My Romantic Tangle

by Shelley Munro

  Belatedly, she became aware of more than one finger piercing her. Hari stretched her carefully yet with insistence. After a while, it didn’t feel so bad. Jake kept kissing her, distracting her, allowing her to relax.

  Soon, she felt Hari shift his weight behind her. The men must have communicated silently again because Jake started to kiss and nibble at her throat between kisses on her mouth. Ambar kept her eyes closed, enjoying the way it amplified her senses, distancing her from the act even as it made her feel more connected.

  “Damn,” Jake whispered, tearing his mouth from hers. “I can feel you against my cock.”

  “Yeah.” It sounded as if Hari was gritting his teeth.

  Ambar breathed carefully through a jolt of pain. It eased almost immediately and she realized the more she relaxed, the easier this would be for all of them.

  As if he read her mind, Jake pinched her nipple, kissing her at the same time. The pain ran from her breast down to her pussy, starting up an ache that made her want to move. She jerked her hips back and pushed onto Hari’s cock. He exhaled loudly in her ear. Like a chain reaction, her pussy tightened around Jake’s cock and both men groaned.

  “Just a bit more, love, then we can start moving.” Hari swept aside her hair. “Kiss her right there.”

  Seconds later, Jake’s lips latched on to the spot where one day she might wear a mating mark. The air hissed from her lungs as a mini climax rocked across her nerves.

  “That’s it, love.” Hari stilled, his cock feeling huge. Her anus no longer burned, but a sense of extreme fullness took its place. “Now, Jake.”

  Jake sucked her marking spot again as Hari withdrew. He pushed inside her again, and Jake moved his hips, forcing her upward. They settled into a rhythm that immediately had her gasping. Pleasure simmered at the edges of her pussy like a slow burn. Ambar wanted to grasp the sensation, clutch it to her heart and make the bliss last forever. Heat, so hot. She’d never experienced the like before, the ecstasy.

  A groan escaped at their next stroke, her body on erotic overload at the fullness. Jake and Hari increased the pace, forcing her onward, pushing her higher. The pleasure ballooned, suffusing her body until a final nudge against her clit pushed her over the edge. She toppled headfirst into her climax, the colors she saw behind her closed eyes as bright and colorful as a fireworks spectacular. She was vaguely aware of the two men continuing, groaning, urgently pursuing their pleasure. Gradually they stilled.

  Hari pulled away and lifted her off Jake before settling her back on the bed. Long moments later a warm cloth drifted across her lower body. Sleepily, she cuddled up to Jake. Hari settled on her other side, wrapping an arm around her waist. She fell asleep with a smile on her face.

  Chapter Twelve

  “Hari?”

  “Yeah?” Hari smiled across Ambar at Jake.

  “I want you to do that to me. Soon.”

  Hari thought about Jake’s request for a few seconds, surprised at the conclusion he came to. “I want you to do it to me too.”

  Jake sighed. “Good.”

  “We have to be careful not to close out Ambar,” Hari warned.

  “Are you kidding? Both of us making love to her at the same time was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. No wonder Sly and Joe like to share their women. I thought they were nuts, but that felt fuckin’ amazing.”

  Hari smiled. “Yeah, it was.” He’d do some research on the internet. Maybe he’d buy some toys the three of them could use together. He’d never felt so loose and limber after sex. Jake was right. The three of them together had been incredible. “Are you tired?”

  “Nah.”

  “You wanna come over to this side of the bed and fool around a bit more?”

  In lieu of answering, Jake moved away from a sleeping Ambar and slid off the bed. He padded around to Hari’s side of the bed, his cock swaying in a tantalizing manner. Hari licked his lips, wanting to taste Jake this time. He lifted away from Ambar, smiling at the whistling sound she made in her sleep. She’d probably deny snoring but she wasn’t far away.

  “On the bed,” he said to Jake.

  “You like giving orders.”

  “Do you mind?”

  Jake snorted. “As long as you don’t think you can order me around outside the bedroom. My father used to order me around, which is why we butted heads so much.”

  “Is that why he left?”

