Noble Sensations

by Peyton Elizabeth

  “Eat,” Ace instructed, polishing off his first slice of pizza. Picking up another, they both stared at Clarissa until she reluctantly shoveled another forkful of food in her mouth.

  “Did he ask you why you weren’t at the facility when the explosion happened?” Kalen asked, dipping a piece of meat in the steak sauce.

  “Yes. I lied and told him that I had car trouble that morning.” Clarissa reached for her Diet Coke again, biting the end of the straw.

  Kalen and Ace shared a look, and he knew Ace was thinking the same thing. Clarissa couldn’t lie worth a damn. Richard Howell must have known immediately that she knew something she wasn’t supposed to know. The question that Kalen and Ace needed to answer was, did Howell have anything to do with the attempts on Clarissa’s life?

  “Did you tell him that over the phone or when you met him at his home?” Ace was now working on his third piece, and Kalen knew he would polish off the whole thing. Ace could pack in the food like an elephant sucked in water.

  “When I met with him.” Clarissa had finally taken the straw out of her mouth. Ace reached over and took the drink from her hands, motioning for her to eat her food. Clarissa gave him a scrunched up nose, but did take another bite. She had managed to tuck the ends of the robe between her knees, which certainly gave Kalen a much-needed break from staring at her unblemished skin.

  “Did he ask you any other questions?” Ace asked, going back to devouring what was left of his pizza.

  “Yes, but his questions turned to work. There was nothing salvageable from the damage to the lab, but we saved our research on the network. We could access our data from another site, and Mr. Howell wanted to know if I could help set up a temporary lab.” Clarissa managed another few bites before placing her fork on the plate, indicating she was done. When Ace would have encouraged her to eat more, Clarissa squinted her brown eyes at him in rebellion. Kalen choked back a laugh and reached for his bottle of water. “He didn’t know that because I had been in early that morning, I was able to copy what I needed on a USB and then delete it from the hard drive.”

  “Did you help set up a new lab?” Kalen asked before taking a sip.

  “No. I told him that my mother was sick and I needed a leave of absence. I think he bought it. And by the time I was due back, the government had closed the division, so I didn’t need to worry about it.”

  Kalen saw Ace close his eyes and shake his head. If Richard Howell was smart enough to run an entire division devoted to the extermination of Nobles, he was smart enough to know that Clarissa was lying through her teeth. She was worse than a five-year-old girl getting caught stealing from the cookie jar.

  Since Ace was done with his pizza, he was the one who took the initiative and pulled out his phone to call Jagger. This type of information was vital, as it was likely that Richard Howell knew Clarissa had more knowledge than she was letting on. Now the only question that remained was, what exactly did Clarissa have in her possession? And if her meeting with Howell was over a year ago, what prompted him to wait so long to go after her? Why now?

  While Clarissa continued to talk about her meeting with Howell, Kalen quickly finished his dinner and then stacked the dirty dishes onto the trays. Ace had gone into the hallway to speak to Jagger and was still there when Kalen placed the trays on the floor outside the door. Ace gave him a nod that everything was good, so Kalen ducked back into the room. Clarissa had gotten off the bed and now stood in the middle of the two.

  “I don’t have any of my clothes with me,” Clarissa said, tightening the sash on her robe.

  “You can borrow a spare T-shirt of mine,” Kalen offered, not able to keep the vision of her wearing his shirt out of his head. “We always carry a few things in our bags. Tavia has your clothes. She’ll meet us at the new location tomorrow.”

  “You said Tavia was part of the other team, the ones who were interrogating those men from the bar. Did they say who they were working for?”

  “Tavia has a special ability that would make anyone talk,” Kalen disclosed, closing the distance between them. For some reason, he couldn’t stand being across the room from her.

  “Really? What can she do?” Clarissa asked, looking up at him with those big brown eyes filled with curiosity.

