Capturing Their Flame [Stone Passions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Rebecca Airies

  The trip to the hospital didn’t take long. The hospital had a couple of men in the hospital for the particular circumstance. The hardiness of the Gargoyles was one reason there wasn’t a specific hospital for them. It would seldom be used except for those whose spirit had been taken by an Appari.

  On the way home, she relaxed back in the seat. They’d picked up her prescription at the hospital pharmacy and she’d taken one immediately. It hadn’t yet begun to work, but she needed to get home and see if she could coax either of those men into making love to her.

  She wanted their arms around her more than her next breath. She hoped to find something to wipe away the images of what could have happened if she and the Agali hadn’t been there to help. Her thoughts circled with the what ifs. How many Gargoyles would now be in those hospital beds? Would Isaac be among them?

  “What are you thinking about over there? You’ve gone quiet and I can scent that something is bothering you.” Isaac asked the question, but focused on the drive back to their home.

  “About how badly this all could have ended tonight. Before that night on the beach, had you ever faced an Appari before?” She turned her head and stared at him.

  “Yes, a couple of times. It takes a lot to kill an Appari for us. One time, the creature fled, and the other man I was with managed to kill it with our fire and a lot of blows.” He shrugged. “You worried about what could have happened and how many would have suffered if you hadn’t been there.”

  “Yeah, it seems strange. I know that the what ifs are useless, but I can’t stop thinking about how many families might have suffered. I know I’d be out of my mind with worry if you or Neil lie in one of those beds at the hospital.” She exhaled heavily and closed her eyes for a moment.

  “Does this mean that you don’t intend to jump us tonight like you did that night you faced your first Appari solo?” His voice turned teasing.

  She guessed he wanted to get her mind off the possibility that he could have been hurt. To be honest, she’d been wondering if she could handle that type of exertion. She’d give it a shot.

  “I think you and Neil might have to help me with that. While I want it, I’m not sure I could do the riding tonight.” She bit her lip.

  “You’ll have to wait until you wake up for that and see how you feel then. You should heal faster than normal for a Branal with the bite from us.” Isaac turned into the community.

  “What are you talking about? I’m not tired, at least not yet.” She winked at him.

  “So you say, I can see you’re starting to drift off right now as it is.” He shook his head and smiled over at her.

  She admitted he was right. Maybe blood loss had a part in it, because she had bled a lot. She should rebound from it though. A little tiredness would not dissuade her from enjoying the extra energy she had.

  “We’ll get you home and feed you. You need to eat especially after losing all of that blood.” Isaac smiled over at her. “After that, I’m sure you’ll be feeling much better.”

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Isaac smiled as he watched her sleep. She’d be angry when she woke up. That shouldn’t be long from now. The pill she’d taken while they’d been at the hospital had been one of the pills the doctor at the clinic had given him when she wasn’t paying attention. She’d fallen asleep after the meal.

  They’d woken her to eat later that night and given her another pill before she could work out why she fell asleep. As much as he’d have liked to play with her yesterday, she’d been hurt and weak. She needed rest more than sex. They’d ensure she’d get it. Naomi could sometimes be frustratingly independent.

  After a night of sleep, her wounds looked much better. She rested comfortably. He’d needed the chance to hold her last night. After watching her fight yesterday and knowing how many Appari she’d faced, he couldn’t stay away from her. Although he knew she was alive and safe, he’d never be all right about the risks she faced during the battle.

  He’d never take her safety and well-being for granted. They couldn’t keep her out of it. That knowledge tore him apart, because his instincts screamed at him to keep her safe. The only people who might understand his position were the Cim. Their woman would face the same risks whenever she came to them.

  He stroked the hair away from her face. She’d hardly moved last night. Not that she’d had a lot of room to do that. Isaac had stayed close to her, and Neil had done the same. Neil had been kicking himself for not being with her when they encountered the Appari. Now, Neil showered to burn a little time while they waited for her to wake up.

