by A. C. Mason
Devin’s intense green eyes met his. “Of course.” He lifted his glass filled with pop. The solution was practical. It wasn’t like he was giving her to a stranger. He trusted the man with his life and the woman he loved. Besides, setting aside Devin would leave a void. This was best for the three of them.
“To new beginnings.” Each lifted their glass and they tapped them together in a toast.
Leera sat on his lap. Once the glasses grew empty, Devin refreshed their drinks. A parade of guests introduced themselves to his Lee-lee. She toyed with him all night, whispering dirty things in his ear, rubbing his cock through his pants. Heat burned in Devin’s eyes, as he watched them toy with each other.
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Rowley had insisted Devin see to his Lee-lee’s safety. As they pulled up to the driveway of the house, Devin stared at him in the backseat. The question settled in the air around them.
“Can you help her in?” Rowley’s hand clamped down on his shoulder a moment.
“I don’t want to go in. I want to dance more.” Her slurred speech made clear she’d had four or five too many drinks, which was perfect for his plan to work.
“No more dancing, Lee-lee. It’s time for bed.” Rowley opened his rear door.
She shook her head. “No can do. My walking is not so good.”
“That’s why Devin is going to help you.”
“Aww, big strong Devin is going to help little me? How sweet of him.”
He was sure the thoughts in Devin’s mind were definitely not sweet. “Extremely.”
Devin walked around the front of the car, opened her door and pulled her into his arms. He lifted her to him and carried her. She moaned.
Rowley unlocked the door, the two entered and he turned the deadbolt.
Devin paused. “I gather I’m staying awhile?”
Rowley nodded, strode across the living room entered the bedroom behind them and closed the door.
Devin kneeled and set her on the bed. His gaze was fixed where her dress bunched around her thighs beneath her coat. He swallowed, glanced Rowley’s way then at the shut door.
“Help her get her coat off.” Rowley set his jacket on the chair in the corner.
“I’ll leave that to you.” Devin lowered his hands to his sides.
“Are you scared Rowley will get jealous?” Leera giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pressed her nose to his.
“Nonsense. Get on with it.” Rowley nodded.
One at a time, Devin unbuttoned her coat buttons and pushed the material apart, slid the fabric from her body.
“Thank you, Devin.” Leera kissed his forehead.
Rowley climbed on the bed and slipped behind her, propping her up against his chest.
She let out a soft moan.
“Did Devin taking your coat off turn you on as much as it did me?” He pressed the stiff need in his pants to her plump ass. “Can you feel how hard I am?”
She nodded with a gasp.
“How about you, Devin? Were you turned on?” Rowley covered Leera’s hand with his and guided it along Devin’s inner thigh over the hard bulge of his erection.
“You don’t trust me around your girl.” Devin stared at him, searching his gaze. “Are you testing me?”
How could he think sharing Lee-lee with him was a game, anything other than love for both of them and a need for a place in his life where they’d both fit? And, so he could control them.
“On the contrary, you and Leera are the only two people in my life that matter.” He slipped her hand back and forth over Devin’s erection. “You know how much I enjoy watching. What I wouldn’t give to watch you pleasuring each other for me.”
“What?” Leera pulled her hand back. “You want me to fuck Devin while you watch?”
“Yes.” Rowley didn’t let go and kept her hand planted on Devin’s cock. “You expect me to trust you with the lives of others, but you won’t indulge me in what brings me great pleasure?
“Somehow that will show you I’m trustworthy?”
“No. What it will demonstrate is what you are willing to do to make me happy. You want to make me happy don’t you, Lee-lee?”
“Yes.” She nodded.
“I’d know you’d be doing it to please me. My request is beyond your own openness and requires a great deal of trust in me that I won’t hold this over you in our relationship. If you are willing to take that leap of faith, then so shall I.”
Devin fixed his gaze to his. He knew better than to interfere.
“Are you testing my loyalty?” She quivered in his arms.
