She imagined him demanding a taste.
“Yes. Please, my warrior angel.”
Eve moved her hand down to her mound and began fingering where Kro’s mouth would go. His fleshy, damp tongue against her clit sent a battalion of trembles to every part of her body.
She watched as her red bloodline energy shot out of her. Willing it to wrap around the two men, her body sparked to life.
Their lips covered every inch of her skin. Nash ended his kissing journey by taking possession of her mouth with his. Kro licked her into a state of frenzy. God, she wanted to lose herself to them. To trust. To believe.
“It’s not fair,” she said aloud.
The two turned to her with eyes showing immense craving.
“You get to taste me. I want to taste you, too.”
The images nodded. Eve brought up her hand to her mouth, forming her fingers and thumb into a makeshift shaft. She sucked hard, pretending that the thing was the tip of Nash’s hard cock. In her mind, she crawled up between Kro’s legs. Her other hand became his erect dick. She dove down like a starving woman, tasting his flesh. She worked them over, back and forth. When one got close, she’d switch to the other hunk.
Nash threaded his hands through her hair. She imagined him saying how great she was doing. The ache exploded inside her. She needed them to triple again. This time, she would be able to surrender to them.
“Take me, Sir.”
Kro cupped her breasts and began gently massaging them. Eve continued sucking on him while Nash licked her backside’s rosebud. The men had her pussy dripping with desire.
When Nash replaced his tongue with his dick, she could feel his body tense, as if to say he didn’t want to hurt her. Sparks of red burst around and inside her.
One of her hands dove to her ass, a stand-in for Nash’s cock. The other went deep into her pussy, Krono’s understudy. The water splashed onto the floor as she thrashed against their double penetration into her.
Eve let out a cry of pleasure, as she imagined the men jackhammering her into submission.
Nash’s words drifted back into her mind. “Open up to us. Surrender to me.”
Their thrusts synchronized perfectly together with her inner spasms. Nash’s green smoke circled around her, warming her inside and out. Kro’s blue light wrapped her entire body in an electric charge. She brought her own red power out, making it interlace with the smoke and light. As their energies twisted together, Eve felt them all merge into a single sphere. Nothing could break such a bond. Quakes of desire grew inside her.
“Yes! God, y-yesss!” Her fingers’ strokes at her front and back tore into her, sending her higher and higher.
Kro cried out, as his hot gush shot deep inside her. Nash continued pummeling her from behind then suddenly pulled her hair back, as his own white liquid filled her up.
“I surrender! I open up to you!” Her breath locked up in her throat as her own orgasm mingled with theirs. She let out one final yell at the moment she reached the zenith of her own satisfaction.
Eve opened her eyes as her spinning climax slowed. Red fire danced on the water’s surface—her bloodline power. She grinned, and then realized she wasn’t alone. A shadowy figure stood just out of sight from the light.
Oh no!
Chapter 12
The image of Eve screaming pierced Nash’s thoughts. Avoiding the Ranch’s magical defenses, he transported to her in a flash of smoke, daggers drawn, wishing Kronos were back from Zone Three. The angel had gone there to get some of Eve’s clothes she’d left behind in her hasty escape.
When Nash found her in a bathtub naked, with her eyes closed and masturbating, his muscles relaxed—but his cock hardened.
What he saw next astounded him. Red energy poured out of her like a powerful geyser. Had she learned to control it so soon? God, Eve amazed him.
She got to him in ways he couldn’t explain. He’d tried to convince David that the real reason he’d taken Eve for himself had been concern for his reports. Not true. Nash wanted her like no other before. He couldn’t get enough of her. Now, watching her pleasure herself, his familiar control failed him. He couldn’t let her go. Kronos wasn’t the first angel he would’ve picked to share her, but Eve wanted him. That was clear. So be it. Besides, Kronos seemed as locked in to her as he was, and Nash had grown to respect him.
As much as her steamy self-pleasuring made him want to couple with her, he must stay focused on getting her to bind to him and Kronos. Now that he knew she was safe, best to leave.
Her eyes widened. “Who are you?”
Too late.
“Little one, it’s me.” He stepped forward so she could see him more clearly.
Her face flushed. “I need a towel.”
“I don’t think so. You sure put on a great show.”
“For a peeping tom. Are you going to hand me a towel from that shelf or not.”
“See, you do need me. If you had planned correctly, you would’ve placed a towel within reach before entering the tub.”
She stuck out her tongue. His dick jumped up and saluted. The red energy licking at his legs unleashed his desire. No holding back now.
“Keep that up, and your backside will burn from my hand.”
“Big words, mister,” she teased, then her tone turned serious. “Tell me about Gwyneth.”
“What do you want to know?” He wasn’t fond of digging up those old memories.
Eve’s gaze implored that he do just that. “Brooke heard that she died.”
“Yes. A long time ago. She’s actually an ancestor of yours and Micki’s.”
“Did you love her?” She lowered her stare to her knees poking out of the water.
“I felt responsible for her, but I’m not sure I’d call that love.”
She sat up and the water dripped off her round, luscious breasts. “She died. How did that make you feel?”
“Are you a psychologist all of a sudden?” He didn’t like this line of probing.
