He studied her, his eyes once again like obsidian. “Once in a while I remember her fondly. The drills she put me through have become second nature, making me a better fighter.” He drank more blood, his watchful gaze studying the clearing. “I have no emotional attachment to her.”
He lied. Her new ability, a gift for nearly dying, told her this clearly. Sydney barely managed to keep her expression impassive. This was the first time she had ever heard him lie outright. But she understood why. If anyone overheard they would interpret this connection as a weakness.
She nodded and turned to Jayden. “Tell us about being a rock star.”
Jayden laughed, brushing away the slight awkward pause that had fallen over them. “Love, I was no star. My friends and I were barely midlist. We had this neat little shuttle.” He shook his head. “Barely good enough to fly and held together by spit and tape. We used it to tour clubs and any other venue that would take us. We built a small fandom and had a lot of fun.” He shrugged. “Then one of us got married, another decided he wanted a proper job. Things fell apart as they are prone to do when you grow up.” A big smile curved his lips. “It was a great time and it prepared me so I could sing for you.”
She cupped his cheek and kissed him. Same as Miguel he held something back, something painful deep inside him. This was not the time and place to ask for more. “Well, I love to dance, so I’m very pleased to have two such great partners. The majority of the men I had to dance with during my father’s functions barely knew the basics.”
“Why did you keep going when the dancing was so bad?” Miguel asked, a spark of humor lightening his eyes.
Sydney groaned. “Naemas are all about how things look to outsiders. Everything is about being in complete control every minute of every day. I was still a child when my father began his campaign and showing himself as a wonderful family man was a must.” She shrugged. “It went on from there. When he took office my mother looked after his social calendar and designated me his assistant. Because I am the youngest no one seemed to think I might have other ideas. My three brothers—”
“Three?” Jayden asked, his innocent expression an exaggeration.
She chuckled. “Yes, three of them.”
Jayden threw Miguel a laughing glance. “We need to watch our backs.”
“I always do, but now I’ll add another layer.”
Sydney laughed to hide her desperation. It wasn’t as if Miguel and Jayden were dating her and needed her brothers’ approval. She wished that was the case, but it wasn’t. “Anyway, they’d found their path early and were all very successful. I couldn’t make up my mind and tried too many things. Other than looking after my family’s finances I didn’t contribute. After the last debacle my parents designated me my father’s companion.” She grimaced. “I wasn’t very mature and threw a fit. That’s when I started to go on trips without telling anyone where I was going except for my best friend. In the beginning everyone freaked out, but then they got used to it. That’s how my bastard husband could explain away my disappearance.”
Rage and hatred filled her, followed quickly by humiliation. She had been a spoiled brat and it had nearly cost her everything. Sydney forced a smile onto her lips and met the two men’s thoughtful gazes. “Let’s just say I’d much rather dance with either of you than with an old geezer pinching my butt.”
“If you need someone to pinch your butt I am first in line.” Jayden’s teasing helped her to calm.
She rested against him as she turned to Miguel. “Why do they call you the Spaniard? What does it mean?”
He shrugged. “I was born on Old Earth.”
She gasped but realized she should have made the connection when he stated his age.
“I grew up in a city called Madrid. When the resources could no longer sustain ourselves we found this new galaxy. Originally there were a number of us. Earth was very, very far away so we began to call ourselves by our nationalities to remember what we’d left behind.” A small smile curved his lips. “We spread far and wide and times weren’t easy. I think there are only a handful of us left. Being the Spaniard became part of me.”
Sydney had a feeling there was far more to this story, but instead of digging deeper she climbed to her feet and put the empty container back into the box. That’s when she noticed the second, smaller container. “What’s this?”
“Open it.” Miguel’s voice turned husky.
Her core throbbed. He only used that voice when he was about to touch her. She opened the lid and sighed when she saw the slice of decadent chocolate fudge cake. “Jade, this looks amazing.”
“I completely agree.”
