Riptide [Kismet Cove] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (26 page)

“I’m sorry I was an idiot before. I should have found a way to tell you what we suspected about your family. Vows of secrecy or not, I will never forgive myself for the way you found out about everything.”

“You mean the way you cheered and did a victory dance?” Jess’s asked, her tone at its drollest.

“Uh, yeah. I’m aware that wasn’t my finest moment. I am really sorry, sweetheart.”

“So sorry you’re currently apologizing to me in the least romantic room in my house?” Jess’s crystal-blue eyes were dancing with mirth and Evan knew she’d forgiven him. “Well, I figured as part of my apology I’d offer to wash your hair for you, starting at your toes and working my way up.”

Jess inhaled sharply and he got to watch as a wave of desire transformed her expression from humored to aroused between one heartbeat and the next. Her skin flushed and her sweet mouth parted just a little so that the tip of her tongue could dart out to lick her lips. The pulse point at her throat started to visibly jump, and Evan felt his cock thicken and swell in response to every signal her body was giving his.

“You are so beautiful.” Evan felt the heat of his desire merging into the deeper warmth that was his love for Jess and he leaned in to kiss her. Her lips were still sticky with traces of maple syrup and he paused to savor the sweetness, nibbling at her lower lip until she grew impatient and stretched upward to kiss him fully on the mouth. That simple act set Evan’s blood blazing and he hauled her up against his body as he let his mouth brand and plunder hers. He needed this, to be lost in the scent, the flavor, and the feel of the woman he and Rory had found and intended to claim forever.

Jess moaned as she ground her soft body against his dick, her fingers already working to unfasten his pants and free him from the too-tight confines of his briefs. As her warm hand wrapped around his cock Evan shuddered and rocked his hips, pumping his dick in and out of her grip.

“This is not what I had in mind,” he murmured against her lips and then lifted his head, backing up a half a step so he could try to regain control of the situation. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you, but I’d rather we got naked and wet first.”

Instead of answering, Jess followed him and grabbed a hold of his shirt so she could lean up and kiss him. The moment he responded to her Jess closed her teeth on Evan’s lower lip and sucked it into her mouth and Evan felt his determination waver as all his willpower and most of the blood in his body raced to his dick.

She released his lip and fisted his cock before finally whispering, “We could skip the shower and go straight to bed instead.”

Evan pondered for a moment, and then pulled away from her with a shake of his head. “Nuh-uh. There’s something I’ve wanted to do with you since I first saw this incredible shower, and now’s the perfect time.”

“Now you have my attention.” Jess smiled up at him, her eyes glowing with a heady mix of lust and love that made Evan’s head spin.
Mine
. The single word reverberated through to his very soul.

“Ours.”
Rory’s mind touched his, rife with amusement and the faintest hint of reproof.

“Nosy bastard, get back to washing those dishes,” Evan grumbled and then realized he’d spoken aloud.

“What was that about?” Jess demanded.

“Uh, that was Rory.” Evan’s mind raced as he tried to figure out a way to explain things without upsetting her yet again.

“I gathered.” Jess released his cock and snuggled herself back into his arms. “I was right, wasn’t I? You two can talk to each other without speaking.”

“It’s part of the bond we have, yes. And once you’re fully bonded with us, you will be able to do it, too.”

“I want to do that soon.”

“What, the telepathy thing? You will, sweetheart.”

“I want us to be bonded and the sooner the better. I don’t want any more surprises or any other women trying to claim my place. I want both of you.” She looked up at him and her face was full of determination and there was a stubborn set to her jaw. This was a woman who knew what she wanted, and Evan rejoiced at the fact that what she wanted was a life with him and Rory.

“Rory’s the next leader of the colony, sweetheart. There is going to be one hell of a party the day we’re formally bonded. It’ll take a few weeks to get organized.” He brushed a kiss over her lips and grinned down at her. “I promise we’ll keep you very busy in the meantime. We need to move you in with us and get you a car, and you and Emma need to plan everything. And I need to get my family back here. You haven’t even met them yet. Oh yes, you’re going to need all that time just to get prepared.”