Smart cookie. “No. Openness and trust are more important to me. Creating a connection between you two will make life simpler for the three of us.”
“What are the rules?”
“Aside from the practical one of using protection for vaginal penetration, there are no rules. Devin won’t hurt you.” He slid her hand over the length of Devin’s cock to the base, then back up.
The heat in Devin’s pear-green eyes was intense as he soaked in Leera’s body with his gaze.
Her cheek pressed to Rowley’s chin. “Are you going to take part?”
“If you’d like me to.” He breathed out the words, into her ear.
She gazed up at him with her big brown eyes. “Yes.”
He kissed her temple.
“For all we know, Devin isn’t interested in fucking me while you watch, or joining us as we have sex.” She shrugged.
Rowley grinned. Given her hand held pressed to Devin’s hard cock, how likely would the man be to say no? Men didn’t turn down sex with beautiful women. “Let’s ask him. Dev?”
She held her breath, waiting for his response.
Devin met her stare. “I’d be honored to share pleasure with you–you both.” He stroked back the curl hanging over her eye.
“Perfect. I’m going to take a seat in the corner and let you get comfortable with each other.” Rowley withdrew from behind her, moved to the large comfy chair at the back, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
“Nervous?” Devin took her trembling hands in his.
She darted a look to the corner where Rowley sat, then back at Devin and nodded.
“Me too.” He pressed her palm to his chest over his heart. “You set the pace.” With her hands to his torso, he guided them to the buttons of his dress shirt. “Let everything other than you and I melt away, as we build the connection between us. Keep your eyes focused on me alone.”
She looped the first button of his shirt, then the next.
As Devin leaned in, his thumb traced the outer edge of her lips.
She rubbed her lush mouth over his lips, coaxing them apart. Then she licked his mouth with her pink tongue and pushed his shirt down his muscular, defined arms, revealing a lean-cut upper body. He tossed the garment to the floor. Her lips locked with his as she lay back. He kneeled on the edge of the bed. Cradling her in his arms, he lifted her pelvis to his crotch and guided her descent to the center of the bed. She fumbled with the fastener to his pants then lowered the zipper, exposing his boxers. His erect cock pushed the material away from his body.
A trail of kisses along her jaw line opposite to Rowley stopped at her ear. Whispered words jumbled as they reached him.
Leera smiled, letting out a laugh.
What could he have said to merit such warmth from her? Did it bother him to know she enjoyed Devin? It was important to him that the three of them could share a bed.
Devin raised himself and stared into her eyes. “May I undress you?”
Excitement consumed Rowley, as he waited to hear her response. Neither he nor Devin moved. Would she deny his request? What a mess she’d create if she backed out. Though Devin was an attractive man, he was wounded easily by rejection.
Leera shook her head, pushing him off her.
Devin’s head dropped, and his eyes held pain.
She rose and tucked her face next to his ear. “I want to undress for you. Lie on your back.”<
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With a nod, he lay as she’d ordered him to. She straddled his groin and tugged the string on her dress. The material lowered, exposing her breasts and hard nipples.
“No bra?” Devin’s eyebrow arched in question. “I like.”
So did Rowley. He wrapped his hand around the base of his hard dick and stroked.
As she rolled the fabric of her lacy panties down one leg then the other, Devin’s hand disappeared beneath her dress, between her thighs.
She dropped her head back and ground her pelvis against his hand, and her bottom lip shivered. “Mmm.”
Lifting to a seated position, Devin circled her nipple with his tongue. The edge of his teeth grazed the tender flesh. He tugged the dress up over her head. Curls cascaded onto her shoulders.
She lowered his boxers, and he rose to assist. The fabric passed his erection, down his thighs. He leaned in and she thrust her nipple into his mouth, then he gripped her legs, spread them, angling her pussy to his face, and buried his mouth in her slick labia. Eyes squeezed tightly closed, she cried out. With her back to his torso, her head rested on his lap. Her legs draped over his shoulders and back. She panted, gaze fixed on her lover’s while he suckled the wet folds and flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit.
