by Morgan Hawke
Leto’s mouth curled in a tight smile. “Did you try asking?”
“This? From you?” Amun raised a sarcastic brow at Leto. “Did you ask?”
Leto scowled then sighed. “You have a point.” His hands dropped to perch on his hips and he nodded at Luxi. “Amun is my employer.”
Luxi choked. “He’s your employer?”
Amun snorted. “However, there seems to be some doubt as to who is actually in charge.”
Leto rolled his eyes. “Luxi, I need to get him back to the suite. Why don’t you come with us?”
Amun started tugging on his gloves. “I would be most obliged, and I do owe you dinner.”
“Go to your suite?” Luxi crossed her arms. “What? So you can both seduce me?”
Leto pursed his lips and glanced toward Amun. “Well, yes.”
Luxi blinked. “You’re admitting it?”
Leto shrugged. “I tell the truth on occasion.”
“Don’t believe a word.” Amun suddenly smiled. “He’s the one being in the entire Imperium that can actually lie to a professional telepath.”
“You would know.” Leto snorted. “Since you’re one of them.”
Luxi reeled in shock. Amun is a professional-grade telepath? She sucked in a sharp breath. So that’s what had happened. Amun had used his telepathic talent to magnify her attraction to him into full-blown sexual obsession. She aimed a glare at Amun. “You rolled my mind -- you sneak!”
Amun winced and turned away.
“‘Sneaky’ does not begin to describe him.” Leto’s smile broadened. “Amun has control issues.”
Amun raised a brow at Leto. “You don’t seem to mind my ‘control issues.’”
Leto raised a sarcastic brow. “Says you.”
Amun lowered his gaze. “Am I so terrible a master?”
Leto sighed. “No, you’re not terrible. I’ve had terrible.” He lowered his brows in a glare. “But then, I can resist your mind-control tricks -- unlike Luxi.”
Luxi lifted her chin and folded her arms. “So, why did you roll me?”
“You were already attracted to me.” Amun shrugged. “And I wanted you.” His chin lowered and he focused on Luxi. “I still do.”
Luxi felt a touch of pull from his gaze and hastily averted her eyes. Glory and fate, he was impressively strong. She was normally resistant to telepaths. “Do you mind?”
“My apologies.” Amun smiled self-deprecatingly. “And don’t be impressed. Knowing exactly what someone thinks of you at all times can be very tiring.”
Leto grinned. “That’s why he runs around with me. He can’t read a thought in my head.”
Amun raised a brow. “As if you had a thought in your head to read?”
Luxi rolled her eyes. “Try knowing what will happen with every decision you make.”
Amun tilted his head and his brows rose. “You do possess quite a talent.”
Luxi raised her brow and smiled in spite of herself. “Want to trade?”
“That’s not the only talent she has.” Leto moved to Luxi’s side and caught her wrist. “Amun, take her hand, I want to try something.”
Luxi glanced at Amun and tugged at her captured hand. “Leto!”
“Relax. He’s not going to roll you.” Leto raised a brow at Amun. “Is he?”
Amun sighed and pulled off his gloves. “I will endeavor to restrain myself.”
Luxi gave in with a heavy sigh. “Fine, whatever.” It wasn’t as if she had anywhere near the strength to break the cyborg’s grip.
Amun closed his warm fingers around Luxi’s hand. “What is it?”
Leto released Luxi’s wrist and moved behind her to drop his hands on her shoulders. “Tell me what you feel.”
Amun frowned. “All right ...”
Luxi felt Leto’s warm familiar body pressed tight against hers. She couldn’t help the curl of pleasure that arose in her.
Leto set his chin on Luxi’s shoulder. His breath was warm in her ear. “Missed me?”
Luxi snorted. “You wish.”
Amun lifted his chin. “I’ll have you know, she just lied.”
Luxi ground her teeth. “Amun!”
Leto chuckled. “Oh, I know.”
Luxi felt Leto’s arms slide down to wrap around her waist in a snug embrace, even though his hands were still gripping her shoulders. She sucked in a breath and looked down. She could see a pair of colorless arms around her. They had only the slightest haze about them, so they appeared a little indistinct, but they felt incredibly solid. They were from his spirit -- his ghost.