“
I’m
going plan this?” She grinned back at him. “Oh, no.
We
are going to plan this. I’m not doing this alone, buster.”

“If you can get Rory to help pick out flowers and a menu, then that will be proof positive that you are the perfect partner for us.”

Jess smirked and started skinning off Rory’s T-shirt. “I have ways of convincing him that you don’t have at your disposal.”

“Like what?” Evan asked and then lost his train of thought as Jess cupped her breasts in her hands and toyed with her nipples until they were swollen to hard nubs.

“Like this.”

“Brat!” Evan swatted her on the ass and laughed as she squealed and backed away from him. “Go get the shower turned on. I need to get naked here and then I’m going to show you what happens to bratty mates.”

Jess deliberately wiggled her ass at him as she turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. “I thought Rory was the one with the thing for spankings?”

“He is. But there’s more than one way to skin a cat.”

Or in this case, tease a pussy.

Evan shucked his clothing and left it in a heap on the floor. The only thing he was interested in right now was getting Jess’s naked body wrapped around his. He stepped into the shower with her and slid his hands around her waist, one hand cupping the heavy weight of her breasts while the other dove straight down to part the lips of her pussy so he could stroke her clit. Hot water streamed down over them both and he held her there, her back pressed to his chest as he buried his face against her neck and inhaled.

“I am never going to get tired of the way your scent makes my dick hard.”

“Is that a selkie thing? Because the way you and Rory smell makes me feel like I’ve come home.”

“It’s because we’re true mates. We’re perfectly matched. It means that you, Rory, and I were meant to be together.” Evan ground his hips against Jess’s backside, letting his cock run up and down the seam of her ass. “It’s rare, because not everyone is lucky to be as compatible as Rory and I. The elders have to take their best guess and hope.”

Evan bit down on her shoulder and the taste of her skin, warm and sweet, filled his mouth. “You taste good, sweetheart, but I need more.”

He turned her around and backed her up against the wall of the shower, ignoring her hiss of complaint when her body hit the cool tiles. He reached up blindly and grabbed the shower nozzle, moving it over so that the steady flow of steamy, hot rain fell over them in their new position. Only then did he indulge himself in a long, slow tour of Jess’s body, starting with her lips and working his way down to her breasts. She moaned and arched herself against him and he turned his head to suckle one plump nipple into his mouth. As he nibbled and sucked at one breast his hand worked its way slowly lower, until his fingers were resting in the patch of trim curls that guarded her cunt. Jess’s entire body shuddered and she rolled her hips, rubbing herself against his hand as her fingers tangled into his hair and tugged his head closer.

“Evan, I need you.”

He let her breast go with a slight pop and looked up to grin at her. “I can see that, sweetheart.” He dipped his fingers into her pussy and rubbed over her slick folds. “I can feel it, too.” He worked his hand further between her thighs and stroked the length of her pussy, deliberately avoiding her clit.

“I want you to put your hands behind you and hang onto that soap dish handle.” His cock jumped as she did what he said and the change in position thrust her breasts out further so they were brushing his chest. “Perfect. Now, don’t let go.”

Evan lowered himself to his knees, ignoring the odd sensation of having the river rock tiles press into his shins as he positioned himself in front of Jess’s pussy. Leaning in, he nuzzled her curls as he used his free hand to lift and guide her leg so that it was draped over his shoulder.

“Now that’s a beautiful view,” he breathed while lust spiked through him and made his dick harder than marble. “Wet, soft, and all for me.”

He buried his face between her folds and lapped at her honey-soaked flesh, letting her scent and flavor fill his head until he knew it was branded into his memory forever. He tongued the entrance to her pussy until she was vibrating with the need for more.

“Your mouth feels so good on my pussy,” Jess whimpered and Evan’s cock surged to nearly painful levels of hard. If she started talking dirty, he was going to lose his mind.

“I need you to fuck me, Ev. I want something inside me so I can come. Your tongue, your fingers, you cock…I don’t care. Please?”

