PassionsPoison

by Lexi Post

  Her gut told her she wouldn’t like what he was going to say, but she held her tongue. If she lost Zach tonight or weeks from now, at least she’d tried. She prayed the drugs Josh gave her could obliterate every man’s face from her mind, otherwise the whole experiment would fail. She wanted Zach and only Zach and if she couldn’t have him, she didn’t want anyone.

  * * * * *

  Zach stood next to the dining table where Josh sat. “This can work, Josh. I know it. Even if it doesn’t, I don’t care. I can’t let her have sex with other men. Neither of us can handle that. I know you can figure out some way for me to be the only one.” He punctuated his statement with a fist to the table.

  Josh shook his head, but Zach persisted. “You yourself said all of this is a guess, so make your best guess for saving my life and let’s get to it.”

  Josh ran his hand through his hair. “You’d really die for her?”

  Zach nodded, his throat too tight at the thought of not growing old with Bea.

  “Jesus, let me think.” Josh cracked his knuckles. “You want to be the only one in her bed and I’m supposed to keep her from killing you. Don’t you think she’d have a problem with this?”

  Zach put his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, a big problem, but you’ve already given her the drugs to make her hallucinate. Afterward, she’ll think she dreamed it was me, not that it actually was.”

  Josh pulled his notepad from his pocket. “If you’re with her all night and take her poisons nine times, how can I keep you alive?” His brows knit as he concentrated. “When Bea called me to your house that morning, how many times had she orgasmed on you?”

  “Three maybe four times, I guess.”

  Josh’s scribbled on the pad.

  Come on, smart man, I know you can do this.

  Josh looked up and leaned back in his chair. He pierced Zach with a steady gaze. “You’ll do whatever I say, right?”

  Relief unknotted Zach’s stomach as he sensed Josh’s capitulation. “Yeah.”

  Josh studied his notepad. “I still need to pay the three studs in the other room and not with hospital money.”

  “No problem, I’ll write you a check.”

  Josh scribbled down another calculation then returned his gaze to Zach. “Okay, here’s what we’ll do. Remember, no playing around, she has to have you inside her every time.”

  Zach nodded as pure elation suffused his body. The other men would no longer be in the picture. He’d do whatever it took.

  Josh continued. “I’m going to give you the same nutrients I give her. After she’s had three orgasms, I’m giving her an experimental drug that’s still in the testing phase. It’s like Viagra for women because this will take a lot out of her. For you, you have to let me know after you’ve had two orgasms. I’ll give you Viagra because you’ll need your cock to stay hard for a long time, and Zach, I can’t guarantee your penis won’t become painful and raw. But remember, this is about her, not you, so focus on that. Got it?”

  “Yes. Do you think you can counteract the poison I take in afterward?”

  Josh smirked. “Better than that. I think I can give you the same antidote in similar doses to kill it as you take it in. I have it measured in her nutritional injections. I’ll make the same cocktail for you.”

  Zach slammed his hand on the table. “I knew you could do it.”

  Josh stood and came around to clasp Zach’s shoulder. “Buddy, this is all a guess. I’ll do my damnedest to keep you alive, but I don’t know jack shit about this. You have to know that.”

  “I know. Thank you anyway, even if you can’t save me. Think of it this way, if I die, I’ll die a happy man.”

  Josh squeezed. “Not if I can help it. Now get your ass in there and take care of your woman.”

  Zach grabbed Josh and gave him a bear hug then raced upstairs. As he reached Bea’s room, he hesitated. If he died tonight, was leaving her alone with the possibility of a child the wrong course of action? Was it fair to her? Compared to the alternative? Without a doubt. He’d trust Josh and if he didn’t make it…he brought his hand to his tightening chest and took a deep breath. If the worst happened, Josh would be sure to take care of Bea for him. There was no choice. She was his. They deserved a chance.

  The tightening in his chest loosened. Yes. His woman. And now it was his duty to make love to her until she climaxed again and again. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it, and that someone was him.

  He just hoped he’d live to talk about it.

