Erin M. Leaf (13 page)

She wasn’t at all tired anymore.

“You like that,” he whispered. “Hmm?”
He kissed her pinky again, very gently.

Bea stared at him. He kissed the
center of her palm, then bit the base of her thumb. She swallowed, trying not
to show how much he affected her. He grinned and she glanced away, frustrated
with herself.
He’s not for you,
she thought, trying to compose herself.
Of course, Theo was right there, too, his rugged brown eyes a perfect contrast
to Gideon’s piercing blue. Both men’s irises flashed silver, as if someone had
put reflective chips of paint inside them.

Theo wasn’t smiling like Gideon. “I’ll
go,” he said, but he made no move to get up.

Gideon gave him a disgusted look. “No,
you won’t.”

Theo frowned.

Gideon leaned toward Theo without
letting go of Bea’s hand. He drew her with him, then put her fingers on Theo’s
mouth. “Open,” he said.

Theo sucked in a sharp breath.

Gideon fed Bea’s index finger into
Theo’s mouth. Bea closed her eyes. His tongue swirled around her fingertip,
then he bit down gently. She gasped and pulled away, completely undone. She
didn’t know what to do with her hands and finally settled for wringing them
together.

“Jesus, Gideon,” Theo said.

Bea agreed.

“Fuck this,” Gideon said, suddenly
harsh. He kissed Theo, mouth open, tongue working. Theo went rigid for a
moment, but then he kissed back, hands clenched in the covers.

Bea watched them, unable to help
herself.
I should go,
she thought, but then Gideon broke the kiss and
pulled her in, dragging her across his lap. His prick pushed against her hip,
hot and thick.

“I want you,” he rasped, and he kissed
her with the same abandon he’d kissed Theo. She moaned, melting into his body.
When Theo ran a hand up her back and fisted her hair, she froze. He clenched
his hand at her nape and dragged her away from Gideon.

Bea couldn’t move. She’d already
grabbed Gideon’s arms so she wouldn’t fall over, but now Theo held her
immobile.
Is he angry?
she wondered, confused, but then she caught the
look on his face.
No. Not angry. Desperate.

“I want to fuck and fuck and
pretend the past twenty-four hours never happened,” he said coarsely,
unconsciously echoing her earlier thoughts.

Oh God.
She licked her lips.
His eyes dropped to her mouth. “Kiss me,” she said, abruptly tired of fighting
herself. She wanted Theo and Gideon badly. Bad enough to throw her reservations
away. “If you want to fuck, then kiss me. Stop stopping.”

Theo growled and yanked her towards
him. Gideon chuckled darkly and helped steady her, his hips subtly moving so
that his cock pressed into her, hot and delicious. Bea sighed when Theo took
her mouth. He kissed her gently at first, but then he bit her lip and dove in.
Bea loved it. She kissed him back, writhing. Hot. Her pussy was so wet already
and they’d hardly done anything. She moaned, needing more. When Gideon grabbed
her robe and tore it away, she felt nothing but relief.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said,
hands sliding over her hips. He pushed her until she was on Theo’s lap, then he
opened her legs.

That was enough to tear her away
from Theo’s kiss. “What are you doing?” she breathed, shocked. He’d gone down
between her thighs.

Gideon grinned up at her. “Trust
me.” His eyes shifted to Theo’s. “She’s so wet, look.” He slid a finger down
her pussy, making her shiver, then lifted it up to Theo’s mouth, running it
around his best friend’s lips.

Theo groaned. “Jesus Christ,
Gideon.”

Bea didn’t know what to say. Gideon
didn’t seem to care. He bent his head down and kissed her clit, no warning. No
foreplay. She went from aroused to incandescent in less than a second, like a
race car suddenly zooming into turbo. She bucked, hips twisting as Gideon
sucked at her, the stimulation almost too much. Theo grabbed her and forcibly held
her immobile, looking down her body at Gideon. She loved it. She struggled and
he held her tighter. It only made her want more.

“Fuck,” he muttered, when Gideon
slid a finger inside. “Hold still, Bea.”