Fucking hell, she was killing him. Hearing his sweet little mate use words like “pussy” and “cock” had his blood turning to lava in his veins. Instead of giving her what she wanted Evan sought out her tender clit and drew it into his mouth so he could lash it with the tip of his tongue. The moment his tongue made contact with that hard little pearl Jess’s thighs tensed and her broken cry of encouragement filled the shower. Her hips rolled so she could grind herself into his mouth, and Evan finally fulfilled her wish, spearing two fingers into her channel and then groaning as her inner muscles clamped around him, squeezing him so tightly he was tempted to pull her down on top of him and fuck her on the floor of the shower.

Again he sucked on her clit and Jess’s pussy responded with another powerful pulse. He slid a third finger into her and hummed in satisfaction as she writhed in pleasure and moaned his name. Determined to make her come hard, Evan began fucking her with his fingers, his pace almost punishing as he pushed himself deep into her body, his fingers curved so that he struck the area above her clit with every thrust and withdrawal.

Hands and tongue worked together to send her racing headlong toward a release, and he played her body until she was trembling, her toes arched and her head thrown back against the tiles.

“Evan, please!” she begged and squirmed, riding his fingers. “Please, I need to come.”

With her sweet pleas ringing in his ears, Evan gave her what she needed, driving her body past the breaking point so that she came on a scream, her body’s nectar flowing all over his hand and mouth as she shuddered into a glorious orgasm. She looked like a goddess as she lost herself to her passion, sleek with water and flushed with the heat of her passion.

Still on his knees, he waited for her release to end before carefully cupping handfuls of water to wash her clean and then standing up to gather her into his arms. “I love you.” The words he’d never said to anyone else came so easily when it came to this wonderful, caring woman.

“I love you, too,” she murmured in a shaky voice and looked up at him, her face glowing and her silver-blonde hair plastered to her skin. He remembered the day they’d pulled her out of the ocean, and how much had changed since the last time he had seen her looking this way.

As she reached for the tap he took her hand and stopped her. “I was going to wash your hair for you.”

“Another night.” She gave him one of her heart-stopping smiles. “I want to take my boys to bed now.”

“I’d be a fool to argue with that plan.”

“Yes, you would, and despite the fact that Torin refers to you two as Tweedledum and Tweedledummer, I would like to believe my mates are very smart men. After all, they did choose me.”

“Yes, we did,” Evan agreed as she turned off the water and he reached for the towels. “It might have been the smartest thing either of us has ever done.”

* * * *

Jess toweled off and scooped Rory’s shirt off the floor as she left the bathroom, making sure she wriggled her hips as she bent over to gather up both of their clothes.

“Just this once, I’ll clean up after you,” she sassed Evan. “But don’t get used to it.”

“What, famous writers don’t do laundry?”

“She does her own laundry. All other chores still need to be negotiated.” Jess walked into the bedroom and dropped their things onto a chair. She wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed between her two men and make love to them before falling asleep in their arms.

“Fair enough, just please take Rory’s turn at cooking. You’re ten times the cook he’ll ever be.”

“Says the man who once screwed up boxed macaroni and cheese,” Rory grumbled as he came in behind them.

“That was ten years ago!” Evan protested.

“How do you screw up packaged pasta?” Jess asked, bemused.

“Uh…” Evan shrugged and looked sheepish.

“You drink half a bottle of vodka and then you decide the correct cooking method is to dump the packet of powdered stuff straight into the boiling water along with the pasta,” Rory explained as he skinned his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the pile of clothes Jess had put on the chair.

“That sounds disgusting, more like cheese and pasta soup. Really bad cheese soup.” Jess dove into the middle of the bed and stretched, wriggling her toes as she snuggled down beneath the comforter.

“It wasn’t
that
bad. Once I added ketchup it was edible.”

Jess burst out into horrified laughter. “You added ketchup?”

“I was improvising!” Evan slid into bed beside her and hauled her into his arms for a laughing kiss. ”

“Worst thing he ever cooked.” Jess heard Rory unzip his pants and soon his naked body was spooned up behind hers as he dropped a kiss to her bare shoulder.

“But as recall, you ate your share rather than try to cook something for yourself,” Evan muttered when he finally lifted his mouth from Jess’s.