She turned to Jayden, but he looked at her, not the cake. Sydney laughed. “Why thank you.” She dropped back onto the blanket between the two of them. “But you’ll have to wait. Nothing and no one comes between me and this cake.”
Her men laughed.
She dipped her spoon into the cake, ensuring she had a little bit from every layer. She moaned when it hit her taste buds. The bite of the dark chocolate, the sweet softness of the fudge cake, the sugary hit of the chocolate icing mixed with the whipped cream. It was scrumptious.
Sydney opened her eyes for a second bite and found herself the center of attention of two powerful and hungry men. Miguel looked predatory and even Jayden had a wolfish glint in his eyes. She swallowed and put the spoon down, her body already heating with need. “I believe it’s time to return to the room.”
“Are you sure?” Jayden asked.
“Yes.” She carefully closed the lid on the cake container and put it back into the bag. “I’ll have the rest later.”
Her men jumped to their feet. Within moments everything was put back into the hoverbox. Miguel programmed it and it shot off. “The cake will be in my room waiting for you.”
Her mouth grew dry. Her nipples peaked. She nodded.
Jayden took her hand and led her back. No one said a word. The tension around them increased with every step. The closer they came to the compound, the longer their strides grew. Sydney was just glad she had long legs.
Finally they reached Miguel’s room. He paused in the doorway, inhaling. Rage flashed in his eyes as they entered and he closed the door behind them.
Someone had gained access to his room. The invasion of privacy would rake across a man as dominant as Miguel. Chances were they were being listened to.
She took his hand and raised it to her lips to show him she understood. His black eyes widened, but then he exhaled and the rage settled.
Jayden took her free hand and twirled her around in a quick dance move. She fell into step with him.
“The two of you are far too serious.” He winked at her. “I know this is not what you had wanted, Sydney, but Miguel and myself will do everything in our power to persuade you that it is the best possible solution.” He had also scented the intruder and had gone back to the script.
“How will this persuasion progress?”
“First I’ll—”
“First Jayden will undress you until you have nothing to hide you from our eyes,” Miguel interrupted. His voice had taken on another layer of huskiness that stroked across her senses and made her shiver.
And she wasn’t the only one.
Jayden’s cock hardened and pressed against the front of his trousers.
“Then you will suck his cock while I eat you.”
Sydney felt her pussy growing moist, her essence dampening her channel, preparing it for the invasion she knew would finally come. Up until now she had been unable to reciprocate. She licked her lips.
Both men focused on her.
“At the same time I’ll fuck you with your new favorite toy.”
The image he painted hardened her nipples. She suddenly felt his hands around her wrists despite the fact that he was standing at least three feet away.
His grip tightened. Her clit throbbed. Telekinesis. Interesting.
“After we brought you a few times and you’ve taken t
he edge off for Jayden we’ll get to the really fun part.”
She panted, staring at him, waiting for the final description.
He remained silent, only stared at her, his eyes blazing. If fire could burn black his eyes would be it.
She rubbed her thighs together and growled when she realized he wasn’t going to paint that final picture. “Bastard.”
Jayden laughed and unzipped her jacket. Miguel smiled.
Her heart nearly stopped. For a second he allowed genuine feelings to shimmer across his face. He was already a breathtakingly handsome man, but when he smiled he made her knees weak. She wanted to tell him, but with the possible listener she didn’t want to share any emotional connections.
Sydney stared at the floor. Emotional connections? To her kidnapper? Jade, she was in far deeper trouble than she had ever imagined, but right now she saw no way out. All she could do was to protect her heart as much as she could and desperately try to find her sanity or common sense again.
Jayden had unzipped her trousers and now tugged them down her legs. She stepped out and was about to pull her shirt up when he nipped her stomach. “None of that. You heard him. I’m supposed to undress you.”
She raised her brows but then cupped the cheek of the man kneeling at her feet. Her stupid insane heart beat as much for him as it did for the mysterious Spaniard standing a few feet away, watching, always watching, his hands on his waist, looking even bigger than he was.
