Where There is Hope [Taos Wolven Mates 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (19 page)

Hope broke his train of thought when she lifted the glass to her lips for another sip then frowned. “Dang it. It’s empty again.” Sitting up, she stood and exited the pool to walk over to the almost empty decanter on a nearby table. Hope poured the remainder of the laluna into her glass and canted her hip to the side, resting her hand upon it.

Joran’s mouth went dry, and he swallowed thickly. He blinked twice then just stood there staring at their mate. His cock grew longer, its throbbing length straining against his stomach. She was beautiful. Her long hair fell down her back in wet waves, her alabaster-hued skin bringing out the blue of her eyes and the dusky pink of her lips and tips of her breasts.

Her face was flushed, whether from the effects of the drink or from giving herself pleasure, he didn’t know. Rosy nipples puckered prettily in the cool air of the room, drawing tight on her breasts, lifting them to give the appearance of youth.

With a smile, she sauntered back to the pool without the slightest evidence of modesty. The
laluna
was doing its job well, loosening her inhibitions while keeping her completely sober. Her inhibitions may be stunted, but her ability to make informed decisions was still intact. The drink would only make her act on her desires without feelings of guilt or social stigma. It couldn’t make her do something she didn’t want to do or found repugnant.

Hope was waist-deep in the pool before she stopped and gave each of them a wink. “So…” She paused to slowly lick her upper lip. “Do you two plan to mate me or should I just continue to pleasure myself?”

“That was a challenge if I ever heard one,” Braxton said with a grin.

“Of course it was.” She took another drink then stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. “I sat here worried to death for the longest time before Carella finally transported me here.” She spun in a circle, her arms outstretched. “There was nothing to do but think about what we would do when you returned. “Now I’m filled with all sorts of ideas and questions, but I’d rather you just showed me what to expect, instead of waiting for me to ask.”

Hope’s heart raced as she stood looking at her two men. She smiled at that thought. Yes, they were
her
men now. Both of them had wide, muscular chests and rippling abs that took her breath away.

She set her glass down at the edge of the pool and rested a hand on each of their chests. Swallowing thickly, she stared at their wide chests that tapered down to narrow waists and powerful thighs.

Their cocks were already hard. They both stood naked as though awaiting her inspection, and she gave it. Licking her lips, Hope fell to her knees. She wanted to see those monsters up close and personal. She also wanted to taste them just a bit before they mated. She had a feeling that once they started down
that
road, there would be no turning back. Not that she’d thought about changing her mind.

Taking each of them in hand, she closed her fingers about the thick shafts, pumping her hands back and forth to see their reactions. They both threw their heads back and groaned.

Grinning, Hope wondered what they would do once she wrapped her lips about them to taste the glistening drop she could see on the tip of each swollen head.

Slowly, she leaned forward, growing closer and closer to Braxton’s cock. She could hear his breathing accelerate as she leaned closer until he let his breath out on a whoosh when she finally sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue gently circling his glans. He tasted just as she thought he would, a bit salty and a lot wild.

With another smile, she pulled away, only to lean over and take the head of Joran’s massive cock into her mouth. He, too, tasted just as she thought he would. Only he was more musky than salt, but still just as wild as his partner.

Again she pulled back. It was as though their cocks had a life of their own. Each of them bucked in front of her face as though begging her to take them into her mouth again. She wanted to, but she also knew that they had other plans for her.

Reaching down, they both lifted her to her feet and drew her into the warm pool. The waterfall churned the warm water as they moved through it, the bubbles exploding against their skin. It felt a lot like wading through a pool of warm champagne or soda.

Little fingers of warmth touched her in places she never thought the least erotic, but now knew them as erogenous zones. Her nipples hardened as they moved through the water toward the waterfall. Each of them released her for a moment to duck beneath the shower and soap up, washing away the dirt and sweat of the day that Hope hadn’t even thought about when she knelt before them.

She looked toward the glass she’d left on the side of the pool and smiled. Perhaps she needed that more than she realized. She never would have done that for anyone else.

Hope shook off the thought. She didn’t want anyone else here with them. It was only them and this was their time. The time she had to get to know them, to mate with them and to feel them both inside her at the same time.

Braxton reached up and brushed his hair back as he stood beneath the falling spray. His muscles flexed, enticing her to walk over and run her hands over his tanned flesh. Smooth skin stretched tight over his well-toned muscles and she watched, mesmerized as his pectorals flexed while he smoothed his hair back from his face.

Joran faced away from her while he rinsed off. The muscles on his back flexed with every movement, and his well-rounded ass made her mouth water as she fought the nearly overwhelming urge to reach out and sink her fingernails into the firm globes.

Taking a deep breath, Hope joined them beneath the warm spray so they wouldn’t realize just how much they affected her. That was when they both made their move.

Moving up behind her, Joran pressed the full length of his body against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass, throbbing, waiting to take her and make her theirs.

When Braxton did the same to the front of her body, her legs went weak. How would she ever survive the sensations of the two of them kissing and caressing her let alone what it would feel like when they both entered her at the same time?

Joran reached around her, his hands cupping her breasts, lifting them to Braxton’s mouth so he could suckle each one in turn. When he pressed his leg insistently against her thighs, Hope spread her legs.

Braxton gave each nipple one last lick then lowered himself to his knees. Hope closed her eyes, glad for the
laluna.
She was sure she never would have allowed this with the lights on without it.

Smiling, Braxton stared at her exposed mound. “You have such a pretty pussy.” He reached up to spread her labia wide. “And such a needy little clit.” He leaned forward and gave it a quick swipe of his tongue.