He’s crazy,
she thought, still
twisting against his hold. Gideon’s mouth felt like fire on her clit. She
couldn’t think, could barely breathe. When Theo let go to begin plucking at her
nipples, she went a little crazy.

“Yeah, oh my God, you’re so
gorgeous,” Theo said, rolling her nipples in each hand. His cock was hot as a
brand against her back. She keened, needing more. She tried to shove herself
against them both, but they were already skin to skin. There was no way to get
any closer.

“Can I fuck you?” Gideon asked,
suddenly lifting away. “Please, I want you so bad.”

She arched her back, wanting his
mouth back on her. “What are we doing?” she asked, completely overwhelmed. “What’s
wrong with me? I’ve never felt like this before.”

“Bonding,” Gideon replied, hands on
her thighs. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.” He sounded broken.

Bea forced herself to focus. Gideon
looked wrecked. He stared down at her pussy, fingers tight around her thighs.
They cut into her skin and she knew she’d have bruises later. The thought
thrilled her.

“I don’t care what it is,” Theo
muttered, kissing down her neck. He bit her right where her shoulder began. She
shuddered. He bit her harder and she cried out for more. “Fuck,” he muttered,
laving the bite with his tongue.

Gideon trembled. “You will.”

Theo went still. Bea protested,
sliding her hand down to her clit. Why weren’t they touching her? She needed to
cum, right now. Gideon caught her before she could do anything.

“No. Don’t,” he said. He leaned in
and slapped his cock against her while she watched. His foreskin moved as he
played his shaft up and down her pussy.

God,
she thought, sucking in air. “Please,
Gideon.”

He looked at her, then at Theo, and
all at once he thrust inside. It was perfect, for just a moment, and then it
wasn’t, because he stopped. Bea twisted, trying to get him to move, but he just
stayed there, trembling.

“Gideon, fucking move,” Theo ground
out.

Bea didn’t know what was wrong. Her
clit was on fire and she was right at the edge. When Gideon began to move, it
felt better, but not exactly what she needed. She moaned, thrusting towards
him, using Theo as an anchor. He held her tight, keeping them stable against
Gideon’s thrusts.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Theo said.
He reached down and played with her clit. She was so wet, he slid around
messily, but she didn’t give a damn. It felt so good, Bea thought for sure she’d
climax immediately, but his fingers just sent her arousal higher. And then even
higher when she realized he was also fingering Gideon at the same time.

What’s wrong with me?
she wondered, trying to
let go. To relax into it, but she couldn’t. Her skin burned.

Gideon was grunting now, pushing
hard with each thrust, but he didn’t seem particularly close, either.

“Fuck.” He slowed down, then
stopped, still inside her. He dropped his head on her chest, breathing heavy.

“What’s wrong with us?” Bea asked,
barely able to form the words.

“We need Theo,” Gideon said.

“I’m right here.” Theo tangled his
fingers against her clit and around Gideon’s cock. “I’m right fucking here.”

Gideon lifted his head and looked
at Theo. “Closer.”

Bea felt the weight of Theo’s stare
as she watched Gideon’s expression.

“How much closer can I get?” Theo
asked, moving his hand idly. Every time he bumped her clit, pleasure shot
through her.

“We need to be inside her at the
same time,” Gideon said.

Theo froze.

Bea’s mind wasn’t sure about the
idea, but her body definitely approved. “Yeah, okay,” she said, her pussy going
even hotter. “Yes.”

“God, Bea, are you sure?” Theo
asked, his voice low enough to tweak things in her body.

“Please,” she begged. She was so
close to orgasm it hurt. Her brain hurt. Her body hurt. The thought of Theo
inside her at the same time as Gideon—
Yeah, that’s exactly what I need,
she realized, incoherently. “Yes,” she said again.

“Roll over,” he ordered.

Gideon withdrew slowly, making them
both moan. The loss of his cock felt terrible and she reached for him, but he
moved away. The pain in her head got worse. Theo shoved some pillows into a
mound and helped Gideon arrange her over them, belly down. When he parted her
thighs, she couldn’t control her legs. It felt like someone else had taken
control of her body. When he put his mouth on her anus, she cried out.