Amun licked his lips. “Are you perhaps holding her around the waist?”
“Yes.” Leto stared hard at Amun. “You can feel that?”
“Actually, I think I can see it.” Amun frowned. “Now, that is interesting.”
Leto’s arms tightened around Luxi. “Can you feel me at all?”
His frowned deepened. “Yes ... yes I do, as though there are two of you, one inside the other. I can almost grasp ...”
“That’s my spirit -- my ghost.” Leto grinned. “You’re a telepath, but you can’t read me. Luxi is sensitive to ghosts, so we can feel each other. When you read her, you pick me up in the process.”
Amun raised a dark red brow. “Fate and glory, she’s a conduit!” He raised a brow at Leto, then focused on Luxi. “I’m beginning to suspect that Luxi is a major talent.”
Leto’s smile was predatory. “She’s definitely strong enough to act as a buffer between us.”
Amun froze, his wide gaze locked on Leto. “You mean you’re willing to ...?”
Leto smiled. “I’m more than willing if you are.”
Amun’s brows lowered and his smiled. “I can’t wait.”
Luxi frowned. “What are you two talking about?”
“Sex,” both men answered as one. Abruptly, they laughed.
Luxi glanced from one to the other. “You mean you haven’t ...?
“Only once.” Amun’s hand tightened on hers. “When we first met.”
Luxi raised a brow. “Once?” She didn’t see how that was possible. Both of them seemed overwhelmingly determined when it came to getting laid. “Nothing since?”
Amun pinned Leto with a hard stare. “He’s afraid of hurting me.”
Leto glared right back. “The one time we did, I nearly killed you!”
Luxi frowned. Leto’s ghost fed on the energy generated by orgasm. She had barely felt him when he fed from hers, but that was after three other people had already climaxed. How much did he need?
Amun raised his brow. “If I remember correctly, you were trying to kill me at the time.”
Luxi blinked. “He was trying to kill you?”
Amun shrugged. “Leto’s previous profession was ‘assassin.’” He cleared his throat. “I seduced him.”
Assassin? Luxi’s mouth fell open. “He was ... you seduced an assassin?”
“I woke up to find a very handsome man sitting right on top of me.” Amun smiled. “How could I resist?”
“I don’t know how he did it, but he rolled me.” Leto turned away. “And then my hunger took over. I nearly drained him dry.”
“I recovered.” Amun’s tone was very dry.
Leto ground his teeth. “After three days of almost full-body contact!”
Amun smiled. “I wasn’t complaining.”
Leto rolled his eyes and sighed.
Luxi frowned. “Leto, if you were trying to kill him, why didn’t you?”
Leto’s arms tightened around her. “I changed my mind.” He shot a narrow look at Amun. “Though sometimes I seriously wonder why.”
Amun nodded at Luxi. “Now he’s in my employ, as my personal bodyguard.”
“Bodyguard -- my ass!” Leto shot a glare at Amun. “I’m more like a nanny! I leave you alone for an hour and you sneak out to a completely undefended public area!”
Amun’s brows lowered and his hand tightened on Luxi’s. “You could have stayed.”
Leto�
Amun focused past Luxi’s shoulder. “Leto.”
Leto scowled, meeting his gaze. “What?”
Amun lifted his chin. “You are not the only one with appetites.”
Luxi felt a spear of heat pass right through her heart to dive straight into Leto. She gasped.
Leto stiffened. “Amun?”
The distinct ridge of a sudden and firm erection pressed against the upper swell of Luxi’s butt. Leto was hard, and getting harder. Her panties dampened with a spat of cream.
Amun’s eyes narrowed as he smiled. “I said that I would not roll Luxi; you, on the other hand ...” He stepped in close. “I intend to show no mercy.”
“Amun, I already agreed.” Leto swallowed hard. “You don’t need to do it this way.”
“Perhaps not. Let’s just say that I am not in the mood to take chances on you becoming suddenly distracted.” Amun’s hands slid up Luxi’s arms to her shoulders until he brushed Leto’s hands. “I have waited long enough.” His fingers tightened over Leto’s, pressing both their hands into Luxi’s shoulders. “I want you.” He focused on Luxi. “I want you both.”