She gripped the bedspread. “I want to taste you too.”
Lips pressed to her pussy, he shook his head. “Not yet.” His tongue entered her opening then trailed back to her sphincter. As he lapped it, her entire body quaked.
“Kiss me.” Devin let her legs glide down his chest and pulled her to him.
Rowley pumped his hand up and down his shaft. Damn, how he wanted to taste the juices from Devin’s mouth too.
She blanketed Devin’s mouth with her own, and their tongues met and twirled.
“You want me in your mouth?” Devin’s teeth grazed her bottom lip.
“Yes.” She glided her hand to the base of his cock.
He kneeled in front of her with a pitched erection. She crawled on all fours, heavy breasts swaying beneath her. Accepting him, she parted her lips around the head and moved toward the head, leaving behind a gleaming coat of saliva.
With his hand in her hair, Devin encouraged her down to the base, then to the crown. “God, your lips feel amazing.” In and out he pumped into her mouth.
She licked a path down to his balls and swirled her tongue around one, then took the other between her lips and suckled.
With her face cupped in his hand, Devin guided his lips to hers, forcing her back onto the bed. He reached into the drawer of the nightstand, removed a condom, discarded the packet, and rolled the latex down his length.
Leera placed her palms to Devin’s chest. “Slow going in, otherwise I’ll tear.”
Devin gathered her wrists into his one hand and raised them over her head, framing her face between her arms. “Do you remember what I said to you when we began?” His chest weighted her, while he reached beneath her, angling her bottom up.
“You wanted to share pleasure with me.”
“And that I shall.” The head of his cock pressed to her opening. Bit by bit he worked into her with a rocking motion, stretching her. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
As their bodies united, Devin covered her mouth with his and swayed in and out of her. Each pass grew sharper. Her moans grew louder. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and he pumped into her deeper.
The fragrance of sex reached him, encouraging Rowley to take part. Precum glimmered at the tip of his cock.
Devin rolled so she sat on top, back arched. Her breasts bobbed to the speed with which he rammed into her from beneath.
Rowley’s dick dripped with his excitement. He kicked off his pants, tossed off his shirt and kneeled between Devin’s legs. Leera lowered herself against his chest. Rowley spit in his hand to lubricate the tip further. As he pressed to her rear opening, his nuts were taut with need.
“Rowley, I can’t take you both,” Leera said.
“Yes, you can. Relax against Devin’s chest. Match your breathing to his.” He gently stroked her back with his fingers, and the tightness in her body loosened until she lay against Devin. “Exactly, like that.” He pumped his shaft deeper.
“Slow, deep breaths.” Devin stroked her face. “Let all the tension out.” His fingers locked with hers. “I’ve got you.”
Rowley worked into her, and with each motion she whimpered, gripping Devin’s hand for support.
“We want to share bliss with you.” As Devin kissed her forehead tenderly, fire danced in his pale green eyes.
Her anal muscles yielded, and with each pump he rocked deeper into her.
“God, you feel good.” Devin groaned, gaze locked to Rowley’s.
Leera’s eyes were squeezed shut.
Her nails scraped Devin’s flesh, drawing blood, and his eyes drowned in pools of ecstasy. “Leera.” He held her to him, bucking his release deep into her.
Rowley’s climax spilled inside her. “I love you, Lee-lee.” Slowly, he withdrew from her body.
She flinched.
Each time would get easier for her. Rowley kissed her back and lay next to them.
What could be more perfect? The two people who meant the most to him lay together. In time, nothing would be forbidden. Devin and he would worship her body to ecstasy. Fatigue tugged his eyelids shut. Movement next him shook the bed.
“Leera?” Devin questioned.
The mattress rose as someone got out.
“Are you okay?” Devin’s voice held concern.
