Order of the Akasha: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (Complete Series)

by E. M. Moore

  “Well, if it’s my fault…” I unzipped Liam’s hoodie and dropped it on the ceramic tile at my feet. After kicking it off to the side, I slowly unzipped my jeans and worked them off. “Maybe I should help you out with that?”

  His gaze watched my every movement. Soon, his hand came up to rest on his dick. As I shimmied out of my shirt, he started to stroke himself. Red-hot need pooled between my thighs. I unclasped my bra next, letting the straps fall gingerly off my shoulders before I peeled it away from my skin. Gabe’s gaze intensified. My nipples pebbled. Dropping my bra near the rest of my clothes, I worked my panties off next, kicking them on top of the pile. I stepped into the shower afterward, the hot water blasting me in the side. Gabe reached around to pull the shower curtain closed and then it was just him and me taking the other in.

  I placed my hands on his chest. “You scared me earlier.”

  He frowned. “Just over-exhausted myself, Love. No need to worry about that. In fact, I had a killer dream while I was out.”

  “Yeah?” I asked, leaning into him. He had a mischievous glint to his eye that read sex dream all over it. “About?”

  “You and me. You pressed up against the lockers with me buried so deep inside you.”

  I gently removed his hand from his silky skin to stroke him myself. “The locker room, huh? You like public places?”

  His hands came up to tease my nipples, and I sucked in a breath. He quirked a smile. “I like it when we’re so hot for each other we just can’t contain ourselves.”

  “That’s easy enough when I get to look at someone like you,” I told him, my breaths coming in short gasps as he tweaked and massaged me. I moved closer, waiting for that moment when he delved between my legs. “Do you want to recreate your dream? In here?”

  His finger trailed down my front, past my belly button and hair until he settled on my clit. The rivulets of water cascading down my front followed his touch, sending another sensation through me. I worked him faster, increasing my speed. He cupped my cheek. “Did you like watching me play?”

  I closed my eyes, imagining again his sweaty form as he expertly maneuvered around the soccer field. I nodded, inching closer until the tip of his dick touched my skin. A little lower. That’s where I needed him. I stood on my tiptoes, but I still couldn’t quite get him where I wanted him.

  Strong hands cupped my bottom, urging me up. At the same time, I guided him inside before snaking my hands around his neck. “Oh, fuck. Gabe…”

  I crossed my legs behind him just as I’d done after he finished his game, forcing him all the way inside. He turned, taking me out of the spray. My back hit the tiled wall. He drew out and pushed forward again, and I moaned.

  “I don’t know why I thought that dream was real. Nothing can compare to this feeling.”

  Energy crackled between us and already, his pallor was returning to normal. Perhaps a little pinked from the hot water or the exertion. Whichever it was, it certainly wasn’t hurting his performance now.

  He placed his hands on the wall behind me.

  “Don’t drop me,” I warned. Fear moved me closer to him, and I tightened my hold.

  He smiled into the curve of my neck. “I won’t. Relax.”

  I did as he said, my back and head coming to rest against the tile all the while enjoying Gabe’s long, languid strokes inside me. His head arced down and he took my breast in his mouth. “Oh God. Yes.”

  He pumped into me faster. “You like this?”

  I reached down and cupped his ass, digging my fingernails into his muscular backside. “Uh-huh.”

  He moaned his approval before dropping his hand and placing his thumb on my clit.

  “Shit, Gabe.”

  He massaged me, and I squeezed him to me, meeting his strokes with my own. “Fuck. This is what happens when I try to take it slow.”

  I ground myself against him, aching for that sweet relief. “Gabe, please. More.”

  He matched his massaging with his strokes, his face determined as he dove his stiff cock inside me until my pleasure mounted.

  “Yes, yes,” I repeated. His body shook, but I was already there. “Gabe!” I yelled as I clenched around him.

  “Oh God.” He moved inside me until I came down. Short strokes that teased my orgasm out. Then, he let me down slowly before pulling out. He reached behind him and turned the shower off before pushing the curtain wide again. Steam filled the room until it billowed like clouds in front of us. “I have a request.”

  Still high, I nodded. “Anything.”