“Yeah, that’s it. Let him in.”
Gideon smoothed a hand up her back.

Theo licked at her until she wanted
to die. She needed more. Right now. He slid a finger inside, using her own
wetness to smooth the way. She shoved back, trying to work more of him in
faster. Harder. He kissed her ass and added another finger. She didn’t want
kissing.

He slapped her. “Settle down,” he
said, hand hot on her skin.

She twisted, but Gideon caught her
before she could roll over. “You liked that.”

Bea sucked in air and nodded.

“Hit her again,” he told Theo.

She could almost hear Theo protest,
before he ever spoke, but then he brought his hand down again. And again.

Bea keened.
So perfect. So very perfect.
Everything felt better now. It was
almost as if she needed the little bit of pain to take down her inner walls.
Make her feel as if someone else was running things so she could finally let go
completely.

When Theo eventually pulled away,
she groaned protest even as her ass burned hot. He eased her hips up and shoved
away some of the pillows, making room for Gideon beneath. She figured out what
they were doing and tried to help, but she couldn’t hold herself up at all
anymore.

“Easy, Bea,” Gideon said, kissing
her as he moved beneath her. His cock bobbed against her mound and she lunged
for him, hands going to his shoulders, but Theo held her back by her hips.

“Hang on, almost there,” Theo
murmured, lowering his mouth down to her hole again. She shuddered, but Gideon
was fucking into her perfectly and she lost herself. Theo’s mouth was hot and
sweet and he added his fingers, licking around them.

“I think she’s ready, Theo,” Gideon
said into her neck. He bit her in the same spot as Theo, making her buck.

Theo moved away. Before she could
complain, his cock was at her entrance. “Breathe, Bea,” he said, pushing
forward relentlessly.

She sucked in air, but it wasn’t
enough. She couldn’t stand it. She pushed back onto his cock, relishing in the
sensation of his heat as she fucked herself down on him. Theo cursed, and then
Gideon’s hips thrust up and she had both of them inside. Finally. The ache in
her mind and body faded into a soothing burn.

“God,” Gideon exclaimed, hips
moving, rolling his cock in her cunny. “I feel so fucking weird.”

“I can feel you against me.” Theo
sounded shaken. He had his head against her nape. “What the fuck is happening?”

“Bonding,” Bea managed to say. “Something…
physiological.”

“What?” Theo didn’t pull out
either. He just pushed his hips into her slightly as if he couldn’t bear to
move.

“I’m not human,” Gideon said.

“Pheromones?” Bea asked, panting.
The pleasure was increasing without them even doing anything.

“I don’t think so,” Gideon managed,
closing his eyes. “Maybe.” He had his head thrown back so that the muscles in
his neck stood out. He looked incredible.

“What is that?” Theo asked thickly.

“Oh my God.” Bea clenched her hands
against Gideon’s skin. His cock was thickening, growing larger. She held on
tighter. When Theo’s cock began to do the same thing, she nearly screamed. It
felt like they both had a vibrator at the tip of their shaft.

“Fuck!” Theo growled.

Gideon opened his mouth as if he
couldn’t speak. Bea understood. She couldn’t speak either anymore. She held her
breath and held onto them, and then when she thought the wave couldn’t go higher,
it did, and just as suddenly broke. Her mind blew open. Theo and Gideon were
right there with her, rolling over the open sands of her psyche and she felt
everything they’d ever done, everything they’d lived through even as she sensed
them flowing through her own memories. She knew that Gideon had loved his three
parents very much and that being torn away from them had damaged him. Destroyed
his memories. She felt Theo’s overwhelming loyalty to his sister and Ivy. She felt
them soothe her pain when the memory of her sister’s death rose up, and when
her brother grew distant. The understood her terrible loneliness.

She might have cried out, or
screamed, she wasn’t sure, but then the wave crested again and she accepted
them into her as they accepted her. When she opened her eyes, she understood,
finally, what Gideon meant by bonding.