“I feel it.” She bumped her hips against his. “I feel you here too.” She broke off the kiss and nipped his chin. He’d just begun to kiss her seriously when there was a sound in the alley.
“So is this how you filled your time when I was gone?”
Rex stepped into sight, looking well, and moving without so much as a limp. Noemi was immediately all business. She dropped to the ground and moved to his side, probing the healed injuries. Rex gave him a look… That look, with one eyebrow raised, a quizzical smile on his lips.
Rion returned the look with a slightly sheepish shrug of one shoulder. He stepped forward, watching as Noemi knelt to probe Rex’s injured leg. She stood and shook her head in wonder.
“This is just amazing.”
“Oh, Rex.” Rion breathed a sigh of relief. Once Noemi had completed her cursory exam, he wrapped his arms around the Sidhe, holding him gently. He kissed the unruly curls on the top of his head and he kissed his lips, landing soft, gentle kisses over and over. “I am so relieved.”
“And I’m so grateful to see you again. It’s been too long.”
“How long?” Noemi stood to the side, watching them.
“A month, perhaps more since they woke me. The venom was very powerful.” He hugged Rion once again, and a press of hips gave a promise of carnal pleasure. “But seriously, it’s been only hours for you two, and I find you spooning in a dark alley like two youngsters meeting on the sly.” He stepped between the two, clasping their arms.
To Rion’s gratitude, the Sidhe glossed easily over the awkward moment. He led them from the alley. In the growing dawn, Chinatown was coming awake. Trucks trundled up the hill, heavy with produce. Early morning traffic was moving through the streets.
“You two have been busy. The question is, am I invited to play?” His grin was roguish, but Rion read the anxiety behind the smile.
“It isn’t play, Rex. And whatever I do, you are part of.” The smile fled his face, and he looked over at Noemi. She nodded solemnly.
“I can’t believe this is happening, and so suddenly. It feels…out of control, but at the same time, it feels right.” She moved closer to Rex as his arm slipped around her waist.
“Jeez, he’s been complaining about my girlfriend all these years, and now he just expects me to take in his woman.” Rex rolled his eyes.
Noemi didn’t look so humorous. “What do you mean?”
“Rex has a succubus. She’s been following him since… Well, a long time.”
“A very long time.” Rex added.
Noemi came to a stop. “A succubus? Seriously?”
“Yup. The only time she lost track of us was when we went to China that time.”
“She would have known that her kind was unwelcome in that culture.” Noemi looked thoughtful as she began to walk again. “So this is why you asked if I hunt succubae. You’re protecting her.”
“He’s protecting her. I’d have been glad to see her gone long ago.” Rion frowned. “But…truth be told, she saved his life after the accident. And she gave him her energy more than once while he was attacked.”
“So won’t she get pissed now that I’ve entered the picture?”
The men looked at each other then shrugged, turning back to Noemi.
“She’s very possessive of Rex, but she never seemed to mind when we’ve been with Carly—” Rion broke off, a definite ‘oh shit’ look on his face.
Noemi raised an eyebrow. “Carly? I was wondering why she was giving me the stink-eye.”
Rex’s shoulders were shaking with silent laughter. “Lass, sex is to Carly what breathing is to the rest of us. I’m a fertility Sidhe, yet even at the full moon I don’t wreak sexual havoc the way she does on a daily basis.”
“I doubt she’ll be angry if we stop coming.” Rion still looked embarrassed.
“Good thing too, I’d hate to see that woman angry! She can be damn dangerous if she wants.” Rex shook his head.
“How?” Noemi hurried to keep up with Rex, who was moving quickly.
“Memory. She brings forgetfulness. She can make devoted husbands cheat, wipe the memory of home and hearth right away. Rion here is one of the few who managed to overcome her abilities. Don’t know if it’s because he’s an angel, or some other reason.”
Rion suddenly came to a dead halt in the middle of the sidewalk, mindless of the pedestrians who were beginning to spill out onto the street. “Rex, all these years…” His face had a look of wonderment. “The succubus…she fulfilled that need for you. I never thought of what you’d given up for me.”