  “No, it was mainly his health. My mother and father are so self-involved it’s embarrassing. I always felt as if I was a third wheel. My arrival came as a surprise because they’d given up trying to have children. They’d done all the tests and decided they didn’t need a child to complete their lives.”

  Hari frowned, remembering his own parents. They’d loved him, made him feel treasured. “Did they mistreat you?”

  “No, of course not. I had everything I needed growing up, but I still felt as if I was in the way. They’d always planned on moving to Dunedin and traveling as the fancy took them. Dad had the health scare and the next thing I knew they’d decided to move.”

  “Is that when you bought the farm?”

  “It was either buy the farm from my father or look for a new job. Farming is the only thing I know.”

  It wasn’t difficult for Hari to read between the lines. The purchase of the farm had placed financial hardship on Jake, and he felt anger toward Jake’s parents. Luckily, he had enough money for the three of them. Website design paid well and if his game sold, as he thought it would, he’d never need to worry about money again. None of them would.

  Hari leaned over Jake. He stared at his lover’s lips as he closed the distance between them. Who knew how much he’d enjoy kissing this man? He took his time, tasting Jake’s lips and savoring the contrast between his hard teeth and soft palate. Loving Jake had a rough edge to it that Hari enjoyed. His grip on Jake’s head tightened while his fingertips curled into one muscular biceps. He didn’t have to be careful, and Jake’s soft moan proved he enjoyed Hari’s contact. One glance at Jake’s cock signaled how much his lover enjoyed a particular stroke or nip of fingers. He pinched one of Jake’s nipples, the needy sound a double-edged knife. A bolt of arousal struck Hari’s balls and had his cock stretching to full length. He ground his shaft against Jake’s leg, the friction of hair and skin almost perfect.

  Ambar stirred, her eyes fluttering open. “Hey, are you starting without me?”

  Hari smiled, noting the interest in her sleepy golden-brown eyes. “Why don’t you join in?”

  Ambar slid one of her hands across her breasts, cupping the tawny mound. She rolled over a fraction, offering it to Jake. Hari watched as Jake’s mouth closed around Ambar’s nipple, saw Jake’s cheeks hollow when he sucked hard.

  Ambar’s throaty groan acted like the brush of a hand across Hari’s cock. All the rest of the blood in his body seemed to shoot south. His hips jerked, driving his shaft against Jake’s leg again. He must have made a sound because Ambar grinned at him.

  “Patience,” she said. “Your turn will come soon.”

  With anticipation simmering through his veins, Hari moved down the bed and started to torture Jake. He gripped Jake’s cock, noting the rapid leak from the slit on top. Curious to taste again, he bent his head and lapped at the clear liquid. It didn’t taste too bad. Hari sealed his mouth around Jake’s cock, testing with each lash of his tongue. Gradually, he increased the suction and fondled Jake’s tight balls, giving experimental tugs. He could hear Jake moan as he sucked on Ambar’s breasts and kissed her.

  Jake obviously liked what he was doing and was ready for more. Hari took Jake’s cock deeper while he played with his balls. His finger drifted downward while his mind busily thought ahead. Why not? He pulled away from Jake for a moment to grab the lube. Seconds later, his mouth covered the tip of Jake’s shaft again, and he brushed his fingers across Jake’s hole. The other man trembled violently. Gratified by the reaction, he decided to push further. He laved his tongued across Jake’s cock and sli
pped his finger carefully inside Jake.

  Jake’s hips surged upward, driving his cock deeper. Hari lifted his head a fraction and teased the sensitive underside. At the same time, he angled his finger and slid it deeper. A shudder shook Jake and he groaned. That must be the right place. Hari grinned around Jake’s cock and stroked the spongy mass of Jake’s prostate until Jake trembled with the sweet caress. His hips jerked upward, driving his cock deeper and taking Hari by surprise. Hari gagged a fraction before easing back enough for comfort. The next thing he knew Jake was coming, shooting semen into his mouth. He decided it really didn’t taste too bad. He’d done it once before, so Hari swallowed a couple of times before drawing back. Semen shot over his chin and dripped down his chest.

  “Sorry,” Jake said, a faint trace of embarrassment coloring in his cheeks.

