Where a Goddess Belongs

by Stephanie Julian

  About to protest, she snapped her lips closed when he grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up her body and over her head.

  Oh yes.

  Her hair fell around her face in a mess but Den’s hands reached it before she could, brushing it out of her eyes before running his fingers through it to the ends. He let it fall from his fingers and over her breasts. The sensation of her own hair against her nipples made her shiver. And when Den brushed his fingers across her breasts, he pushed her hair away there, as well.

  Every sensation was heightened, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation. Of what, she wasn’t sure yet.

  She honestly didn’t know if Den was going to make love to her or not. She certainly hoped so but she still wasn’t sure he’d go that far with Jacoby in the room.

  “You’re fucking beautiful.”

  Her lips curved. “Thank you. I appreciate the compliment.”

  “Don’t you agree, Jack? Isn’t she the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?”

  Den’s gaze was glued to her body, watching as he pressed her breasts together, thumbs flicking her hard nipples. As if he might be imagining his cock thrusting between them.

  Her thighs clenched on a wave of lust so powerful, she almost missed Jacoby’s response.

  She wasn’t sure he’d answer at all but when he did, he left her with no doubt that he wanted her just as much as Den.

  “Yes. She is.”

  She turned to Jacoby, whose gaze was locked on her breasts.

  “Then why don’t you join us?”

  She held out her hand, steeling herself for his rejection. He didn’t take it right away but he didn’t walk away either. After several long seconds, his gaze lifted to meet hers.

  “I’m not sure I can give you what you want.”

  “How will you know if you never ask me what I want?”

  Den returned his attention to her breasts, continuing to play with her nipples, trying to drive her to distraction, apparently. And it was working.

  But she was determined not to let Jacoby walk away without a fight.

  His gaze slipped from hers to watch Den again. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Den lean forward a second before he put his mouth over one nipple.

  She sucked in a sharp breath as a wave of electricity shot from her breasts to her clit, making her sex clench with need. Her back arched again and she had to fight to keep her eyes open. Den’s single-minded focus threatened to fracture her attention and she moaned, writhing against him, searching for satisfaction.

  Jacoby took a step toward the bed.

  Her lungs worked to keep her body supplied with oxygen but it felt like a losing battle. Hell, having both of them at the same time might actually be more than she could handle at the moment. That should have been a sobering thought.

  Instead, it exhilarated her. She’d never felt so overwhelmed and near the edge before and it thrilled her.

  Reaching for Jacoby with one hand, she sank the other into the longer hair at Den’s nape and held on for the ride.

  Jacoby wasn’t sure which way was up anymore. Ten minutes ago, he’d been convinced he couldn’t do this, couldn’t give her what she wanted. He hadn’t thought he’d be able to share Kari with another man, not even one he trusted as much as Den.

  He’d never thought he’d want to watch another man make love to a woman. Now...he’d never been so turned on in his life.

  Watching Den, watching her respond to him... Every nerve ending in his body felt energized, every inch of his skin burned like he was on fire.