“What need?” Rex stopped as well, his hand dropping to Rion’s, holding it tightly.
“Fertility. Reproduction. That need cannot be fulfilled between men. You have an elemental need for women.”
“Orion, that’s rubbish, and you know it.”
Rion didn’t move but he looked at Noemi. “At the full moon, his fertility peaks. And at Beltane and Samhain, it does more than peak, it very nearly drives him insane.” He looked from Noemi to Rex. “She comes to you during those times. Either she’s particularly attracted to you then, or you call on her to help you cope.”
“Or both,” Noemi added.
“The more I know about our succubus, the more I appreciate her.” Rion looked at Rex with an uncomfortably intense expression.
Noemi watched the two men as though their discussion was a tennis match, her mind spinning at the bizarre content of the conversation. A sex nymph? A succubus? Sexual madness during lunar cycles?
“I had no idea that you suffered so much, Rex.”
“I’m not suffering, Rion. You are my heart. Sometimes compromise needs to be made in love.”
“But, Rex, you’ve allowed me to drag you all over, when all you’ve really needed was a place to settle. You’ve allowed me to pull you away from Anahita when you needed her so badly.”
Anahita? The name bothered Noemi, but still, she couldn’t pull herself away from their discussion. Wasn’t that the name Rion had whispered in her ear? The name of Rex’s succubus?
“Why, Rex?”
“Your fear of her was palpable…overwhelming. I couldn’t let you go on like that, so I allowed you to keep me safe the best way you saw fit.”
“But if you’d explained…”
“If I’d known myself, I would have explained.” Rex reached up and stroked Rion’s face. “I’d never have figured this out, Rion. It took your clear vision.”
“Who is Anahita?”
“Noemi, you look as though you’ve seen a ghost.” Rex turned to her and pulled her into his arms. “This is all a little much, I expect. Usually we’re pretty normal.”
“For a fallen angel and a Sidhe.”
She smiled at Rion’s wry comment.
“Anahita was like me, a fallen angel. She didn’t have the kind of support Rex gave me in the beginning. She was badly used and abused. She was targeted by a demon that twisted her into a monster.”
Rex continued the story. “She fled. She knew she’d become a danger to humans, so she fled, and the myth says that she encased herself in ice. About a century and a half ago, she broke free. That’s when she first found us.”
“And Patrick,” Rion added.
“Anyhow, she’s physically close, since she had enough strength to feed me her energy.”
“What do you mean? Sexual vampires are incorporeal. They don’t have bodies. Proximity isn’t an issue.”
“Apparently this one does. Remember, Noemi, that angels are immortal. It is very hard to kill us. I would guess that Anahita survived her entombment and eventually escaped. She’s alive and possibly alone.”
“And really, she could be feeding off humans and risk shortening their lives. Instead, she seeks me out, knowing I’ll recover quickly.”
“You’re the Holy Grail for a succubus.” Noemi looked at Rex, stunned at the revelation of his long-standing entanglement with Anahita.
Noemi felt sick. Jealous. She turned and began to hurry
up the sidewalk. However, Rion had a point. Anahita had helped Rex manage his elemental needs all these years. And she could simply have fed off unsuspecting humans.
She stopped again.
“Rion, why are you afraid of her?”
“I have a theory about that as well.”
She looked at Rex in question.
“Something terrible happened to Rion before he fell. He has terrible dreams, partial memories.”
“Losing his voice…his wife…”
Rex looked sharply at Rion, who simply shrugged. “She had a vision.”
The Sidhe looked at Noemi for a long moment before he continued. “Anyhow, I believe Anahita was part of whatever happened. She might have been one of those who tortured him.”
“Or she could have been the woman he saw die.” But Anahita hadn’t died. Not if the story the men told her was true.
It had taken twice as long as it should have, but they finally reached the motel. This time they took the elevator, silently entering the room. She’d just set down her purse when Rex slammed into Rion, pinning the larger man against the wall.