  * * * * *

  “Hey, beautiful.”

  “Zach?” Bea watched the man strolling toward her, unbuttoning his shirt.

  “Yeah, it’s me.”

  Concentrating was difficult. “But I thought you were going to wait.”

  He smiled as he dropped his jeans. “Josh has it all figured out, don’t worry. Relax and enjoy.”

  She tried to remember why Zach was supposed to wait, but the drugs in her system played havoc with her mind. As he climbed naked into the bed, she no longer cared why. She wanted his hard body pressed against her. She tried to pull off her t-shirt, but couldn’t make it to go the right way.

  Zach brushed her hands aside and lifted the shirt over her head. She touched her nipples. “Much better.”

  He wiggled his eyebrows. “I agree.”

  But he still didn’t touch her as she held her breasts for him to see. So she played with her hard nubs, enjoying the streaks of pleasure hitting her pussy and making her wet.

  Zach went to work on her pants. She stood, weaving a bit as he pulled her feet from her clothes. She spread her legs, placed her finger on her clit and pressed it hard to slow the sensations, but her lust was out of her control. She moved her finger back and forth, making her clit harder as slippery moisture leaked from her opening. “I want you, now.”

  He pulled her against his hard body and she squirmed, trying to feel all of him at once. “Zach, I’m so hot for you.”

  He turned her around, bending her over the bed. “Let me just check and make sure.”

  As her face met the mattress, he dropped to his knees and licked through her wet folds. The speeding shards of excitement coming from his tongue threw her into overdrive. She moaned. “Now, Zach. I want your hard cock deep inside me now.”

  He chuckled. “Yes ma’am.”

  She reached between her legs to touch her clit, circling the nub, climbing toward her peak. Zach pushed at her opening with his fingers, spreading her nether lips. Frustrated, she tried to push back against him, but he held her hips in one place as he rose.

  She groaned, “Zaacch.”

  His cock brushed her pussy’s opening. “Tell me, Bea, do you want me to fuck you?”

  She clutched at the covers, her pussy throbbing, aching so much it hurt deep inside her core. “Yes, please, oh please, Zach, now. I want you now.”

  He drove his cock into her hard.

  At the sudden invasion, she shattered. Screaming with release, she convulsed around him. He wasn’t gentle, thrusting hard, holding her stimulation at its peak as he created wave after wave of pleasure until her orgasm gradually receded. She squeezed her pussy.

  Zach’s fingers bit into her hips. “Oh, don’t do that yet. You’ll make me come.”

  She froze. “You didn’t come?”

  He pulled out and she turned to face him.

  He made her sit on the bed. “Nope. I’m waiting for the right moment.”

  Her release energized her, so if he thought he could play hard to get, he was dead wrong. She climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged. The drugs Josh gave her made her bold, but Zach would forgive her. She stroked her right breast and rubbed the nipple between her fingers. “I hope that moment comes soon or I’ll have to pleasure myself.”

  She watched his jaw tense as she slipped her other hand between her legs and rubbed her clit. It felt so good and yet so bad to have him watch her. He turned away and bent over, giving her a close-up view of his ass with his balls hanging be
tween his legs. Her excitement intensified.

  When he faced her again, he had nipple clamps in his hands. Already the remembered feel of them hanging off her peaks had her pussy flowing again. She purred. “You found my toys.”

  “Yeah, and I want to play too.”

  “I always thought it’d be better with two people.” She let go of herself and scooted to the side of the bed to make room for him.

  “You’ve only used these by yourself?”

  She nodded. “You don’t think I’m a prude, do you?”

  He laughed, his full-hearted laugh. The sound made her warm inside and had nothing to do with sex. Her heart swelled.

  He crawled onto the bed and dangled the clamps in front of her. “Come here. I want to play with you.”

  Bea rose on her knees and thrust out her chest. “I’m all yours.”

  * * * * *

  Zach brushed the hair from Bea’s face before lifting the robe off the chair and tying the belt. They’d already made use of that chair, the bed, the tub, even the floor and they were only halfway through. He glanced at the clock. One o’clock in the morning and Bea had begun to tire.

