Sexy Beast II

by Kate Douglas, Noelle Mack

  She moaned beneath his gentle touch and scooted closer to the edge of the tub. Water from one of the jets was pounding against her lower back, just below the skinned area, but Tala didn’t seem to notice. “I mean I don’t know anything before three years ago. Jimmy found me passed out in an alley, naked. No jewelry, no ID. He figured it was a drug overdose and took me to his house to sleep it off. When I woke up, I didn’t have any memory.”

  “None?” AJ handed the bottle of conditioner to Mik. Tala took another swallow of her wine and held out her glass. AJ filled it, then added more to his own.

  “No. Nothing. I didn’t even know what foods I liked. It was so weird. I could talk and find my way around town, but no one recognized me. You probably guessed Jimmy was my pimp. I figure I must have been a prostitute before because it all seemed so natural to me, getting paid for sex.”

  There really wasn’t a response to a bald statement like that. Mik gently kneaded her scalp, then ran his fingers through her hair until it flowed like a dark, silken curtain across the water. “Lean back. I want to rinse the soap out.” Once Tala’s hair was free of shampoo, Mik worked the conditioner into her scalp. He wished he knew what to say, what questions to ask. She was too matter-of-fact about too many things. She hadn’t complained about anything, even when he’d been rubbing too hard on her tortured back. Hell, she’d been gang-raped just a couple of hours earlier but she acted like it was no big deal.

  Maybe things were different in her world. Maybe sex had lost meaning for Tala. Maybe she’d reached a point where she was beaten so far down she couldn’t see up, but Mik doubted that. Tala still seemed to have some spark, though right now, with the warm, relaxing bath and her third glass of wine, she was obviously beginning to fade.

  She was such a beautiful little thing. Her eyes really were more catlike than any Chanku he’d seen. Tilted slightly at the corners, they gave her a mysterious, seductive look. She was fine-boned and petite, but Mik sensed strength beneath that fragile exterior.

  Even as bruised and battered as she was, Tala still managed to sparkle. She’d managed something else, too. She’d not done a thing on purpose to arouse either Mik or AJ, but Mik knew he had a damned big hard-on shoved into jeans that were now way too tight. He glanced at AJ. His lover was studying Tala with an expression caught halfway between compassion and desire. Mik bit back a grin and wondered about the state of AJ’s pants.

  3

  She hadn’t wanted to get out of the tub, but since she’d far surpassed Mik’s directions to get pruny, Tala figured it was about time. AJ had bought her a toothbrush and some really cheesy clothing at the hotel gift shop. Mik had brought her one of his clean white T-shirts to sleep in, then told her to soak as long as she wanted because he and AJ were going to bed.

  Tala managed to rub antibiotic on her back and slipped the shirt over her head. She lifted the hem and sniffed the soft fabric. She’d hoped to smell Mik’s wonderful scent, but all she caught was a faint whiff of detergent and bleach. It felt so good to be clean, almost as if she’d washed the past three years out of her life, but Tala knew there was too much filth in her to go away after a single long soak.

  She carried her wineglass out with her. It appeared AJ had filled it once again, but he was right about it making her feel better. She didn’t hurt nearly as much and instead of feeling scared of Jimmy, she was sleepy and relaxed. Just in case, though, Tala took a couple more swallows.

  The lights were out in the bedroom, but she left one small one burning in the bathroom so she could find her way around. AJ and Mik had taken the bed closest to the door.

  Gay. Just her luck, to be rescued by two of the sexiest, most gorgeous—and honestly nice—men she’d ever met, and they had absolutely no interest in her. Both men practically oozed sex appeal, but their love for one another was too obvious to ignore.

  Tala stood between the two king-sized beds, sipped her wine, and studied her saviors. Mik’s back was to her, and what a beautiful back it was. His naked shoulders glistened in the faint swath of light and he held AJ close against his chest, spoon fashion. Tala had the strangest urge to join them in their bed, to squeeze herself in between the two of them like jelly in a sandwich and soak up all that wonderful male warmth, but that certainly wouldn’t do. Not after they’d been so kind to her, and so upfront about their sexuality.

  Feeling oddly bereft, Tala finished her wine and crawled into the big empty bed all by herself. She was warm. She was clean, and for the first time in forever, she felt safe.