“I have missed you.”
They kissed hard and savage, teeth bared, bodies thrusting. She stood transfixed, watching. Noemi had never seen sexual displays between men before, beyond a few embraces on city streets. Now she watched in open fascination.
Suddenly she was gripped around the waist, Rex’s tail pulling her into the embrace. Rex nipped her jaw and whispered in her ear. “I tortured myself all those weeks, imagining you and me together, and even worse—imagining you and Rion together. I dreamed about the ways the three of us would make love.” His mouth came down on hers, hot and demanding, and somewhere in her subconscious, Noemi realized this was the night of the full moon.
And she was glad.
He was hot, but he didn’t have the fever of illness, but rather the heat of lust. He burned like a wildfire, and the flame passed from one to the other.
Hands tangled in a mad dash to disrobe. Rex was pulling at her jacket while Rion was on his knees, unlacing her boots.
“Where did you two do it? How?” Rex’s voice was harsh and breathless.
“Outside. He held me on the rail in front of the room.”
“Fuck.” Rex had her naked down to her bra, his head lowered to worry at her breast through the lacy fabric. “Fast? Slow?”
“Fast and hard…” She gasped as he bit down lightly. “He lost his glamour.”
Rex groaned into her tender flesh. Down below, Rion had her completely bare, and he buried his face into her dark curls, his teeth lightly catching her outer lips, his tongue stroking, drawing forth the hot fluids of her cunt.
Together, they fell on the bed in a frenzied tangle, all fueled by the lust of Rex’s heat.
“Ohhh… I want you both! I so want to take you both!” He pushed her bra aside and caught her nipple between sharp teeth. Her body arched and Rion pressed her leg up till it nearly met her breast. She was open to him completely, and he began a slow, firm circuit of her slit, dipping into her channel to kiss her deeply.
“Move there, Rion…” Rex had shifted, his head moving into Rion’s spot, his tongue firm and quick on her clit. She arched, cried out as his finger slipped in, pressed lightly, and began stroking quickly. Rion was now up top, kissing her gently, licking along the curve of her ear.
“May I, Noemi?” Rex looked up from between her legs. His question had a slight plea at the edge.
“Let him fuck you.” Rion’s whisper sent chills down her skin. “I want to see him fuck you.” She nodded and Rion slipped behind her body, supporting her as Rex rose to his knees.
She hadn’t seen his cock, beyond when she’d treated him as his doctor. He was long and thick and uncut. He spread her thighs, pressing himself tightly between them. He ran his cock through the slick juices of her pussy, his head dropping back in bliss.
“Oh…fuck!” The expletive came forth not as pleasure, but dismay. “Ri, I could get her pregnant right now. I can feel it.”
“Condom…” Noemi gasped the word. She wanted to laugh at the despairing glance the men gave each other. They’d probably never used them before. “In my purse.”
With trembling hands, Rion found her purse and began frantically digging through it. Finally, in frustration, he turned it over, dumping the contents onto the bedside table. “In that white bag.” It was the bag she used for giveaways. Gods only knew why she’d taken it from her sample storage and brought it with her yesterday, but she was glad she did.
Rex grabbed the thing and clumsily opened the wrapper, hesitating as he looked at it. She began laughing hysterically. He had no idea what to do with it!
“Here…” She sat up, placing the prophylactic over the tip of his cock, carefully rolling it down. She hadn’t had much opportunity to use one either. She wasn’t even on birth control.
“Oh… Your touch feels so good…but I don’t like this thing much!” He looked wryly at the sheath covering his straining cock. Noemi lay back in Rion’s arms, hooking her feet around Rex’s waist, pulling him close. He was instantly diverted and immediately began to focus on Noemi again.
He parted her with his fingers, pressing in as he did so. He was thick and heavy, and it took several tries before he fully penetrated her body.
“Okay, now I’m glad for it.” He grinned. “I’d have gone off by now otherwise.”
Behind her, Rion laughed. “I went a little faster than I’d planned.”