“Doesn’t take a genius to know you’re avoiding my question. Perhaps you feel a bit guilty for her death?”
She’d hit the crux of the weight he’d carried for so long. He should’ve protected her, should’ve been there. He wouldn’t make the same mistake with Eve. She meant much more to him than just a ward to protect. She’d ensnared him, body and soul.
“I’ve got a better idea for this session, little one.” The idea of joining her in the tub tugged hard at him, and it took every ounce of self-control not to jump into the water. “You’d like my type of therapy, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Eve had an appetite for sex that he would love to feed until she could barely walk.
“Stand up,” he ordered. He wanted to see more of her.
She tilted her head then smiled. Sending him a mocking salute, she stood, leaving only her feet, ankles, and legs up to the bottom of her knees submerged in the water. Nash didn’t hide his wandering gaze from her.
He must make Eve understand that every inch of her was his to enjoy with his hands, mouth… and eyes.
Her chest heaved, and Nash let his stare linger there. Her nipples jutted out as the air hit her water-soaked skin. A surge of lust pounded through his veins like a steam engine.
“Put your hands behind you, and pull your shoulders back.”
She nodded and complied, which caused her breasts to become more prominent. Her instant submission pleased him and loaded his balls up tight.
“Spread your legs, sweet girl.”
Again, she obeyed. Her pussy’s fine hairs glistened from a mix of bathwater and Eve’s slickness from her recent arousal. Primal urges stormed through his blood like an invading army of berserkers.
He could’ve spelled his attire away, but he wanted her to watch him undress without magic. He knew it would heighten her excitement.
He took off his clothing one article at a time, hoping to lengthen and expand her cravings. Inching along, he watched her pupils dilat
e as he removed each piece. Tossing them to the corner, he noticed her shivering.
“Get back in the warm water, Eve.”
“Yes, Sir.”
As she slipped back down below the surface, Nash walked to the edge of the tub.
His cock throbbed from his craze for her. “Same rules. You cannot come, unless I say so. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Her red energy vibrated through him. “Suck my dick.”
She sat up and grabbed it, circling her fingers around his shaft. Her tongue flicked his tip, sending a spark of lust down his spine. She’d overstepped his instructions by using her hands, and now she needed to understand that there was only one driver—and that the driver wasn’t her.
He cupped her chin. “Eve, what did I tell you to do?”
“To suck your dick, Sir.” Her tone revealed a mix of sexual longing and confusion.
“Did I say you could use your hand?”
She frowned like a naughty child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. The picture thrilled him.
“No, Sir.” Her hand left his cock.
“You just earned some slaps of my hand to your cute, little ass. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir!” The red light pulsed in the room like a high-powered beacon. No wonder David wanted her to bind with Alliance loyalists. If the Dark got wind—
Eve swallowed his dick in a single thrust, jerking him from his thoughts. His mind had wandered. So not like him. With Eve, his normal didn’t seem to want to stick around.
“Slower. That’s it. Perfect.”
Her head bobbed rhythmically up and down his entire length. Lust locked down hard inside his gut.
“Send your hand down to your pussy, Eve.”
She shivered, not from a chill this time, but from her juiced up libido. With one hand, she gripped the side of the tub, steadying herself, and the other she sent down to her cunt like a torpedo. When it hit its target, she moaned, and her lips vibrated on his cock. A column of heat blasted through him down to his balls.
“That’s it, little one. Perfect. Aren’t you tired of having to try so hard?”
With his dick still in her mouth, she looked up at him, questioning.
“Once you surrender to me, you won’t have to anymore. I want to make your life easy. No more worries. You can leave all that to me.”
Her hazel eyes softened, lashing fluttering.
“Keep sucking, sweet girl. You’re not done. You haven’t really surrendered yet. But you will.”
Her mouth worked him up to near climax, but he wanted to have her another way. “Stop. Release my dick.”
Her lips reluctantly left his shaft.
“Stand up.” The need to taste her right then drove him to the brink of insanity.
Eve jumped to her feet, shivering this time, not from cold, but from inner heat.
“Good girl. What are my rules?”
“No talking or coming unless given permission, Sir.”
“You’re learning. Those walls will come down if I have to chip away at each and every brick inside of you one at a time.” He went to his knees.
He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. Her lusty scent filled his senses and electricity jumped into his cock. Eve made him feel more deeply than he thought possible. Touching her, breathing her, tasting her, blended into a recipe for pure rapture. Never had he treasured anything or anyone more. He couldn’t let the next few nights be the only ones left between them. He wanted her for always.
Slipping his tongue between her slick folds, her slickness coated his tongue and detonated his taste buds like a wild fire.
He looked up at Eve. She closed her eyes and licked her lips. The sight caused a frenzy of sparks over his skin. Thrusting deep into her, over and over, he thirsted for more of her cream. He could feel her vibrating against his lips.
Each time he sensed her next to the edge of an orgasm, he backed off. As she floated to a more relaxed place, he dined on her delectable juices. To the edge, floating down, and back up—he wanted her to be mad with need. Over and over he continued the process, leading her to the edge, then pulling back.
