Riptide [Kismet Cove] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (27 page)

“Yeah, well I had drunk the other half of that vodka and I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to manage to do any better than you had.”

Two sets of strong, male hands started stroking over Jess’s body, palming her breasts and touching every inch of her until she was squirming between them, needing more than just their touch. Taking the initiative, Jess reached out and took a cock in each hand, giving both shafts a slow, lingering caress.

“Now that I have your attention,” she purred, “I’d like to request that one or both of you fuck me, please.”

“She said please again,” Evan groaned. “I love it when she does that.”

Rory reached around to pinch a rosy nipple and Jess groaned as splintering shards of pleasure flowed from her breast to her pussy.

Rory glanced at Evan and this time she knew they were discussing their plan of attack.

“I cannot wait until I can listen in on these conversations,” she grumbled. “It’s really unfair that you two can do that and I can’t.”

Without saying a word Rory moved her so that she was angled across the bed and then slid his hand from her breast to her knee, lifting her uppermost leg up and back until it was draped over his thigh. As he reached between them to position his cock against the entrance to her pussy, Evan sat up and adjusted his body so that Jess’s head was cradled on his inner thigh, his cock just a few inches from her mouth.

“Patience is a virtue,” Rory teased her as he eased his impressive girth into her channel, pressing in only little before stopping.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” The words tumbled out of Jess’s mouth as her cunt ached with the need to be filled. She wriggled and tried to press him deeper but he arched his hips back, denying her what she needed.

“She’s talking too much. Ev, do something about that would you?”

Jess looked up and saw Evan grinning at her. “Good idea. Open your mouth for me, sweetheart.”

The second her lips parted Evan dropped the tip of his cock into her mouth and she ran her tongue over the slit and gathered up the pearls of pre-cum she found there. Evan’s fingers tangled in her still wet hair, drawing her head closer so she could take in more of him. She let him in all the way, relaxing her throat and taking him inch by slow inch. She swirled her tongue over his shaft, teasing and encouraging him she could feel his cock touch the back of her throat.

She hummed softly and Evan growled low in his throat in response. His fingers tightened their grip on her hair and she felt his cock jerk and thicken as she pushed him to a new level of arousal.

That was the moment Rory finally moved, plunging his cock deep into Jess’s pussy in one strong, steady thrust that had her moaning around Evan’s dick. Jess closed her eyes, reveling in the exquisite joy of the moment. Before Evan and Rory, Jess could have never imagined being in love with two men at once, but now this was the only way she wanted to live. She was cherished, loved, and more sexually satisfied than she had ever been in her life.

Rory buried himself so deep Jess could feel the crisp hair of his crotch brush against the back of her thighs. His hand found her breast again, and he began plucking and teasing at her nipples in a slow, sensual rhythm. His hips rolled and retreated at the same gentle pace, filling and stretching her with every delicious movement.

Jess began to work Evan’s cock with the same slow rhythm and soon their bodies were synchronized, all of them experiencing the sweet pleasure of their joining at the same time. Evan stroked and tugged at her hair while Rory’s hands toyed with her breasts, and Jess reached up to cup Evan’s balls in her palm, rolling them lightly between her fingers until she felt them tighten and his cock twitched within the heated confines of her mouth.

Evan groaned and Rory shuddered behind her before muttering, “Holy fuck, Ev. Are you trying to break me?”

“Just sharing the love, bro.”

Rory leaned in and blew a puff of air over Jess’s ear. “Evan is letting me feel what you’re doing to him right now, baby. I can feel your mouth on him, sucking him off. He’s going to come soon, because that talented tongue of yours is making him crazy.”

Jess moaned as a roaring wave of lust washed over her and she tightened her inner muscles around Rory’s cock.

“I think she likes hearing about it.” Rory nipped her earlobe and rocked his hips in harder. “Did you like that? Do you want to hear more?”

Jess moaned again and Evan swore. “Oh fuck yes. Now Rory’s sending me what it feels like to be fucking you right now. Your pretty cunt is clamped so tight around his dick he’s seeing stars, baby.”