  His hands clenched into fists at his sides, attempting not to reach out and touch her, even though that’s all he wanted to do. He wanted to put his hands on her breasts, to feel her nipples peak against his skin. Wanted to test the weight of those mounds in his palms and squeeze them until she cried out from his touch. He wanted her to cry out while he had his hands on her and he wanted to kiss her as she moaned into his mouth. Now, her hand tightened on his as she closed her eyes while Den sucked her nipples into his mouth and made her arch her back as she sought more contact. He didn’t realize he’d taken another step closer until his knees hit the side of the bed. If he wanted to, he could kneel beside her, lean over and kiss her. The need became a nagging ache in his gut until he could resist no longer. As if Den could read his mind, he began to drag his mouth lower, down to her stomach. Getting out of Jacoby’s way. Kari’s eyes opened as Den moved, looking down before glancing up at Jacoby. Their gazes met and held for several long seconds before he lowered his head and kissed her. And holy fuck, if he thought their earlier kiss had been hot, this one was off the charts. That, more than anything, cut through the veil of indecision that’d been hovering over him. He was going to take what he wanted and damn the consequences. He could tell himself he was doing this for her but he’d be lying. Or, at least, only partly. He wanted her any way he could get her. And if he had to share her, at least it was with Den, the only person in the world he trusted. Cupping her head in his hands, he lifted her toward him, turning her head to the side so he could kiss her even deeper. As his tongue slid against hers, he realized how stupid he’d been before. How selfish. She’d needed him before, needed his strength and he’d refused her. He wouldn’t refuse her again. She could have everything. Sliding her hands into his hair, she held tightly to him, as if she was afraid he’d back away again. He wasn’t going anywhere without her. Their tongues tangled and she moaned into his mouth, giving him what he wanted, what he’d been craving. She tasted so damn sweet, he wanted to lick her everywhere. And he would. He and Den would take turns. But for now, there was more than enough of her to go around. Kissing her even harder, he moved his hands to her shoulders, running his palms over her soft skin, feeling the delicate bones beneath. She was curvy and her personality was so big, the fact that she was so delicate hit him like a smack upside the head. He and Den were big guys. He didn’t want to hurt her. And the things he wanted to do to her weren’t sweet or pretty. They were dirty and rough. He’d learned to submerge those baser instincts with all of the women he’d been with before. He didn’t want to hide them from her. He felt like she’d take him no matter what. And that was freeing. When she bit his lip, making him groan, he had to wonder if she’d caught a hint of what he was feeling. Well, no shit, asshole. She’s an empathic goddess. The fact that she didn’t turn him away brought all those darker desires closer to the surface. He let her nip at his tongue before sucking on it and soothing that tiny hurt before he pulled away, staring into her eyes for several seconds. She was breathing hot and heavy, and so was he. She’d sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and was biting on it, the sight making him want to bite her all over. Then her eyes closed as her body arched and the look on her face was pure sensual pleasure. He needed to see what Den was doing to put that look on her face. Turning, he found Den with his hands on her thighs, pressing them apart while he blew on the dark patch of hair on her mound.

  The sound she made when Den moved his hands up her thighs to shove them under her ass and lift her caused Jacoby’s cock to respond with a jerk. Vaffanculo, if he wasn’t careful, he’d come in his damn pants. And that would be a damn tragedy. He was either coming in her mouth or her pussy. When Den put his mouth over her pussy and feasted, he couldn’t look away. He never would’ve guessed that his friend was a master at eating out women. Then again, it wasn’t like they’d ever shared sex stories. They’d been so damn focused on finding a way out that their plans for escape had consumed them. Right now, the only thing that mattered was giving her pleasure. Den used his mouth to suck on her pussy lips for several long seconds before he drew back and played the tip of his tongue over her clit. Her upper body lifted off the bed and Den used his hands to hold her hips down and drive her wild. “Jack, hold her down.” Jacoby didn’t hesitate to follow Den’s instructions. Not when he could see how much pleasure she got from Den’s mouth. Sliding up the bed, he settled himself above her, his legs on either side of her body. Dra
wing her head onto his left thigh, he fastened his hands to her breasts and squeezed. “Oh, my stars.” She sounded out of breath and completely consumed by desire, her body writhing beneath their hands like a flame, uncontrollable and red-hot. Her skin held a rosy glow it hadn’t before, her nipples cherry-red and too damn tempting. Den’s hands looked huge on her hips, holding her tight enough to leave marks. Shifting his gaze, Jacoby saw his own hands left faint impressions where he held her. That shouldn’t make him feel so damn possessive. It did. Hell, it inflamed his desire to own her. Bending over her, he sealed their mouths together again, the upside-down position giving him a challenge he was more than happy to meet. It forced him to concentrate, to be more controlled. She met his kiss with a red-hot response, giving back even more. Her lips moved against his as she moaned into his mouth, making his own hunger rush closer to the surface. He felt her hands curl around his neck, each finger a brand against his skin before she slid them into his hair and brought him even closer, holding him tight. As if she thought he might try to get away. He was going nowhere, at least not until they’d finished what they’d started. His hands slid from her shoulders to her breasts, the softness of her skin a taunt. He wanted to feel her breasts against his chest as he fucked her. The image shoved out every last rational thought he might’ve had. Now, his only mission in life was to make her scream. Forcing himself to give up her mouth, he shifted his attention to her breasts. In his peripheral vision, he saw Den glance up from between her legs, watching him. Only minutes ago, that might’ve freaked him out. Now, it barely registered. She’d become his entire focus. Pulling her closer, he draped her over his thigh so he could get to her breasts easier. And then he let himself feast. He used his teeth and tongue to torment her, making her squirm as Den continued to hold her down. Den abandoned his own actions for the moment to watch Jacoby. Sucking on one nipple, he squeezed the other between his thumb and forefinger, plucking at the tip. The sounds she made gave him the most intense satisfaction. As if she were praising him. He wanted nothing more than to make her happy. Sucking her nipple into his mouth, he tormented her with bites and licks. He’d never made love to a woman who inspired him to pleasure her more thoroughly than Kari did. And it wasn’t simply the fact that she was a goddess, though that might have had a little something to do with it. Mostly, though, it was simply her. She made him want to break her down and hear her cry out his name. From the corner of his eye, he saw Den return to making love to her pussy with his mouth. And now, she melted. She went boneless in his arms and he knew she was theirs.