Nash took her swollen clit into his mouth and slid a finger into her wet channel. He felt her clamp around his digit like a vise.
The water started to steam from her red power. His own green smoke swirled around him. Not possible with a coupling, but he couldn’t deny what he saw. He doubted that they would be able to bind together without Kronos. Still, he might get her to let go of her fears and grab onto trusting him.
Keeping his finger channeling into her pussy, he released her clit from his mouth hold.
“Open up to me, Eve. You can do it.” He sent a hot blast of his breath over her mound then covered her clit with a kiss.
He added another finger into her slick tunnel and felt the room heat up. He released his own green energy. If she could feel his power and surrender to him now, then when they did triple again with Kronos it would be a snap to bind together.
“Say it, Eve. Tell me you surrender.”
Her insides constricted around his fingers. Nash knew how close she had to be, but still she didn’t say it.
“Two words, Eve. Then I let you come.”
“I...”
Her closed lids fluttered, revealing her internal struggle. He dove back down on her clit.
Eve, just say it.
I want to, but…
A shock rolled through him. He had heard her thoughts, and she had heard his. He didn’t know that was possible.
Little one, you can do it. I know you can.
The red power shot in every direction as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I want to, Sir. But I can’t without Kro. I need you both.”
The room’s temperature shot up fifteen degrees in a split second. She’d gotten so close, but he couldn’t let her suffer any more. She’d find a way with their next tripling with Kronos, he’d make sure of it. Once bound together, she would be his.
He looked down at Eve, his future. “Go ahead, little one. You can come.”
The red spun like a whirlwind around Eve, shaking her body. He felt her convulsing on his fingers inside her. Tighten. Release. Tighten. Release. This went on for a full fifteen minutes.
He looked up at Eve. Her slackened mouth, wet red hair, and tilted head thrilled him. No one could be more beautiful.
He climbed into the tub. The water felt hot, heated up from her red light, no doubt. He drew her in close to his chest. She trembled against him.
He waved his hand and several towels floated over.
“You wanted a towel.”
She laughed, sounding a bit amused but more guilty. “Nash, I’m so sorry.”
“Shh… It’s okay, sweet girl. We couldn’t have completed a binding without Kronos anyway.”
“I thought that, but I know you’re trying to get me to open up. I want to. I really do.”
“What’s holding you back?”
Her eyes brimmed with tears. “I don’t really know. Maybe it’s because I don’t know much about you.”
He recognized her sidestepping again. Familiar habits, no doubt. Such pain. What could’ve created such a hard shell around her?
He cupped her chin. “You already know how badly I want to possess you and how I will do whatever it takes to protect you. What else do you need to know to surrender to me and Kronos?”
“I’m trying, Nash.” She shivered again. “I just don’t know if I even know how to surrender…everything.”
Chapter 13
Eve sat in Brooke’s suite sipping tea and eating cookies. She’d come to enjoy the woman’s company more and more over the past few visits. Her body needed these brief respites from the constant lovemaking of Nash and Kronos, and chatting with Brooke came easily enough.
“So, how’s it going?” Brooke asked.
Eve frowned. David was due back tomorrow. “Not good.”
“Damn. I wonder what they’re doing wrong.”
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p; They’re not doing anything wrong. I am.
Something deep inside her would not let go, no matter how many sexual strategies Nash and Kronos used to crack her open and free her for them to claim. Nothing worked.
She’d even said the words “I surrender” and thought she meant it but zilch, nada, zero.
There was a knock at the door, and Brooke jumped up to answer it.
Eve had just left Nash and Kro. They couldn’t expect her to go back so soon. She wanted a bath and a quick nap. Then she could let her two hunks take her every which way and then some. That is until David shows up and ends my last fragments of happiness.
“Get in here, you.” Brooke motioned the new arrival inside.
Eve stood up and offered her hand to her cousin.“Hey, Micki.”
“Just a handshake? No way. You’re my only relative left in the world.”
Micki circled her arms tight around her.
Eve didn’t squeeze her back, but she also didn’t push her away. The hug seemed genuine, and she liked her cousin’s openness.
“Micki, you’re wrong.” Brooke patted her stomach. “This little one is also family to you. And even though we aren’t blood, I think I should be counted in that category.”
Micki laughed and turned back to Brooke, pulling her in for a hug. “You are like a sister to me, Brooke. I can’t wait to be an aunt. How are you feeling? Any morning sickness?”
Brooke grinned. “Let’s not talk about mornings.” Her tone turned sarcastic. “I’m great. Under the Alliance’s protection, how else would I be?”
“I know it must be frustrating, but it is necessary. The Dark attacked an Alliance stronghold outside Denver yesterday.”
“Oh, no. What happened?”
“A bunch of soldiers got sliced to ribbons and a bloodliner named Leah was taken.”
Eve’s gut clenched. She remembered the woman from the basement. “Why hasn’t anyone told us?”
“Cuz, you’ll learn these immortal men think withholding bad news somehow protects us. I still have to remind Jared and Bradley that isn’t true.”
“God, what could the darklings be doing to that poor girl?” Brooke’s face tightened. “I wish I could send those assholes to the Ether myself.”
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