Hearts Enchained Page 2

  “I want to see you.” Jax edged the fabric higher. “Let me.”

  She resisted him for long enough that he held his breath. Then Kaelum stroked under her legs, his fingers sliding up the inside of her thigh. With a full-body shiver she released her grip and laid her hands on either side of her on the couch.

  Jax pushed her skirts and petticoats up to her waist and Kae moved forward so they were shoulder to shoulder. The top of her mound was bare but for a strip of sparse, light-brown hair. The seam of her pink lips was visible and so was the silky moisture of her arousal.

  Kae reached forward, stroking her with a delicate touch. “So soft. So pretty.” He trailed his finger down, sliding it between her slick folds. “Wet. And you smell so good.” He turned his hand a little and pushed his finger in, just to the first knuckle. “Do you want us here? Do you ache as much as we do?”

  And just like that, Jax was on a knife’s edge. Kae’s intimate touch coupled with Sorcha’s calm acceptance sent his head spinning in directions Jax never normally allowed it to go. The scent of their combined arousal was like a drug and the yearning inside him rose up like the monster it was.

  He waited for Sorcha’s answer, desperate for her to say yes and terrified that she would. He knew it would be a mistake for them to take her and that fucking her would complicate their lives in ways none of them needed. He should leave, right now, regardless of whether Kae stayed with Sorcha or not. Then she moved her legs, opening her knees wide so Kae could go deeper, exposing her core and her swollen clit.

  Jax watched his own hand move. Seemingly of its own volition his palm stroked her soft mound while his thumb circled her nub, slow and easy.

  She rolled her hips. Her invitation was impossible to misinterpret and impossible to deny.

  “You have to tell us what you want, Sorcha.” Jax needed everyone to be clear. “Do you want Kaelum and me to take you to bed?”

  “Yes, I want that.”

  He pressed on her clit and she moaned. “And do you want us to fuck you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Say it.”

  “Yes. I want you and Kaelum to fuck me.”

  He turned to his den-mate. “Get her in our room, get her naked and wait for me on our bed.”

  Kaelum didn’t need to be told twice. He’d been attracted to Sorcha from the moment he saw her and he’d wondered what it would be like to have those insanely long legs wrapped around his waist. But until now it had only been a daydream. Not only had Sorcha not seemed interested, Kae couldn’t figure a way to be with her without hurting Jax. And that was something he would never do.

  He was Jax’s friend and lover but more than that he was Jax’s anchor. The one person who kept him balanced, who witnessed his nightmares and held him in the aftermath. The one person with whom Jax could find a whole lot of acceptance and the occasional slice of oblivion. In many ways he was the glue that held Jax together and nothing could ever be allowed to jeopardize that.

  But they were in accord when it came to Kae’s plans for Sorcha. The human woman had somehow managed to push past Jax’s defenses and erode his rock-steady control. The dragons liked Sorcha, Kae liked her. All he needed now was to find a way to make Sorcha and Jax like each other. Kae cradled her tight in his arms, knowing his den-mate wouldn’t commit to anything beyond this one night together.

  So Kae would take it one step at a time. He would wear Jax down—and Sorcha if it came to that—in increments small enough that neither of them would realize what he was doing until it was too late. Kae knew Sorcha could be his ally. The two of them would form a better glue for Jax than Kae could on his own.

  But that was a fight for another day. Right now he had a beautiful, strong, sexy woman in his arms and he and his best friend were about to fuck her senseless.

  He took his time undressing her, touching and kissing her skin. Breathing her in, he reacquainted himself with the silky curves and undulations of a woman’s body. He was surprised by how much he missed it.

  Women were a prized commodity on Gemarra. Decades ago, in a bid to control the entire planet, Brightstar Mining released a virus that affected the fertility of both men and women. Birth rates plummeted and the few babies that survived were invariably male. These days, women had to be enticed to Gemarra from other planets and those who came either didn’t stay long or they aligned themselves with the powerful and wealthy. And they preferred the slick, technologically advanced continent that was controlled by Brightstar.

