by Leah Brooke
“She’s got a few small cuts. Doc gave her antibiotics and something to calm her down.”
Julianna blinked. “He did?” She gasped again when the hand over her mound shifted slightly as Nick parted her folds.
“He did. Don’t worry. He’s already gone over your medical records and knows what he can give you. But that’s beside the point. Our issue here is your doubts about being a desirable woman. I can’t imagine what kind of men you’ve been with that would put such thoughts in your head, but let me assure you, little one, that you are definitely a woman, a very vulnerable one at that.”
“Bullshit. Oh!” Julianna cried out when Nick’s finger slid through her folds, unerringly settling on her clit.
Leaning over her again, he searched her features, his slow smile telling her he’d found whatever it was he’d been looking for. Turning her to face the mirror again, he met her eyes in their reflection.
“Look at yourself. Now tell me you don’t see a very feminine, very passionate and very desirable woman.”
Her moans couldn’t be contained as Steve stared at her in the mirror, too. His hands looked huge on her breasts, making their fullness appear small and almost delicate. The big bodies surrounding hers made her own naked form seem fragile, slight and very feminine.
But the look on her face and theirs frightened the hell out of her.
She didn’t even look like herself. Her eyes had become so dark she hardly recognized them. The flush on her cheeks had spread down her body, a body thrust out in invitation to the two men who caressed her.
Nick’s intense stare made it obvious she could hide nothing from him and caused more of her juices to flow.
The unholy gleam in Steve’s eyes spoke volumes and told her just how much he held back as he continued his decadent assault on her nipples.
Julianna cried out again as Nick moved the finger on her clit, the slow circles driving her mad. “Please!”
Nick straightened slightly, turning her head back until she faced both of them.
“Spread those long legs for me and I’ll give you what you need.”
Gripping him tighter for support, Julianna did as he demanded, willing to do anything to achieve the orgasm building inside her. Her entire body trembled, every inch of her skin sensitized.
Steve bent to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently before releasing it, sending another surge of pleasure to her slit. “I could make a meal of you.”
His warm breath against her breast heightened her arousal even more, drawing a whimper from her just as Nick focused his attention in her clit.
The warmth throughout her body grew as the tingles in her clit intensified, and she automatically struggled to close her legs against it.
Nick chuckled, the deep, rumbling sound sending ribbons of erotic apprehension through her.
“You don’t really think we’re going to let you get away with that, do you?”
Steve scraped his teeth over her nipple. “Nope. Look at her. She needs to come.” Placing his feet between hers, he widened her stance, his hands coming around to cup her bottom and lift her, somehow managing to avoid the bandages.
Nick chuckled again. “That she does.” His hand tightened in her hair when she would have turned away. “And we’re going to watch her as she does.”
Julianna couldn’t hold back her cries as he stroked her clit, unable to close her thighs against it. Her cries grew louder as he focused his attention exactly where she needed it, his touch firm and sure as he threw her over the edge with alarming expertise.
Amazed that they held her so easily, and stunned at the speed and strength of her orgasm, Julianna mewed in her throat as it crested, unable to hold anything back from them.
Her body jolted repeatedly as the hot sizzles consumed her, bursting from her clit outward and spreading everywhere. She’d never imagined such sublime pleasure even existed.
Nick slowed his strokes, dragging the pleasure out and bringing her down so slowly she started to wonder if it would ever stop, or if she would stay like this forever.
She didn’t care.
She moaned in protest when Nick stopped altogether and removed his hand, not wanting this feeling to ever end. A yelp escaped, her eyes flying open when Steve jerked her against him, pressing her naked body against his hard one. Her legs circled his waist as he bent his head and touched his lips to her.
She opened immediately, her defenses gone. Surrendering to the passion in his kiss, Julianna held on, letting him take her weight as she rubbed against him and jolted at the friction of the soft cotton against her over-sensitized clit.
The feel of his clothing brushing against her skin reminded her sharply of her nudity and renewed her sense of vulnerability. The other large, hot, and fully clothed body at her back intensified the sensation.
She shivered as Steve broke off the kiss to stare down at her, his eyes blazing with heat.
He set her on her feet, steadying her when she swayed and ran a hand down her hair before smiling. “Lady, you pack a hell of a punch. What the hell ever made you think you weren’t feminine or dainty?”
She shrugged, looking away in embarrassment, so weakened, she had to lock her knees to keep from falling. “I’m too tall.”
Shaking his head, Steve smiled. “I like having a woman who I can be a little rough with without worrying about breaking her.”
Nick’s hands came around her waist, gently massaging as he pulled her back against him, as though knowing how difficult it was for her to stand. “A woman who’s full of passion and submits so beautifully.”
Shaken, she appreciated their support as she struggled to collect herself. “I didn’t submit.”
Nick bent to kiss her shoulder, one of his hands sliding between her legs while the other covered a breast, his light touch sending sizzles over her sensitized skin. “Oh, yes, little one. You did. And will again. Now let’s get you dressed. The police are here and want to speak with you.”
* * * *
Julianna answered the policeman’s questions absently, distracted by the events happening around her.
Or more specifically, the people around her.