  “No problem ’cause you’re gonna lick it off,” Hari said.

  Jake hesitated, before chuckling. “Sounds fair enough.” After shuffling over on the bed, he reached up, snagged Hari’s wrist and yanked him closer. “Ambar, you want some cock?”

  Together, Ambar and Jake arranged him on the mattress. Before he could blink, Ambar had straddled him and guided his cock to her pussy. She sank down with one hard push, the parting of her inner muscles feeling incredible. Hari relaxed, wordlessly giving the pair of them control over his body. Weird, it was the first time he’d actually trusted a lover enough without trying to call the shots. They made him feel secure and comfortable, as if he was home.

  Ambar taunted him with languorous rises and falls designed to drive him to the edge of control while Jake sipped at his lips, licked his chin clean and nuzzled his neck.

  “Can I bite?” Jake whispered against his ear.

  “If you want to, but mean it because once you’ve bitten me, I’m pretending you’re feline. I want you, Jake. In my mind, we’ll be mates. I’ll mark you in return, and there will be no going back.” Hari drew him closer, encouraging him with actions as well as words. He felt Ambar stiffen, hesitate before regaining her rhythm, so he knew she’d heard Jake’s whisper and his reply.

  A spurt of worry brought a frown, which he wiped clean the second he noticed the pucker between Jake’s brows. The last thing he wanted was to discourage Jake. In the short time he’d known the other man, Hari had fallen hard. The idea of Jake wanting to mate with him was a powerful turn on and he’d treasure his lover.

  “I’d like that very much, love.” Hari snaked a hand behind Jake’s neck, drew him closer, wanting to solidify his words with a kiss.

  Taking his time, he coaxed Jake to participate, worked on driving out the concerns his frown at Ambar had caused. Soon Jake pressed for more, the kiss going deeper, a mating of mouths. The feline trembled under his skin, forcing Hari to fight to keep his canines and claws at bay. He wasn’t very successful, but the appearance of sharp canine teeth didn’t seem to faze Jake. He pulled away, the glow of passion darkening his blue eyes.

  “You like the idea of me biting you. You can’t control your feline.”

  “It’s both of you,” Hari said, wanting Ambar to know he wanted her as badly as he needed Jake.

  “I can live with that,” Jake said, reaching out to stroke Ambar’s hip.

  Jake’s touch seemed to settle the agitation Hari had been feeling in Ambar. She’d become difficult for him to read. The last thing he wanted was for her to feel excluded. At least Jake’s presence soothed her, his touch. Their combined touch.

  “Ambar, make him come,” Jake said.

  “Aye, captain,” Ambar said, her smart-ass remark making them both chuckle. And just like that Hari’s worry faded. Ambar’s pussy clamped him tight. Velvet heat surrounded his dick, the pulsing friction during the invasion and retreat of his cock making him wish their lovemaking would never end.

  Jake took possession of his lips again, appearing to enjoy running his tongue over Hari’s sharp teeth. Ambar groaned suddenly and fell forward. She kissed Hari’s neck, moving slowly down his throat, nipping his marking spot. Then, without warning, she bit. Her teeth sank into the fleshy part at the base of his neck. The painful sensation roused nerve-endings he thought were already awake. Electricity leapt across his body, joining his pleasure spots into one big erogenous zone. A growl squeezed past his teeth, more catlike than anything he’d heard himself make while in human form. Jake jerked away in shock while Hari’s hips bucked, his cock growing impossibly big. Hari groaned again, a burst of acute pleasure-pain in his balls signaling the point of no return. He came violently with Ambar’s teeth sunk in his marking site, pain and pleasure warring for dominance while she lapped at the wound. The white-hot conflagration crashed over into the side of pleasure and his growl was like no sound he’d ever made before. The pulses went on and on, rippling through his cock, his balls, until only muted garbles issued from his throat. She pulled back a fraction, lapped at the bite mark she’d inflicted. Hari shuddered again, the pulse of pleasure more than he’d ever imagined.

  Ambar climaxed again with a sexy moan, her pussy rippling hard and forcing another minute spurt from his cock. She fell forward against Hari’s chest, her long black hair hiding her face from him as it pooled around them in silken strands.