  “Tavia can cause pain,” Kalen said directly, not beating around the bush. Since Kalen’s ability was a lower power, he’d always been envious of other Nobles who held an intense gift. During his teens, when he met Ace, the one thing he was grateful for was being able to control his ability. Seeing Ace suffer and struggle to learn control back then was torture. His best friend had certainly had his fair share of ups and downs throughout their years together. “She can use energy and create a vise-like feeling, making her targets get the impression that their head is about to explode. And no, we haven’t heard back from Tavia. But trust me, she’ll take her time and make sure she didn’t miss anything.”

  “All of you use energy, is that right?” Clarissa tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

  “In a sense.” Kalen was a little weary of saying too much. “I’ll be honest and say you have me hesitant on answering. I’m not sure if you want to know for your own curiosity or for your work.”

  Kalen immediately felt her sadness at his answer and could have kicked himself. But the way Kalen and Ace had grown up, they needed to be leery of others or it could mean their life. The curl she tucked behind her ear fell against her cheek, and he couldn’t help but reach out and touch it. But instead of pushing it back, Kalen laid his palm on her cheek. Her skin was flawless, and he stroked his thumb against the satiny skin, watching as her lips parted. She had the sexiest lips.

  “What is it about you that makes me always want to touch you?” Kalen quietly said, closing the distance between them. Their bodies were flushed against each other, Clarissa having to tilt her heard back to look up at him.

  “You saw Ace kiss me,” Clarissa blurted out, nervousness resounding through her voice, as well as her body.

  “About that,” Kalen started, only to hear the door to the hotel room click open. He felt Ace enter the room, and since his emotions were in the normal range, Kalen assumed the conversation with Jagger went as planned. No new information must have been given, or else Ace would have let him know. “Ace, I was about to kiss Clarissa because I just can’t hold back another second, but she’s worried because the two of you kissed. Do you think now might be a good time to let her know we share?”

  “Share?” Clarissa squeaked out, taking a step out of Kalen’s arms. She looked around Kalen and gave Ace a questioning look. “What does that mean?”

  Kalen swallowed a groan as her innocent question made his dick harden. There was no way they were going to keep their hands to themselves. She was too irresistible, and Kalen was finding he didn’t want to ignore these intense feelings she was arousing in them. There was nothing like sharing a woman, multiplying her pleasure and seeing her come undone. He and Ace never shared women who didn’t know what they were getting into, but the thought of introducing Clarissa to the insurmountable pleasure they could give had his control hanging by a thread. He felt Ace’s arousal spike as well and knew his friend was having just as hard of a time.

  Ace walked around him and Clarissa until she was between them, noticeably torn on whom to face. Ace took that choice away from her and pulled her back into his chest, wrapping his arms around her waist. Leaning in, Ace explained in a low voice, “Sharing a woman, Clarissa, is when we love her together—both of us kissing, touching, and loving you until all of us are satisfied. I felt a connection with you at the bar, and I know Kalen is feeling the same way.”

  “But if you’re not comfortable with both of us”—Kalen picked up where Ace left off—“or even one of us, let us know, and we’ll back off. We’ll keep things professional and try and sweep this attraction under the rug.”

  Chapter Four

  Clarissa felt Ace’s body heat through her robe, and when Kalen stepped forward, she felt a
s if her body was encased in fire. The sensation of Ace’s breath against her ear caused Clarissa to swallow down a moan and reach out to keep her balance, placing her hands on top of Kalen’s shirt. The feel of his accelerated heartbeat confirmed his attraction, and for that, she was grateful. Clarissa was having a hard time grasping that these two masculine men would want a science geek like her. It wasn’t like this was a forever kind of thing, though, just a few nights until she finished her research. If they were willing to fulfill her dream of having an orgasm, then who was she to argue? The fatigue she felt earlier suddenly disappeared.

  Indecision weighed down on her, though, and Clarissa fought to keep her mind working instead of letting her feelings take over. A part of her wanted to experience what they were offering, but the other part of her was scared. What if she got her release, but didn’t know how to please them? She knew from Ace’s first kiss that he could be the one to give her that elusive orgasm, but now that Kalen wanted to join in, there was no doubt she could attain it. The throbbing that had set in around her clitoris was severe, and her first instinct was to rub it against Kalen’s leg.

