Safe and Assigned to Ecstasy [The Heroes of Silver Island 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Tonya Ramagos

  He flicked on the overhead light as he followed her inside and closed the door behind him. His gaze dropped to admire the sexy sway of her hips as she took a few more steps before she stopped and turned to face him. She was nervous. He didn’t want that. If she was having second thoughts, then this definitely needed to end now.

  “Are you sure about this?”

  She nodded, no hesitation, no buts, no explanation.

  “If you change your mind at any time, all you have to do is say so.”

  This time, she shook her head. “I won’t. Change my mind, I mean,” she rushed to clarify.

  Alec still hadn’t moved from in front of the door. It felt as if his feet had suddenly sprouted roots there, rendering him unable to take a step. Fucking hell! Was he wrong about her being nervous? Was he projecting his anxiety on her?

  Surely not.

  As if to prove it to himself, he pried first one foot and then the other off the floor. Then, he was walking. It took him only three strides to reach her and to notice how her eyes widened with each step.

  “I am nervous,” she admitted. “I’ve never done anything like this before. But that doesn’t mean I’m not sure about it or that I’m going to change my mind.”

  “Would it help if I told you I haven’t had sex in years?” Holy shit! Had he really just said that?

  Yes. Yes, he had, and he’d never been more grateful for his naturally dark complexion than he was at that moment when he felt his cheeks flame.

  “Years?” Shock morphed to disbelief on her angelic face. “Surely you’re joking.”

  Alec shook his head. “It’s been a little over two, to be exact.”

  “Is that when—” She smacked her lips as if to slam back the rest of the words she’d been about to say and restarted. “Thank you, for telling me that. At least now I know, if I start to fumble, I won’t be the only one.”

  “Baby, just because it’s been two years doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten how not to fumble.” She laughed at that, and he felt his lips twitch. He hooked an arm around her waist and reeled her in until her body was flush with his. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

  She smiled up at him as her arms curled around his neck. “So are you.”

  Alec felt his expression change. He knew she was lying. How could any woman find a man with his scars anything but hideous?

  Obviously reading his mind, she framed his face with her hands and skimmed a thumb over his deepest scar, where a small chunk of his flesh had been cut away. “Don’t. Save whatever it is for another time. Tonight is me and you and, if I tell you I think you’re gorgeous, the correct response is thank you.”

  Jesus save him. He actually felt the anticipation of that “another time” start to build inside him. He’d talked about what had happened to him until he was blue in the face to doctor after doctor. He’d forced himself to do it. But as he stared into her eyes and saw compassion rather than sympathy in their depths, he found himself really wanting to talk to her.

  Another time.

  “How about I show my gratitude with actions rather than words?”

  She made a sultry sound as she ground her belly against his already throbbing shaft. “Take me to your bed, Alec, and show me you can finish what I started.”

  He surprised a squeak out of her when he scooped her into his arms. Seconds later, he made her laugh when he impulsively tossed her into the center of the bed in his room.

  She bounced once, settled on her sexy ass, and gasped as she braced her arms behind her and looked right and then left. “This bed is enormous!”

  “It’s part of the island’s threesome catering thing,” he told her as he walked to the bedside table, pulled out the drawer, and snagged a condom. He was relieved when she didn’t question him about having rubbers on hand when he’d confessed to not having sex in two years. He kept them around because he’d never had sex with a woman, even during his darkest days, without a condom. Even jerking off didn’t feel quite right if he didn’t wear one.

  “Have you ever?”

  He lifted a brow as he turned to face her. “Shared a woman with another man?”

  She shrugged. “Or the other way around.”

  He’d done that, had sex with two women at the same time, but that had been during the life he wasn’t allowing to invade tonight, so he answered, “No.”

  She sat up, tucking her legs beneath her, as he climbed onto the bed. “Would you?”

  Alec crawled to her on his knees and reached for her. “I’ve never really thought about it.”

  He supposed he would, especially for a woman like her, but it would have to be with a guy he was extremely close to. He’d once been close to Cameron Stone, but seeing how the man had come out of the closet while Alec was away and was now in a threesome with Adrien Bingham and Thaddeus Carter, he was definitely out. He’d been close to Jackson Graham, too, but Graham had hooked up with Cameron’s sister Mallory during Alec’s absence. These days, the only man he was closest to was Adam Cooper, but the idea of sharing a woman with his former team leader simply didn’t want to click in his head.

  “Have you?” He turned her question around on her as he skimmed his hands up her sides, taking the material of her tank top with them.

  “No.” The word whispered from her lips as she lifted her arms and let him tug her tank top over her head.

  Alec tossed it over his shoulder as he went to work on the front clasp of her racer-back bra. “Would you?”

  She gave him a soft laugh at that along with the same answer he’d given her when she’d asked him the same question. “I’ve never really thought about it either.”

  He glided the straps of the bra down her shoulders and arms, letting her finish the rest when her amazing breasts spilled free of the cups. He felt his lips twitch at her response but caught himself before the grin fully formed. “Liar.”