  “You okay?” Jake asked, his blue eyes wide with questions. He glanced from Hari to Ambar and back again, a frown drawing his dark brows together.

  “I’m feeling great.” Hari smiled, hoping to reassure Jake. They could talk later.

  “You’re bleeding,” Jake said.

  “Lick the blood off for me, love. Make the bleeding stop.” Hari didn’t like the way Ambar had stiffened against him. “Ambar?”

  Ambar lifted her head, and one glimpse told Hari things were far from all right. She might have marked him but she wasn’t pleased about it.

  “I…ah…have to go.” Ambar scrambled off the bed, scooped up her clothes and fled the bedroom.

  “Ambar?” Jake stared after her in surprise before turning back to Hari. “What’s up with Ambar? Hell, she’s leaving.” The slam of the front door confirmed it.

  Hari remained frozen on the bed, the ripples of pleasure still firing his blood. He swiped a hand over his face and turned to Jake. “Fuck, that’s not the way I saw my marking going.”

  “And you’re still bleeding,” Jake said, moving closer to gently touch the oozing wound on his neck.

  Hari winced, not in pain but in shock at the spike of pleasure that struck at his balls.

  “Shit, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

  Hari rolled his eyes, wanting to smile, even though laughter was the last thing he felt like at the moment. He gestured at his erection. “Does this look as if I’m in pain? When you touch my mark it’s like a bolt of electricity shooting straight to my groin.”

  Jake settled back on the mattress beside Hari and leaned over to take a closer look. He pressed gently, watching Hari’s reaction the entire time. Hari shuddered, unable to hold back his response. A gasp shot from his throat and they both watched his cock twitch once before it lengthened farther.

  Jake shot him a mischievous smile, one that Hari hadn’t seen before and it lightened his heart. He liked seeing Jake this way. Hari just wished that Ambar hadn’t run off. They’d go and see her tomorrow—give her the night to straighten her thoughts. Despite his disappointment at Ambar’s reaction, he couldn’t find it in himself to be sorry about the mark he now wore. He felt connected and grounded in a way he hadn’t before. For now, that was enough.

  The touch of Jake’s finger at his mark dragged his thoughts from Ambar and back to the present. With his mischievous grin still intact, Jake leaned against Hari’s chest, sealed his mouth around the wound and gently cleaned it with his tongue.

  Hari’s response shouldn’t have surprised him, but it did. He felt invincible and privileged, happier than he had for a long time. He’d be happier still if Ambar hadn’t fled again. She really needed to get past the habit of running whenever something scared her. The swish of Jake’s tongue, followe
d by the faint bite of teeth yanked a groan from deep in his chest.

  “Fuck that feels good. I want you inside me,” Hari said. “Please.”

  “Will you mark me?”

  “Do you want me to?”

  “Yeah, it would be a bit like a tattoo. I like the idea of belonging, having a family. The Mitchells are more of a family to me than my parents. But I’d like my own family with you and Ambar.”

  Hari had to blink rapidly so the flood of emotion that hit him didn’t escape as tears. The thing was, he knew exactly what Jake meant about family. Since his parents had died he’d felt adrift, despite his aunt and uncle’s presence in his life. When he was with Jake and Ambar, the loneliness disappeared.

  “It’s not something I can take back. You need to be very sure. The mark will only start to fade if one of us dies. Divorce isn’t an option.”

  “So you and Ambar are sort of married now?”

  “I haven’t marked Ambar yet. With felines, both parties have to mark each other before their mating is official. With you and me, all I need to do is bite you and it’s done.”

  “So I can’t bite you back after all?” Jake sounded disappointment.

  “You can bite me any time,” Hari purred, and Jake’s eyes lit up.

  “I intend to bite back—consider yourself warned. You really want me to fuck you?” Jake reached for the bottle of lube Hari had left sitting on the nightstand before Hari had a chance to answer.

  “I want you any way I can have you. Always.” Hari meant every word.

  “I have mountains of debts, bills coming out my ears. I’m tied to the farm.”

  “I have enough money for the three of us.”

  Jake stiffened and speared him with a glare. “I’m not taking charity.”