Doc stood to the side talking to two other men, each listening attentively and shooting glances at her, their harsh expressions gentling each time their eyes met hers.
Mike sat at her kitchen table with a laptop, looking up with a frown each time Steve shifted his weight, which he did every time the police officer leaned close to her.
Nick sat on her other side, his arm around her, rubbing her shoulder.
The two policemen kept looking at each other, their brows going up when Doc and the other two men finished their conversation and joined them, standing protectively close by.
She couldn’t deny that she felt better having them there as the events of the night crowded in again, but straightened between Nick and Steve in an effort to handle this herself.
She’d always handled everything herself and would again when they left.
Turning, she met Nick’s eyes, averting her gaze away from the concern in them and facing Steve, who turned from glaring at the policeman to meet her gaze, raising a questioning brow and leaning close.
“Are you okay?”
Nodding, she turned back to the policeman. “I’m fine.”
And she would be, as long as she remembered not to get too close—something it got harder and harder to remember.
* * * *
Steve watched the police leave and patted Julianna’s hand before rising. “Why don’t you two go down to the car? I’ll be right behind you.” He met both Doc’s and Mike’s eyes.
Both men nodded once and looked away, smiling at Julianna.
Nick stood and helped her up, meeting Steve’s eyes over her head. “Get that bastard.”
Steve waited until the four of them left and turned to the other men.
“He’s got an accomplice now. Let’s focus on him. Maybe he’ll get sloppy. I don’t want this son of a bitch anywhere near Jul
ianna.”
Chapter Eight
Julianna tried not to gape at the interior of Nick and Steve’s private jet, but she did anyway, too tired to hide it. “Nice way to travel.”
Nick nudged her forward. “Never mind about that. You’re dead on your feet. Come on and I’ll show you to the bedroom.”
Looking up at him, Julianna paused. “I think I’d rather stay out here.” She hated admitting that she didn’t want to be alone. She’d already shown enough weakness around them and sure as hell didn’t want to look pathetic.
Sitting in one of the plush chairs, she dropped her purse in another, striving for nonchalance. “I’m not really sure why I have to come with you this weekend. I really should be at the hotel, especially now that we know that someone is trying to sabotage it.”
Steve sat across from her. “You can check on their progress by phone, and my men will be taking care of security at the hotel. We’re going to a party in Miami. It’s our home more than any other hotel, and Nick’s throwing a charity ball.”
Julianna frowned. “You’re not?”
Nick laughed softly, shooting a look at Steve, who scowled back at him.
“Steve’s idea of a party consists of some sort of sporting event and beer. The only reason he’s going is because, whether he likes it or not, he’s also hosting.” Dropping into the seat across from her, he leaned close, reaching out to touch her knee. “It also gives both of us a chance to spend some time with you while you check out the hotel there.” His light touch sent heat and erotic little tingles traveling up her thigh to her slit. Her clit was still sensitive from the orgasm they’d given her in the bedroom, and swelled again almost immediately. Still embarrassed that they’d gotten her in a weak moment to admit her insecurities about her femininity, she was determined to gain back some of the ground she’d lost.
Julianna struggled to sit still, and settled for pressing her thighs together. “About what happened tonight—”
Steve sat forward and lightly caressed her other knee, the sizzles racing up her thigh to join those from Nick’s touch at her slit. “Have you ever been shared by two men, Julianna?” His eyes raked over her, lingering on her breasts, smiling when her nipples pebbled.
Lightning, swift and hot, shot through her, stealing her breath as each of them caressed a knee, sending more of those little tingles to her center, and she had to swallow heavily before answering. Her swollen clit throbbed all over again, and her nipples beaded so tightly she barely resisted the urge to rub them. “No.”
Nick smiled. “You went to David because you thought a Dom could make you feel like a woman, didn’t you? You want to be taken, to be cherished.”
Trembling, she clenched her hands into fists, wide awake now. Trembling from head to toe, she clenched her jaw. “I never said that.”
Steve slid forward, his hand sliding up her thigh, his fingers lightly caressing. “You haven’t said much of anything.”
Julianna tried her best to glare at him, fighting the urge to jump in his lap and beg him to make her come again. In all the years she’d searched for the key to her sexuality, she’d never considered what it would be like when she found it and couldn’t turn it off. “That’s because my sex life is none of your business.”
Nick leaned forward, taking up even more of her space, and she barely fought the urge to lean into him. “I thought we’d already settled that, darling. But I guess it’s a lesson that bears repeating.”
Julianna yelped as Nick pulled her out of her seat and onto his lap, his mouth covering hers before she even drew a breath. Pushing at his shoulders, she clamped her lips closed, determined to keep him out, knowing that once she let him in, she’d be lost.
Already the feel of his lips against hers beckoned her, the promise of a kiss so hot and erotic it would curl her toes only a breath away.
Nick didn’t give her the chance to resist. He cupped the back of her head, not allowing her to pull away, his sharp teeth nipping at her bottom lip and making it sting, demanding entrance.
Julianna tightened her grip on his shoulders, shifting restlessly in his arms. Her thighs tightened with the effort it took to remain still. She knew that all she had to do was open her mouth, and she could have all the pleasure she could handle.