  He led me out into the bedroom and opened the closet door. A full-length mirror was positioned in the center. Squeezing my hand, he pulled me toward the bed. While both on our knees, he pressed a passionate kiss to my lips, thrusting his tongue inside me, his dick jabbing me in the stomach. “Turn around,” he said.

  I did so. The cooler air in the room sending goosebumps coursing over my skin. He placed a hand on my back and pushed, lowering me to my hands so I was on all fours in front of him. He gathered my hair in his fist and pulled gently, forcing my gaze upward. I met his blazing eyes in the mirror as he posed behind me. My gut clenched. “Oh, seriously?” Breathless, I moaned just thinking about it.

  He prompted my knees wider and then entered me. I arched my back to give him space, and he slid inside. My fingers curled into his comforter as I watched his gaze change from curiosity to determination. “Fuck, Norah. I dreamed this would be hot, but bloody hell. You’re so tight.”

  He drew out and then rocked forward. My toes curled, and I hissed at the pleasure. “Gabe, yes.” I rounded my shoulders, bringing my chest into full view for him.

  His gaze halted there. He test dove into me and I gasped, my breasts bouncing in front of me from the force. He did it again and again as I watched his strong lines fight for control over me. The scent of a summer’s day after a rainstorm enveloped us, and I was intoxicated by the smell, by Gabe, by everything.

  The bedroom door swung open. “Hey Guys.” Liam walked in, his head stuck in his book. As soon as he lowered it and I saw his eyes go from analytical to pure lust, I lost it. My pussy clenched around Gabe and he swore his release into me. All the while my gaze was locked on Liam until I looked back into the mirror and saw Gabe’s pure look of appreciation. “Fuck, I’m sorry,” Liam said. “I don’t know why I keep doing that.”

  Gabe pushed inside me again and I moaned. “Ohh, God.”

  Liam’s jaw clamped shut and he stared at me hard.

  Gabe massaged my ass and rocked against me. I bit back another moan. “Are you trying to tease me?”

  “I think Liam has a thing for watching us so I was just trying to give him a show.”

  Liam’s face turned a fiery red, reminding me of his magic. “I just found something in the book about giving Gabe a little boost, but it looks like you’ve already accomplished that.”

  Though Liam was trying to be professional, his gaze kept slipping toward my breasts. I loved that about him. I loved that he got embarrassed and awkward. It turned me on, making me feel as if I was the one with the power in that relationship. I slapped Gabe’s behind though. Liam had expressed an interest in taking it slow with me again—dating and then more. Because of the new store, we hadn’t yet got to the date part, but I didn’t want to push him. Though seeing that fire in his eyes engulfed me in a new wave of heat. He did want me. No matter if he was trying to be a gentleman or not. “Yeah,” I said sheepishly. “I guess Gabe and I worked it out.”

  “If you want,” Gabe said, pulling back on my shoulders. He raised my arms off the bed until I sat back on his thighs. He maneuvered me into a position where he was still seated deep inside, yet I was open and exposed in the front. His hand trailed down to my sensitive clit, and I bit my lip. “You could probably lick here while I stayed inside her.”

  I couldn’t help it anymore. A flash of that sexiness popped into my head and I let out a low groan.

  Liam moved his glasses further up his nose. “You’d lik
e that, Norah?”

  “Judging by the extra wetness I just felt, she’d fucking love that, Liam.”

  Liam closed the book at his side, his gaze watching Gabe’s finger as he played with me. I moved it out of the way even though I desperately didn’t want to. “It’s okay, Liam. Let us just get dressed and then you can tell us what you found.”

  Liam’s chest rose with a big breath. Hard footsteps sounded on the stairs but none of us moved. I didn’t know what I was thinking. Maybe hoping Liam would just move forward, eager to place his lips on me.

  “Guys.”

  We all froze this time. It was Travis.

  “Walter’s wants a video conference…now.” He turned around abruptly, staring at the wall, but not before I noticed the quick spark in his eyes. “Fuck.”

  Liam turned, his hands outstretched to block my naked body while Gabe grabbed a pillow and placed it in front of me. “Sorry, Mate,” Gabe said. He slipped out of me and I scrambled on the bed to cover myself. “We’ll be right down.”

