Jaxie's Menage (12 page)

Abruptly, he
broke the kiss and she gasped for air.

“
She’s
beautiful, Ewan. Why in hell did you give her up?” Royce growled as
his gaze dropped to Jaxie’s breasts, which he still
palmed.

“
If I’d given
her up, I wouldn’t be here,” Ewan replied in a thick
voice.

Jaxie blinked
at his remark. What in hell was he implying? One minute he was
telling her they could never be together and the next he was saying
he hadn’t given her up?

Anger zipped
through her. How dare he send her mixed signals?

Her momentary
burst of anger disintegrated as Royce suddenly let go of her
breasts and dropped to his knees before her. His sudden departure
left her off balance. But then he grabbed her hips and moved his
face quickly toward the juncture of her thighs. His fingers slid up
between her inner thighs, prompting her to spread her legs farther
apart. She quickly moved them apart and gasped as his hot breath
caressed her pussy.

As if sensing
her previous anger or maybe he thought that she might run away,
Ewan’s fingers curled over her bare shoulders and held tight. He
nibbled on her earlobe as Royce’s tongue lapped at her labia,
sending jolts of shivers through her.

Suddenly she
was unsure, confused at this incredible arousal sweeping over her.
When she’d planned for her ménage, she hadn’t envisioned Ewan and
Royce would
actually
be in it. She’d never imagined Ewan as a sharing kind of guy.
This was a very pleasant surprise.

She twisted
her hips as Royce’s tongue sipped on her folds.

Ewan’s hold on
her tightened.

“
Shhh, just
enjoy it, sweetheart. We’ll take you soon.”

Oh
God
.

He tilted her
head toward him and he moved his head closer and his mouth slid
over hers, caressing her lips so tenderly that her world tilted
into a vortex of pleasure. Lusty flames swept over her. She was
drowning in tension. Sinking into a searing need for release, she
couldn’t stop her whimpers.

Royce worked
her clit, bringing her quickly to the edge of a climax and then
backing off. Ewan fucked her mouth with his sensual lips until she
couldn’t think straight.

“
I’m getting
way too close. I need her,” Royce mumbled from between her
thighs.

“
Hell, I’m way
ahead of you,” Ewan growled as he broke the kiss and let go of her.
Jaxie wavered and slapped her hands onto Royce’s broad shoulders
for support.

She gasped as
a moment later, she heard another slurp of lube, and then Ewan’s
wet finger dipped past her sphincter and slid inside. Her ass
clenched around the intrusion. His finger stretched her, explored
her, and withdrew.

She shuddered
as another slurp followed. Two fingers thrust into her ass. The
intrusion burned through her senses, leaving her gasping. He spread
the lube inside of her, and then withdrew.

“
The other
night, when we made love,” Ewan whispered into her ear. “I saw that
hot dress that you were wearing tonight hanging on the back of your
office door. I knew it was you the instant I saw you dancing on the
dance floor.”

Bastard
.

She’d been so
stunned at what had so quickly happened between them the other
night in her office, she hadn’t even thought he would have seen the
dress. Let alone think he would come to the club
tonight.

“
Where did you
learn to dance like that?” she asked and then she inhaled as Royce
nibbled on her tormented clit.

“
Royce,” Ewan
whispered.

Royce
had taught him how to dance better?

The man in
question picked that moment to do an erotic chew on her labia. She
moaned at the tingling pleasure.

“
She’s soaking
wet and she’s killing me. I need to take her now,” Royce
growled.

Her hands slid
off him as he suddenly stood in front of her. Instinctively she
slapped her palms over her shoulders, digging her fingers into his
hard muscles. She held tight as his hands palmed her breasts and
his broad cockhead sank into her. At the same time, Ewan’s grip
tightened and he slid his condom-sheathed shaft slowly into her
ass.

She gasped as
burning pressure at the double penetration made her go wild. Her
wet vagina eagerly clamped around Royce’s pussy-sleeved cock. He
was big, swollen and the added girth and bumps from the crystals on
the sleeve created an erotic friction that had her biting her lip
and moaning at the incredible double impalement.

Ewan’s heavily
lubed shaft stretched into her ass, huge and daunting. The cool
lube soothed and her anal muscles parted. She opened for him, and
then her muscles tightened around the intrusion.

She’d never
been double-penetrated like this before. Sure, Ewan had used a
vibrator while he’d impaled her, but this was different.

It was
intense. Crazy. Mindlessly wicked.

Their male
scents wafted around her, holding her hostage and attacking her
senses, claiming her.

She shuddered
as they both withdrew. Ewan thrust his cock into her ass again,
impaling her to the hilt.

She twisted
against his hands. Cried out at the crush of
pleasure-pain.

Ewan
withdrew.

Royce’s mouth
melted over hers and his iron-length shaft jerked into her pussy.
She writhed against the long, thick impalement.

“
That’s good,
babe. You’re doing good,” Ewan hissed.

She whimpered
in response. She couldn’t talk even if she wanted to. She didn’t
want to. This pressure was incredible.

As Royce’s
shaft stayed within her, Ewan’s shaft stretched into her ass again.
Nerve endings sparked and sensations snapped.

Royce
withdrew, and then Ewan did too.

They both
slammed into her at the same time, their hard bodies compressing
into her. Quickly they began a wicked rhythm of withdrawing and
then impaling her. Almost instantaneously, her body tightened and
she could no longer hold back her self-control.

She convulsed
between them. Bucked and whimpered as the explosions rocked into
her.

