Hearts Enchained

by DJ Michaels

  “No, we don’t grow hair anywhere but on our head.” Kae shrugged. “It’s an Enforcer characteristic.”

  “Like the mane that comes in an array of crazy colors?”

  “Among other things.”

  Using her palms, she squeezed her way up his shaft. “What other things?”

  “Our size and strength. Our heightened senses.” He arched, gasped and babbled. “Our ability to heal, to talk to our dragons, to…ahh fuck that’s good.”

  She had both hands wrapped around him, fisting him in short, tight pulses as she worked her way to the top of his cock. Bending down, she licked at the head. Using the tip of her tongue, she circled the bumps that ran in a ring around where the flange would be on a human penis.

  “What are these things?” She licked. “It’s like someone’s sewn a string of pearls under your skin.”

  “It’s the rim,” he panted. “The rim of my cock and if you don’t take it in your mouth and suck it I’m going to explode in frustration.”

  Moving down to the base, she flattened her tongue and stroked all the way up his long, fat length. Three times, just so he knew who was boss. Then she guided him into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the smooth, tight head before sucking him into her wet heat.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

  She took him deeper and his hands shot out, tunneling into her hair. Kae squeezed his fists but to his credit he didn’t pull head one way or the other. Drawing him deep, she lifted up, sucking until her cheeks hollowed before sliding down again. His cock wept and his precum was sweet and clear on her tongue. He tasted good and she wondered if that flavor would change when he came. She had a feeling she wouldn’t find out tonight but it was an idea to tuck away for another time.

  Then all thoughts of Kae disappeared when she felt Jax’s big, calloused hands on her butt cheeks. Circling. Kneading. Warming her up.

  Her rhythm faltered.

  “Ignore him,” Kae said. “Just focus on me. My cock. My pleasure. You feel so good, Sorcha. Your mouth is perfect, so hot and sexy. You look beautiful on your knees with your mouth wrapped around me.”

  She did her best to stay on task but Jax was circling her hole, his rough finger slick with lube. He bit her ass hard enough to elicit a muffled squeak and in that moment of surprise he pressed in, breaching her tight ring of muscle.

  It didn’t hurt exactly but it felt weird. Uncomfortable. She pulled her mouth away from Kae.

  “Maybe this isn’t a good idea,” she said. “Maybe we should wait a bit longer.”

  Jax leaned over her, bracketing her with his body and sliding his finger in to the second knuckle. “We won’t hurt you, I promise.” He slid his finger out, then in again. “This gel has a muscle relaxant in it and it will help you stretch enough to take me.” Another pump. “You’ll still feel everything. The burn, the stretch, the exquisite flare when all those nerve endings come to life. But it won’t hurt.” He pressed in again, this time with two fingers. “Five minutes. Just give me five minutes and if you don’t like it I’ll stop.”

  Bastard, using her own strategy against her. “If it hurts, you are both dead men.”

  Jax laughed and kept up his easy rhythm. All of a sudden Sorcha began to understand what he meant about the burn. And the tingle. It felt strange but pleasureable, the sensation quickly building from nice, to good, to something stronger and more urgent.

  Kae leaned down to tug on her hair. “Come up here, kitten. Let me hold you.”

  It was an awkward shuffle of limbs to get herself up the bed to straddle Kae’s hips while Jax loomed over her, his fingers still in her ass. As soon as she was in position Jax planted a hand between her shoulders and pressed her into Kae’s chest.

  Just as she was beginning to get used to the strange sensation of Jax’s fingers in her ass, just as she was beginning to think that maybe she’d be able to take it for five minutes, he inserted another finger. He pushed in and the full feeling consumed her body, flooding over her in a wave of helplessness. Her skin grew too tight for her body and Jax’s gentle thrusts pushed all the air out of her lungs. She sprawled over Kae’s body, ass up, and panted like she’d just run a marathon.

  Kae rubbed her arms and sifted his fingers through her hair, murmuring all kinds of reassurances that she didn’t believe. But she could hear the smile in his voice, the ass-hat, and she swore to herself that she would make both of them pay for this. Eventually. When she could function again.