Whatever Noemi started to say was cut off as Rex lowered himself, his body covering hers, his mouth taking hers in a deep, intoxicating kiss. He was tight against her body, buried deeply into her flesh, and against her back she felt Rion’s cock sliding, slicked up from the sweat of their bodies.
Rex lifted, his hands clasping Rion’s thighs, and they kissed deeply above her head. Noemi ran her hands over Rex’s hot skin, catching droplets of sweat on her tongue as they ran down his neck. She met him as he thrust, enjoying the feel of their bodies slapping together and the tickle of the sweat and juice running from her body down to the bedspread. It was fast and hard and when she came, she clasped his ass with her fingers, digging into his skin with her short nails.
He cried out and flexed, his body rigid for the briefest moment, before thrusting frantically into her tight channel. She arched into another climax, the salt of her sweat stinging her eyes.
Noemi felt the warm spill of Rion coming against her back, and she luxuriated in that slick heat, his harsh cry in her ear. One by one they went limp, finally slipping into a sated, panting tangle on the bed. Rex lay with his face buried in her breasts, Rion’s arms came around her body and cradled his head, fingers twining into the dark brown curls.
Finally, Rex lifted his hips and carefully withdrew from her body. He slipped off the condom and tossed it into the trash. Then he was back down, face resting on her belly, his arms around them both.
“I would give much to be able to sink my cock into your sweet juices without that glove in the way.”
Rion gently placed his palm over her forehead, tilting her head back to his. He feathered kisses along her cheek, her jaw, the corner of her mouth.
“And what would happen if I became pregnant with your baby, Rex?”
He nuzzled the valley between her breasts. “You’d have a half-Sidhe babe. Most are born completely normal to the eye, but are the gifted among the humans.”
“And if it were Rion’s baby?” She still remembered the sensation of him spilling into her channel, hot and slick. They hadn’t even considered protection.
“The babe would then be Sidhe.”
She looked up at the angel in surprise.
“It’s true, Emi. The Sidhe are the offspring of human and angels.” Rex’s hand was now wandering her torso, running along the dip in her waist.
Rion shifted and she rolled, prompting Rex to move to the side so she was trapped between the men. Rex reached behind her, sliding his fingers through the slick sp
ot where Rion had ejaculated. He brought his fingers first to his lips, tasting the fluid. He then painted it on her mouth, watching in delight as she licked her full lips.
“He tastes like clouds and rain.”
Rex blinked in surprise, tasting his own fingers once more. “So he does, lass.” He kissed her gently. “Just like clouds and rain.”
Chapter Eleven
“Anahita.”
She was back in the ice, deep and cold. She was locked too tightly to shiver, but from her heart, warmth blossomed, and the thaw began. It was just like spring, wasn’t it? The sun eventually came out, bringing life to all that was frozen and dead.
“Anahita.”
“Yes?” She had a voice. Before, she hadn’t had a voice. That’s when Anahita knew that she was asleep and dreaming of her time in the ice.
“Anahita. Do you remember the first time? You came to us… Me, Rion and Patrick. You were so desperate.”
She remembered. And she remembered how wrong it had turned out. “No, not Patrick. Azrael.”
“Yes, Patrick is Azrael.”
“And it was wrong. Not Azrael. Never him.” She’d briefly touched Azrael, and they’d broken away from each other, knowing it was wrong.
A gentle hand stroked her skin, bringing the side of her mouth up in a smile. It was a dream, because she never felt, not really. She wanted and she ached, but she never felt the men she touched, she never truly tasted their kisses or the seed she coaxed from their bodies. She felt only the rush of power as it came forth. She sighed and luxuriated in the feel of Rex and Rion holding her tight, even if it was only a dream.
* * * *
“Anahita?”
“Yes.”
“It’s time.” The voice was gentle. Sweet. It was like listening to a spring rain. Sad, but so sweet to the ear.
“Time for what?” She wanted to simply lie here, luxuriating in sensation.
“It’s time to wake up, Anahita.”
“No. Please.”
“It’s time to wake up and remember.”
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