His dominant display excited her, but as much as she wanted to, she had to gain some sort of control. He’d already reached deep inside her, pulling forth desires and fantasies she didn’t think would ever see the light, taking more and more of her each time he did it.
She’d always thought it would be easy to let go with the right man, but she’d never counted on how defenseless and stripped bare she’d feel when all of those dark needs were brought to the surface.
Nick’s eyes shone with the knowledge of her inner struggle, and the determination to overcome it.
Between one heartbeat and the next, he gentled, his tongue caressing the seam of her lips with a tenderness that threatened her defenses more than anything else could have.
Fighting her own need, she struggled to resist his coaxing caress, shivering in his arms as he stoked the flames even higher.
He always seemed to know exactly what touch she needed and used his knowledge to weaken her against him, each time taking more and more of that inner part of her she found difficult to let free.
Steve’s hand slid over her hip to her thigh and up again. “Come on, baby. Let Nick in.”
Having both of them here, their undivided attention focused on her, made even her wildest fantasies seem tame. Squeezing her eyes closed, she kept her lips firm against his decadent assault, her own self-doubts and fear of giving away too much keeping her from letting him in, although with each stroke of his tongue it became harder to resist him.
Her resistance didn’t appear to deter Nick at all, his patience seemingly inexhaustible. His hot hand settled on her stomach, not moving higher or lower, just holding her and letting her absorb his firm, controlling warmth.
Swallowing a moan as his lips brushed over her cheek and down to her jaw, Julianna shuddered as he explored the curves of her face, unsure of how much longer she could hold out against his sensual assault.
When he began to nibble, the last of her defenses came crumbling down, and on a whimpered moan, she surrendered, slumping against him.
His triumphant groan as his hand clenched on her waist told her he knew the exact moment he’d won.
She tried to arch her neck to give him better access, but he held her still as he continued to explore. A moan escaped as he ran his lips to her ear, teasing the sensitive area there, and nibbled her lobe before working his way back to her lips. Need grew stronger with every breath, each brush of his lips as he surrounded her with such raw masculinity and power, making the ache between her thighs so bad she couldn’t stay still.
She held her breath as the large hand on her waist moved upward, anticipation tripping her pulse. Her nipples begged for attention, her pussy clenching frantically with the need to feel his cock, hard and hot, inside her. His hand moved lightly over her cotton shirt, making every inch of skin warm and tingle.
Nick’s lips hovered over hers, his breath warm and tantalizing.
She groaned, trembling at the effort to keep the extent of her lust from showing when Steve pulled her legs across his lap. Unable to see him, she stiffened, shaking now with both need and trepidation. It was a repeat of what they’d done to her at the office, but their positions had been reversed. When a hand moved to cover her thigh, she jolted, her ass already clenching in remembered pleasure.
Nick took advantage of her gasp by covering her lips with his and sliding his tongue inside. He took her mouth even more demandingly than he had in the elevator, claiming it as though making sure she never again forgot it belonged to him and punishing her for her resistance. Using his lips and teeth, he pulled her into a vortex of lust, wiping out all thoughts of her attacker.
Raising his head slightly, he nibbled at her lips before covering them with his again,
making her burn with need for his possession. His hand moved over her breast with the same proprietary assertiveness, cupping it in his palm as though declaring his rights, stamping his possession on every inch of her body that he touched.
Lust flowed through her, hot and fluid, and she gave into it without hesitation, the lure too strong to fight. Instead of trying to push him away, her fists now tightened on his shoulders, desperate to pull him even closer.
Another pair of hands moved over her legs, the sharp reminder of Steve’s presence sending her senses soaring. Nick’s kiss softened, becoming seductive and absolutely irresistible.
She pushed her breast fully into his palm, groaning her frustration that her clothing came between them.
Steve’s hands moved up to caress her jean clad thighs, kneading her tense muscles, but, to her frustration, wouldn’t move any higher.
Nick lifted his head to look down at her, his eyes glittering fiercely. “I want, very much, to make everything about you my business.” He lightly moved his thumb back and forth over her nipple.
Leaning over her, his wide shoulders blocked her view of Steve, who still caressed her thighs, the heat of his hands spreading upward.
Groaning, she arched, needing his touch between her legs where her pussy burned. Julianna squirmed restlessly on Nick’s lap as his thumb worked magic on her sensitive nipple. Straining to lift into his kiss once again, she groaned her frustration as the hand in her hair tightened, keeping her in place.
He brushed his lips over hers, their breaths mingling. “You’re beautiful and respond very well to a firm touch.”
Frustrated that he wouldn’t give her the kiss she wanted, she pulled at his shoulders. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted them to touch her naked flesh and deliver all the pleasure the heat in their eyes promised. “More.”
Nick nuzzled her jaw, his lips close to her ear. “I’ll give you more, Julianna. All you want. Tell me why you keep resisting.”
Arching into his hand, she shivered as his lips found a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. Not willing to tell him how much it scared her that she’d begun to fall in love with both of them, she said the first thing that popped into her head. “I’m not submissive. I know you think I am, but I’m not.”