  “You’re a bastard.” Naomi’s eyes flicked open and she immediately locked her gaze on him. “Don’t think I don’t realize that you drugged me. I’m not taking any more of those pills if they put me out like that.”

  “The ones we picked up at the hospital won’t do that. I gave you the two that the doctor handed me. While you focused on the nurse, I told him that you wouldn’t rest with all of the energy pulsing through you.” Isaac smiled. She looked annoyed, but her voice sounded slurred and deliciously husky.

  “Are you lying to me to get me to take them?” She frowned at him. “When did you talk to him? You hardly said a word to him. Most of the time you were texting your Cim.”

  “No, the rest of the pills are merely for any pain that you might have. How are you feeling?” He asked. He’d like to make love to her, but he wouldn’t if she showed any pain. “I didn’t only text the Cim. I sent the doctors messages, as well. He slipped me the pills while the nurse finished wrapping you in the bandages.”

  “Like I missed my play time with you and Neil. As to my injuries, the skin on my upper arm where the stitches are feels a little tight. I’m not in pain though.” She flexed her hands.

  “How would you like a little playtime right now?” He raised a brow.

  “Sounds interesting. You won’t go all overprotective, ‘we can’t do this until you’re fully healed’ on me?” she asked with a grin.

  “Well, you won’t be the one doing the riding. I’ll make sure that you don’t move your arms while Isaac takes you. He’ll do the same for me.” Neil came into the room with a towel rubbing at his wet hair.

  He’d obviously listened to some of the conversation. Isaac thoroughly approved of the plan. Neil had been worried about her by the time they got home from the hospital. He had a problem letting her sit on her own to eat. It had improved over the afternoon, but they’d focused on keeping her comfortable, they hadn’t talked about what they would do when she woke up.

  “But I like being the one riding you.” She swept her eyes down his body. “I don’t have to move my arms or hands to do it either.”

  “You might not mean to, but you would. This time we’re in charge. We’ll make sure this arm doesn’t budge. If we think you’re in pain, we’ll stop and wait until later. The reason we’re doing it now is that you were Branal when you came to us. You heal faster than a human. You did even before we began the transformation in you.” Isaac drew his fingers over her cheek.

  “And you decided this together while I slept?” She brushed her fingers over his arm.

  “See, you’re already moving your arms.” Neil climbed onto the bed.

  Isaac rolled onto his knees. He clasped her hips. With a light grip, he lowered her. Neil could sit at the head of the bed and hold her arms while Isaac teased, played, and then fucked her. She wore her nightshirt, but that’s all.

  She would have fallen into bed fully dressed yesterday, but they’d helped her out of her clothes. First, because they knew she wouldn’t want to wake up wearing some of the same clothes she fought the Appari in. Second, because they didn’t want that many layers between them. Normally, they liked her to sleep next to them naked. That would have been sheer torture considering they knew they couldn’t touch her until she’d had a chance to heal.

  “Neil, get her out of that shirt.” Isaac pushed it up and dropped a kiss on her belly.

  He gently spread h
er legs. Her scent drifted up to him. The sweet essence of her arousal teased him, but it wasn’t nearly strong enough to suit him. He wanted it to fill the room and see her slick juices coating her thighs as she twisted for him.

  “I can do that.” Naomi tried to pull away from Neil as he urged her up enough to take her shirt off.

  “Not if you don’t use your arms, baby. We’re serious about that. We don’t want you to chance aggravating it. Yes, you’re much more healed, but we’re not letting you hurt yourself.” Neil grabbed the bottom of the shirt and tugged it up over her head.

  “I pushed your hand away. I didn’t start yelping. I don’t think lifting my shirt would have caused any damage.” She scowled at him.

  Isaac needed to get her focus back on the important things. The argument distracted her from how much she wanted them. He couldn’t have that. He drew his fingers over the bare lips of her pussy. She tensed.

  He looked up and saw her staring at him. She licked her lips. The glisten on that pouty mouth sent his mind straight to the things he’d like her to do with it. Today wasn’t about that, but he wouldn’t forget about what he wanted though. Today, they needed a little physical time with their woman.