  She laughed again and rolled her eyes. “I didn’t really expect you to buy that. Being with two men, being the sole focus of both of them and the pleasure they can give her… Almost every woman has fantasized about it at least a time or ten zillion.”

  Alec cupped one of her breasts in his palm, lifted it, and looked up at her from beneath his lashes as he dipped his head and prepared to take it into his mouth. “How about being the sole focus of one man and the pleasure he can give her?”

  Before she could answer, he circled the tip of his tongue around her areola. She shivered, buried her hands in his hair, and lightly fisted the strands.

  “Oh, that fantasy is…off to a…rocking start…right about…now.”

  Alec heard himself chuckle as he closed his lips around her taut nipple, rolled the bud, and then dared to give it a tenderly pressured bite. She gasped, tightened her fists in his hair, and arched her back, thrusting her breast into his mouth.

  The first time with a woman was all about learning what she liked. He realized that was more of a memory than a newfound understanding, something McIntyre had always believed. He didn’t dwell on it now. He’d promised she would be his sole focus, that her pleasure would be the only thing on his mind, and he fully intended to keep his word.

  He released that nipple in favor of licking his way across the valley between her breasts to find the other one. He gave it the same treatment, manipulating the hardened point with his lips and teeth until she was breathless, writhing, and pleading.

  “Alec, please.” Her hands were at his sides now, gathering the hem of his T-shirt and tugging it up his torso.

  He straightened, let her yank the shirt over his head, and returned to his feast. Her breasts were magnificent, just the right size to fit in his mouth and hand, and sensitized enough he didn’t doubt he could make her come by simply devouring her nipples.

  She had other ideas. Her hands were on the move again, this time skimming down his back to the waistband of his cargo shorts. They turned when they reached their mark, her nails dancing along the barrier as she shoved them between her body and his and began to
fumble with the button.

  Following her lead, he continued to suckle her breast as he freed the button of her shorts with a finger’s snap and lowered the clasp of the zipper. She’d managed to open the fly of his shorts, too, but that was as far as he let her go. Needing to feel more of her, to taste more of her, he slid an arm around her and gently lowered her to lay flat on the bed, going down with her.

  “I need to taste you.” He whispered the words gruffly against her mouth before delving his tongue between her parted lips for a heated kiss. Their tongues dueled in what might have been a fight for control. It was a fight she lost, hands down. Her taste was beyond words, delicious and incredible, and his hunger for her climbed to new heights.

  He licked his way out of her mouth, leaving her breathless as he danced the tip of his tongue over her jaw, skipped it down her throat, and continued to her chest. He didn’t stop at her breasts this time. He traveled through the valley between them, scooting down as he licked his way to her abdomen, and paused at her navel. He delved his tongue inside her belly button, heard her giggle, and chuckled again as he moved on to find what he craved most.

  He sat up between her legs when he reached the barrier of her shorts and slid his fingers along the waistband, enjoying the way she shivered. He hooked his fingers beneath the material, finding the thin straps of her panties on her hips at the same time, and pulled at both. She lifted her hips as he tugged the garments down, then bent her legs as she brought them up and closed them in front of him, giving him the clearance he needed to drag her shorts and panties off her feet.

  She returned her legs to his sides, spreading and exposing her pussy to his view. Moving fast, the need to touch and taste so overwhelming now he couldn’t deny it another nanosecond, he shifted and touched her. He traced the outer folds of her feminine lips, gratified to find them glistening with wetness, and then skimmed the pad of his thumb over the swollen bud nestled between them.

  Wanting to watch her reaction, he locked his gaze with hers as he kept the pad of this thumb on her clit, manipulating it in soft, slow circles, and reached with his other hand to delve the middle finger into her sodden opening. Her eyes closed on a gasp and she lifted her hips, seeking a deeper touch. He gave it to her, sliding his finger further inside, wiggling and stroking the inner walls of her channel along the way.

  “Alec.” His name spilled from her lips on a whispered plea. “Oh, God. More. Please, more.”

  He gave that to her, too. He eased his finger from inside her, added a second, and thrust both in as deeply as he could reach. The sounds she made pleasured him as much as touching her. Watching her writhe, her head lolling from side to side as her orgasm mounted was a sight that filled him with happiness. He continued to watch her, judged when he had her just shy of falling over the edge, and pulled his fingers free of her pussy.

  She gasped, her eyes flew open, and her lips formed in a protest he didn’t give her time to put to voice. He buried his face between her legs, his tongue finding her folds and slipping between them. Then, yes, God, yes, he was tasting her the way he’d been starving to. He licked her pussy, marveling at the way she stiffened and shivered when he started a scant inch from her anus and swiped his tongue straight to her clit. He backtracked, stopping at her entrance, and teased the opening with the tip of his tongue before driving it inside.

  He savored the hot, sweet juices that greeted him as her pussy contracted around his tongue, drawing it deeper. He heard her panting for air, felt her hands bury in his hair again to fist the strands, and knew he had her teetering on a precipice of his creation. Wanting to devour her as she fell, he increased the pressured massage of his thumb on her clit as he fucked her pussy with his tongue. In seconds, his ears were awarded with the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard, his mouth was bestowed with the most delicious delicacy he’d ever tasted as she came for him.