Royce’s kisses
electrified her mouth. Their combined fierce thrusts shot her into
a vortex of pleasure that claimed her senses and stole her
breath.

Sensations
spiralled, ravaged and embraced her. Their pistoning bodies crashed
against her, their cocks sinking faster, harder, deeper, until they
pushed her inside of a bottomless pleasure vortex making her wonder
if she would ever find her way out.

They drove her
higher, their hard flesh loving her, their hands moving tenderly
over her flesh, their mouths licking and nipping until she was lost
and at completely at their mercy.

They fucked
her forever.

Made love to
her until she was so weak that she didn’t even remember how she
ended up in the bed with a man on each side of her.

“
I love the
way you come apart in our arms, baby,” Ewan mumbled against her
mouth.

“
Hmm, it was
good,” she said softly, totally surprised she could actually form
words and speak.

She smiled.
This was why she’d survived the avalanche. It
had
to be. So she could be reunited
with Ewan and to begin to live out her fantasies and her
dreams.

Sleep tugged
at her, teased her toward sweet oblivion. She’d never been so
sexually satisfied. Never felt so emotionally giddy yet centered.
It was weird. It was nice.

“
Just good?”
Teasing etched Ewan’s gruff voice and he kissed her
shoulder.

Her flesh
tingled where his whiskers touched.

“
Better than
perfect. It was heaven. I want more.” She hadn’t realized she’d
that last sentence out loud until Royce cupped her left breast and
squeezed her nipple.

“
That’s good
to hear, because we want more too, tiger princess. But you’ve tired
us gladiators out. We need just a little rest and then we can love
you again,” he said.

Ewan chuckled.
He cupped her other breast and squeezed in a gentle motion, like
Royce was doing.

Her pussy
quivered with reaction and she creamed warmly.

Goodness, how
was it possible that they could keep turning her on even after
she’d climaxed so many times tonight?

“
We have a
proposition for you,” Ewan said.

Despite her
sleepiness, Jaxie recognized the seriousness in his voice. She
opened her eyes and he grinned at her. It was an erotic smile that
sent wicked shivers through her.

He’d never
looked at her so intensely before.

“
W-what kind
of proposition?”

“
What would
you say if you and I got back together? This time with an added
bonus to entice you away from work and the club and to come home
every night.”

Jaxie’s
thoughts whirled at Ewan’s idea. He wanted them to get back
together? How had this come about?

Or was he just
saying this because he thought she might be pregnant?

She blinked
and tried like heck to figure out if she was dreaming. Over the
past week, she’d tried like crazy to come to grips with going on
without Ewan in her life. She understood that she was partially to
blame…okay — more than partially — for their breakups. Her career
had come first. This club had been more important to her than her
relationship with Ewan. She’d taken him for granted. Had expected
him to stay with her, no matter what. She’d been wrong.

He was giving
her another chance. So why was she hesitating?

“
Why did you
act the way you did when I came over to thank you the other week,
Ewan? It didn’t seem as if you were happy to have me there. Then at
the office…after we made love, you said we could never be together.
Yet now you want me back in your bed? Is it because I might be
pregnant?”

He stiffened.
His hand stilled on her breast. Royce’s hand stilled on her other
breast.

Sure, this was
not the proper time to talk about his behavior or her possible
pregnancy, but what the hey, nothing tonight was proper or
traditional.

Maybe that’s
why you’ve enjoyed it so much
.

“
I was
afraid,” he whispered.

Afraid? Ewan?
Confusion enveloped her.

“
When I
thought you might die, I realized how much I love you. I realized
that if you died, something inside me would die too. I knew I
couldn’t go on living without you.”

He hesitated
and inhaled a shaky breath. His eyes glistened.

Oh my
goodness, he was seriously getting emotional. Bubbles of sadness
whipped through her.

“
When you did
make it, I realized I love you too much. I don’t ever want to
experience that hopelessness I felt when I thought I would lose
you. But then the other night, when I saw you again, so vulnerable
and upset with me, the hell I was putting you through. It broke me.
I wanted you. I took you. Then I panicked and took it out on you.
But now I know better. I want you in my life. Forever. Baby or no
baby.”

She lifted her
hand and placed a finger on his warm lips, silencing
him.

“
I
understand,” she whispered.

He shook his
head and continued to speak around her finger.

“
I also
realize I can’t live through the idea of what ifs. What if
something happens to Jaxie again? What if we can’t make a go of it
this time around? What if she says no the next time I ask her to
marry me—”

“
I won’t say
no,” she blurted.

Ewan’s stunned
blinking and Royce’s sharp inhalation made Jaxie smile.

Suddenly
everything had fallen into place. She loved Ewan. She would do
anything to make him happy and to keep him happy.

He shook his
head. “I won’t ask you to marry me.”

Disappointment
rocked her.

“
Not tonight.
But someday, I will.”

He reached up
and traced her left cheekbone. His touch was gentle and his gaze
was serious as he looked at her.

“
Baby or no
baby,” he whispered.

Relief
splashed through her. Not because he wouldn’t propose, but that he
would again sometime.

“
Or I might
decide to break tradition, like I did tonight, and propose to you,”
she giggled.

She snuggled
against him, leaned her head on his shoulder, and placed her hand
over his heart.

“
Hmm, I am
well aware I’ve fallen in love with a non-traditional girl.” Ewan
twirled his finger around a strand of her hair and pulled her head
closer to him.

His mouth
melted over hers in a sweet kiss that had her senses
buzzing

“
You haven’t
told her what you have in mind about making sure she comes home
every night,” Royce prodded. He winked at Jaxie.