Hope closed her eyes and whimpered.

“Can you imagine what it would feel like to have me thrust my tongue through your wet slit to suck that little nub into my mouth and make you come?” He leaned forward to suckle one swollen lip into his mouth.

Grabbing Joran’s thighs, she squeezed them, her fingernails raking his skin. “Yes.” She nodded. “I can imagine it.” She didn’t only imagine it. She
needed
it more than he could possibly know.

“Can you imagine what it will feel like to have my cock wedged deep in your pussy while Joran tunnels his cock up your tight ass?”

“Yes.”
God yes!

Of course she could imagine it. That was all she’d been thinking of since they left her here. Didn’t they know this was torturing her?

“Imagine it, Hope. Think about what it will be like, the three of us pressed together, you between us. We have our cocks pressed deep inside you, fucking you until you can’t think, you can only feel.”

Hope gave another whimper as he blew his warm breath over her throbbing clit. She jerked when he circled it with his fingers then thrust them deep inside her slick and waiting channel.

“Just as I thought.” He pulled his fingers from inside her. “Your pussy is hot and tight and ready for us to make you ours. Are you ready?”

“Yes! God yes!” If she was any more ready, Hope was afraid she would go up in flames.

With a chuckle, Braxton leaned forward and sucked her clit into his mouth. It didn’t take much for Hope to lose control. Throwing her head back against Joran’s chest, she screamed as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over her.

Cupping her chin in his hand, Joran turned her head and covered her lips with his, swallowing the tail end of her scream as his tongue swept in to explore. He tasted of something sweet and mint. With a low growl, he deepened the kiss. Taking control he swept her away on another wave of sensation.

Slowly, Hope came to her senses. She could feel the sand beneath her feet and the warm water rushing around them.

Braxton stood, pressed a short kiss to her lips, then lifted her into his arms. Taking a few steps, he carried Hope to the edge of the pool and sat down on the edge. Leaning down, he pulled an oversensitive nipple into his mouth and she groaned.

What more would they do before they finished the mating ceremony? How many more times would they make her come? Her body quivered with aftershocks as Braxton turned her in his arms and she straddled his lap.

Reaching between them, he guided his cock to the opening of her pussy and pushed inside. He felt huge like this! If he felt so big, what would it be like with both of them inside her?

Hope swallowed her fear as Joran moved up behind her. She wanted this. She couldn’t wait to feel the bond between them, and she didn’t want to wait to begin their new life together. It didn’t matter that she would be like them. All that mattered was that she was with the two men that she had fallen in love with in such a short time.

Joran grabbed a bottle for beside the pool. “This will desensitize you for my entry. You’ll feel pressure, but you won’t feel any pain. If you do, let me know and I’ll stop immediately.” He massaged the sweet-smelling oil into her back hole and Hope relaxed. They hadn’t lied to her yet, so she chose to believe what he said and just go with it.

After a few moments, she felt the pressure as Joran inserted a finger. After the ring of muscle relaxed and allowed him to move his finger freely, he inserted another and another until he had three of his large fingers inside her.

He was right. She didn’t feel any pain. Not yet. As a matter of fact, she wanted more. Hope found that she wanted to feel his cock tunneling into her ass. She couldn’t wait for him to push his way deep inside her and finally complete their bonding.

The thought of being tied to these two men, sharing her thoughts and her dreams with someone, was something she’d almost given up on. Now, tonight, it would become a reality and she found that she couldn’t wait.

She could feel him moving the thick digits as he twisted and angled his hand to stretch her more fully as Braxton continued to hold her, nuzzle her ear and twist her sensitive nipples.

Finally, Joran pulled his fingers from inside her, leaned down and kissed the small of her back. “How do you feel, love?” He leaned forward to nuzzle the side of her neck. “Do you think you’re ready for me now?”

Joran stayed still behind her. He didn’t move until she nodded her assent. “Yes,” she said on a tortured moan. “Please finish this. I can’t wait for us to be a family.”

“Whatever you do, little one, don’t forget to breathe through this. It will help,” Joran said as he pressed the head of his cock against the tight rosebud of her anus.

Hope closed her eyes and took a series of deep breaths. You can do this, she told herself over and over. Joran told her that the oil or cream or whatever it was that he massaged into her ass would keep her from feeling pain and she believed him. Neither he nor Braxton had lied to her yet. Well…not that she knew of, anyway.

“Relax, little one. I’ll go slow. If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop. I promise.”

Braxton cupped the back of her head and held her to him while Joran pressed forward, wedging his cock against her anus. Braxton continued to hold her as he whispered sweet little endearments into her ear.

Pressure built as Joran pushed forward. The head of his cock pushed past the tight ring of her anus and she groaned. For the most part, the cream Joran had massaged into her did as he promised, with one small exception. It burned just a bit when the large head of his cock forced past her tight opening.

Hope squeezed her eyes shut and let her breath out on a hiss. “It burns.”

Joran stopped immediately. His hands cupped her rear, his fingers gently massaging her cheeks. “Would you like me to stop?”

“No.” She shook her head, hoping that once he seated himself fully the pain would recede and the incredible sensations she felt before would return. “I can do this.”

When he pushed forward, Hope felt more pressure, but the slight burning didn’t return. Slowly, Joran worked his cock back and forth until, before she knew it, his hips rested against her ass and he had his cock seated fully inside her.

For a moment, they all lay still, the only sound in the room, the water falling from the ceiling into the pool and the sound of their ragged breathing.

After a moment, her men began to move slowly at first, then as her body relaxed, they moved faster and faster, their movements more urgent as they all reached toward their climax.