  Because of the frequent ion storms on Ivasta, technology was so unreliable nobody used it. Outsiders considered the southern continent primitive and very few women were bold enough to commit to living in the townships. Even fewer wanted to work in the bower houses, where they sold their bodies to whoever had the money to pay.

  Kae had always done his best to be attentive to the women who worked in the bower houses, and in their younger days he and Jax had been regular visitors. As they’d grown older, the visits became less frequent and when Jax returned from his Brightstar incarceration, they’d stopped entirely.

  Going to the bower houses wasn’t enough to ease the raw emptiness that had taken up residence inside Jax. The emotional disconnect inherent in that exchange only made his loneliness harder to bear, his scars more painful. When Kaelum became Jax’s lover, he too stopped frequenting the houses and Kae was fine with that. But he missed the soft strength and fragility of a woman’s body more than he’d ever dared admit, even to himself.

  And Sorcha’s body was particularly beautiful. Long, lean lines, flared hips and large breasts with oval-shaped nipples. Her snow-white skin had the most enticing texture he’d ever touched and she felt like warm silk under his tongue. He pulled the pins from her hair and it fell in shiny scarlet waves down her back. Pushing it aside, he kissed his way down her spine, shucking his clothes as he kept his lips on her skin. When he got to her ass he kept going, kissing his way down the crease until she laughed and spun away.

  “You haven’t even kissed my mouth yet. Do you really want to start kissing my ass?”

  He stood, jerking her back into his arms and smiling down at her. “I’ll kiss whatever part of you I can get my mouth on.”

  She wiggled one hand free and tapped her lips. “These seem pretty close right now.”

  “That they do.”

  Kae slid his hand around to cup the back of her head and cradled her close, hip to hip, cock to belly, chest to breast. He used the arm around her waist to pull her up high and tight and when she balanced the tips of her toes he lowered his head.

  Her lips were pillowy soft, velvety and compliant under his mouth. He rubbed against her, the barely-there brush of his lips a direct contrast to the vise in which he held her body. He licked and nipped at her, running his tongue along the seam of her lips until she opened for him, her tongue darting out to meet his.

  He hoisted her higher until her feet left the ground, until he was the only solid thing in her world. She tightened her hold around his neck and pulled herself up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. He kissed her hard, plundering her mouth with his tongue as she pressed her wet core to his abdomen. She was like wildfire in his arms, rubbing and moaning and trying to get herself off instead of waiting for him to do it for her. Squeezing the cheeks of her ass, he pulled them apart a little and let her feel the stretch. She rubbed harder so he fisted her hair and forced their mouths apart.

  “Do you want to come?”

  “Yes, I need to, please.”

  “Then stop squirming.”

  “What?” She rubbed again, undulating, trying to get some friction on her slippery core.

  He slapped her ass. “Stop it. We are perfectly capable of giving you orgasms. You don’t need to chase one yourself.”

  “Well, what are you waiting for?”

  He was about to reply when Jax beat him to it. “I can’t speak for Kae but I’m waiting for you to be spread out naked on my bed like I asked.” Jax’s eyes were usually moss gree
n but right now they were emerald-bright with desire. Obviously he’d been standing there for a while. He’d kicked his boots off but other than that he was still fully dressed.

  Kae crawled onto the bed in an awkward sprawl with Sorcha still wrapped around him, collapsing on top of her when his feet cleared the end of the bed. She grunted under his weight but she felt glorious beneath him, slender and sweet. Then she slapped him on the shoulder and ordered him to get off so she could breathe. Not so sweet but eminently fuckable.

  He rolled to lie beside her. Pulling her arms up above her head, he held them in one hand and used his free hand to lift her leg over his hip. She was as spread out as he could make her and Jax lasered in on her core as if it were the only target in the room.

  Kae cupped her with his hand, just to piss his den-mate off. “You’re so hot and wet.” He gave her a squeeze and looked up at Jax, holding his gaze but talking to Sorcha. “Do you like having a male’s mouth on your core? Do you like it when he licks and sucks?” He slid a finger up and down her outer lips. “Do you like a slow, savoring tease or do you like it hard and fast?”