  Travis took a deep breath and sighed. His whole body locked up as he walked from the room, his gaze avoiding all of us.

  Gabe grabbed boxers and yanked them on. “Shit, I’m sorry, guys. I was just trying to have some fun.”

  I sat there with my legs around the pillow, hugging it to my body as Travis’s eyes burned into my line of sight.

  Liam turned carefully around. Noticing Gabe was better clothed, he relaxed. Running a hand through his hair, he kept it at the back of his neck as he regarded me. Later, I mouthed to him. His stare was desperate almost and I knew there were a hundred questions on the tip of his tongue. To both of them, I said, “I guess you guys better go. I’ll stay up here. Out of the way. Like I don’t exist.”

  “Right here here?” Gabe asked, his eyebrows rising suggestively as he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

  “No,” I said, glancing at Liam. “Not here here. In my own room. Let me know when you guys are done.”

  When Liam and Gabe slipped from the room, I fell back on the bed. Shit, that was hot, and I still couldn’t get Travis’s heated gaze out of my thoughts. It might not have been because of me, maybe at just the sight of seeing a naked woman, but he was definitely aroused. And I hated how happy that made me.

  5

  Randy

  Fucking wonderful. Another drive-by “meeting” where Walter wanted us to discuss the search for our fifth.

  It was as annoying as fuck, not to mention the anxiety I felt about it every time. We’d all agreed to keep Norah out of this until we understood a little more about why females weren’t Enforcers. That’s what I was going with, anyway. I didn’t know why, but something in my gut told me we had to protect her from Walter and the other superiors. Why? Beats the fuck out of me. I’d always trusted them, but then again, I never had someone like Norah by my side, and I would do anything to keep her safe. Hell, I’d love to see her live under a rock where nothing could touch her, but I sure as hell knew nothing like that would ever happen. She was way too independent to put up with my macho overbearing bullshit. And secretly, I fucking loved it.

  I glanced toward the laptop screen where Walter waited patiently before I heard the first footsteps on the stairs. “They’re coming,” I said, a tight smile on my face. I was sure that couldn’t be more true for some of the parties involved. I wanted to bash all their heads together. I was the last one to keep my shit together when this was going on. We were better off with Gabe or Liam down here waiting with Walter, but no, where were they? I’d rather not fucking know because it was probably exactly where I’d rather be.

  Travis came down first, avoiding all eye contact. Par for the course. Whenever Norah was involved with something, he clammed right up. Gabe was adamant they’d get together sooner or later, but I wasn’t sure. Travis wasn’t in the right head space, and Norah wasn’t the type to put up with shit. They might be too different.

  Liam and Gabe came down next. Lucky fuckers.

  Liam cleared his throat and then sat right next to me on the couch while Travis and Gabe leaned over the couch in back of us. “How’s it going, Walter?” Gabe asked.

  “Fine, fine. Glad you all could join me.” He shuffled some papers around his desk. Walter was a part of the longest lasting Order of the Akasha coven. He and his fellow coven members were all on the older side, but since they’d been together for so long, they were more powerful than the rest of us. They were also the most knowledgeable. Maybe if this was a girl other than Norah, I’d be begging them for answers about why a woman got the pull for us, but she threw everything off. “Let’s just cut right to it. Any news from the fifth?”

  “No,” Liam said. “None at all.”

  Walter arched an eyebrow. “Any feelings? Pull toward someone? Maybe feeling as if something might happen soon?”

  “No, Sir.”

  I don’t know how the hell Liam did it. He was shy and quiet most of the time, but he was so calm under pressure you’d hardly know he had an awkward side. It just went to show how much he cared about Norah too. I was glad he was on that side with me.

  “Interesting.” Walter rubbed his jaw. He was the Enforcer appointed as our head. His coven mates were all assigned to other Orders. I wasn’t exactly sure how many there were of us, but they had at least five or so covens assigned to them at any given time.

  “What does this mean for us?” Gabe asked.