  The frantic urge to own her reared up again and he squeezed her a little bit tighter, bit her a little harder. She responded with sighs that made him want to beat his chest. And demand even more.

  But she nearly derailed him when she reached between his legs and cupped his aching cock in her hands.

  “Jacoby, I want to suck you while Den fucks me.”

  Holy hell. Every nerve ending in his body responded like she’d doused him in gasoline and lit a match. The image in his head caused all the breath to leave his lungs, which he quickly sucked back in.

  Lifting his head, he caught and held her gaze and...

  Holy shit. Were her eyes glowing?

  “Jacoby?”

  He blinked and shook his head and now the glow was gone. He wondered if it had ever really been there or if he’d imagined it.

  Either way, it wouldn’t have mattered. He was too far gone.

  “Whatever you want, my lady.”

  She smiled, as if she knew he hadn’t meant to use that title to keep her at a distance. No, it was an endearment, one he planned to use a hell of a lot more if it put that smile on her face.

  “I want you.” Her gaze bored directly into his before sliding to Den. “And I want you. I’ve been waiting for three months. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

  He completely understood.

  Not bothering to check with Den, he laid her back on the bed then rose up on his knees. At the foot of the bed, Den did the same. The sound of two zippers releasing filled the silence that had fallen between them.

  A sense of urgency made Jacoby work faster, shoving his pants and underwear down and over his hips. His stiff cock released, jutting forward, as if reaching for her mouth.

  The bed shook as Den repositioned himself, spreading her legs even farther. Jacoby watched Den’s big hands grip her thighs high on the inside, making her suck in a deep breath.

  When he slid them under her thighs and lifted her pelvis up, her teeth sank into her bottom lip. Jacoby switched between watching her and watching Den, letting his own arousal feed off hers.

  He saw Den take his thick cock in hand and point it toward her opening. Jacoby had seen Den naked, of course. For the past three months, they’d lived together in a tiny cabin but Jacoby had never studied the guy’s dick before.

  Now he couldn’t look away. Maybe he was a voyeur. He’d just never had the chance to experience it before. He was pretty sure he was going to like it.

  He definitely liked the way Kari responded. He loved watching her eyes shut as Den touched the tip to the lips of her sex and pause there.

  “I want you to watch me. Open your eyes, Kari.”

  Her eyes fluttered open after a few, long seconds then she stared back down at Den. But she reached for Jacoby with her right hand, wrapping it around his exposed cock and beginning a slow pump.

  Groaning, Jacoby forced his eyes to remain open so he could watch Den pull her forward, inch by inch, onto his erection. Her sharp inhale made Den pause for a minute but she shook her head.

  “Don’t stop. Feels so good.”

  Hell, yes, it did. Because the farther Den pushed inside her, the harder she pumped him. And that felt fucking amazing.

  You wouldn’t think her small hand could grip as tight as she did. Vaffanculo, he had to be careful or she’d make him come before he ever got in her mouth. And damn it, he did not want to miss that sensation.

  Den set a slow pace at first, his hips pumping forward at an agonizing pace, making Kari’s eyes close again and her head drop back onto the bed. But every time he sank all the way in to his balls, his next retreat was a little faster, a little less complete.

  The bed began to shudder beneath the power of Den’s thrusts and Kari’s continued to stroke to the same rhythm.

