So there it was, there would be no offspring from tonight’s union even if it was possible. I didn’t realize I’d been carrying one, but a weight shifted off my shoulders. Indiscriminate sex could be dicey, it was a relief to know there wouldn’t be complications of the mini me version.
Nope I was just here for the sex. I’d found Dragons, just not those tailor made for me. In the meantime, it wouldn’t hurt to take these two for a test drive. I just hoped I didn’t crash and burn at a hundred and forty.
“Then let us enjoy the moment, shall we?” Gareth responded, grasping my hand and lifting me off the couch.
Taking a breath I dropped my shields and felt Jace gently squeeze my hand in thanks. I squeezed back and we proceeded to do the snake thing toward the opposite side of the room with Jace in the lead through the couches and into the hall. There were five doors I could see, two on each side and one at the end. We walked past the first two and Jace pulled us to the second door on the left.
When it opened, I caught my breath in wonder. His room was a huge cavern; the floors were packed dirt covered with finely woven throw rugs. The walls and ceiling were rough-hewn, as if dwarfs had chiseled the space out of a mountain. Shimmering veins of iridescent quartz marbled the walls and ceiling, creating a soft glow from the recessed lighting fixtures over the bed.
And what a bed!
Situated back against one wall was the largest box springs and mattress I’d ever seen. It literally looked Dragon sized. I had to wonder how they’d got it in here through the doors.
“Not difficult if you have telekinetic friends,” Jace commented.
Ah.
Not surprisingly the room was done in various shades of green. I supposed that had Gareth been in the lead we might have ended up across the hall in a room done in blues. Of course if this worked out, we could always give that a try too.
Both men actually shrugged, then nodded.
Jace pulled us across the room behind the bed and through the connecting arch into a huge bathroom with a walk in closet. As we crossed the threshold the floor became a creamy colored marble that matched sinks, shower, toilet area, and huge sunken tub. Gareth released my hand and wandered over to the bath, turning on the faucets and adjusting them so that steam began rising as the tub quickly filled. Glancing around me I noticed a decided lack of salts or bath oils. I suppose it would have been too much to ask, this being a bachelor pad.
Gareth turned to look at me and lifted one eyebrow. He was out the door and across the room before I could stop him and back in less than a minute carrying a small vial which he unstoppered and held over the water, tipping the end so that several drops fell into the steam. Immediately the spicy sweet sent of cinnamon filled the room.
Thank you, I whispered in my mind.
He dipped his head and smiled back at me.
While Gareth was testing the water, Jace led me to a chair, seated me on it, and proceeded to kneel in front of me so he could assist me out of my boots. Taking them with him into the closet, he disappeared around the corner. I took the opportunity to use the toilet, which was recessed behind a separating wall and when I came out both men were already naked and seated in the tub opposite each other.
The lights were dimmed and soft music wafted out of hidden speakers. Someone had retrieved the Champagne and my glass stood on the side of the tub halfway between the two of them. Glancing down I noticed the stack of fluffy green towels and couldn’t help but smile. It looked like everything was set.
“We only require you,” replied Jace, holding out his hand to me.
Taking a breath I untied my top, and let it slip down my arms. When I was free, I placed my fingers in my skirt waistband and slowly pushed it down my legs, stepping clear as it pooled at my feet. My hair swung loose at my back and I bent at the waist, pulled it into a twist and tied it in a knot at the top of my head. Small tendrils escaped near my temples and immediately curled in the heat. When I was fairly certain it would stay, I stood straight and reached for Jace’s outstretched hand.
The water was just perfect and I sighed in genuine pleasure as I slipped into the liquid heat. Closing my eyes I leaned my head back on the rim and simply relaxed.