Jess made her vaginal muscles pulse and drew back on Evan’s cock enough she could flick her tongue over the head. Both men stiffened and groaned at the same time, and she knew they’d both experienced what the other one was feeling. Rory abandoned his slow, controlled lovemaking and began thrusting into her body eagerly, his hand leaving her breasts to cup her pussy, holding her in place as he fucked her hard. His fingers spread her labia and found her clit, rubbing it hard enough that Jess cried out and jerked her hips, grinding her pussy against his hand.

Evan groaned as her cries reverberated against the hard shaft of his cock and Jess struggled to split her focus between the incredible sensations blooming in her womb and the need to bring Evan to orgasm before she came. She licked and sucked, bobbing her head and swirling her tongue as her fingers toyed with his balls until they drew up tight against his body.

“That’s it, baby, just like that!” Evan groaned and Jess knew he was at the jagged edge of his control.

“Make him come, Jess.” Rory ordered and lifted his fingers from her clit. “First Ev can come, then you, and then me.”

Jess hummed in ascent and Rory’s hand returned to its place between her thighs, rubbing circles around her clit as she swept her tongue over the head of Evan’s cock and down the sensitive underside. Evan’s hips jerked and he arched upward as he came, a wild cry on his lips as his head fell back and his hot seed flooded her mouth.

“Now it’s your turn,” Rory whispered and shifted the angle of his thrusts so that his cock hit her most sensitive spots on every pass. His fingers strummed and rubbed her swollen clit until Jess was trembling with the need to come. She lifted her head and released Evan’s cock so she could take a ragged breath and then sobbed as Evan reached out to cup her breasts, her nipples diamond-hard points against the palms of his hands as he kneaded and stroked. Completely overwhelmed, Jess came apart, her senses reeling, spinning as her orgasm hit. Lights flared behind closed lids, a roaring sound filled her ears, and Jess could only just hear her own ecstatic cries as she was swept up in a heady rush of emotional and physical reactions.

Rory gave a strangled roar and came, pumping his seed into her body in hot jets. His fingers stilled but he kept his hand cupping her pussy, holding her tightly against him as he ended on a low, shuddering groan.

Jess’s world finally faded to gray and silence replaced the roaring in her head, and she lay still, too stunned to even try to move.

“Did you feel that?” Evan whispered, and there was a strained note to his voice that made Jess force her eyes open to look up at him.

“Feel what?” Her words came out in a husky rasp.

“You, sweetheart. I felt you come,” Evan was looking down at her with a look of shell-shocked awe on his handsome face.

“How could you have? We haven’t…I mean…” Jess frowned. “Is that possible?”

Rory nuzzled her neck. “It must be possible, because I felt it, too. It was incredible. We really make you feel that good?”

“You two always make me feel that good.” Jess blushed and then laughed. “I will confess that was slightly more incredible than usual, though.”

“We’re good, bro.” Evan smirked. “Really damned good.”

“So how come you two could feel me and I couldn’t feel you?”

“I haven’t the slightest idea how we could have felt you, but we did.” Rory relaxed his hold on her, gently separating their bodies and untangling her legs from his before leaning over to kiss her cheek. “Maybe it’s something about that true mate thing, or maybe we’re just blessed.”

“So, if you two felt that, can you read my thoughts now?” Jess asked.

Both of them went quiet and Jess knew they were trying to read her. After a few seconds Evan shook his head. “I’m not getting anything. How about you?”

“Nothing,” Rory said. “So whatever that was, it isn’t a full bond.” He shifted and Jess felt him tense slightly behind her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked Rory.

Silence greeted her inquiry and Jess looked up at Evan, hoping he knew what was going on.

Evan gave his blood-brother a knowing look and sighed. “So much for postcoital bliss.” He sat up straight, arranged a pillow behind him and stretched out on the bed, gesturing for Jess to join him. “You might as well get comfy, sweetheart. This is going to take a bit of pillow talk, and unless I miss my guess Rory isn’t going to be talking much.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Rory snapped before rolling over and sitting up, his back to them both and his feet on the floor.

Jess realized Rory was about to walk out, and she reached out to lay her hand on his back. “Rory, please don’t leave me.” Jess hadn’t meant to say those words, but as she spoke them she finally understood that was what she was most afraid of. Too many people had left her over the years, so many that in the end she had only trusted her mother and Vivian, and then her mother had been gone, too.