  “I’ve never had an orgasm,” Clarissa whispered, feeling Ace’s chest vibrate when he groaned behind her. That sensation made the pounding worse, and she couldn’t help but push up against Kalen’s leg. She needed them to know she might not be good enough for them. “And what if I can’t please you?”

  Any other questions she might have had flew out the window when Kalen leaned down and captured her lips. He kissed so differently from Ace, but not in a bad way. Where Ace demanded, Kalen asked. His tongue reached out and Clarissa actually felt him asking her to play. She responded by using her tongue to stroke the side of his, and almost smiled at the noise he made. But then she felt Ace undo the belt of her robe, and her smile disappeared. She pulled away from Kalen.

  “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Kalen’s voice seemed to be a bit strangled.

  “I can’t concentrate on kissing you when Ace is undressing me,” Clarissa complained, not able to hide the frustration that showed on her face while she looked down at Ace’s hands. “Maybe this isn’t going to work. Maybe I’m not the type of woman who can be shared.”

  Kalen put his hands on her cheeks and forced her to look up at him. Her frustration was turning to anger at seeing the laughter in his eyes, and she almost halted this whole lovemaking stuff, when he instructed, “Stop stressing. Let us love you.”

  “Just relax,” Ace ordered, his lips touching her ear and making shivers dance down her neck. “Shut off that brilliant mind of yours and just feel.”

  Clarissa tried to tell him that was too hard for her to do, but when Ace parted her robe and Kalen seized her lips once more, she gave up. While Kalen explored the recesses of her mouth, Ace’s warm hands covered her breasts. Ace delivered soft kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. She tried to process all of these feelings, but her mind felt as if it was being short-circuited. Ace’s lips were so smooth and gentle. She barely registered that Kalen’s hands left her face and lifted the robe off of her shoulders. She was too caught up in her skin’s response to Ace to know that his fingers wrapped around each nipple, until he kneaded the tiny little beads.

  “Oh!” The unexpected jolt Ace created ran all the way from her nipples to her clitoris. Instead of throbbing, a deep ache now took center stage, and Clarissa wasn’t sure she could handle any more of their touching. As her robe fell to the floor, the cool air of the room washed over her body.

  “Let Kalen taste that pretty pussy,” Ace murmured, licking the inside of her ear, causing a riot of awareness. It was only at those words that she realized that Kalen was on his knees in front of her.

  “I don’t think—”

  “Have you ever had anyone go down on you before, Slick?” Ace asked, his nickname for her sounding totally different now than it had before. He made it sound endearing, and she wondered if he wasn’t referring to something else besides her accident-prone ways. She would have answered him had Kalen not stolen her air when his hot breath blew across her folds.

  “Spread your legs, sweetheart,” Kalen said. “Ace, she’s got the prettiest curls to match her hair. You should see how wet they are.”

  “You shouldn’t talk like that,” Clarissa managed to choke out. “It’s so—”

  “So what?” Ace asked, in between the little nips he was giving her neck.

  “Dirty.”

  “Oh, Slick. You haven’t heard dirty yet,” Ace promised, seduction deepening his voice. He sucked gently on the skin underneath her ear, and she closed her eyes at the erotic pressure.

  Clarissa felt Kalen’s moist tongue slip into her folds, and he licked his way up to her clitoris, making her legs give out. Had Ace not had an arm around her waist, she would have fallen. She whimpered at the foreign, but wonderful, feeling. “Hmmmm, she tastes real sweet, Ace. Pull her up against you, while she puts her legs over my shoulders.”

  The image shocked Clarissa out of her needy stupor. Before she could react, Ace pulled his arm tighter around her stomach, lifting her while Kalen placed her legs on either side of his head. Being in such a vulnerable position wasn’t something she was used to, but closing her legs was out of the question. It would only draw Kalen closer to— Thoughts scattered when Kalen placed his hands underneath her buttocks. His fingers were awfully close to that place she thought of as forbidden, but she was afraid to clench her muscles for fear of bringing his fingertips closer.