  “All last night, I kept thinking about you between us, with your pussy bare and available. I wanted to draw my fingers over it and ease between them like this.” He slipped between her thighs, careful to glide in slowly. He knew she didn’t feel much, if any, pain, but he wouldn’t take it for granted until her wounds had fully closed.

  “Why didn’t you get a taste or a pet while I slept?” She grinned at him. “Or maybe, I don’t know, put some panties on me if my bareness tempted you?”

  “I can’t abide the thought of anything between us.” He narrowed his eyes on her. “And you know that I wouldn’t take my pleasure when you couldn’t respond.”

  “Mmm, I’m saying you didn’t have to be aggravated if you took that one simple step.” She relaxed back onto the bed.

  Neil’s hands stroked up and down her arms. Neil’s hands would wander down to the sweet mounds of her breasts before much longer, but he’d be careful of her arms.

  Isaac thought she sounded kind of cocky for a woman stretched out between two men. They couldn’t take her together today, but she’d be the focus of both of them. He pushed his fingers between the plump lips. He could hardly wait to taste that sweet honey, but she needed a little immediate attention, and he wanted to kiss and touch her a little before he got down to seriously exciting her. He flicked his fingers across her clit, the touch as light as he could make it. While his fingers teased, he kissed her thigh. His tongue lapped over the warm skin drawing her taste into him. It settled some of the anxiety that had grown over the last day while she slept.

  He trailed his other hand up and down her thigh, lifting it and pushing it wide. He wanted her open for his exploration. He rose to his elbows and looked down at the glistening pink flesh. He licked his lips, eager to taste the sweet juices he could see waiting for him. The thought of settling in and feasting excited him, but he knew that the hunger to feel her sweet pussy clenching around his cock would drive him to slide up her body.

  She lifted her hips as he flicked his finger over that hood. He gave her enough pressure to tease, but not enough to drive her too high or to send her over the edge. She’d come when he thrust deep inside of her. Not before.

  “Stop teasing.” Naomi twisted a little as if trying to push down into his touch.

  “I haven’t started teasing yet. Your mind wandered to something other than us though. I had to make sure you focused your thoughts.” Isaac drew his tongue over the slick lips. He hummed as her taste filled his mouth. Delicious.

  “Keep your hands right where they are, baby, and I’ll give you a little something to think about.” Neil sounded amused.

  Isaac looked up to see Neil leaning forward and cupping his hands over the full mounds of her breasts. He squeezed.

  Naomi’s back arched upward into the touch. Isaac smiled at the pretty sight. He returned his attention to the needy flesh in front of him. He stroked his tongue from her entrance over her clit.

  She trembled. He enjoyed drawing the response from her. Her leg moved restlessly. The foot bracing her hips into his tongue.

  “I’ve barely started, Naomi.” He lifted his head enough that his voice wouldn’t be muffled by her pussy. It might be fun to enflame her with the vibrations of his voice against her clit, but it wouldn’t help her understand him.

  “That means try to be still, baby. Let him savor you for a little while. It’s not easy thinking about you facing Appari, but he was there and could try to keep the others away from you long enough for you to finish off the one you dealt with,” Neil said.

  Too fucking true. He’d have nightmares for a week about that.

  Isaac licked at her, tormenting her clit before bringing his hand back into play. As he slid two fingers into her pussy, he glanced up and saw Neil’s fingers plucking at her nipples. The peaks reddened and distended as if begging for a mouth or another touch.

  Her inner muscles clenched around his fingers. The slick wetness surrounded him tempting him with thoughts of that hot grip holding his cock as he thrust against her. Damn, he longed for that.

  He tongued her clit before closing his lips over it. Naomi cried out and her hips lifted. He sucked at the sensitive flesh. He wanted her out of her mind with desire. He missed the feel of her fingers clenching in his hair, trying to hold him in position or pull him up her body.