  * * * *

  Jennifer felt her body make the slow climb back down from the euphoric mountain Alec had just sent her spiraling up. The shudders gradually subsided, and her breathing struggled to return to a normal rate as she felt Alec ease his face from her pussy and kiss his way up her body until his mouth found hers. She tasted herself in the kiss he gave her, her essence mixed with his innate flavor. It had everything in her body awakening again and wanting more.

  “Damn, you’re delicious.”

  She opened eyes she hadn’t realized were still closed to gaze up at him, her arms curled around his neck. “And, damn, you’re so not finished with me.”

  He chuckled, but his expression remained starkly sexual. She didn’t know how he did it, but she’d noticed he could laugh without smiling. She wondered what it would take to make that laugh shine on the outside, too, and vowed to eventually make it happen even as she flattened her hands on the front of his shoulders and gave them a push.

  He took the hint and sat up between her legs, his gaze questioning. She answered his unspoken inquiry by sitting up with him to skim her hands and gaze down his torso. He was ripped, magnificently and gloriously packed. Every inch of his was either hard toned muscle or rigid plane. He had more scars, too, vicious looking ones that marred his pecs, abdomen, and stomach.

  What happened to you?

  She didn’t ask. She’d told him tonight would be just the two of them, and putting voice to that question would no doubt bring back whatever horrid past he’d endured. Instead, she leaned forward and kissed his chest, careful to avoid the scars as much as she could, not wanting to draw his attention to them.

  He wanted to talk about tasting delicious? He tasted magnificent. She explored his torso with her hands and mouth, licking and nipping and touching every inch she could reach. When she tugged at the waistband of his cargo shorts, he shifted and removed the pesky garment along with his boxer briefs for her.

  Then, oh, yes, she got her first good look at him completely naked and, my, oh, my, what an amazing sight it was. He settled back on his knees between her legs, his cock stretching long and thick between them. Looking up at him from beneath her lashes, she curled her fingers around the base of his shaft, noting the tips only touched when she gave it a gentle squeeze.

  That squeeze had his head falling back on his shoulders and a guttural growl escaping his lips. Enjoying the sound as much as he was obviously enjoying her touch, she glided her hand up his shaft to the mushroomed, sensitized flesh of his cockhead. A bead of semen had collected in the slit, and she used the pad of her thumb to wipe it away. Her mouth watered to taste, but her pussy protested, spasming in a raging demand to feel. She wondered how long it would take him to get hard again if she sucked him off first. They had all night. He’d brought her to orgasm with his mouth. Shouldn’t she return the favor?

  She continued to toss the option around in her mind as she trailed her fingers back down the rigid length of his cock, curiously exploring each shift of the bulging veins until she reached the hair-roughened sac below. She turned her hand between his legs to cup his balls and rolled them gently in her palm.

  His hips jerked, more of those guttural growls rumbled from his throat, and he locked one large hand around her wrist, holding it tight. “You keep that up, and I’m going to blow before I get inside you.”

  His gruff voice sounded breathless and tortured and, when she gazed up at him again, she saw his expression was tight with concentration and filled with his desires.

  She chewed her bottom lip and smiled. “I was having this debate in my head about where I wanted you to come first, my mouth or my pussy.”

  He gazed into her eyes as he dragged the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. “If you’re leaving the choice to me, my vote is inside you.”

  He moved his hand to cup her cheek and she leaned into it, briefly closing her eyes. He literally had her in the palm of his hand, and not just her cheek, he had her entire body on edge. Her entire being was there for his taking. She was his to control, his to pleasure, and she was willingly surrendering.

  “What did you d
o with the condom?” She’d seen him take one from the bedside table drawer, but had lost sight of it when he’d climbed onto the bed.

  He hadn’t lost track of it. The foiled wrapper was in his free hand. Moving almost faster than she could breathe, he ripped it open and rolled the condom down his shaft. Then, his hands were on her again, easing her to lay back, skimming over her chest, caressing her breasts, and working her body into another frenzy of need. His thumbs grazed over her super-sensitized nipples, sending sharp and enticing sensations shooting from her breasts to her clit.

  “Alec.” She moaned his name, staring up at him through heavy-lidded eyes as the pressure mounted in her womb. “Please.”

  He did that no smile chuckle thing again and finally folded himself over her. He braced the weight of his upper body on one hand flatted next to her head and reached between them with his other hand to guide his cock to her sodden entrance.

  Then, he slid hard and deep inside her and, “Oh, yes.” Had sex ever felt this good? Had anything?

  He made a sound that echoed her “please” as the base of his body met hers, undulated against her clit, and eased slowly back. He took her on a gradual climb up orgasm mountain at first but picked up pace as the rapture took control of them both.

  “I want you to come for me.” His voice was as tight and intense as the expression on his gorgeous face as he started to pound, his cock driving in and out of her pussy in long, viciously spectacular plunges that drove her closer and closer to the edge.

  In seconds, she was heeding his wish. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into the flesh as her body shook from the power of her climax. Pleasure so concentrated and fantastical ripped through her system, causing her to cry out as it found its escape.