  “Kalen’s going to eat your pussy until we hear you scream, Slick. How many orgasms do you think you can handle tonight?” Ace kept his hold on her tight while his other hand trailed up to her breast, making her nipples bead until they hurt. He continued to roll them between his fingers.

  Clarissa didn’t answer, and she really didn’t think Ace expected her to. Kalen was now pressing his soft lips to the sensitive skin on her inner thigh and working his way closer to her core. When he skipped over her clit to do the same thing to her other side, she bit back a groan of frustration. Clarissa was amazed that they weren’t even lying on the bed yet and Ace and Kalen had her on the verge of a climax. What was it about these two men that were so different from every other man out there?

  Kalen still avoided those areas that she knew would give her the most pleasure, and Ace seemed to know it was driving her insane. Ace changed tactics and caressed lightly over one of her nipples instead of kneading them, causing her to arch into Kalen. He pulled back so her clitoris wouldn’t touch him, and she gave in. “Please, do something! Kiss me there.”

  “Where do you want Kalen to kiss you?” Ace asked, taking her earlobe between his teeth.

  “Down there,” Clarissa moaned, not caring that she was writhing all over the place or that Kalen’s fingers might brush against her illicit region. She just wanted him to give her an orgasm.

  “Say it. Tell us what you want.” Ace bit down lightly on her earlobe, and she shivered at the sensation.

  “My—”

  “Your what? Talk dirty to us, Slick.” Ace sucked her skin where he had taken a nip while lightly teasing her nipple. Clarissa felt her juices run down to where Kalen’s hands were holding her buttocks. Any other time, she would be mortified, but right now, she didn’t care.

  “My vagina,” Clarissa managed to get out, but she felt Ace’s chest vibrate his non-acceptance of her description. She knew what they wanted her to say, and Clarissa was close to giving in, but it was very hard for her to say something so naughty.

  “Say pussy, Clarissa,” Ace instructed, his voice coarse as if he was just as affected by the word as she was. “Say pussy, and Kalen will give you what you need.”

  Ace’s touch on her nipple went from gentle to rough when he closed her nub between his fingers and pinched. “Pussy! Please kiss my pussy,” Clarissa screamed, giving in to their demands. She was rewarded when Kalen slipped his tongue in between her folds and licked upward, causing her hips to follow.

  “See, that was
n’t so hard,” Ace said, twisting her nipple just enough that she wanted more. Clarissa had never thought her breasts were that sensitive, but the way Ace was touching them, she was feeling it all the way to where Kalen’s tongue was.

  “Now tell Kalen to suck your clit,” Ace demanded. “I’m going to love teaching you all kinds of words. Kalen, do you like to hear Clarissa talk dirty?”

  Kalen hummed his agreement, causing tremors to travel from her pussy to her clitoris. He continued to lick and suck her outer lips, and when Kalen shifted his hand, Clarissa felt his finger at her entrance. Her pussy clenched, wanting to draw it in. It was in the back of her mind that she was now referring to her vagina as her pussy, and the thought sent shock racing through her. Then Kalen’s finger entered her wet opening, and her body became one big massive nerve. Her muscles sucked him right in, and she moaned in protest when he pulled out.

  “Do you like what Kalen’s doing?” Ace asked, still tormenting her nipples. There were times he would twist one and then stop to roll it in between his fingers. Other times, he would pull them out until they were distended. “Would you like it if he sucked your clit? I bet it’s all red and swollen, begging to be touched.”

  “Oh my, God,” Clarissa cried out. “Yes, please! Suck my clit!”

  “That’s my girl,” Ace murmured. “Kalen, give her what she wants.”

  Kalen closed his lips around her engorged, throbbing nub and drew it into his mouth. Pressing a finger into her pussy, he pushed in slowly, drawing the moment out of when she would be sent over. Clarissa couldn’t suppress the cries that were coming from her lips and just held on to Ace’s arm that was wrapped around her middle. She felt all the blood rush down to her pussy, but it wasn’t enough. She wailed in frustration, moving her hips as much as she could in time with Kalen’s thrusts. What was she doing wrong that she couldn’t find her release?

  “Relax into it, Slick. Let Kalen take you there,” Ace encouraged.