Captivated (26 page)

“Take your cock out,” Vincenz said quietly.

Julian’s gaze locked with Vincenz as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock from his shorts. He fisted it a few times until Hannah whimpered, reminding them she was in need.

“Eat her cunt and fuck your fist. But don’t come yet.”

Vincenz took two steps back to angle her body better as Julian pulled the panties from her legs, spread her open and took that first lick, his eyes still on Vincenz.

Hannah’s fingers clutched the waist of Vincenz’s trousers as her eyes fluttered closed.

Vincenz didn’t know where to look. Julian on his knees with his mouth on Hannah’s pussy made him so hard he thought he’d lose it. But Julian on his knees, his cock in his hand, pumping up and down slowly as he devoured Hannah was also ridiculously beautiful. Hot.

Tender.

He touched Hannah like she was something precious. Just watching it made Vincenz happy. This big, tough man filled with all the rage an army of angels could produce on his knees, his heart laid bare
not only to Vincenz but to Hannah. She was that piece that had been missing.

She gasped in a breath and began to tremble. It wouldn’t be long now, he knew. After her initial fears that she wouldn’t be able to come, it happened that the two of them were quite good at making that happen. As good as she was at coming, though he realized he didn’t know if she could make herself come when she was alone and needed to remember to ask. Maybe even to get a demonstration.

“Does she taste good, Julian?”

“Gods, yes,” he managed against that slick, tender flesh.

She sobbed a moan as her nails dug into Vincenz’s side. He continued to collar her throat. Her pulse beat steady against his open palm. Her nipple beaded hard against his fingers as he rolled and tugged.

She hitched a breath and arched, her upper body pushing back against him. Julian let go of his cock and hauled her close with both hands, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass to hold her to his mouth as he brought her off.

“Shhh, remember we’re surrounded by people sleeping.” Vincenz smiled against her ear as she turned her face into him and whispered her cries until she went limp.

Julian stood, pulled her up and into his arms and laid her out on the bed. “I’ll be right back.” He kissed her hard before turning back to Vincenz. “You’re in trouble now.”

Julian’s trousers were still open. His cock out, still hard, so hard it tapped his belly. His chest heaved as he nearly panted. The impact of all that arousal, of that utter supreme maleness hit Vincenz with so much force he grabbed Julian’s forearm and suddenly it was all teeth and tongue as they met in a collision of a kiss that seared Vincenz right to his bones.

“You taste like our Hannah.”

Julian’s tongue slid along Vincenz’s lips and then he nipped, hard enough to bring a gasp. “I do. And now you do too.” Julian took his hand and led him back toward the bed. “You’re going to suck my cock now, Vin.”

Hannah hummed her pleasure. “Yes, please.”

She lay there, tousled and mussed, a pinkish glow on her skin from the flush of climax. Totally comfortable as she watched her two men love each other. There was no shadow on her features. Just adoration.

“I’m trying to think of a way I can suck your cock and fuck that pretty pussy at the same time.”

Both men got into bed as Hannah tried to roll from the way. Julian caught her and pulled her back, wedging her between them and she shivered and went into that soft place of submission and compliance.

“I like you right here. Your softness against me as I kiss Vincenz.” Julian walked his fingers down the curve of her side and paused to crack her a sharp slap on her ass.

She sucked in a breath, her eyes wide. He traced his fingertips over the reddened skin and she broke over in gooseflesh. “Mmmm, do you like that too, beautiful Hannah?” Julian licked up her neck and met Vin’s mouth as he kissed across her jaw. She liked being there between them, the pressure of their bodies against her. Loved watching them touch and kiss, loved the way the scent of their skin mixed and mingled into something deliriously sexy.

“You need to put his cock in your mouth, Vincenz. I need to see that too.” Hannah ran her hands all over Vincenz’s torso.

“I do. Roll over. Ass up, head down. I need in you first.”

He moved back a little and she quickly obeyed. Julian got to his knees behind her and traced a fingertip down her spine. “So pretty.” And then he scored his short, blunt nails down her back as she gasped
and shuddered, making noises into the pillow instead of her normal vociferous cries.