“I’ll never leave you.” Rory’s voice was raw and he reached back to take her hand without turning his head. “But I don’t know if I can talk about this either.”

“You’re going to have to,” Evan said. “You’ve been putting this off for years, but you can’t put it off any longer. It’s time you let it go, Rory.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Rory snarled.

“Bullshit! I know exactly what’s going on.” Evan snapped back at him and Jess sensed that things were on the verge of falling apart.

“Well I don’t know what’s going on,” she whispered as she reached for Evan’s hand. “Would someone please enlighten me?”

Rory didn’t want to do this. Not now. Jess had already been through enough today. She’d just found out that all three of them were selkies for fuck’s sake, she didn’t need to hear about the fact her future mate was a head case, too.

“Rory, please talk to me.” Jess’s soft fingers gripped his hand so tightly he idly wondered if she was cutting off the circulation.

“It’s nothing. I’ve just never really been thrilled about the idea of having Evan in my head all the time, and now you’re going to be there, too.”

“You don’t want me to be linked to you?” Jess asked and he could hear the pain in her voice. “I want you and Evan to be able to see into my heart, so you’ll know how much I love you both. My mother could never have that with my father, and in the end it killed her. I want more than that. I want to know you better than anyone else in the world. Just this one time I want to be selfish and have it all. I want both of you with no secrets and nothing held back.”

Jess sniffled and Rory realized she was crying. His heart ached and he turned around to see his mate curled in Evan’s arms, her cheeks wet with tears and her eyes full of pain and fear.

“Jess.” He said her name and stopped, not sure what to say or how to explain why he didn’t want to let her in. He had never let Evan in completely, but if he bonded with Jess, there was no way he’d be able to keep her at any distance. She had already broken through every wall he had, save one.

“Tell her, Rory. We’ve been dancing around this subject for years. You think I don’t know what’s going on?” Evan pushed at him. “I’ve been in your head for over fifteen years. I know what your problem is. I’ve just been waiting for you to finally admit it.”

“You want me to tell her I’m dangerous? That I don’t trust myself and that deep down I’m a dark, violent son of a bitch that’s descended from a long line of the same. There you go, I said it! Now when she runs, it’s on both our heads.”

Jess stared at him with tears still on her cheeks and he felt her grip tighten on his hand, and then she did the last thing in the world he expected. She burst out laughing.

“And all this time you’ve been telling me
he’s
the delicate one,” Jess sniggered and inclined her head toward Evan. “Did you just hear yourself, Rory?” Jess scooted out of Evan’s embrace and crossed the bed so she could wrap her arms around his neck and snuggled herself into his lap, still laughing softly.

“I got news for you, buster. You’re not that scary. You’re not your grandfather. Not even close. And Torin explained to me that Evan and I are supposed to balance you out, the same as you do for us. Yes, you’re bossy, but I happen to think that’s sexy. You’re going to be a leader one day, and that means you’re supposed to be stubborn and bossy, right? So sometimes you get off on spanking me and ordering me around. It might be a little kinky, but that hardly makes you a monster. It just means things in our bedroom are never going to get boring.”

“But—” Rory tried to interject and Jess just laid a finger across his mouth and shook her head.

“You hush, I’m not done talking just yet.”

“Yeah, you hush, big guy!” Evan snickered and then fell back on the bed, laughing hard.

“You behave yourself, Ev. I’ll be back to talk to you about the fact that you let him carry this around for years and never helped him before now.”

“Me? Aw man. We’re
guys
, Jess. We don’t talk about this shit. That’s why I was waiting for you.” Evan waved his hands vaguely. “It’s not my job to deal with the touchy-feely stuff.”

Jess turned back to Rory and kissed the corner of his mouth, the tears and hurt of before fading now. “I’m not afraid of you, Rory Frazier. The only way you could ever hurt me would be to leave me. I’ve had too many people walk out of my life, and I don’t think I could bear it if I lost you or Evan. Nothing else scares me the way that does. So I want to be bonded to you both, soon. That way I know that there’s no way I can lose you until we’re old and gray.”