  “Isaac,” she whispered as her body bowed upward.

  Yeah, he knew what she meant. His entire body clenched with that same taut tension. It was too soon. He yearned for more than a few tastes and thrusting his fingers in her. But he needed the reassurance of her sweet body with the same intensity as he had yesterday. He hadn’t been able to give into the need then, but now, he could let go.

  He drew his fingers from her pussy, lowering his mouth to her sweet opening so that he could draw in her essence for a little while. He lapped at her. The liquid coated his tongue and every brush of his tongue seemed to bring more. She trembled. A tortured moan rolled from her lips. The throb of his cock and the desire to claim her pounded through him.

  Isaac took one last taste before he rose, coming to his knees. He gripped her hips. She wriggled in his grip. He lifted her as he nudged his cock against her pussy. She moaned. Her inner muscles tightened around his shaft. He groaned. It felt delicious.

  He pressed her to the mattress and leaned over. His tongue swept over the hardened peak of her nipple. He nipped at the peak and tongued away the sting. She lifted into the stroke of his tongue. He pushed as deep as he could before he pulled back.

  Sensation ripped up his spine. He knew he wouldn’t last long. He ground against her determined that she would come before he did. He nipped at her breasts and worked his way up to her neck. She twisted beneath him, her hips lurching up to meet his.

  He drove into her, pushing as deep as possible. He gave a short bite to her neck. She moaned and trembled. Her inner muscles clenched. She came her body bowing up when she cried out his name.

  He continued to drive into her as he sought his pleasure. He ground against her. He hoped that each plunge made her feel better. She kissed his cheek, her lips moved back and forth. The pleasure ripped up his spine. He continued to pump into her. He found her lips for a lingering kiss. So good.

  “I might need to have a little more reassurance before I’m fully satisfied, but now I’m sure Neil needs to feel reassured as much as I did.” Isaac pressed a kiss on her cheek before he lifted away from her.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Neil took a deep breath and released Naomi’s arms. The warmth of her skin had been nice, as had been watching her find her pleasure. He loved to see the flush rise up her cheeks. The ache in his cock pushed at him to brush his lips over her skin and feel the heat begin to rise in her again. He knew he wouldn’t last long, because watching them had bee
n pure torture when he’d spent most of the night holding and staring at her. He pushed off his boxers.

  “I want to savor the taste and lose myself in your body. Last night was one of the hardest things I’ve ever been through.” Neil crept down the bed.

  Isaac moved back to give him room. Neil gave a grateful nod to his friend. He wouldn’t tell her, but last night he’d been torn by conflict. The first time she’d fought an Appari she’d barely gotten hurt. That had made him nervous, but he’d been glad that he hadn’t seen it. He didn’t know if he could let her face it, even though she had the abilities to do the job.

  This time, he didn’t know everything that had happened. He knew Isaac held back some of the details. That suited him. Neil didn’t want to know everything. He fought the urge to lock her up as it was. She wouldn’t stand for that, but the urge pushed at him. He hated the fact that she faced danger.

  “Well, savor away. I’m right here waiting for you.” She arched up as if offering him her body.

  He would take her up on that. He slipped between her spread thighs. He’d need a later with her. The wounds on her arm caught his eyes, but the fact that the one he had peeked at earlier looked almost fully healed gave him enough reassurance to allow him to play.

  He leaned down and placed a kiss on her stomach. The mounds of her breasts poked up, red tipped temptation. He licked his lips. Those would get some attention while he gave her clit the attention it needed.

  He licked his way up the underside of her breast and swiped his tongue over the taut nipple. She tried to turn a little to guide the tip into his mouth. He eased back, giving her a little bit of a tease. She moaned.

  “Don’t tease. I want you to suck them.” Naomi’s voice sounded husky and roughened.

  Isaac had already grasped her hands. She couldn’t grip his hair. Neil smiled. She would have grabbed and tried to guide his mouth onto her flesh. He loved to frustrate her to the point that she became demanding and desperate.