Jacob's Trial [Forbidden Legacy 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (15 page)

“Welcome back to us,” Helcyon murmured, nudging her chin up with a finger. “You’ve been asleep for a while.”

“‘M’tired.” She yawned again.

A relieved chuckle pushed through the tension fisting his heart, and as one, both men sighed. She had simply pushed herself too hard.

She shifted between them, awareness flooding over her features. Jacob shifted to allow her to roll over, easing another pillow under her head.

Her stricken gaze flitted back and forth between them. “Sorry that I went…”

“Shh.” Jacob hushed her. Yes, he was furious that she’d taken such a stupid chance, but…

“…you’re safe, now. Jacob is safe. Michael can’t hurt you ever again. You shouldn’t have gone, but the result is far from a loss.” Helcyon finished the thought for him, though he would have added more to that “shouldn’t have gone.”

“I feel like something hit me with a truck.” Every word was slurred, as though she was having trouble staying awake enough to give them voice.

“Go back to sleep. We’re here.” Jacob’s gaze lifted to meet Helcyon’s. “And we’re not going anywhere.”

“Don’t want to go back to sleep.”

Petulance pursed her lips, and Jacob smothered a smile in response. “Stubborn.”

“Was that man really my father?”

“We don’t know, Cassandra. I doubt Marcus would have brought up such an accusation if he did not believe it to be true.” Helcyon’s mouth twisted. Jacob understood the feeling. The inquisitor general’s paternity called into question a lot of things, not the least of which was his level of involvement in Michael’s attacks.

“Who is he?” Color flushed pink into her too-pale cheeks.

“He leads the Wizarding Council and has for more than a hundred years.” Though he was far older than that, his appointment to the Council sent ripples through the insular Wizard community in Jacob’s early years. He’d never paid much attention to why, he’d been too busy trying to lead a normal life despite his
Domovoi’s
best advice, insisting on taking up a trade, marrying, fathering children. It had taken him fifty years to get over that, and by then, Gustav was well established.

“Michael lured me there for him.” Cassie blinked slowly. Even with exhaustion pulling the corners of her mouth down, she fought to orient the information.

From the first moment Jacob saw her hiding behind that Fae glamour in the hospital, the fighter in her spirit called to him. Blinded by a spell and hunted by creatures she could barely imagine, she’d kept fighting, standing up to his need to bury her in cotton and keep her safe.

A need that two weeks ago seemed as alien as sharing a home with a Fae, and yet here they all were.

“Michael’s dead. He can’t hurt you ever again.” And it couldn’t have happened soon enough for Jacob.

“But he lured me there for a man that this Marcus says is my father. So Michael, a man who murdered my family, murdered Billy, and tried to kill the two of you…he worked for my
father
?”

“We don’t have all the facts, Cassandra. We are running on supposition and accusations. It could simply have been a distraction by Marcus. His challenge to Gustav’s leadership.”

Something clicked over in Jacob’s mind.

“Or bait for a trap.” Jacob grimaced.
Son of a bitch…

“What?” Cassie pushed herself up on her elbows, struggling to sit. Jacob caught one arm even as Helcyon took the other, and they laid her back down.

“Stay put,” Jacob warned.

“Cassandra, the only reason I haven’t spanked you for that portal is that I think you already understand the danger in what you did.”

Cassie’s eyes widened at Helcyon’s iron tone. Jacob didn’t blame her. He hadn’t imagined the Elf had it in him, but he hid his grin and nodded sternly.

“Agreed. You did a stupid thing.
We
are being
understanding
. That doesn’t mean you get to do stupid twice.”

Her mouth opened as her gold gaze jumped back and forth between them and then closed to a pout when she found no support. Her lower lip jutted out, pretty and pink. Jacob leaned down, slanting his mouth across those kissable lips.

They parted at the first touch of his tongue. The scent of her, perfumed in orchids, sea, and sand, surrounded him. Red-hot desire seared through him. Blood pounded into his groin, swelling his cock, and Jacob dragged her upward, stroking her tongue.

