She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. “How far are you planning to go today?” An honest question, since she really wouldn’t relax entirely until she was a lot farther from Jimmy Cole. Neither AJ nor Mik had mentioned their plans for the day. In fact, no one had done much talking, though she’d awakened to warm kisses from both of them.
“Depends on how far you’ll let us.” AJ winked with his double entendre and Mik just shook his head.
“C’mon, AJ. It’s too early for that.” Mik smiled at Tala when he said it and sipped at his coffee. AJ just laughed.
“We’re based in San Francisco. You’re welcome to come with us as far as you want.” Mik put his fork down and glanced toward AJ. “I know you’re concerned abut Jimmy, but I can’t see him following you all that way.”
Tala shook her head. “He might. I’ve made a lot of money for Jimmy Cole. He’s never had anyone quite like…” Her voice trailed off as Tala realized what she’d almost said. That Jimmy had never had a slut willing to do anything with anyone before. That he’d struck gold with Tala because she never got tired of sex, never wanted to walk away from the business.
Until now.
These two amazing men had to know what she was like. The fact she’d joined them last night, that she’d been able to move beyond the beating and gang rape she’d been through just hours earlier as if it were all part of a day’s work.
Well, wasn’t it?
Tala stared into her bowl of congealing oatmeal and wondered if there was ever a chance of redemption for a hooker who loved her work?
Except it wasn’t necessarily the work she loved, just the sex. Maybe she’d gone from one addiction straight into another when she’d exchanged sex for drugs.
Tala raised her head and realized two sets of amber eyes were staring at her. Odd, she thought, how she’d not noticed before. Both AJ and Mik had eyes the same strange shade of green and gold as her own. “What?”
Mik’s smile was so tender it almost made her cry. “You just sort of faded out in mid-comment. Is something wrong?”
Something wrong? He had to be kidding! All of a sudden, everything in Tala’s life seemed to burst. She took a deep breath, then another as she felt her tightly held control slipping away, farther and farther away until she snapped.
“Oh, no, nothing’s wrong. Nothing at all.” She threw her napkin on the table and glared at Mik. Damn him! Damn both of them for being so nice. “I’m a whore. My pimp’s probably after me and I’ve hooked up with two really wonderful men who, unfortunately, happen to be gay…yeah, gay guys who all of a sudden decide they want a woman to share their bed.”
Tala took a deep breath and lowered her voice. Shit. It wasn’t necessary to tell everyone in the hotel restaurant how fucked up her life was. She put both hands on the table, leaned forward and dropped her voice to a whisper. “Only they don’t just share their bed. No, they suck me right into their heads like something out of a weird sci-fi movie. Neither one of you has said a word about that. Not one fucking word. It’s not normal, what happened last night. People don’t do that kind of shit in real life. What happened to me?”
AJ and Mik shared a glance with one another, AJ signaled for the tab, and Mik stood up and took Tala’s hand. “Not here. Let’s go back to the room where we can talk. You’re through eating, aren’t you?”
Tala nodded. It didn’t make sense, the way Mik and AJ seemed to know what the other was thinking, the way they could look at each other and then each man seemed to do exactly the right thing. Did they communicate all the time the way they had last night?
Who the hell were these guys?
We have to tell her something. AJ glanced at Mik, trying really hard not to be too obvious. The poor kid thinks she’s losing it…or maybe that we’re aliens.
Mik chuckled. Who’s to say we’re not? No one knows quite where our species originally came from. The Chanku had to start somewhere.
That’s not our problem right now. We’re almost to the room and Tala’s suspicious as hell.
Mik shrugged his shoulders and reached for the keycard. We tell her it’s the pills. They help us communicate telepathically but they only work when someone’s already got talent. That’s not a lie.
AJ’s smile lit up his whole face. I knew there was a reason I stuck with you.
Mik opened the door for Tala. She stared at him for a long, solemn moment, then walked into the room. You stick with me because the sex is so damned good.
Well…yeah. That too. Laughing, AJ followed Mik and Tala into the room.