Jace’s fingers wrapped around my ankle and lifted my foot into his lap so he could massage my arch with his thumbs. I could feel the hair on his thigh against the back of my calf as it brushed against me in the water’s motion. I turned slightly so my knee wasn’t at an odd angle and Gareth slid in behind me, pulling me into his body and cradling me against his chest. His hands ran up and down my arms and gently kneaded my shoulders. I was thinking a girl could get used to this when he cupped my chin and turned me toward his descending lips. His mouth hesitated just over mine and our breaths mingled. He smelled of warm rich whiskey and something earthy. I breathed in the scent of him and felt my nerve endings come alive. He tastes like magic I thought, as his soft lips brushed mine. He went slowly, softly as if he knew this was my first real kiss and wanted to make it memorable. He nibbled gently across my bottom lip and when I parted for him, he flicked his tongue against my teeth seeking entrance. Instinctively my jaw relaxed and my teeth parted so he could slip his tongue in, its gentle tip flicking here and there as he sought to learn the contours of my mouth, coaxing and teasing. Emboldened, I tentatively touched the tip of my tongue to his, eliciting a hum from deep in his throat.
His arms flexed and he lifted me onto his lap slipping his thighs under me so I was seated on him as I would a chair, my back cradled by stomach and chest, my one foot still in Jace’s lap. With one hand he held my chin, the other slid down my arm and to my inner thigh.
A gentle pressure forced my legs apart so that they slipped to either side of Gareth’s, leaving me slightly out of the water and completely exposed. Jace released my ankle and slid his fingers up my calf, shifting forward in the water and off the seat as he trailed his palms up the inside of my leg. I opened my eyes and watched him watch me as he bent and kissed the tender skin under my left knee. My breath caught in my throat. He looked so damn sexy with his green eyes sparkling like twin emeralds as he slowly made his way ever higher.
Gareth and I both watched as Jace bobbed in the water kissing and licking up my thigh until he was between our hips. Lifting himself onto his knees he raised his shoulders and chest out of the water and leaned his torso over us, hovering at the juncture of our legs as he ran his hands down then back up the outside of my thighs. His palms flattened out as he skimmed them over my hips and waist to my ribs. My breath caught and I bit down on my lower lip as Jace flexed his fingers and ran them up the outside of my breasts then over the tops to my collar. He took a moment to trace the delicate bones and then his hand slid over my heart and rested there briefly. He leaned forward and laid a gentle kiss where his palm had been. I couldn’t tell if I was feeling my heart against my skin or if I was picking up his thoughts of my rapid heart beat against his lips. Either way, I felt my insides melt as a liquid heat spread outwards from my core.
A soft moan escaped me. Somehow we maintained eye contact as he slowly kissed his way down across my breast and pulled my nipple into his mouth. My back arched, eyes slipping shut as my fingers found Gareth’s thighs and dug in, holding on tightly.
Below me Gareth shifted, and I was suddenly aware of his erection pressing hard and hot into the small of my back while Jace’s brushed lightly against my inner thigh. Gareth’s fingers slid into my hair and he turned my head back toward him, his mouth found mine ready and open as his tongue slid in all hot and wet and hungry.
Fingers slid into my patch of curls at my pelvis and my hips shifted. At my breast Jace sucked harder, his teeth sending delicious tremors though me.
I let go of Gareth’s leg and reached for Jace. His skin felt so smooth and hot beneath my palms as I ran them over his sides and up his chest, digging my fingers into the springy hair between his breasts. I’d never felt anything like it, and buried myself in the soft matt, swirling his curls around my fingers.
I loved the sensation.
At my breast I felt Jace smile; obviously he found my infatuation with his hairy chest amusing.
Gareth’s grip on my hair tightened slightly, reminding me I wasn’t paying as close attention to his kissing as he’d perhaps like me to. My fingers stilled on Jace’s chest as I focused in on the way Gareth’s tongue felt sliding in and out of my mouth. I may not be experienced, but no one could accuse me of not being eager, as I began to match him move for move. Our mouths melded and for an instant nothing else existed. I actually turned in the water and climbed to my knees in his lap so I could reach him easier.
Wrapping my hands around his neck I pressed my breasts into him and discovered Jace wasn’t the only one with a nice hairy chest. Mmmm... I thought, leaning back just enough so I could get my hands between us and into those delicious sandy blond curls. Something about a well muscled chest covered in springy hair just did it for me.