Need collided with desire, and the only thought taking root in his mind was taste. He wanted to take a bite out of her, brand every inch of her body with his touch, thrust his cock into the silken sheath of her pussy until the only thought rolling through her mind was “more.”

Her hair fell forward, the tendrils catching on the stubble on his cheeks. The bed shifted behind her. Jacob lifted his head, his gaze colliding with Helcyon’s.

“Stay.”

The Elf paused, his eyebrows sweeping upward in surprise. One glance down at the glittering wonder in Cassie’s eyes told him he was right. Hell, the Elf was right.

Everything was changing.

Starting right now.

With them.

“Stay,” Jacob repeated. “Unless you have somewhere else you’d rather be.”

Helcyon stretched one arm away from the bed and the door slammed with a hum as the locks slanted into place. A look of almost mild satisfaction creased his face as he motioned to the two of them. “Please, continue.”

Electricity buzzed through her mind as Jacob looked at Helcyon.

“Stay.” The word hummed with possibility. She didn’t quite understand the look pulsing between them, but neither gave her time to process it. Jacob’s hands skimmed her hips and pulled her up until his mouth came down on hers again. The strength coiled in him enveloped her. He was so big and his forceful tongue slipped into her mouth and dominated.

The bed shifted behind her. Helcyon’s hands glided up her spine, soothing her. The rasp of cotton against her skin was too much, and she wished she’d shed her clothes before they began. As though reading her mind, Helcyon’s fingers skimmed the edge of the shirt and tugged it upward.

Read her mind.

Panic raced through her blood.
That other Wizard had…

Jacob broke off the kiss as her shirt swept upward, and somehow her bra went with it. Her arms went upward, only to be shackled in Helcyon’s grip when she would have reached for Jacob.

“Beautiful.” In one word, Jacob sent a wave of shyness through her. She’d wanted to be with both of them again since that night after the lake. But Jacob wouldn’t hear of it. They took their turns. Every night and most days she spent with one of them tunneling into her pussy, filling her with his cock until she couldn’t see past the pleasure.

Neither allowed her much control where the sex was concerned, but it never stymied her pleasure. If anything, it enhanced it. Jacob’s mouth slanted over hers, coaxing her with the smooth glide of his tongue against hers. He smelled of leather and heat, soap and sun, man and musk. The scents tingled through her, riding hard on her chaotic thoughts until they parted, leaving room only for the man kissing her and the Elf gliding his fingers up and down her sides.

Helcyon tugged her back against the cradle of his thighs, sandwiching her between them as Jacob framed her face with his hands. Jacob’s fingers caressed her cheeks, his mouth alternating between dominance and courtship, demand and tease.

Her pussy frothed with need, simmering to a boil under a riptide of heat that threatened to drown her in pleasure. Her heart pounded against her chest as Jacob’s mouth trailed away from hers. She barely had time for a breath. Helcyon’s hands glided down her arms, freeing her only to sweep them back up as he tilted her head and captured her for another searing kiss.

She made a little sound of frustration as Helcyon’s arms threaded beneath hers, keeping her captive when she would have reached out to touch.

Jacob’s chuckle shivered over her skin, tiny puffs of air teasing one nipple until it stiffened painfully. “Relax, Cassie.” But he countered that order by latching onto the sensitized nipple, sending whorls of pleasure vibrating through her.

Her mind tilted sideways, the world turning into splashy colors of need. The warm silk of the ocean blue rolled over her back, while the sun blazed hot and orange before her. Jacob nuzzled each breast, drawing the warmth from her pussy straight up through her sternum and tugging it taut. He dipped lower, trailing the kisses to her navel. His thumbs hooked into her britches and tugged, dragging away the annoying barrier.

Helcyon’s tongue glided against hers, wanton and exploring. He sampled every corner of her mouth. He teased her tongue and held it captive when she thought to duel him.

The stubble on Jacob’s cheek stroked the inside of her thigh. He nudged her thighs apart, biting down gently on the soft flesh where her thigh joined her body. Helcyon’s hands cupped her breasts, kneading them gently as his thumbs teased the nipples. The world began to whirl out of control.