“I’m fine.” However, her tone did not reflect her statement.
Rowley sat up and grabbed her forearm. “Where are you going?”
Leera yanked. “Let me go. I’m going to be sick.” She covered her mouth with her other hand.
He relinquished his hold, and she ran out of the room.
Chapter 32
Vaihan didn’t know what he was going to say. What he did know, was that he would not leave until Marty agreed to try whatever brute methods were contained in the pages of the diary to make him human again.
“I let you see my patient and...” Marty didn’t look at him, and crossed his arms over his chest. “You upset her.”
Already, matters weren’t going in his favor. “I know. That’s why I need to speak to you.”
Marty swiveled his computer chair away from the screen and met his gaze. “Continue.”
Vaihan took a seat across from him. “I spent years stewing in self-loathing. It’s taken me centuries of soul-searching to come to accept what I am. And then she came along.” In his head he couldn’t make sense any of this, so how could he explain it to anyone else? “I’d give up everything I’ve accomplished to spend one lifetime loving her.” If he remained undead, a barrier would always lie between them. “I want to be your first test subject to try a conversion back to human.”
“I’m years out from being ready to attempt what is outlined in the book.”
“We don’t have years. Leera is self-destructive, tangled up with the wrong sorts of people. If I don’t attempt this, I will lose her.”
“Leera doesn’t want to change you, Vaihan.”
“No, she wants me to poison her. That’s the self-destructive part I was speaking about. She’ll always push the limit between us. What better way to die than in the arms of the person you care about as he makes love to you?”
“Then she should seek help.”
“I agree. I will insist she does, but I also want to be with her, and the only way for that to happen is for you to make me human.”
“Do you know how slim the chances are that this will have the outcome set out in the book?”
“Yes. And I still want to try. You’re the only person I trust to do this, and I’m the one person who won’t leak the results. I’m holding a press conference tomorrow to take a leave from my role as advisor to deal with my unresolved emotional issues. This will allow us a chance to monitor the results without the worry of others finding out
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“I’m not getting the impression you’ve left any room for me to say no to this.”
“I haven’t.” Better he not piss off the man who was soon to have his life in hand.
“I don’t like to be backed into a corner.” Marty sighed. “However, a lot of valuable science will come out of the research, so I don’t see how I can say no in good conscience. When can we get started?”
“How does now work for you?”
“I’ll need a week or so.”
That was even better than he could have hoped for. “Perfect.” Vaihan got up. “Didn’t you go to school with one the top scientists over at Homeland Security?”
“I did. We both did our thesis on undead. I looked at the possible benefits, and he examined the genetic costs. A little on the radical side, if you catch my meaning. Seems to have calmed down since. Why do you ask?”
“I’m curious. Rumor is, they aren’t too keen on the Bill.”
“A lot of people are nervous about the Bill. Not all undead are like you.”
“I could say the same thing about humans. Genocide. War. Poverty. It’s not a pretty picture.”
“I didn’t say I was one of them. I figure you have as much right to fuck each other, and others over. Or, as I like to call it, freedom.”
“You’re one sick bastard.”
“I prefer to say I have a healthy sense of humor. I’ve worked in the government long enough to understand Don’t worry, we are here to help. And if you believe that, you’ll believe damn near anything.”
“Thanks.” Vaihan rubbed his temple.
“I’m being honest. If you want, I can touch base with the man and ask a few questions.”
“I appreciate you doing that for me.” Human contacts were more likely to open up to Marty than him. They worried that providing him with information would indict them.
Chapter 33
Warm water rushed out of the showerhead onto Leera’s face. Her stomach heaved, but had nothing left to give the porcelain god. Tears stung her eyes as the minty mouthwash burned her throat each time she swallowed.
What on earth was she doing? She wasn’t cut out to do this. Why didn’t Federal Agent Sir Mixalot get that? This mission was tearing her apart from the inside out.