“I love the way that looks.” Vincenz kissed over the light red lines and then took himself in hand to tease around her gate. “The bed is low. If you stand next to us while I …” Vin’s head tipped back for a moment as he pushed all the way into Hannah’s cunt. “While I fuck Hannah, I can turn and suck your cock. Just how you like it.” Vin’s mouth tipped up into a knowing smile.

Julian scrambled from the bed, grabbed Vincenz by the hair and angled his mouth near enough to get his cock into it.

Hannah squeaked. “I can’t see!”

“You don’t need to see. You need to be fucked.”

“Hmpf. Who says?”

Julian laughed at her cheek. “I say.”

She pushed up to her elbows and Vincenz groaned, frustrated, around a mouthful of cock. “You do?”

“You’re so in for it when … seven hells, Vin, yes, yes, fuck yes, swallow my cock, baby.” Julian brushed his hand over Vin’s hair as he watched his cock slide in and out of Vincenz’s mouth, dark and wet.

Hannah moved, pulling forward and Vincenz growled.

“I want to see.” She moved to her back and Julian couldn’t argue with this view either.

“Fine. Make yourself come,” Julian challenged and Vin hummed his agreement.

She blinked up at him, her mouth losing some of the sass she’d worn only moments before.

Vincenz pulled back. “Aw, baby. You come so beautifully. We know you’re not shy. At least not with us. Are you worried you can’t?”

“I can’t. I mean, I can, obviously.” She indicated her pussy and then Julian’s mouth. “But not … I can’t do it myself. I think I’m broken.”

“The last thing you are is broken. I keep telling you that. Vin, get that mouth back on my cock or I’m going to get vexed.”

Vincenz snorted but turned back to Julian’s dick and got back to work. Julian kept his gaze on Hannah, on the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. On her eyes, glossy with unshed tears of frustration.

Julian slid his fingers through Vin’s hair and guided him, fucking into his mouth the way they both liked it. “Yes, yes, yes. Swallow all of me you can. Just like that.”

Hannah lost the sadness around her mouth, but Julian wasn’t about to let her retreat into a place where she felt broken either. For the moment though, he was content with Vin’s mouth on him, with her legs entangled with Vincenz’s on the bed.

“After I come down his throat, he’s going to get back in you and fuck you so hard you can’t think straight. And then I have other plans.”

She gulped and nodded and he turned his attention back to Vincenz as she got to her knees to get at Vin’s cock. It really was a wonder he lasted more than a minute and a half with these two in his bed.

“Are you fingering his ass?” she whispered into Vincenz’s ear. Loud enough for Julian to hear and send him hurtling right to the edge. Then she took one of Vin’s hands and sucked on his fingers, getting them wet. Julian watched in what felt like slow motion as Vin adjusted himself and reached between Julian’s thighs to slide those wet, slick fingers over his asshole.

A belly-deep groan came from his lips as his cock surged, needing more. Tingles and heat spread outward from that spot Vin found so easily, stroking until Julian felt it in his back teeth. Orgasm built up, more and more until there was nothing but need. Until he exploded with a harsh snarled whisper of Vin’s name.

Julian found his way back to the mattress but he wasn’t sure how. Hannah petted him, kissing over his chest as Vincenz went to clean up quickly and was back.

“Vincenz is very hard, Hannah.”

She nodded, reaching out to grab Vin’s cock. “He is.”

“He’s going to fuck you.”

Vincenz needed no more than that to roll over and settle between her thighs. She smiled up at him. “Hello.”

He thrust and she arched to get more.

“Hold the head of the bed, Hannah. Don’t let go until I say.”

She nodded and obeyed as Vincenz thrust hard and deep. Each time he slammed home she made a sound.

“When you get close, pull out. Come on her cunt,” he whispered to Vincenz, who sucked in a breath.

“Yes.”

They both looked down at her and she narrowed her gaze. “I know that look.”

“Good.”

Vincenz wanted to take his time, but it was never possible. So much lay between the three of them that it was impossible not to be so ridiculously turned on that within minutes he was ready to come and come hard. This wasn’t alleviated by the squeeze of her pussy, so wet and hot around him.