Lust rolled up from Luxi’s belly in a hot, thick, syrupy fog. It wasn’t coming from Amun; it was her body’s reaction to the scent of warm leather laced with the rich perfume of two aroused males.
Amun took that last step, closing the distance and pressing Luxi back with his hips, locking her between their warm, firm bodies and their hard cocks. Amun’s hands slid down to Leto’s hips, embracing them both.
Luxi could barely breathe past the heat rolling through her. Leto’s cock was a thick, hot bar against the top of her butt. Amun’s cock was a broad prod against her belly. Her clit throbbed with heat and her core clenched in hunger. She suddenly, desperately wanted to spread her legs a little wider, to give both their cocks room between her thighs, to give them access and let them in.
Amun’s gaze narrowed on Luxi. He reached for the clip in her hair and pulled it free. Her red curls uncoiled and flowed over her left shoulder and Leto’s arm. He pocketed the clip. Both men leaned down to press their noses into her unbound hair.
It was painfully erotic. She leaned her head back against Leto’s shoulder, holding her breath to keep from moaning, and her eyes closed.
“Luxi.”
She opened her eyes to find Amun’s green gaze locked on hers. He leaned close and his lips brushed hers. She opened for him and his tongue swept in, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss. She couldn’t have stopped her moan if she’d tried.
Leto drew in a deep breath and his hands tightened around her.
Amun released her mouth with a soft smile. His gaze shifted to Leto. He leaned past Luxi and brushed his mouth against Leto’s.
Leto opened his mouth to receive Amun’s kiss and groaned. His spirit hand slid up from Luxi’s waist to cup her breast.
She sucked in a breath. She could feel the warmth of his hand caressing her bare skin as though the cloth of her suit wasn’t even there.
Leto groaned into Amun’s mouth and tugged on her nipple.
Erotic lightning stabbed downward to her clit. Her core throbbed hungrily and she shifted restlessly between them.
Amun’s hips pressed tighter against her and he shifted, grinding the erection behind his loose trousers against her softness until it slipped downward and nudged between her thighs and up against her clit.
Behind her, Leto shifted against her butt, his cock hard and insistent, but she was pressed too tightly between them.
Amun pulled back, releasing Leto’s mouth. He licked his lips, with his hooded gaze focused on Leto.
Leto gasped for breath and his body trembled as hard as Luxi’s.
“Good.” Amun reached up to grab the hair at Luxi’s neck, and the base of Leto’s silver tail. “Let’s all take a walk, shall we?” He tugged, jerking them both apart to stand on either side of him. “A short walk.” He pushed.
They walked.
Chapter Eight
Amun’s grip on their hair was unrelenting as he guided Luxi and Leto across the balcony plaza and into a lift. They stepped within and he turned them around to face the reflective door. “Ground level.”
Leto reached out and pressed the button.
Luxi took a sharp breath. What in glory had she just gotten herself into? “Amun ...” The hand tightened in her hair.
“Don’t. I can feel the raw lust rolling off of you.”
Luxi winced. He was right. She was so aroused she was trembling, but some of that was good, healthy fear. She’d never been with two men at the same time before. “But, I’ve never ...”
“I realize this is all very new for you.” Amun’s hand loosened in her hair and his smile softened. “We will not be inconsiderate.” His glance shifted to Leto. “But I will not be denied.”
The lift doors slid back, opening to the deep shadows of the formal gardens.
“Shall we?” Amun’s voice was pleasant, and firm.
Prodded by the fingers knotted in her hair, Luxi stepped out of the lift cautiously. She couldn’t see the ground. Amun’s tight hold kept her head up.
Leto was silent and wide-eyed on Amun’s other side.
They stepped forward into the night-enshrouded formal gardens. The flagged path was lined with tall boxed hedges, topiary trees, and small footlights. Crickets sang in the surrounding darkness. The smell of earth and living green perfumed the air. The internal sky was dotted with distant lights that shone like stars.
Amun guided them off the main walk and onto a narrow side path that ran alongside the tall hedges of the maze. He urged them into a sudden turn. They walked into a hedge-walled, enclosed alcove with small lights along the ground. A low bench of ornate white marble commanded the very center.
