over the velvet head, causing him to moan. Elias slid in and out of her hot sheath, the friction driving her mad. She swallowed Brock’s cock. The taste of his flesh was both sweet and salty, and it tasted of home.
Elias brushed his thumb over her clit and quickened the pace until he was ramming her, his balls slapping against her. Her orgasm started as a flicker in her womb then turned to a slow burn. The flames licked at her and promised release, but instead, she was held in limbo. Her pleasure eluded her. Did Elias do this to her?
Before she conjured another thought, Elias slipped his cock free and replaced it with two fingers. He pressed the top of her channel eliciting a gasp, but before she could gain too much enjoyment, he pulled free and ran the tip of his finger around her ass then slipped it inside.
She let Brock’s cock pop free from her mouth.
“Oh god,” Sarah whispered.
In a slow, rotating motion, Elias slid the digit in and out several times. Placing a second finger, he stretched her. Every nerve zinged with energy, she was so close to release.
She grasped Brock’s cock and licked the tip, sucking it back into her mouth. Brock wound her hair in his hands, clasped his palms to her head and rocked his hips. When she thought it couldn’t get better, the tip of Elias’ shaft breached the barrier of her anus. She wanted to push back against him, but he held her hips firm.
“Easy, sugar, not all at once,” Elias moaned.
She needed to be filled. The teasing was driving her mad with need, but he was right. Taking it slow would only drive her desirer higher. She released Brock again. “Mmm, but it feels so good. I want more.”
“Patience and you’ll soon have more than you can handle.” Elias inched in slowly, until he was all the way in then he stopped.
Sarah moaned, enjoying the sensation of being filled and stretched to the limit. Her muscles clenched then relaxed. She rocked her hips, and this time, Elias didn’t stop her. Instead, he dug his fingers into her hips and met her pace. She stopped stroking Brock’s shaft and ran her tongue around the tip, treating it with tender care before she sucked him deep into her mouth. Brock reached down and tweaked her nipples. Her body shattered, the orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave and slamming her back to reality.
Elias howled as his cock jerked inside her, filling her with his semen. Brock pulled free of her mouth and stroked her cheek before he moved to the other side of the bed and whispered something in the other demons ear. Elias pulled free, planted a kiss to the middle of Sarah’s back then walked to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Sarah heard the water for the shower turn on, and she looked at Brock.
“What did you say to him?”
Brock crawled to the center of the bed and gently guided her to her back. “I told him to go shower.” He wasted no time in wrapping his lips around a nipple, and she clawed the sheets. Desire ripped through her again.
With one smooth motion, Brock had spread her legs and buried his cock deep inside her. The sensation stoked the fire. He lifted her thighs and draped them over his arms. The position caused his prick to rub all the right spots, bringing her to the brink. She gritted her teeth and clawed his ass as mini orgasms exploded in her core. Brock pulled out then pushed inward, only giving her half his length. Several times, he did this, causing the pressure in her sheath to build. She teetered on the edge of madness.
Brock shoved his cock deep. “Come for me, Sarah.”
She exploded. Her body shook from the intensity, and her vision blurred with flashes of colored light. It seemed like forever before the waves of pleasure stopped rolling over her. When things finally calmed, Brock pulled her into his arms and brought his lips to her ear.
“That was beautiful,” he whispered.
He kissed her cheek before rolling. Realization hit her. He was the right choice. Brock had already stolen her heart, and that was how he was able to control her pleasure. She experienced a tinge of guilt. Elias was a good man, and he would make some lucky lady a fine mate. It just wouldn’t be her.
The bathroom door opened, and Elias stepped out all fresh and clean. He moved across the room and joined her and Brock on the bed.
“I’ve made my decision.” She reached for each man’s hand. “But I’d like to wait ‘til morning, and I want you both to stay here with me tonight.” She met each man’s gaze and received a nod in agreement. She closed her eyes. Sleep was closing in on her, and tomorrow, things would be fresh. She hoped these two took the news with dignity.
Chapter Ten
Brock lay on his back and watched the moonlight play across the ceiling. Sarah was between him and Elias and had fallen asleep soon after he’d brought her to orgasm. Since then, he’d been unable to do anything except think, realizing what the morning would bring. He sat and pushed his legs over the edge of the bed. Slowly, so not to wake her, he rose, grabbed his clothes from the corner chair and tiptoed from the room. He made it downstairs to the front room before he stopped to get dressed.
“Where are you going?” Elias whispered. He’d followed Brock down
Brock shoved his legs into his jeans and pulled them up. “I’m leaving.”
Elias gave a soft snort. “Well, that’s obvious, but why?”
Brock tossed the shirt over his head, put his arms through the sleeves then pulled it down. Confession time. “I think we both know who she is going to pick.”
; Elias ran a hand over his messed up hair. “Yeah, you. So again, why are you leaving?”
Brock had thought about it for hours, well days actually, and kept coming back to the same conclusion. He wanted Sarah, but she was better off without him. He rubbed his palm over his stubble. “Look, you and I both know I’m a fucking mess, and Sarah deserves better than that. She’s a good woman and needs a man who can love her.” He let out a deep sigh. “I’m not that man. You are.”
Maybe if he said it enough, he’d actually believe it himself. Something about her calmed him, made him whole. Truth was he was falling hard for her, and it was why he had to let her go. Right now, he was racked with guilt about taking her last night. He couldn’t stop himself though. He’d wanted to make love to her one last time. To feel her beneath him and bring her pleasure, and in that, he was selfish. This morning, he would make the right choice. Brock couldn’t stand the thought of failing her so he’d leave.
“So you’re just going to walk away?”
“It seems like the right thing to do. Hopefully, by the time she wakes, I’ll be out in the middle of the Atlantic,” Brock replied.
“Shit. You’re not walking, you’re running, and you are denying her the right to choose.” Elias shook his head. “That’s just wrong.”
Brock clenched his hand into a fist. His jaw tightened. Yeah, he knew he was an asshole, but better one now than later. “She’ll have no choice but to pick you, and you know as well as I do, once you two are mated, the bond she has with me will die and she can be happy.”
“You fucking have feelings for her. Why can’t you admit it and allow yourself to be happy for once?” Elias paced. “She’s going to be hurt when she finds out you vanished into the darkness.”
Brock tried not to think about the repercussions. He couldn’t, otherwise he’d stay, and he had to put as much distance between him and Sarah as he could. It was the right choice for all involved. Once she was bound to Elias, she would forgive Brock, and maybe one day, they could be friends.
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