  He quietly opened the door and slipped out. He heard Kayla’s voice as he approached Josh’s room. The two of them had not even had a date, but Josh’s help with Bea’s and his dilemma and Kayla’s friendship with Bea kept throwing the two of them together. Knocking, he turned the knob and opened the door.

  Kayla was sitting on the edge of a dresser, while Josh leaned back in a chair, his feet crossed next to her.

  Zach shook his head. “You two still talking?”

  Josh smirked, but Kayla frowned at him. “Honey, what’s wrong with a little conversation?”

  Sinking into the overstuffed chair in the corner, he faced them.

  Josh brought his feet down. “How are you holding up?”

  “I’m doing okay, but I think she’s tiring.”

  Josh leaned forward. “That’s good. That means my theory is right. She told me she feels energized after she releases her toxins. If she’s tiring, that means there’s less in her system. How many times so far?”

  He held up one hand.

  “Excellent.” Josh clapped his hands.

  Zach peered at the clock. “I think we need more nutrients. She’s also a little too lucid for my comfort. You may want to slip her another hallucinogen. If she realizes what I’m doing, she’ll end it.”

  Josh peered at him. “And how are you feeling?”

  “Good enough.”

  “No, I think it’s time for a little Viagra with a splash of antidote.”

  Zach stood. “Fine. Whatever it takes. By the way, what made you decide it needed to be nine orgasms, why not four or fourteen?”

  Josh had already headed for the door to prepare the drugs, but he stopped halfway through it. “According to Bea, she needs three orgasms a week to survive, so I determined the number of orgasms per day versus her levels of toxicity and the elapsed time for them to build minus the amount of antidote in comparison to the poison in her body for that time period.”

  “Huh?”

  Josh shrugged. “I guessed.”

  Zach stood stiffly as the tension in his muscles built. Anger colored his tone. “You guessed?”

  Josh nodded. “Plus, I figured it would be better for her to have too many than not enough or she would have to do it all again.”

  He opened his mouth, but Josh disappeared around the door.

  Kayla jumped off the dresser, drawing his attention. “Zach, he’s doing his best. He may not show it, but he’s nervous as hell.”

  Zach slipped his hands into the pockets of the robe as he tried to relax his jaw. “And you know this how?”

  Kayla placed her hand on his arm. “Come on, Zach, I can read him as easily as I can read you. You’re scared to death this won’t work and you won’t be around to save her.”

  The knot in his stomach grew, making him wish he hadn’t asked. “Listen, I haven’t talked to Josh about this, but in case I don’t, if—”

  Kayla put her finger against his lips. “Only good thoughts, Zach. Bea has lots of people to care for her, but she needs you more than she needs air. So keep your hope alive and get your cute ass back in there and remind her why she loves that rock-hard body of yours so much.”

  He grinned. “You think I’m rock hard?”

  She smacked him on the butt. “Definitely, but I prefer lanky, sinewy muscles to your bulging biceps, honey, so don’t be getting any ideas.”

  He blew her a kiss on his way out the door and didn’t stop until he reached Bea’s room. Josh met him with needles, pills and a Bud Light.

  Zach took a gulp of the beer. “Gee, I love ya, man.”

  Josh rolled his eyes before handing Bea a glass of wine.

  She wasn’t as high as earlier because she held the quilt close to hide her nudity where before she had flaunted herself.

  She looked past Josh at him. “I missed you. Where’d you go? I’m not that tired yet.”

  If her raised, wiggling brow was an indication, she was ready for more. “Good, neither am I. I think we could set a world record here. Too bad we didn’t think of it sooner. We could have had officials from the Guinness Book of World Records here as witnesses.”

  Bea’s gaze switched to the darkened window, its drapes wide open. From the heat that suffused her cheeks, Zach realized the idea of being watched by strangers turned her on. Wow, his Bea on drugs was wilder than he ever expected.

  He sat on the bed next to her and put his arm around her as Josh checked her vitals.