  If only she didn’t feel so terribly alone.

  Tala wasn’t quite certain what woke her. It was either the dream, the same one she’d had for years about racing through the forest on four powerful legs, or the sounds coming from the next bed.

  Generally Tala slept through her dreams, so it had to be the sounds. She came gradually awake and lay still, listening to the rhythmic rustle of sheets, the soft moans, the lush, wet sounds of sex. After a moment, Tala opened her eyes and watched the men in the bed beside hers.

  For all her sexual experience, she’d never watched men making love before. She’d witnessed the rape of a man one time, something so foul and disgusting she’d felt sickened by it, but this was totally different. AJ knelt with his face pressed against his forearms, his hips raised to meet Mik’s slow, smooth thrusts.

  Mik knelt behind AJ, his powerful thighs pressed close against his mate’s. Light spilling from the partially open bathroom door illuminated the two men, bathed them in a soft, golden glow.

  Tala couldn’t recall watching anything that moved her more than this. Nothing in her short memory of the past three years had even come close to the eroticism, the pure sensuality of Mik and AJ making love.

  All Tala had ever known was sex. This was something else altogether. Sweat glistened on Mik’s chest. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed and the sharp lines of his face stood out in stark relief. The heavy mass of his shiny black hair spilled down his back, all the way to his perfectly rounded ass.

  The strands parted over his muscular cheeks with each thrust, following the hollows and curves of Mik’s butt with his deliberate in-and-out dance as he slowly but thoroughly fucked his mate.

  Tala swallowed back a moan when Mik rubbed his big hands along AJ’s sides, stroked his thighs, reached around AJ’s waist and captured his swollen cock. Tala wondered if their balls touched, if each forward thrust of Mik’s pressed his sac against his mate’s, but she couldn’t see.

  She wanted to see. Wanted to be part of this beautiful sharing.

  Her fingers seemed to find her wet and ready pussy all on their own. She caught Mik’s rhythm, stroking herself as he stroked AJ, penetrating her swollen labia, dipping into her warm pussy with her fingers, pretending it was AJ’s cock, or Mik’s.

  Either man would do.

  She couldn’t imagine being with one man without the other. They were such a perfectly beautiful, exquisitely matched pair, their love and respect for one another obvious in every word they said, everything they did. Especially this. An act so intimate, so filled with trust, yet rife with potential for pain.

  Tala sensed their heightened passion as Mik increased his rhythm, thrusting harder and faster inside AJ. It killed her, being so far from them, apart from their loving. She wanted to be there, wanted AJ’s mouth on her, Mik’s cock inside her. Wanted…desired…

  Tala’s fingers flew. Stroking her needy clit, arching her back, alone in her bed, her body reaching for her own fingers, imagining they were part of the two men mere feet away. She felt herself grow closer to climax, felt the love between AJ and Mik…then, without warning, Tala felt Mik’s cock, only now it was her cock thrusting deep inside AJ’s heat. At the same time, she was AJ, awash in pleasure as Mik speared her.

  Startled, Tala’s first reaction was to back away, but the sensations were too powerful, her need too great. She opened her mind to the images, opened to the potential of being a part of their loving.

  Almost as if he
r brain were divided, she experienced what both of them felt. The burning impact of Mik’s cock through each downward thrust, the gentle caress of his fingers over her/AJ’s testicles. Impossible, but much too real to ignore.

  AJ reached back, his hand slipping between his thighs to clutch Mik’s balls. Not rough, no, not at all. He caressed the wrinkled sac, finding each testicle with his fingers, rolling the orbs carefully and encircling the entire sac with his hand.

  Tala’s fingers curled in response to the image. The muscles between her legs clenched tightly.

  Mik stiffened, his cock jerked inside AJ’s ass, and he bit back a moan as his climax overtook him. Tala felt his pleasure more than she heard it, experienced his climax as if it were her own. Moaned aloud through the climax Mik shared with her.

  Mik’s hands tightened around AJ’s cock and suddenly Tala was in AJ’s head, so much a part of his experience that it was her cock trapped in Mik’s powerful grasp, exploding with spurt after spurt of hot seed, her body shivering in response to Mik’s gasping cry of completion. Then she was Mik, back straining, hips thrust forward. Again the sensation was of her cock clenched tightly, deep within the wet heat of AJ’s body.