  Easing her a little higher on his body, Kae guided her lips to his. He nipped, nibbled and licked his way from one side of her mouth to the other, sucking at her lips and darting his tongue into her mouth. He kept at her until the overwhelming sensations Jax had caused started to ease and Sorcha began to relax a little. Jax’s invasion had warmed to a pleasant burn and Kae’s mouth was proving a fine distraction, his lips and tongue sparking her desire back to life.

  “I need you, love,” he whispered into her mouth. “Take me inside you.”

  Jax removed his fingers and perversely she felt the loss. The empty ache caught her by surprise and she grasped Kae’s cock, desperate to be filled once again. His strong hands gripped her waist and he lifted her until she positioned him at her entrance, hovering just outside where she needed him most. “Kae, please.”

  He waited until she dragged her eyes up to meet his bright gold gaze. “Don’t look away. Keep your eyes on me.”

  And then he lowered her. Slowly. His hips rocking up in small pulses as he eased her onto his cock in a drawn-out, exquisite glide. She was hot, wet and so achy she wanted to tear at him to make him hurry. But she did nothing more than sink her nails into his chest, hanging on and trusting him to make it good. By the time he was deeply seated in her the full feeling was back and when Jax pressed her down again she knew she wouldn’t be able to take them both.

  Kae must have seen the denial in her eyes because he smashed his mouth to hers and plundered her mouth, ravaging her with a savagery that she met without thinking. Then she felt his hand on her clit, rubbing and circling with perfect pressure.

  He tore his mouth away but kept his fingers in motion. “Eyes on me.”

  She stared into his hot gaze, almost bursting from the sensations of his cock buried deep and his fingers playing her clit. Jax’s hands spreading her butt cheeks and his cock prodding her ass only registered as vague sensations on her peripheral senses.

  Then Jax pushed. His huge, hard cock seeking entry into a place that was never designed to take something that big. He was going to break her. They were both going to split her open.

  His calloused hands stroked her back. “You’re doing so well, kitten. You look so beautiful laid out on Kae, his cock high and deep in your core. Just relax, let me in. I want to be high and deep in you as well.”

  Just when she thought she couldn’t bear it, he forced his way past the ring of resistant muscles and the burn went from uncomfortable to something dark and exotic. As Jax eased in, Kae withdrew and the sensation of them both moving inside her stole the breath from her lungs. Her body hummed with arousal, surrounded by the muscled heat of their bodies and filled with the evidence of their desire for her. Their alternating rhythm fused into an endless glide of exquisite pleasure that was so intense it bordered on pain. Having them pump in and out of her body, knowing they were rubbing up against each other as they fucked her turned on her mind as much as her body. She was full with them, her body and her heart, and suddenly the slow glide wasn’t enough.

  “More. I need it harder.”

  Jax swore. “Don’t say it unless you mean it. I’m barely hanging on as it is.”

  “I mean it.” She tried to move her hips but her men held her like a vise. “Please, I can’t…I need…just, harder, I need it harder.”

  Kae released her hips and pushed her knees out so wide she was balanced entirely on his cock. Jax plastered his chest to her back and drove her down, squashing her between them as her breasts mashed against Kae’s chest.


  She managed one shaky breath before they started and after that first thrust she didn’t think she breathed at all. They plowed into her, fucking hard and fast in a wild abandon that shattered her control. Mindless, Sorcha writhed between them, moaning, panting, urging them on. She scratched and bit and when her men bit her back she came in a long wail of shattering torment. The orgasm seized her, throwing her over the abyss, forcing pleasure into every cell of her body before exploding into bright, pointy shards of delight. Her world went black then white, then a shower of color rocketed behind her closed eyelids.

  She was still riding the high when she felt Kae jerk underneath her, his cock spilling into her in a hot, fast torrent. He was still coming when Jax shouted, his big hands clamping on Kae’s shoulder as he emptied himself into Sorcha’s body. She closed her eyes and focused on their cocks pulsing inside her, feeling every squeeze, every jet of desire as they came for her. She absorbed their love, their seed and their tremors as the erotic tension began to ease.