Jayden tugged down the serviceable underwear leaving her only in her tight white undershirt. He kissed her just above her patch of curls. She thrust her hands into the heavy silk of his hair.
“Jayden, I don’t believe I said anything about you going down on her. If I remember correctly she was about to suck you.”
Jayden groaned, his breath stroking over the sensitive peak of her clit. She moaned and tightened her grip in his hair.
He blew on her again. “I’d like to think of your instructions more as guidelines than actual rules.” Humor sparked in his hazel eyes.
Sydney laughed, but her laugh turned to a moan when Jayden propped her leg over his shoulder and licked her from one end to the other. Her lids dropped shut and her head fell back.
Suddenly Miguel was beside them. He thrust one hand into Jayden’s hair and pressed him against her cunt. “This was your idea. You have two minutes to bring her.”
She quivered. His voice made her wetter. The way he controlled Jayden weakened her knee, making her wobble.
Jayden cupped her bottom to hold her steady and thrust his tongue inside her like a wet muscular cock. He fingered her ass at the same time. She flew higher, the wave of desire dragging her along, but it wasn’t quite enough.
He knew. He pushed his hand under her shirt until he held one nipple between two fingers. Jayden sucked her clit as he squeezed her tender peak and the wave crested, leaving her in turmoil, unable to catch her breath, unable to steady herself. All that kept her upright were Jayden’s hand on her butt and her fingers in his hair.
“Now. Shall we begin?”
Sydney stared up at Miguel, intermittent shudders running through her body. Jayden gave her one last kiss before rising to his feet and pulling her against his chest. She leaned against him desperately trying to gather her wits again. She had no idea how the two men managed to blow her mind so easily.
“Yes, let’s begin. I believe sucking my cock was next on the agenda.” Before she could respond Jayden pulled off her shirt and swung her into his arms. Arms so thick both her hands couldn’t wrap around them. Arms that had no difficulties lifting and holding her.
He paused beside the bed and kissed her. She tasted herself, but his flavor took over and sank into her. His heat, his strength surrounded her. Passion, so recently stilled, blazed to life as if she hadn’t had fulfillment in ages. “Let’s get you comfortable.” She was relieved to see him struggle to breathe as much as she did.
Jayden laid her back on the bed and looked toward Miguel, who nodded. Jayden’s expression tightened and he yanked off his jacket and shirt. Sydney’s mouth watered at the eight-pack he presented her with. He looked delicious. All strength, maleness and drive. A slight sheen of sweat made his pale skin gleam. A sprinkling of auburn hair covered his broad chest and narrowed into a thin line that disappeared into his trousers. He struggled to get his trousers open over his hard penis, but finally managed to pull the rest of his garments off.
A low moan escaped her. His cock was long and hard and flushed with passion. A little drop of pre-come sat at the tip and she wanted nothing more than to lick it away.
No time like the present. Sydney scrambled onto all fours and slid across the bed to grab his cock. Jayden hissed as she licked over the head. His taste exploded through her, tightening her insides and making her wetter.
She wrapped one hand around the base and licked up and down the substantial rest of him before she opened her lips and sucked. Jayden thrust his hands into her hair. As short as it was he didn’t have a lot to grip. The sting of pain tightened her core.
Sydney relaxed her jaw and breathed through her nose, going down on him as far as she could, savoring his growling response as he bumped into the back of her throat as well as the pleasure she derived. She sucked and swallowed, working hard to keep her jaw relaxed and her teeth away from him.
Suddenly there was another hand on her neck. She pulled back slowly, caressing Jayden’s cock with her lips and tongue as she released him and looked into Miguel’s blazing eyes. “As much as I enjoy watching you, you need to change position.” He took her hand and guided her to the center of the bed.
She lay back and watched her two men.
Jayden stood beside the bed, his hand slowly stroking up and down his cock. Her mouth watered and she couldn’t wait until she would be able to suck his member again.