  Sorcha rolled her hips. “All of it. I like all of it.”

  Leaning down, he licked her nipple, circling around the pale-pink bud before finally taking it into his mouth. A ripple of pleasure coursed over her body and he moved his hand to her other breast. Twisting and pulling one nipple, he sucked the other and she shuddered under him over and over. Then the begging started.

  She pleaded with him, incoherent half sentences that turned into a litany of “Kaelum, please.” Writhing and arching, she tried to pull her hands from where he’d restrained them above her head. Pushing her breasts up higher into his touch, she thrust her hips up over and over into the empty air.

  He was about to take pity on her when the bed shifted and Jax crowded his way between her legs. Planting his massive hand on her abdomen, Jax stilled her with a single touch.

  “Do you want my mouth on you, Sorcha?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then ask nicely. Say, ‘please Jax, lick and suck my core until I come in your mouth.’”

  She lifted her hips and Kae could only imagine the view. “Please, Jax, please eat my pussy until I come.”

  Jax paused for a moment and Kae thought he might have made her do it again, repeating the words verbatim. But then Jax took a deep breath and Kae knew the scent of Sorcha’s arousal would push him past any game playing. Sure enough, Jax dropped to his elbows, pushed her thighs a bit wider than comfortable and buried his face between her legs.

  Chapter Three

  Sorcha screamed loud and long and she didn’t give a shit. Kaelum held her arms over her head, stretching her high enough that her boobs arched up, thrusting her into his hot, sucking mouth. His free hand played with her other breast, squeezing and pinching her flesh, tugging and twisting her nipple so the pleasure arced through her body and into her clit. She could have come from that alone and then Jax pushed his way between her legs, stretching her wide. He cupped her ass, lifted her hips and then he French-kissed her pussy like a fucking connoisseur.

  Tongue, lips and even a scrape of teeth as he worked his way up and down, side to side. Every touch was so exquisite it was like a mini orgasm and shocking bolts of pleasure shot through her with every press and lick. When he worked his way back up to her clit she begged god and all the heavenly angels to make him stay there.

  Keeping his mouth on that little nub of flesh—hallelujah and praise Jesus—he pressed one hand tight on her belly and slid the other between her legs.

  There was begging and moaning. She knew it was her and she didn’t care. Kaelum was still at her boobs and the pleasure between her nipples and her clit felt like a single connection. All the intense sensation rebounded on itself over and over, firing through her body like lightning bolts, searing her nerves and jerking her muscles in spasms that bordered on painful.

  Jax sucked on her clit and finger-fucked her, setting up a rhythm that wound her pleasure tighter and tighter. Squeezing her senses dry, he locked her body into an agony of want until she finally fell over the edge. Everything exploded. Light, sound, sensation. She blew herself into a billion pieces and fell into oblivion. She was everything and nothing, totally overwhelmed and totally at peace all at once.

  She came back to herself bit by bit. She felt the touch of hands on her skin and warm breath on her neck. Her lungs labored inside her ribs and the post-orgasmic rush slowly receded from her body. She was done. If the Enforcers wanted to fuck her now they’d have to cope with her lying back and making like a starfish. There simply wasn’t another orgasm left in her.

  Then she heard Kaelum. “Kiss me, I want to taste her on you.”

  The males bracketed her, one on either side. When she cracked her eyes open she had a front row view of them kissing, mouths wide open and tongues rubbing and tasting. Kaelum lifted her hand to his cock, covering her fingers with his as he stroked himself. And just like that Sorcha’s libido was awake and revving.

  Kaelum’s cock was long and thick. Instead of the smooth mushroom head she was used to, the ridge around his cock head was formed by a series of bumps, as though he had a string of pearls implanted under his skin. He was hot to the touch and under their combined grip his cock flushed a painful-looking reddish purple.

  Pulling away from both of them, Kaelum moved down the bed and positioned himself between Sorcha’s legs. “Hold yourself open for me, wide as you can.”

  Tucking her hands under the back of her knees, she lifted her legs up and out. Kaelum looked her, petted her a couple of times and then moved over her. Placing one hand beside her shoulder to support his weight, he used his other hand to guide his cock inside her.