  She glanced at Josh. “Eh, what’s up, Doc?” Giggling, she leaned into his shoulder. He’d never seen this side of her. He doubted she’d ever seen this side of her either.

  Josh let go of her wrist. “You’re doing great, Bea. Just keep humping like rabbits and we might lick this thing yet.”

  She burst into laughter and Josh gave Zach a sympathetic look. “I may have given her a larger dose than she needed.” He paused before closing the door on them.

  Zach frowned, suddenly wondering if Josh had done it on purpose. But his attention was seized by the hand on his cock.

  Bea knelt on the floor, her hands under his robe, her face leaning toward him as his rock-hard penis rose to meet her descending mouth. To hell with Viagra, he had Bea.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Bea stretched as light kisses rained down her naked back, blazing a path to her ass. Hmm, she could wake up like this every day. She opened one eye to view the clock. 3:38. How could Zach keep going?

  As his tongue licked under her butt and moved to her folds, she moaned, not sure if pleasure or exhaustion were the cause. “Zach?”

  He spoke against her clit. “I’m busy at the moment.”

  She changed her tone. “Zach.”

  He lifted his head away, leaving her folds wet from his tongue. “Yes.”

  “I’m exhausted. Don’t you want to rest?”

  He shook his head. “Uh-huh. One more time and then we can rest. Come on, beautiful, I know you can do it.”

  She rolled to her back. “No. I don’t think I can.”

  He pulled himself up next to her. He didn’t look good. His skin was pale and the lines around his mouth were too deep. Even his hair appeared ragged and limp. Warning bells sounded in her brain, but she couldn’t grasp why. The stupid fog remained in the back of her head.

  Zach brushed the hair from her face. Maybe she looked like crap too. They’d made love so many times she couldn’t remember the number. It felt like one long orgasm. Not that she had a problem with that.

  She captured his hand in her own. “I don’t know how to tell you this, but you look like crap.”

  He grinned a little, making the lines deepen too much, scaring her. “Yeah, I feel like crap, but I’m going to make you come one more time even if it kills me.”

  She shuddered. In the back of her mind Zach’s words rang prophetic, but she couldn’t remember why. “No. Y
ou don’t have to make me come again to prove you love me.” She lifted both hands to cup his face. “I know you do.”

  Zach let her bring his face forward for a gentle kiss. He nibbled at her lips.

  She moved her hands to the back of his neck. “Do I taste good?”

  He pulled away and leaned over her, staring at her pussy. “You’ll have to tell me.”

  His head lowered and his tongue swept deep inside her thickened entry, causing heady sensations to pulse from there to deep inside.

  He lifted his head and pulled her to a sitting position. Without a word, his mouth descended on hers. His tongue swept across her own. Her instinct to capture it could not be denied. A strange flavor met her taste buds, her own liquids. A wave of pure lust flowed through her limbs, but when Zach shivered, the warning bells went off again.

  She ended their kiss and touched his face as another slice of fear trickled through her brain. “You’re burning up.”

  He raised his brows. “You make me hot.”

  She scooted out of his arms. “Lie down.”

  He shook his head.

  Holy heck, did the man have a one-track mind? Why did he insist on making love again? There had to be a reason. What was it?

  He reached for her, but she slid off the bed. “Okay, okay, we’ll make love again, I promise, but this time I’m in the driver’s seat.” She changed her tone to stern. “Now, lay your ass down.”

  His eyes widened, but his cock jumped before he lay on his back, his arms behind his head. “As you wish.”

  Bea couldn’t believe she had this hunk of a man all to herself. He loved her and he was hers. An image of her naked in black leather boots with him tied to the bed jostled her memory and the rush of excitement that came with it buckled her knees. She knelt on the bed as she contemplated ropes on the posts. He’d used them on her, it would seem fair was fair.

  She perused his strong body from his tight calf muscles to his overdeveloped pectorals, but her lust lessened as her gaze entwined with his. The love shining in his bright-green eyes had her swallowing hard. Her heart hitched.

  Zach didn’t grin or speak, just bared his soul in his gaze.