I think he appreciated my attention because he was making that humming sound again deep in his throat. His hands cupped my bottom and his fingers began kneading. I could feel Jace behind me and his hands slid down my thighs, gently separating them so they slipped to either side of Gareth’s and I was once again straddling him. Jace slid in behind us pressing me forward until my pelvis was firmly against Gareth’s erection. Jace’s arms wrapping around my body his hands sliding over my breasts, cupping and squeezing, and rolling them against his palms.
The kissing was mind blowing and Jace’s hands on my body felt incredible. But I’d developed a needy ache down low that urged me on, whispering there was something I was missing, something more. Jace pressed more firmly against my bottom, pushing me into Gareth and the needy ache blossomed, creating little pools of liquid desire churning in my tummy. He pressed again and this time Gareth rose to meet the thrust.
Back and forth we went, my most feminine parts brushing again and again against the length of Gareth until I thought I would explode from the sweet agony. My head dropped to Gareth’s chest, my breath coming in deep rasping gulps. I wanted… no needed… more. I was so empty but the rubbing and thrusting continued and I couldn’t think as the pressure built inside of me. My heart raced and I held on weakly to Gareth, feeling him sliding back and forth on the sensitive skin between my legs. So close, and then I was moving with their rhythm, no longer a passive participant. My hips undulated forward taking Jace’s pressure and creating a sweeter more intimate caressing that had warmth building low and throbbing, and then exploding outward, washing through me in a wave that clenched my muscles as it vibrated up my body leaving me drowning in pleasure.
Jace’s squeezed me gently and pulled me off of Gareth’s lap. The two of them turned me. Gareth reaching out to pull my back against his chest and I was once again seated on him. Jace moved between our legs and lowered his mouth to my stomach, my eyes fluttered open and I stared deep into his emerald eyes as he delved his tongue into my belly button before dipping lower. And then his mouth was covering me, his breath so hot it sent shivers through me. He used his fingers to separate my folds and then his tongue flicked over me, causing me to arch my back. I moaned and reached for something to hold on to. Gareth hands slipped under mine and palm to palm we entwined our fingers.
Jace used his tongue and lips on me all the while watching me, trapping me in his gaze as the pressure started to build and my breath shuttered in my throat. I came this time with a sharp cry as my body spasmed in Gareth’s arms.
“Lexi.”
I opened my eyes to find Jace leaning over me, the strong length of him poised between my legs. I fell into his eyes as he gently pressed his head into my body. Gareth squeezed my fingers and shifted his legs, lifting me slightly so that Jace slipped in deeper.
“So tight,” Jace whispered and I could see the beads of sweat standing out on his forehead. His hands were braced on the seat to either side of Gareth, his arms and shoulders flexed to prevent his weight crushing me.
Just the tip of him was inside me, even now beginning to fill that aching emptiness with his hard length and I lifted my hips to him, silently asking for more. He smiled then; a sweet and wonderful smile and I felt my heart catch.
“This may hurt,” he warned me and I understood that he was holding back because he didn’t want to frighten me.
“Please…” I whispered and my mind echoed my plea.
He dipped his head, flicked his eyes toward Gareth who lifted my hands still entwined with his and wrapped them around by body holding me tightly. Jace eased back slowly, nearly sliding himself all the way out. My breath caught and I would have objected except he held there a second then pressed forward. He worked us that way for several minutes, each time sliding deeper until he was about a third the way inside of me and I was having a hard time not squirming in Gareth’s arms.
My hips arched to meet him with each thrust, trying to pull him in deeper but each time he stopped, holding back from me, teasing me. I was becoming frustrated wanting more, wanting all of him, my mind nearly screaming, give me give me! And on his next gentle thrust I raised my foot out of the water and wrapped my leg around his thigh simultaneously raising my hips to meet him.
He made a strangled sound and his eyes went wide as I grabbed him with my leg and yanked him into me. His hand slipped and as he plunged forward I snaked my other leg around him, catching him with my body as he rammed full force into me.