“We work for a company called Pack Dynamics, based in San Francisco. It’s a detective agency. All of us can communicate telepathically. The pills just enhance an ability we already have. You’re a natural. You slipped right into our heads last night.” Mik set the bottle of pills in front of Tala for emphasis.
She reached out and picked up the plain, unmarked bottle. “Where do you get them?”
AJ answered Tala this time. “They’re produced specially for our pack. They’re herbs, nutrients from certain grasses. It’s a combination that merely enhances our natural ability to communicate.”
“I can’t hear you now, and I know you’ve been talking to each other. Why could I hear you so clearly last night?”
Mik laughed. “Sexual arousal heightens the mind’s ability to link with another. We were all pretty aroused.”
“That we were.” AJ picked up the pill bottle and stuck it back in his overnight kit. “But if you don’t believe me, we could always see if it works again in the bright light of day…”
Tala laughed. “You wish. I thought we were going to San Francisco.”
Mik stood up and grabbed her hand. “That we are, m’dear. First, though, I need a kiss.” He hadn’t planned it, but Mik pulled Tala close and kissed her. She stiffened at first, as if surprised by his bold move, but she didn’t pull away.
He slipped his tongue between her lips, ran the tip along the roof of her mouth. She whimpered, a needy sound that seemed to originate deep in her throat, and it brought his unruly cock to attention in a mere heartbeat.
Tala broke away from his kiss, panting. “I thought you guys preferred each other.”
Mik laughed. “We do. Most of the time.” He captured her mouth once again, drew her body close against his and cupped her bottom with his palm. She wore nothing but a cotton tank top and the light cotton shorts AJ had bought for her.
Mik knew she also wore a tiny thong bikini beneath the shorts. Pale blue with the words PHOENIX, ARIZONA printed in pink script across the front, just over her pussy. It was the best AJ had been able to do, shopping in the hotel gift shop.
The thought of her wearing the tacky satin panties had kept Mik hard all morning long. He’d never craved a woman’s love, never needed the feminine touch of lips and hands, the warmth of a welcoming pussy for his needy cock. No, he’d needed only AJ, his mate…his one true love.
Shattered, Mik raised his head and looked directly into AJ’s eyes. There was no condemnation, no sense of outrage. Only desire. AJ’s desire for both the woman and the man.
Tala clung to him. Her feet no longer touched the ground, her arms were wrapped around Mik’s neck, her lips pressed against his mouth. He felt heat where her mons pressed against his belly, felt the pressure of her taut nipples touching his chest, the sharp little poke of her heels digging into the backs of his thighs.
Groaning with need, almost incoherent with desire, Mik carried Tala to the rumpled sheets of their unmade bed and lay her in the middle, being careful of her injured back.
AJ was already slipping his pants down over his legs. His shirt lay on the floor; his shoes were still at the doorway. Mik stripped out of his clothes with almost frantic haste. Tala waited for him, still fully dressed, lying in the middle of the bed with a look of pure desire on her face, lips parted, amber eyes wide and waiting.
This time Tala, not AJ, ruled Mik’s thoughts. Mik held his cock in his hand, fingers wrapped around his solid l
ength and thought of the woman, not of AJ, his bonded mate. Thought only of the sensation of his cock buried in her wet heat, of her small hands stroking his back, her lips pursed tightly over his sensitive nipple.
Mik looked up, just once, into AJ’s eyes. He saw the same lust there, the same need for Tala, and he understood. With a shrug, Mik acknowledged his desire for another. With a matching shrug, AJ accepted and agreed. It was all so simple, so basic, and done without any input at all from the woman in question.
Mik crawled onto the bed and knelt between Tala’s thighs. She was so tiny, so fragile looking, truly nothing more than a waif. Her body was still marked with bruises, her eyes wide and accepting. Did she really need, really desire? Or was she so used to the role of victim that it was the only way she knew to respond?
Then, as if answering his unspoken question, Tala’s slim arms rose into the air. Her fingers beckoned. Mik stroked his cock, felt it grow in width and length, rolled his thumb over the sensitive crown and felt the slick wash of pre-cum that gathered there.