Miguel undressed. Her heart stopped. Jayden was the rocky mountain, the massive boulder that would protect her. Miguel was the sleek jungle cat, the stealthy predator who never gave anything away.
Every muscle on his body was taut and toned. His tanned skin stretched across acres and acres of muscles and no hair distracted from the gleaming skin. She swallowed when he undid his trousers and pushed them off. His dick rose, surrounded by black hair that matched his head. It stretched forward, pointing at her as if it knew where she was.
Sydney wasn’t sure how much more she could stand. The two men, naked, highly aroused, side by side were more than any woman would be able to cope with. She wasn’t quite sure if she was ready for what the two of them had in store for her, but she would do her damndest trying.
Miguel’s heart pounded in his chest. He was always in control. His composure, his determination never wavered or heated his blood enough to pound through his veins.
Until he met Sydney Radnall. Aside from the fact that he should be focused on his mission, he should not be shaking with need, with desire to touch and lick. And he definitely shouldn’t be doing any of this in front of a man he wasn’t sure he could trust.
He mentally shrugged. Nothing to be done about it now but move forward.
He met Jayden’s hazel gaze and forced himself not to look down and watch the other man stroke his cock. He wanted to be the one teasing and touching that hard piece of flesh, but it wasn’t time yet. Instead he raised his eyebrow and gestured at Sydney.
Jayden’s grin grew razor sharp. The other man climbed onto the bed and devoured Sydney in a kiss so fiery Miguel felt the heat from where he stood. He couldn’t understand why no red haze clouded his eyes, why no jealousy funneled through him combined with the need to pound the other man into pieces.
Instead he looked forward to seeing Sydney suck his cock.
Miguel mentally shook his head and pushed that worrying thought aside. He opened the lid of his toy chest and pulled out the anal wand they’d used yesterday as well as lube.
Sydney’s eyes widened.
He smiled and stroked a finger up and down the wand, curling around t
he biggest bead at the base.
Two bands of red covered her cheeks. Her ocean-blue eyes took on a fevered glint.
Miguel strode over to the bed and set the toy at the foot end.
Jayden knelt beside her and kissed her before swinging his leg over her body until he straddled her. He kept his weight on his knees and altered his position until his hard cock bumped her lips. He adjusted the bed so she had support and could suck without trouble.
Miguel settled between Sydney’s ankles. She moaned when he curled his hand around one, shifted her legs and made room for himself. He stroked down Jayden’s spine, enjoying the feel of strength and muscle beneath his calloused hand. The other Vampire arched his back like a cat.
Miguel kissed Jayden’s shoulder before stretching out on his stomach and lifting Sydney’s legs over his shoulders. Her beautiful juicy pussy was right before him, her scent enough to drive him crazy. Her taste drove him to the brink in seconds. He licked her from her opening to her clit and back again.
She whimpered, her moans somewhat suppressed by the big dick between her lips.
He settled in to savor her beauty. He rubbed his tongue over her opening, teased her entrance and stroked his fingertip along her inner lips. Then he gently pinched them including her clit between two fingers.
Her hips jerked and she shivered as he tugged and tweaked the flesh. Intermittently he would release her and tap the tip of his tongue against her highly sensitive bundle of nerves. Within minutes she dug the heels of her feet into his back and bucked against his touch.
Miguel continued to rub and stroke her inner and outer lips while taunting her clit. “Come for me, Sydney. You too, Jayden.” He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked.
She exploded with a scream. He continued to suck, extending her climax until the vibration slowed down.
Jayden’s movements grew more forceful until he arched his back with a deep growl. He fell forward but caught himself before he slumped over Sydney. Panting, he pulled back and fell onto the bed beside them.
Miguel lifted her legs off his shoulders and knelt between them. With quick hands he prepared her anus and then pushed the first two beads of the wand inside her. With his other hand he circled her bundle of nerves and put pressure on the spot just above it, the one she loved.
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