  If all she did was get him off with her hand, he’d be happy with that. He wouldn’t care if she never took him in her mouth. But just as he thought that, she turned her head and tugged him closer, meeting his gaze. He knew what she wanted. Sliding one hand behind her head, he lifted her toward him and eased his hips closer until she could put her lips around the head of his cock. He couldn’t contain his groan, which sounded more like a growl as she eased her mouth down the shaft, wetting him with her tongue. The suction of her lips around the head made his hips jerk forward until he’d nearly buried the entire length in her throat. Fuck. He didn’t want to choke her and he tried to pull away but she stopped him with a hand on his hip. Her gaze linked with his and he had to stomp on the urge to come right then. The heat in her eyes engorged his cock even more and then she started to work him in earnest. His head tipped back and his eyes closed as he let her have whatever she wanted. Her head rested on his thigh with a gentle weight but the suction of her mouth was powerful. He felt her urge him toward orgasm with every passing second, as if she wanted to make him surrender before she did. No fucking way. He’d come when she did. If he could hold out that long. Den was doing everything he could to get her there but she was fighting him, too. Opening his eyes, Jacoby looked down at her, saw the blissed look on her face and knew it was over. His cock jerked against her tongue, his balls tightening before he groaned and spilled down her throat. Groaning, he forced himself to hold still as she continued to suck him then moan around him as she shuddered. The sound she made intensified his orgasm. She’d reached her peak, as well, taking Den along with her, groaning out his release and making the bed shake one last
time. Jacoby could barely breathe, his brain buzzing with white noise, his muscles shaking...and addicted to a goddess who would probably get them all killed. Not the worst way to go.

  Chapter Seven

  Settled into the back seat of the car they’d stolen, Kari floated on a rush of power so intense, she thought she might actually pass out from it. She hadn’t felt power like this for decades. Possibly centuries. Was it because she hadn’t had sex like that since possibly the Middle Ages? Or did it have something to do with the two men sitting silent in the front seat? She had a sneaking suspicion it was completely due to those two men. And that was going to be a problem because, well, they didn’t seem at all happy with her. But not even their scowls could make a dent in the peaceful bliss enfolding her. Sighing, she smiled and caught sight of Den, who was driving at the moment, check her out in the rearview. His gaze narrowed, probably because of the huge smile on her face, which she refused to temper. When his cheeks flushed a dull red, her smile widened. “Is everything okay?” Den’s low, husky voice filled the empty spaces in the car with a warmth that made her want to wrap herself around that big body of his and soak in all his strength. Between them, he and Jacoby created enough energy to fill her reserves of power to bursting. But she knew they were still processing what had happened so she tried to tone down her smile and not appear completely punch-drunk. “I’m fine, thank you.” She wanted so badly to ask the same of them but had the sudden fear she’d regret it. Then again, she was an honest-to-goodness goddess, a deity of the Etruscan pantheon, and she didn’t do regrets. “I guess the bigger question,” she paused and watched both men’s shoulders tense, “is how are you?” Den shot a look at Jacoby, who continued to stare straight ahead. Silence held for a few long seconds before one of them answered it just wasn’t the one she’d expected. “We’re fine.” Jacoby turned his head to look over the seat at her, his gaze direct. “You don’t have anything to worry about.” Yeah, she wasn’t buying that. “I think we need to talk about what happened last night.” Now Den and Jacoby did exchange glances. And they apparently came to the same conclusion. “Fine. Let’s talk.” Her mouth dropped open at Jacoby’s calm statement. Her mouth dropped open but words escaped her for several moments. Obviously, she’d completely misread them. “First, tell us how you’re feeling.” Huh? “I feel fine.” She frowned. “Wait, are you feeling okay?” Scooting forward until she could reach over the seats, she put her hands on their shoulders. She didn’t sense any weakness in either of them, allaying the fear that she’d drained them last night. But she did sense a darker tinge to their emotions this morning. Twisting in his seat, Jacoby looked straight at her. “We’re fine.” He slid a quick glance at Den, whose hands curled around the steering wheel just a little tighter. “We’re actually better than fine. Both of us feel...energized. Strong. We figure that has something to do with you but we need you to tell us that for certain.” Her gaze narrowed as she sensed an undercurrent in Jacoby’s tone and felt his worry. Not fear. He wasn’t afraid. But he was definitely worried. “Sex, especially good sex, creates powerful magic. It recharged my powers and I assume it did the same for both of you. Don’t the Mal use sex magic?”