I screamed… I admit it. It wasn’t a small yip or a happy cry; it was a full throated blood curdling scream. We all froze. Well we almost all froze, deep inside me I felt Jace jerk and I opened my eyes in surprised wonder and found Jace’s horror filled eyes staring back at me from mere inches away. Gareth’s hands were on his shoulders bracing him off us, my legs still wrapped tightly around his hips holding him to my body.
“Sorry,” I muttered and Jace jerked inside me again causing me to suck in a breath. “It wasn’t as bad as it sounded.” The pain had been bad but thankfully it was a one-time thing.
“I have never caused any woman to make a noise like that! You sounded as if I’d killed you!”
“Are you hurt?” Gareth asked, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through my body.
“Yes I think she may have unmanned me,” Jace responded.
I couldn’t help smiling at his attempt at humor. Gareth gave a friendly squeeze to his shoulders as if to say buck up.
Was I? Aside from the overall tearing of my hymen I didn’t think so. I did a mental check of my body parts and came up all systems go. Nothing broken, nothing maimed. There had been pain, but it was quickly subsiding, especially when I concentrated on the long full length of Jace buried deep in me.
Mmmm… I’d never had anyone inside me before and I decided I liked it, very much and could we please get on to what came next? Or more importantly, who? After all, the night wasn’t getting any younger and while technically I’d moved from virgin to novice, the only way to become expert was to practice. I liked doing things well.
They both breathed a sigh of relief but Jace gave me a look, part chagrin, part embarrassment? Taking pity on him, I smiled, leaned forward and gently kissed his lips. My fingers traced across his cowlick and down to the tip of his widow’s peak and he dropped his forehead to mine. We sat that way for a moment.
“Are we ready to try again?” he finally asked.
I couldn’t help but laugh, it was too cute and I reached for him. Sensing my need, Gareth lowered Jace on to us so I could wrap my arms around him to hold him tight. I used my hands to stroke his back gently, letting him know with my touch that it was okay, that everything would be all right.
My fingers slid over his shoulders and down his arms as he pushed himself up off my chest pressing his hips against mine as leverage. My eyes widened and I grinned eagerly up at him.
Certain that he wasn’t going to leave me this way I let my legs slide down the back of his thighs then shifted back against Gareth, sinking into the cradle of his body and letting my head fall back agai
nst his shoulder. He mouth turned toward me and pressed feather light kisses across my brow and temple. Nice safe arms wrapped around my body, giving me a squeeze of my own. I turned my face into the vee of his neck, inhaling the warm musky scent of his body and touched him with the tip of my tongue. He hummed and covered a breast with his palm. I arched into it and gently sunk my teeth into his neck. Jace made a low sound in his throat and I fluttered my eyes in his direction. He grinned and slowly slid himself nearly out of my body. I made whimper noises and he hesitated, lifting an eyebrow as I glanced up at him, my teeth still holding Gareth’s sensitive skin between my pearly white teeth. Raising a hand, I ran my fingers across his chest, letting my mind fill with the pleasure I felt from the warmth of his skin and the texture of his hair.
The smile slipped from his face, replaced by something darker, more urgent. His eyes shifted, became more translucent, absorbing the light, and I was captured in their depths as he eased forward into me, until his entire shaft was buried deep. Then he ground his hips against me and my eyes narrowed as heat spiraled up my body. My mouth went slack and my fingers clenched in his chest hair, I had to fight to keep my nails from digging in as he rode my body. With each thrust his face became more defined, the skin over his cheekbones more pronounced. His eyes began a slow seductive whirl that pulled me in and left me breathless. I could feel him inside of me, between my legs, and in my head his pleasure teased at me, flicking along my nerve endings. His desire grew, spread up from the depths of him, burning my skin from the inside out. I moaned and raised my body to him, offering myself to the strength of his need. I wanted this, wanted to give this to him, to myself. His breathing grew harsher, his actions more forceful and I raised my hips to match each thrust wanting him deeper and stronger inside of me.
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