  A kaleidoscope of images, of lush and arousing sensations, of pain and pleasure, heat and overwhelming ecstasy, bombarded Tala from the hearts and minds of both men. She was only peripherally aware of her own orgasm, the clenching of her vaginal muscles, the hot rush of fluids, the tightness in her womb. So much a part of AJ and Mik’s shared experience, Tala lost all sense of self, all sense of where and who she was.

  A union unlike anything Tala had known, a communion of souls, of minds and hearts. She was all of them. AJ, Mik and Tala, all of them in the throes of one immense orgasm that rocked her world, changed her entire sense of herself and suddenly, without any warning, opened a door into an entirely new existence.

  Mik lay across AJ’s back, his cock still buried deep inside his mate, and wondered how his entire reality could have shifted so totally between one moment and another. AJ’s muscles still clenched and released around him and Mik felt the rise and fall of his lover’s body with each deep breath he took. Never, not once in his life had he experienced anything as profound—not their first mating, not their bonding. Nothing like the climax he and AJ had just shared.

  But they hadn’t shared it alone. Not this time.

  AJ was going through the same emotions, his thoughts as convoluted as Mik’s. Both men, their bodies sated after an amazing climax, felt their worlds tilting on an axis neither had ever experienced and definitely didn’t expect.

  Mik stroked AJ’s back and opened his mind to AJ’s tumbled thoughts. But it was Tala he watched. Tala, lying in the bed just three feet away, who held both men in thrall. Lips parted, fingers still thrust between her legs, she stared directly back at both of them.

  She’d been there, a part of their loving, part of their climax. A new dynamic neither man had expected. Watching Tala watch him had an amazing effect on Mik. His cock, totally flaccid only moments ago was suddenly hard again, filling AJ as if they’d just begun their lovemaking.

  Mik tilted his hips forward, just enough to alert AJ to his reawakened state. AJ watched Tala, his focus entirely on her even as Mik felt himself drawn to the woman. The link that joined them was a tangible thing, a solid line from Mik to AJ to Tala and back to Mik.

  But she was just too far away. Without thinking of the consequences, Mik held his hand out to her. The distance was too great, their fingers too far apart, but only for a moment. As if tugged by an invisible thread, Tala slid her legs over the side of the bed, reached out and grabbed Mik’s hand.

  Her grasp was strong, her fingers warm. Mik pulled her close, conscious of the bruises covering her waiflike body, the injuries none of them could see. Conscious of her inner strength, her spirit. Mik tugged lightly, but it was enough.

  Tala crossed the gap between the beds, crossed between two worlds. Entered Mik and AJ’s world as if she were the third half of their whole. She crawled up on the big bed and lay on her side next to AJ, kissed the smooth skin along his ribs, touched the flat nipple over his heart.

  She reached up and kissed Mik, her mouth a sweet benediction, an unspoken request. Touching, kissing, she added a dimension of sensation neither man had expected. Her small fingers sliding over the curve of Mik’s balls as he slowly moved in and out of AJ. Her mouth kissing AJ, moving lower until she’d fit her tiny self beneath him, found his cock and taken it between her lips.

  AJ groaned, his pleasure spilling over onto both Mik and Tala. Her mouth suckled him, one hand wrapped gently around his sac, the other holding on to Mik’s. Linking both men through a mere wisp of a woman. Small fingers stroking, fondling, touching.

  Mik linked with AJ when his lover cupped his hand around Tala’s bottom and tugged her beneath him. Shoved the loose T-shirt aside and found her swollen labia with his lips and tongue and feasted on her cream. Mik felt as if he were floating in a fantasy beyond reality, beyond anything he’d ever experienced.

  His cock filling AJ, Tala’s fingers stroking his balls, the taste of her cunt when AJ licked and suckled her hot and ready folds. Their minds had found perfect synchronization, a link so profound Mik wanted to weep with the power of his pleasure, the amazing emotions that took all this sensation to an even higher level.