Slowly, almost reverently, Mik tugged Tala’s shirt over her head. Her breasts fascinated him—surprisingly full and round, sprouting out from her slender frame, the nipples a dark rose against pale skin. He swallowed, then leaned forward and licked one dusky tip. It puckered beneath his tongue, so he licked it again.
AJ joined him, kneeling next to Tala and drawing her right breast between his lips. She arched her back and moaned and her hands came up to hold both men close against her breasts.
Mik felt a huge weight lift from his chest, knew that whatever he did with the woman was accepted, even welcomed by the man he loved. Together they suckled at her taut nipples, each of them sharing the sensation with the other.
Tala hadn’t joined them. Not yet. Her arousal was growing, but she wasn’t at a level that would free her thoughts and open her mind. Mik communicated that thought with AJ and almost laughed when his mate silently took Tala’s need for arousal as a challenge.
Mik backed away and slowly pulled the cotton shorts over Tala’s slim hips and down her legs. Those tacky satin panties called to him. Wth his fingertip, Mik traced the cursive letters stitched across the small triangle of fabric, then leaned close and nuzzled the satin. He nipped it with his teeth, tugged and pulled and managed to thoroughly excite Tala with even more teasing licks and nips, sucking her clit through the satin, swirling his tongue over the narrow strip of wet fabric between her thighs. Finally Mik tugged the panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor.
He sat back on his heels and watched while AJ shifted position. Mik’s lover leaned against the headboard with his legs spread wide enough for Tala to fit between his thighs. AJ pulled her into his lap, covered her breasts with both hands, and squeezed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
I’m holding her still for you. I do hope you appreciate it.
It certainly looks as if Tala appreciates it. Tala had thrown her head back against AJ’s chest and her fingers were already between her own legs.
Mik watched her pleasure herself for just a moment. Then he touched Tala’s swollen labia with his tongue, delved inside to taste the lubricating juices that gathered and spilled for him, for his cock.
She moved her fingers out of the way. Thrust her hips forward, silently begging for more.
Mik leaned back, grasped his erection in his hand and swept the sensitive crown over her clit. Tala jumped as if he’d hit her with a charge of electricity. Mik laughed, but this time he aimed his cock directly toward her hot sex, right at the point where creamy liquid pooled, waiting for his penetration.
AJ lifted Tala higher into his lap and spread her legs wide, an open invitation to Mik. She sat on AJ’s cock and the swollen crown poked out between the cleft in her cheeks. Mik held his own cock in his fist, stroking himself slowly as he stared at Tala’s swollen sex, at AJ’s cock.
Mik’s breath caught. As if a leash pulled him down, he knelt lower and first touched his tongue to Tala’s hot folds, then licked the moist tip of AJ’s cock. Again, sweeping his tongue from AJ to Tala, circling the smooth crown, delving deep inside Tala’s wet heat. Tasting AJ, tasting Tala.
If he didn’t stop, Mik knew he’d be shooting all over Tala’s belly. The flavors, the sensations against his tongue of smooth, hard cock and moist, soft labia, all combined with AJ’s mental link, then AJ’s strangled whimper as Tala clenched her buttocks around his cock.
Too much. Heart pounding, Mik backed away with a final lick of Tala’s cream. She whimpered now, the strangled sound barely escaping.
Mik took a moment to regain control; then he slipped his cock inside her waiting folds, barely entering Tala’s heat. Her muscles clenched tightly, holding him. Mik pressed harder, made entrance, buried himself all the way to his balls and touched the hard mouth of her womb, the very center of her sex.
AJ shifted, lifting both his own hips and Tala’s. Mik felt the velvety crown of AJ’s cock press tightly against his sac. Felt the first drops of moisture as his mate struggled for control.
Tala groaned and arched her hips forward, sliding along AJ’s cock, forcing Mik’s even deeper. AJ still played with her nipples, his fingers tugging and pulling at the sensitive peaks, but his movements weren’t as smooth, and the grimace on his face told Mik he was close to coming.
Mik concentrated on the slow in-and-out thrust of his cock sliding deep inside Tala’s warm pussy, of the hot pressure of AJ’s cock against his balls. The slow, satisfying release as he pulled almost all the way out.
