Fox, Morgan - Tempted by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (21 page)

“Yes, but I haven’t had the chance to taste that sweet pussy of yours.”

Blushing, she cocked her head. “Oh, that.”

Arching a brow, he snickered. “Yes that, my sweet bride. Straddle my face so I can eat your pussy. Let me fuck you with my tongue before I fuck you with my cock. I want to watch as you come all over my face.”

“Sebastian,” she gasped, covering his mouth with her hand. His crude and direct needs made her cunt warm and wet. Her pussy clenched with want, spasms of pure needful bliss. Leaning forward, she whispered, “Dr. Shaw can hear you.”

She removed her hand and saw his wicked grin. He reminded her, “She can hear you, too. And she can smell how sweet your cunny is. Now let me have what I want, Brie. Spread your luscious legs over my face and let me taste you.”

Nodding, she crawled up his body and straddled his face.

“Spread your lips for me,” he begged.

His tongue immediately went to work, devouring her cunt, tasting every inch. He licked her folds and probed deep inside her, fucking her as deep as he could slide. Wrapping his lips around her clit, he sucked slow and gentle, teasing her with a greedy, sensual exploration. Then he became more aggressive, pulling, tugging, and sucking, hard and fast.

Her clit throbbed in response, sending waves of fire blazing up into her belly. Breasts heavy and aching, she grabbed them, squeezing her hardened nipples.

“Oh, God, yes,” she cried. “Oh, Sebastian, I’m going to come.” Pinching her nipples, she imagined Sebastian’s hands covering her body just as his mouth was covering her pussy.

Fever fired all over her body, working her into a frenzy of sexual euphoria. She ground her hips against his face, the scrape of his whiskers against her thighs hurt so good. He sucked harder, his mouth working her like a fine-tuned instrument.

“That’s it, oh, God,” she cried. “Yes.” The word tore from her throat as her release rocked through her body. Her cunt clenched with wave after wave of delightful spasms.

Gasping, she lowered herself down Sebastian’s body and took his mouth with hers once more, tasting herself on his lips.

Separating from their kiss, Sebastian growled, a deep, lust-filled growl that had her thighs spreading wider over his hips. “Jonah, I need your hands.”

Brie raised her head enough to glance over at Jonah, who stood a few feet away. He’d slowly moved forward since she first left his side. Dr. Shaw pressed her shoulder firmly against the wall, head cocked to the side with eyes wide, taking in her fill.

Oh, God. She’d watched as Sebastian and I...

Sebastian’s voice pulled her from her concerned, partially embarrassed, thoughts, “Be my hands, Jonah. Help me pleasure our mate.”

Jonah didn’t move. He just stared at Brie, astounded with wonder and maybe a little fear. Waiting as long as she cared to, she extended her hand for him to take, and within a few short seconds, he reached for her, taking hold of her hand.

“Take off your clothes, baby. I want you naked,” she whispered. “I want to feel your warm skin against mine.”

I need to show you how we’re going to heal Sebastian.

Chapter Fourteen

Heal Sebastian? Had he heard her correctly? Brie had a plan to heal Sebastian? Wait, how had he heard her? She hadn’t spoken a word. Shit, she’d spoken into his mind. Brie could use telepathy like him and Sebastian.

Awestruck, Jonah stared at Brie. The smile coating her face said she heard the argument knocking around inside his head and knew he had just figured out he could hear her thoughts—at least the ones she allowed him to hear.

It’s not funny, mate.

Oh, yes it is,
she teased, smiling and purring like a cat.

He could even hear her seductive giggles tickling inside his brain like a feather floating on a subtle breeze. Growling, he wanted her more than ever. It was time to remind his little mate just who she was dealing with.

Bring it on, wolf boy.

Boy? We’ll see if you’re calling me “boy” when I’m fucking you senseless.

An urgent rush of need surged to his groin, his blood pumping hard and fast through his veins. Toeing off his boots, he pulled his shirt up over his head and quickly flicked open the button to his jeans. Before he slid his pants down his lean hips, he turned towards Megan, very aware of her watchful gaze.

His senses alerted to Megan’s sexual interest. She was turned on by what Sebastian and Brie had just done and couldn’t resist the urge to watch.

Duh, you would’ve had to be dead to miss that.

He could smell her scent, her arousal. It was a scent he longed to forget.

He insisted, “I know I asked you to be in here in case something went wrong, but would you mind facing the wall until asked otherwise.” It was a command, not a request. “Brie and Sebastian might be comfortable with an audience, but I’d prefer a little privacy.” His eyes burned with an intense emotion that he didn’t bother hiding, and his jaw tightened under the strain of flexing muscles.

Megan’s face reddened as she exchanged an exasperated glance with him. Perhaps from embarrassment, perhaps something else, Jonah didn’t know, and at the moment he truly didn’t care. He wanted to be with his mate and keep her safe. He’d do whatever he had to do, and that was that, even place himself in the most awkward situation, like making love to his mate while his old flame stood by and listened. It might make him a coldhearted bastard in Megan’s eyes, but fuck it. What else was he going to do? She was there for medical reasons and added protection—that was all.

Megan huffed out an annoyed breath, turned, and faced the wall. She folded her arms defiantly over her chest. The woman didn’t want to be there. He knew Brie felt there were already enough women in the room as it was. Brie didn’t share her men. He’d learned that the first night the three of them had been together. Having Megan present in the room irritated her to a point, and he could see it in her eyes. If it was up to her, Megan wouldn’t have been invited in the first place. But it made him feel better, so she hadn’t suggested that the good doctor leave.