  Jax had stretched her with his fingers but not enough to take Kaelum’s cock all at once. He pressed and held, pressed and held, flexing in a slow, consistent rhythm so Sorcha could relax enough to let him in. Jax leaned forward, cupping her pussy and stroking Kae’s cock with his fingers. “Beautiful,” he whispered. “So beautiful to see your cock sliding into her, stretching her. She’s so wet for you.”

  Kae lowered his head to press into the crook of Jax’s shoulder. “She’s wet for us. It’s both of us she responds to, both of us she wants.” Kaelum squeezed her hip. “Isn’t that right, little cat?”

  “Yes. Both.” Sorcha was panting now. Kae’s cock was no longer a tight intrusion, it was a welcome and needed invasion and she craved the feeling of fullness like she craved coffee. “Please, Kae, I’m ready.”

  Jax shifted his hand but he didn’t move away. He continued to touch and caress both of them as Kaelum slid a hand under her back, plunging into her until he was balls deep. Bottoming out on the first stroke, the feel of him against her womb made every internal muscle contract. He groaned and did it again and again, harder, faster, deeper. Levering his arms under her legs, he grabbed her ass, pushing up onto his knees so Sorcha was balanced on nothing but her shoulders. His hips pistoned back and forth as he threw his head back, putting his glorious body on full display. She was helpless to do anything but take it and for once being powerless felt really good.

  They were both close and at a word from Kaelum, Jax pinched her clit, pressing his chest to hers so he could feel every shock and vibration that blasted through her body. She threw her arms around him, holding him close, letting him be her anchor in the storm of pleasure that threatened to carry her away. And the second orgasm was even more shattering than the first.

  Jax turned his head to kiss her, sucking at her skin, licking the sweat from between her breasts and from her neck as she drifted back to awareness. She stroked his white hair, delighted by how soft and silky it felt under her fingers. He lifted his head to look at her, his moss-green eyes utterly impenetrable. “You are beautiful when you come.”

  She smiled. “Thank you.”

  He turned to Kae. “So are you.”

  “I know.” Kaelum eased out of her, sliding across her body and taking turns to
kiss her and Jax. Kae stroked his hand over her breasts. “You are glorious, Sorcha. Thank you.”

  “I’m the one who should be grateful. I’ve never experienced anything even close to that before.” Which was true but on reflection she wasn’t sure it was wise to admit that to these two. They were arrogant enough as it was.

  Jax leaned down and bit her shoulder. “We haven’t finished yet.”

  He was still fully dressed, which seemed odd, but Sorcha just assumed he’d gotten carried away. But when he started to unlace his trousers and it became obvious he wasn’t going to do anything more than pull his dick out, the situation went from odd to weird.

  “We have finished if you think I’m going to let you pull your cock out of your pants and do me like I’m some back-street prostitute.” She looked him up and down. “No skin, no sin.”

  His expression was completely blank. “I don’t even know what that means.”

  Liar. “It means that unless you get naked, we are done. I can’t make it any clearer than that.”

  Kae cupped her face and turned her head to his. “Please, Sorcha, let it go.”

  No. She’d had a boyfriend once who never got naked to fuck and it always made her feel cheap. It was as if she wasn’t worth getting naked for or she might somehow dirty him if they pressed skin to skin. Plus she was a tactile creature. She liked to touch and be touched and she adored the feel of a warm, male body.

  It was obvious by the look on Kae’s face that Jax’s problems weren’t about laziness or girl germs but Sorcha wasn’t letting it go. “If you don’t want me to see you, you can blindfold me if that will make you feel better,” she said to Jax. “But if I’m granting you the intimacy of my body, the least you can do is grant me the intimacy of yours.”

  Jax was quiet for so long she thought he was going to call her bluff but in the end he sighed and leaned over to plant a kiss on her forehead. “Ball-breaker.”

  She laughed. “You know it.”

  “Get underneath her, Kae. Sorcha, roll over and put your hands near his shoulders and straddle his hips.”