  Racing hearts slowed and breathing evened out. Eventually Jax came back to himself enough to ease out of her ass and slide in an exhausted heap next to Kae.

  He rubbed the back of his hand down her ribs. “How did I do with my five minutes?”

  Stretching out her hand to rest on his chest, she gave a grunt of amusement. “Pretty good. I think you’ve earned some additional time.”

  Kae wrapped his arm around her waist. “The next five minutes is mine. I want to be in your ass next time.”

  “You might have to give me some recovery time. Maybe we should take turns at being in the middle.”

  Jax wrapped his hand around hers and brought her fingers to his lips. “Great idea. I suspect you’re going to be the brains of this outfit.”

  She snorted. “You’ll only let me be the brains if I don’t disagree with any of your imperious decrees.”

  He nipped her palm. “Glad to see you’ve adapted so quickly.”

  A stinging retort was on the tip of her tongue but at that moment Kae grabbed her ass and squeezed. “No more ball breaking. We need to get you into the bath or you’ll be too sore to walk, let alone do anything more interesting.” He flopped back onto the bed and lifted his arms above his head. “But I require some kisses for motivation. Both of you at the same time should work.”

  Sorcha wasn’t sure about the mechanics of the three-way kiss but she was willing to try. As she climbed Kae’s body Jax rolled up onto one elbow and they met in an uncoordinated mash of lips and tongues. It was messy fun and her heart burst open with a joy so intense she never even dreamed it was possible.

  These men were hers and she was theirs. She had a place now with her husbands and their dragons, and in time she would have an extended family of sisters and their husbands. Boston seemed a long way away and for the first time since she’d been taken from her home she didn’t mind the distance.

  Chapter Twenty

  The next week passed in a blur of busy activity for Sorcha. Kae and Jax had decided the den needed renovating to accommodate their living conditions so a bigger bed was brought in and an entire wall knocked down. The second bedroom was split in half with one side providing a dressing room with enough closet space for six people and the other side designated as her personal space. It now boasted a very feminine desk, new curtains, a plush couch and chair perfect for reading.

  Seamstresses and tailors had come and gone. After some fast talking and inexpert diagrams Sorcha had arranged for her new wardrobe to be supplemented with trousers, tunics, and bra and panty sets. She didn’t like wearing corsets but her boobs weren’t perky enough to go without support so she was counting on the den’s clothiers to come up with something she could live with.

  Amidst the upheaval she managed to have several meetings with her friends. The get-togethers were part catch-up and part wedding planning. Chelsea had recently organized her own wedding so she was chock-full of ideas and once she brought the dragon factor to Sorcha’s attention, things went very smoothly indeed.

  For all their arrogance the blacks were great allies. Sorcha only had to mention to Tengale or Jaysada that she wanted something and it magically appeared, either by dragonet express or hand-delivered by someone living in the den. She tried not to let the ability to imperiously command go to her head but it wasn’t easy.

  And then there were the nights—or just as often the mornings and afternoons—when she and her men were alone and naked. Every encounter was more dazzling than the last and every day she fell more and more in love with them. When the three of them were together her world was so perfect she never wanted to leave the bed. And to her delight Kae and Jax felt the same way.

  Two days before her wedding she kissed her men goodbye and sent them off to battle training. She indulged in a long, scented soak in the bath and mentally fine-tuned her checklists. When she emerged she dressed in her new silk trousers and tunic and pulled her hair up into a messy bun. Strolling out of the bedroom, she headed to the dining area to see what Jax and Kae had arranged for her breakfast.

  A covered dish sat on the table waiting for her and with happy anticipation she lifted the lid.

  The snake coiled on the warming plate struck at her so quickly she didn’t have time to jump away. She bashed at it with the silver dome in her hand more out of reflex than for effect but it was enough to startle the snake into releasing her. It fell to the floor in an evil, slithery plop and Sorcha scrambled up on the table before the snake could prepare itself for a second strike.

  Tengale, Jaysada, there’s a snake in the den, she said.