Damn, he loved his mate and the sacrifices she’d made to keep him happy.

Naked, he moved beside Brie, and her hand massaged up his long leg. She smiled as she took the full length of his cock in her hand. His breath caught, fire blazing straight to his balls.

“Brie, I want you to turn around and face Jonah as you fuck me.”

She cocked her head, gazing back at Sebastian, but he was looking at Jonah. Their eyes locked as Sebastian telepathically told him what he wanted, telling him to guide Brie and show her what they both desired, needed.

“Grab hold of the fabric, Brie. Tear off his pants.”

She stared at him for a long moment, and then with her fingers tucked behind the waistband of Sebastian’s pants, she yanked. The fabric was resilient and didn’t seem to want to pull apart.

She gave a frustrated growl. “I can’t do it.”

Jonah reached down with both hands and pulled at the seam on Sebastian’s hip, and the fabric ripped under the strength of his grip. Brie finished the job, freeing Sebastian’s erection and tossing the shredded clothing behind Jonah.

Jonah lifted Brie up, turning her so her beautifully perky ass faced Sebastian. “Now, slide down onto his cock. That’s it. Good girl,” he praised.

Nibbling her bottom lip, her face strained as she took all of Sebastian inside her. He imagined it was his dick buried inside her wet pussy, and suddenly his own cock sprung to life.

Before he could speak his need, she took him into her mouth and began sucking him as she slowly fucked Sebastian. Delicate fingers dug into the flesh of his ass. Reason fled as she sucked his cock all the way to the back of her throat and then swirled her sweet pink tongue around the sensitive head, lapping up the pre-cum.

“Oh, God, baby. That feels so good.” He weaved his fingers into her hair. Holding on to her like her mane of golden hair was a leash, he kept her close, not allowing her to stop fucking him with her deliciously moistened mouth.

He loved the velvety softness of her lips gliding up and down his shaft. He loved the feel of her wet tongue licking and sucking every inch of his cock, and he welcomed the sweet, little erotic scrapings of her teeth, nipping and biting the head of dick. Even more so, he loved the little moans of satisfaction she gave as she swallowed his shaft deep into the blissful depths of her mouth.

Resisting the urge to surge his hips forward, burying his dick all the way to the hilt, he groaned.

Needing to feel more, he pulled the skin around his cock tight, enhancing the sensation she was giving him. Her sweet mouth worked him up good, making his body hard and hot with each tantalizing stroke and lick.

“Oh, that’s it, baby,” Jonah growled. “Keep sucking me like that. Ah, God, it feels so fucking good.”

He glanced down to see her supple breasts bouncing in rhythm with her hips as she rode Sebastian’s cock. Her hands gripped his ass for balance, nails digging into his skin causing sharp, hair-raising tingles.

One curious finger strolled between the cheeks of his ass, exploring the rim. She removed his cock from her mouth, leaned to reach her pile of clothing and pulled something out of her jeans pocket.

He glanced down at her as Brie took his cock back into her mouth. He tensed, feeling the sudden pressure of her lubricated finger plunging inside his rectum. Roaring like a rabid wolf, he gripped hold of her shoulders, fingers digging into her flesh, shocked by the stimulating gratification. He cursed aloud, but didn’t demand she remove her finger as the pressure sparked inside him and had him losing all control. He couldn’t resist. He didn’t want her to stop, so he let her fuck his ass, probing him in a way no one had ever done. The feeling was odd, naughty, but exhilarating. The awareness left his heart racing and his mind drenched in pleasure. Fuck, he was going to come hard.

He’d almost forgotten his brother was even there. The vixen had a way of stealing every ounce of his sanity. Damn if his mind was anywhere to be found.

Close to release, he grasped hold of her hair tighter, gazing deep into her eyes. She would take him and everything he offered her. He knew that, loving the way she looked at him when she tempted his body into orgasm.

“Ah, fuck,” howled Sebastian. “I’m going to come.”

“Me, too,” he groaned. “That’s it, baby, keep sucking me. Don’t stop. I’m so fucking close.” He roared, head kicking back, chest broad and damp with perspiration.

Jonah closed his eyes as a strange, powerful sensation grabbed hold of him from deep in his chest. A feeling that left his body warm and tingly—completely satisfied. Not just an orgasm, but something so extraordinary he couldn’t explain it.

A feeling of complete and total bliss washed over him—a healing power. His body felt light as a feather as he opened his eyes. Brie’s face glowed like that of an angel, a heavenly sight that had his heart thundering in his ears. He’d never felt so good, so whole in his entire life.

* * * *

Brie’s body sang. Filled with the love of her mates, their bodies all touched, making her feel as though they’d always been this way—never apart, always together. She gasped as Sebastian’s cock scraped against the spot inside her pussy that made her body pulse with overwhelming sexual passion.

She rode Sebastian’s shaft, harder and faster, driving him as far inside her body as she could. Still holding on to Jonah’s hips and pleasuring his ass, his hard length filled her mouth.

Then she felt it. The power she’d been hoping for, the one that had been humming in her head for days. The moment Sebastian had returned, instinct had taken over, knowing exactly what she was supposed to do. Saving the dying bird was the only evidence she needed to prove her instincts were correct. Her powers, joined with the love of her mates, would save them.