Again, and then again. The slow friction building, Tala’s arousal growing. Mik felt it then, the slightest touch of her mind on his. AJ was there as well, stronger, easier to read, but Tala was close and growing more powerful.
Sighing with the pleasure, the pure sensation of lust and love surrounding him, Mik sank back into Tala’s wet heat, then slowly withdrew. On the next stroke, he leaned over Tala’s shoulder and kissed AJ. Their mouths met, tongues twisted together, but his cock was buried deep inside a woman even as his balls felt the pressure from his lover’s erection.
Mik held the position, hips pressed tight against Tala’s groin, and concentrated on the myriad sensations of sex with both AJ and Tala, of the sweet rippling of her powerful muscles, the way her pussy held so tightly to his cock even as AJ’s cock pressed perfectly against his sac.
Muscles quivering with effort, Mik moved once again. Now his lips were on Tala’s, his tongue invading the hot recesses of her mouth while his cock filled her sex.
Mik felt the hard mouth of her womb, pressed against her cervix, and she lifted her hips and cried out. Tala’s body shuddered, her mouth opened as she took great gasps of air. AJ’s fingers pinched and tugged at both her breasts. Fascinated, Mik watched the way the flesh quivered with the force of her orgasm, saw the flush spread from Tala’s belly to her breasts, across her cheeks.
Mik rolled slowly to his back and dragged Tala astride. She rode his cock, still moving through her first climax, searching shamelessly for another.
AJ slipped between Mik’s widespread legs, kneeling directly behind Tala’s perfectly rounded ass. His face held a glazed expression. Curious, Mik opened his mind to AJ’s and found sexual fantasies so explicit, so arousing, they took him to the very edge.
Images Mik fully intended to help AJ turn into reality.
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She’d never dreamed they’d end up having sex this morning, but Mik’s kiss had removed thoughts of anything else from her mind. Tala rode astride Mik’s narrow hips and felt his enormous cock all the way to her womb on each downward stroke. His hands cradled her hips, guiding her up and down his full length, and the expression on his face was one of almost mindless arousal. He was absolutely beautiful, his profound desire breathtakingly exquisite.
Tala moaned when AJ kissed her shoulder, just above the area that still hurt so badly. For some reason, his tender kiss was a surprise. These men knew what she was, yet they’d treated her with nothing but res
pect. Tala knew that if she’d asked Mik to stop kissing her, he would have. If she asked him to stop now, he would.
There was no way in hell she wanted Mik to stop. Or AJ either, for that matter!
She couldn’t remember sex this fulfilling. Hadn’t known tenderness from any man she could recall. Not before these two amazing men. Tala bit her lips and held tightly to her emotions.
It would be so easy to fall in love. So easy to believe they actually wanted her beyond the few short days they still had to travel.
She leaned forward and kissed Mik, raising her hips in blatant invitation to the man behind her. She felt the soft caress of AJ’s fingers along her buttocks, the slight pressure as he paused over her anus. Would he go there? Would it be like fucking Mik, or would he care he dipped inside a woman?
Obviously Mik didn’t have a problem. His big hands cupped her face now and he kissed her like a man possessed. She wondered if his thoughts would be in her head again, but for now there was nothing beyond sensation. Sensation and desperate need.
Would she always be so damned needy?
Not if Mik and AJ continued with what they were doing. Tala’s world narrowed to pure sensation, to the heat from Mik’s cock sliding in and out of her greedy sex, the taste of his tongue matching the rhythm of each thrust as he slowly and carefully made love to her mouth.
Something cool and wet touched her backside and Tala smiled into Mik’s kiss. AJ appeared to have found something for lubricant. She’d been a little apprehensive about that. She was still a little tender from yesterday’s episode, but not nearly as sore as she’d expected.
Certainly not sore enough to interfere with the amazing waves of pleasure washing over her entire body. AJ’s touch was magic. Pure, gentle magic.
His fingers stroked the moisture up and down the cleft between her cheeks, teasing at first, then pressing more firmly on each pass over her anus. One finger rimmed the tight muscle, pressed harder and then passed through. He added another finger, stretching softened tissues, slowly easing deeper inside her.
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