  Jaysada answered her straight away, her voice smooth and calm. What kind of snake was it and did it bite you?

  Yes, it bit me on the hand. It didn’t look very big, maybe as long as my arm from shoulder to wrist. It was a dull, dirty brown color.

  That’s helpful information, pet. I’m sending some dragonets to look after you. One of them will have medicine for you to drink and another will have a poultice for your wound. Sometimes the venom can make you drowsy, so you need to see to yourself as soon as possible. Keep the link open. Talk to me for as long as you can.

  A series of mid-air sparks and pops announced the arrival of the dragonets. Three flew off around the room, searching in, around and under furniture in what Sorcha assumed was a hunt for the snake.

  She wasn’t sure how scared she should be. Jaysada sounded perfectly calm but the dragonets had arrived pretty quickly and they were clearly on a mission. Her wound burned and throbbed and her head was tightening in what she knew was going to be a mother of a headache.

  Another two dragonets popped into view, their jewel-colored bodies bright in the morning sun. They hovered close to her, one a sunset orange and the other the bright turquoise of a Mediterranean sea. She recognized the blue as the dragonet who had led her to Tengale and Jaysada after her first disastrous night with her men.

  “Xexyl?”

  He chirruped at her, bobbing his sea-horsy head up and down before tilting his body and dropping a glass vial into her lap.

  Jaysada, I’ve got some nasty-looking orange stuff in a glass vial. Is that the medicine?

  Yes, pet. Drink it down as quickly as you can.

  She uncorked it and the smell nearly knocked her over, the fumes churning her already unsteady stomach. Jaysada still sounded calm but Sorcha was feeling sick enough to be scared. She pinched her nose and poured the viscous, nasty concoction down her throat. Then she prayed she wouldn’t throw it back up.

  Lie down now, pet, Jaysada said. Let Xexyl and Skalah poultice your wound.

  Sorcha’s head spun like a ride at Disneyland and lying down seemed a good option. Her skin felt dry and papery and the sweat that trickled down her spine made her itch in all the wrong places. Curling herself into a ball on the dining table, she thrust out her snake-bitten hand and left it to the dragonets’ tender care. The ache in her body had started to grow into something harder to ignore and she felt so heavy she couldn’t have lifted he
r head if she tried. Allowing her weighted eyelids to slide closed, she let the darkness take her.

  Kae almost got himself decapitated when Jaysada jerked to a halt mid-air. They were in the middle of a dangerous and complex air manuever when she halted and if Rowan’s reflexes hadn’t been quick Kae’s lovers would have been planning a funeral not a wedding.

  He was about to take Jaysada to task when she said three words that brought his entire world to a standstill.

  Sorcha’s in trouble.

  He had a moment of blind panic and he couldn’t see or hear or think. But when Jaysada pulled out of formation, the sudden movement brought Kae back to the here and now. He didn’t bother signaling to the others because the dragons all talked to each other and they in turn talked to their riders. With a twist of their bodies ten blacks separated themselves from the battle group and headed back to the den as fast as they could fly. The cadre of rescuers from the Allsgate mission had become quite close over the last week. The dangerous journey and what they saw there started a bonding process that was ongoing. Now their focus was the Earth women and how best to protect them and help them heal.

  A task he and Jax had apparently failed.

  Jaysada streaked toward the den, giving him updates and maintaining a link with Sorcha. Tengale gave orders to the dragonets and any dragons whose riders were close enough to the infirmary to run messages. They were halfway back to the den before Tengale caught up with Jaysada and the two blacks traveled wing to wing, flying fast and hard.

  As soon as they were close enough to the landing, Kae unbuckled his harness. The moment he was free he wedged his hands under the strap at the front of his saddle and held it in a death grip. Jaysada didn’t shave off much speed and she threw herself into the opening and onto the landing with a velocity that was reckless and dangerous for them both. She skidded across the gray marble floor and Kae jumped into a crouch, feet on the saddle, and prepared himself for impact. Just before Jaysada slammed into the wall he pitched himself to her other side, pressing against her and letting her larger body absorb the impact. Then he dropped to his feet and ran.