  I sucked in a breath. My fingers tightening on my knees where I’d tried to make them as relaxed as possible. I thought we were just going with the denial approach. Now we were asking questions about what it would do to us? Why? We had Norah. We needed to know what she did to us.

  Walter sat back in his leather office chair, his hands coming to rest on his chest. His fingers dribbled there, reminding me of his age. He had gray-streaked hair with a full beard and wire-rimmed glasses. With age came wisdom and power, and Walter personified all of that. Sometimes I thought he knew what I was thinking just by looking at me. It was scary as fuck.

  “To tell you the truth, we’re all unsure. It’s unheard of to have a coven go for so long without a fifth. Tell me how your powers feel.”

  I swallowed. They were all well aware that none of us had gotten the pull to the sorority house when Dupre turned it into limbo. They were convinced it was because we didn’t have our fifth. However, we knew that wasn’t the case. Norah was our fifth, and we’d put the Akashic cell around Dupre and everything, but it hadn’t mattered. It didn’t hold him for longer than five minutes.

  Gabe spoke up behind me. “Fine, usually. Though, I did have a weird moment earlier today after my game where I just felt weak.” Walter slanted his head and gave him a ‘really?’ look. “It wasn’t out of physical exhaustion,” Gabe continued, his voice growing harsher. “I know the difference. The guys found me passed out in the locker room.”

  “Unless your feeding off each other’s magic, I don’t know why that would be happening,” Walter said, completely dismissing Gabe’s concerns. “Were any of you doing magic at the same time?” We all shook our heads and Walter shrugged. “Drink some orange juice.”

  I could practically feel Gabe’s lethal stare as it rose over my head and into the laptop screen. Gabe and Walter were never really that close and we all guessed it had something to do with Gabe’s grandfather even though nothing could confirm this for us.

  Liam leaned forward. “I can’t find anything in my books on the Order about what happens if our fifth never comes, or if the fifth member is someone we weren’t expecting.”

  Deep creases lined Walter’s brow. “Someone you weren’t expecting? That doesn’t happen. The pull happens only to the fifth that belongs to you. Come on, this is elementary stuff. I shouldn’t have to explain this to any of you. Least of all you, Liam.”

  The rage in me bubbled up. For too long now, I’d felt like a caged tiger. Things just kept piling up and piling up and I hated that I couldn’t do anything about it. Liam nudged me with his shoulder, tel
ling me to cool off. Easier said than done, but blowing up at Walter wouldn’t do anything.

  “Well,” Travis said. “I guess we’re still where we were the last time we spoke to you. No sign of the fifth. Nothing seems to be happening around town.”

  “At least to our knowledge,” I added.

  I peeked behind me and met Travis’s hard stare. I shrugged, and he turned back toward Walter. “If you find anything out, let us know, and we’ll do the same.”

  Walter clasped his hands in front of him on the desk. “We’re thinking of sending another Order in there to make sure Salem is well protected. We know it’s a busy area due to the city’s history and we want to make sure nothing is getting past you guys.”

  I stiffened. That wasn’t good. There would be no way we could hide Norah then.

  The tension in the room ratcheted up. I wanted to say something, except that the only thing that came to mind was to yell out ‘Fuck no’, which wouldn’t be helpful at all.

  Instead, Liam scratched his chin. I looked over at him and saw him contemplating before staring back at the screen. “Let’s give it a couple more weeks, Walter. It can’t take much longer than that and I’d hate to think that an Order is being pulled away from another place that needs protection just because of us. I’m sure it will work itself out in no time.”

  Thank fuck Walter respected Liam. He took a moment, but then he nodded. “Fine. But let me know as soon as possible if the fifth shows up or you feel anything. And I mean anything.”

  “Will do,” Travis said, all of us heaving a collective sigh.

  I reached out and closed the laptop. Turning, I faced the rest of them. “We can’t keep this up for much longer.”

  Liam ran his hands through his hair. “I have no idea what to do. There’s literally nothing in any of my books about a female Enforcer. Gabe, did you ask your grandfather?”

  Gabe’s fingers rubbed circles into his temples. He stared down Liam. “Jesus. No. I’m afraid he’ll see right through me. Christ, can’t someone else do something?”