Her pussy clenched as Jacob’s mouth covered her with a feather-light kiss, his tongue gliding from her slick entrance to the clitoris and back. Quivers began to rock through her. The sensation was too much, too light, too teasing. She arched her hips, but his hands flattened against her, forcing her still as he nibbled at the tender flesh.

Helcyon broke the kiss only enough to shift her until she lay back against his deliciously naked chest. The heat of his skin set every nerve on fire. She barely had time to acknowledge that he’d shed his clothes somehow when Jacob’s tongue began to stroke the length of her labia, swirling over her clit and away in exquisite torment.

Jacob’s tongue seemed to be everywhere, electrifying her nerve endings, and when his mouth closed over her swollen clit, her mind winked out. She ached for more, her hips jerking under his firm grasp, her pussy clasping at the emptiness she longed to be filled. Helcyon’s hand pulled at one nipple, rolling the other between his fingers. His cock lay stiff against her lower back, a blazing iron of heat that added to the torment driving her over the edge.

It wasn’t enough. She needed more.

She wanted more.

The more forceful their mouths became, the more she struggled. All the pleasure they’d shared before hadn’t prepared her for the storm igniting inside her, gathering strength from every sweeping caress.

Jacob slipped a finger into her pussy and closed his mouth hard on her clitoris. The orgasm shook her to her toes, pumping liquid heat around his hand as he worked it in and out. His finger curled, and the added pressure against the ceiling of her pussy bowed her back. Energy lanced through her body and spilled out of her mouth. Helcyon’s tongue stroked hers, lapping up the power like it was cream.

The muscles in her body went tense and released in a scorching wash as pleasure rocketed through her. Tremors vibrated from her pussy, radiating across her skin, and she barely comprehended the motion as Helcyon pulled his mouth away, and then she was lifting and sliding forward. Her eyes opened to see the warm chocolate heat of Jacob’s hooded with desire and need. His body was slick with a fine sheen of sweat, and his cock glided against her pussy. Helcyon pushed her forward, impaling her on Jacob, and tears flooded her eyes. They weren’t just making love to her.

They were each helping the other to do it. The slow glide down Jacob’s cock added a new layer of pleasurable agony. Captivated by his gaze, she reached out to him, gliding her hands onto his damp shoulders.

The tears spilled down her cheeks, another wash of sensation overwhelming her too-sensitized body, and when she didn’t think she could take anymore of his thick cock, he thrust upward as Helcyon pushed her down, and then he was buried inside her, stretching the clamping muscles of her pussy.

Behind her Helcyon stroked her hair and teased her earlobes with gentle kisses. Flattening her hands against Jacob’s shoulders, she offered him the smallest of smiles. His gaze worshiped her, stealing her breath away. She longed to move, adoring the way his cock stretched her pussy wide, filling her with his girth.

Shifting her knees against the bed, she pumped her hips once, sighing at the way his jaw clenched. His mouth opened, and she rolled her hips again, gliding upward until only the thick tip of his head remained precariously locked inside the entrance to her pussy. His fingers dug into her hips, and she drove downward.

His body trembled as she took him deep, shaking as she clamped around him. She ground her hips toward his, loving the way her hands slipped against the hard, corded muscles of his chest. The gold flecks of his eyes began to glow. Or maybe the heat pressing against her eyes set hers to glowing again. She didn’t care. Decadence took over, and she obeyed the will of her body to rise up, riding the length of his cock only to surge back down, pussy walls clamping him deeper.

Helcyon’s cock twitched against her back, but his hands never stopped petting her, stroking down over her ass. His fingers glided along the seam between her butt cheeks as his mouth clamped down on her shoulder.

What would it feel like to have them both?

“Will you take us, Cassandra?” Helcyon’s breath whispered against her ear, one finger teasing the hard rosette of her ass, and she realized what he was asking. Her body quivered, and she stroked herself up and down on Jacob’s cock, the pleasure rippling across the inside of her pussy pulling the tension taut inside her.