  He sensed Tala’s impending orgasm, knew his own was close. Felt the pressure growing in AJ and knew when Tala’s lips clamped tightly around his lover’s cock. Heat and pleasure and pain surrounded them, building one upon the other.

  AJ was the first, and though Mik knew he tried to pull his cock free of Tala’s grasp, she held him tightly in her mouth, sucking even harder as he climaxed, her tongue pressing against the base of his cock, her lips compressed and holding on, the muscles in her throat working as she swallowed his seed. AJ brought her with him, his mouth between her legs matching the push and pull of each stroke of Mik’s.

  All of them gasping, shouting, bodies clenching, muscles contracting, all together. Three. Together.

  AJ fell to one side with Mik draped bonelessly over his back. Tala continued sucking gently on his cock and kept her fingers wrapped around both AJ’s and Mik’s balls as if she would never turn them loose.

  Maybe she couldn’t. Mik knew his own muscles felt frozen, as if the orgasm he’d just experienced had burned itself into his body for all time.

  They lay there, unmoving, each lost in thoughts shared, one with the other. Tala’s mind spun in amazement, AJ’s with pure satisfaction at having a secret fantasy brought to life.

  Mik wasn’t sure exactly what he was thinking. He only knew what he felt, that for the first time since he and AJ had joined there was an even greater sense of completion to their union. As if a piece long missing had suddenly been found.

  Had his hunch been right? Was Tala Chanku? He couldn’t imagine any normal woman able to link as she had, but he couldn’t be sure. Not until she had the supplement, and not until she shifted. If Tala proved to be one of their kind, could they figure out a way to add a third person to what had been a dynamic pair bond between him and AJ?

  Mind roiling with questions, Mik carefully pulled out of AJ and headed for the bathroom. Tala turned around and snuggled close to AJ’s chest. Mik glanced back as his lover wrapped strong arms around the waif, the only woman they’d ever known with the power to tear them apart. Tear them apart, or make them stronger.

  Mik paused at the open doorway and watched the two together in the bed. Tala looked perfect, wrapped snugly in AJ’s strong embrace, as if she belonged. A wave of dizziness passed over Mik and he grabbed the doorframe for support.

  As if she belonged…

  Maybe a shower would clear his head. He definitely needed something. Mik closed the door behind him and turned on the spray, but when he finally stepped out of the shower, Mik was no closer to answers than he’d been when he started.

  Tala stared at the big, brown capsule Mik set in front of her
and wondered why he seemed so intent she swallow it. Nutrients, he’d said. Vitamins to help your body heal. Then he’d popped one into his mouth, as had AJ, before they tackled breakfast.

  She didn’t take pills. Especially not pills she couldn’t identify. With memories barely three years old and an implied history of drug abuse, Tala wasn’t too crazy about popping any unknown substance into her mouth.

  She gazed from AJ to Mik and back at the pill. There was certainly no sign of drug use in either one of them. No, they were as healthy and sane as anyone she’d ever met, though after her experience last night she’d been almost afraid to delve too deeply into their motives.

  Never in her entire life had Tala experienced anything remotely like sex with these two gorgeous hunks. Not just physical sex, but mental as well. She’d been in their heads, one at a time and both together, felt what they felt, even tasted her own flavors through AJ’s senses.

  Shit. If she thought about it too much it would make her nuts. With that point as her guide, Tala picked up the pill and swallowed it with a big gulp of orange juice. She had to trust someone, and if she couldn’t trust these two, well…there was no one else. No one.

  She’d ordered a bowl of oatmeal. Without a penny to her name, it seemed the prudent thing to do, but the amount of food AJ and Mik consumed was absolutely mind-boggling. Fried potatoes and sausage, bacon, eggs, bagels, and fruit—huge servings that seemed to disappear as if by magic.

  Of course, they were big men, and if they had sex the way they had last night on a regular basis, she figured they must burn off a ton of calories.

  Tala felt a coil of heat deep in her womb followed by a hot rush of moisture between her legs. She practically moaned aloud with the sudden arousal slicing through her body.

  Both AJ and Mik raised their heads, nostrils flared. Almost as if they scented her! Tala felt her skin heat with embarrassment. She’d showered this morning, used deodorant. They couldn’t possibly smell the fact she was horny, could they?