Amun released them. “Disrobe.”
Luxi turned to face them, her pulse racing and her mouth dry.
Amun reached for the buttons on his long gray coat. It opened, revealing a long-sleeved dress shirt of charcoal silk. He tossed the coat over the bench and lifted his chin to unbutton his shirt.
Staring at Amun, Leto reached for his fastenings. His shimmering suit parted with incredible speed. Bladed weapons were drawn from hidden sheaths as if by magic. He set them under the bench, then sat down to pull off his boots.
Amun slid the charcoal shirt off, revealing deceptively broad shoulders and a lightly furred chest with nipples tightened to hard points. Deep shadows played across the sleek muscles and defined a slender line of dark hair that trailed down his flat stomach. He tossed the shirt to the ground and reached for the button to his trousers.
Leto stood and pulled the suit from his shoulders, revealing ghost-pale skin.
Amun swallowed visibly, his hands frozen on the button to his trousers. “Do you have any idea how truly beautiful you are?” His voice was husky and deep.
Leto smiled. “Am I?” He stripped out of his leather in one long pull. His well-defined, arrogantly masculine body and the strong, smooth arc of his pale cock glowed in the shadows like sculpted marble.
Oh, yes ... Luxi stared at Leto’s incredible form and swallowed hard. Oh, yes, he was ... He was blindingly beautiful.
Amun held Leto’s gaze with eyes that were dilated to thin green bands around broad pits of darkness. “What do you think?” His smile was strained. He opened his loose trousers, letting them fall down his strong thighs. His blushing and rigid cock jutted from a discreet nest of dark curls. The graceful curve stretched upward to his navel. He reached down to collect his trousers and dug into the pocket for a small squeeze tube, then tossed his trousers over his shirt.
Luxi had to close her mouth. Glory, they were both beautiful. Okay, she was really going to do this. She swept her long mane behind her. Her shaking fingers fumbled with her suit’s fastenings. She was out of her mind, but ...
Leto caught Luxi’s hands and tugged her close. “What is taking you so long?” He smiled as he brushed her fingers away from the fastenings.
“I was ...” Luxi’s breath nearly stopped. All that naked magnificence less then a handspan away. She focused on his expressive mouth in helpless fascination and raw yearning.
He focused on her face and his eyes dilated wide, the steel of his eyes barely visible around the dark pit where the shimmer of his ghost dwelled. He lowered his mouth and took her lips in a sudden, devouring kiss.
Luxi gladly parted her lips. His tongue stroked strongly against hers, hot, wet, exciting, and hungry. She moaned. His fingers raced down her suit’s fastenings and her suit opened. Cool air swept across her skin.
His mouth drifted to her jaw, then lower. His warm hands slid within her suit. “Off, off ...” His breath came in swift pants. His palms drifted down her back, pushing the suit from her shoulders down to her waist. His teeth scored her throat. He impatiently tugged her arms free. His mouth opened on her shoulder and he bit down with bruising force.
Luxi gasped and pushed his shoulder to shove him back. “Leto!”
Leto released her shoulder with a wince. “Sorry,” he whispered hoarsely. “I’m having trouble with my control.” He knelt and continued to force her suit downward. His clever tongue, soft lips, and nipping teeth explored the revealed flesh of her breasts and belly, drawing shivers and moans. He tugged impatiently until he reached her boots. He lifted her foot.
Luxi grabbed onto his shoulders for balance as her boots were tugged off and tossed. Her suit was dragged all the way down and off.
Leto’s hand caught in her panties, tugging them down and off. On his knees, he stared at the ginger curls covering her mound, his eyes wide and dark. He licked his lips and leaned forward.
“Leto.”
Leto stopped. He turned on his knees to glare at Amun.
“Patience.” Amun, naked and magnificently hard, held out his hand. “Luxi, come here.”
Leto stood in one smooth motion.
Luxi crossed her arms and moved past Leto toward Amun.
Amun smiled as he caught at Luxi’s hands. “Don’t.” He pulled them away from her breasts. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.” He led her to the white marble bench and spread out his coat. “Straddle it and lie back.” He held her hands as she lifted her leg over and sat down, steadying her as she leaned back.
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