He thrust, pushing her thighs up and apart, changing the angle so he went even deeper. Holding her open to his gaze. To his touch.

And then Julian’s fingers, wet again from her mouth, slid over his balls, already slick from her pussy, and then a tease against his asshole. A caress and then the burn of entry. Before long the heated pleasure as Julian pressed his every button. He cursed under his breath and Julian chuckled like the smug male he was. Doing to Vincenz just what Vincenz had done to him only minutes before.

Right on the very edge he pulled out and came in a hot rush, all over her beautiful, swollen, wet pussy.

“Oh!” Her eyes widened and she arched with a moan. “Gods …”

“I want you to use Vin’s seed and make yourself come, Hannah. You can do this, baby. Do it for us.”

She closed her eyes tight for so long Vincenz was convinced she wouldn’t do it at all. And then she opened them and let go of the bed.

Julian joined him, both of them kneeling at her legs and watching, ensorcelled as she traced her fingertips over her nipples and down. Down some more, straight to her pussy.

She widened her thighs and began a slow circle of her clit, Vin’s seed as her lube.

“I’m convinced I’ve never seen anything hotter than this in my whole life,” Vincenz breathed out as they continued to watch.

“I
know
it.”

She did this for some time and then huffed impatiently.

“Stop. You’re talking yourself out of coming. Did you masturbate before? Before they took you?”

She nodded.

“And you came? No problem?”

She nodded again.

“You’re just fine then. You’re in our bed. My mouth has been on you. Vin has been inside you. I’ve been in his mouth. His come is all over your sweet, juicy cunt, and it’s a crime, Hannah, a terrible crime to let them win. Come. You’re here with us, covered in us, use that and don’t let them win. Do as I tell you. You said you were mine, and I’m telling you to do it.”

She didn’t look totally convinced, but she went back to her pussy, her other hand playing over her nipples.

“Does it make you hot? To know we’re both here looking at you finger yourself?” Vincenz slid a hand over her thigh. “So beautiful.”

She shivered and slid two fingers into her pussy and angled her wrist to press her thumb over her clit.

They watched, breath held, as she continued and then she stiffened,
arching, pressing the back of her free hand against her mouth as she came so hard it felt like he experienced it himself.

When she opened her eyes it was to send them both a smile. “Wow.”

“See? I told you.”

“Now I’m sticky in all the best ways.”

Julian fell to bed next to her. “It’s late enough that we can probably sneak in and I can wash down all your sticky parts.”

“Deal.”

“O
h, for all the heavens’ sake!” Hannah rounded on him, her hands on her hips. “I’m not incompetent. I’ll live. Do you seriously expect to be at my side every moment of the next however many years? Do you fear I’ll start fires or wander into a busy street like a wayward toddler?”

Julian appeared to have the good sense to appear chagrined. “Don’t be glib.”

“I’ll be glib all I want. You don’t get to control me that way. If we’re naked, that’s one thing. But we’re not naked now.” She took a deep breath and tried again. “I
know
you worry. And I appreciate it. But you have a job to do. We’re at war. You’re part of the plan to make sure we win. Go. Fight. Win. I’ll be right here when you and Vincenz return.”

He stalked to her and pulled her into his arms. “I hate leaving you.”

Her anger washed away. “You’ll have to. Unless you mean to dispose of me at some point, this is your job. There’ll be other times, even after the war is over, when you have to leave me for a time.”

“I like being around you. You fill all my empty spots.”

Touched by that sweet admission, she reached up and slid her fingers through his hair. “I’m in them even when you’re not with me. Let me fill those empty spaces and go do your job. You don’t need to babysit me. I’m not going to fall apart, or go crazy and hurt someone.”

Anger flashed over his features then as he shook his head. “Stop saying stuff like that. I don’t think that. No one thinks that.”

He’d never been angry like that with her before. Oh, sure, at other people and situations, but never at her. Instead of being upset, it filled her with joy. “You never get mad with me.”

“You are
not
crazy.” He took her face in his hands, tipping it to kiss her quickly. “I hate when you say that. Vin and I hate to leave you because we both love being with you. And because, yes, yes, we want to protect you against what happened to you before. I’m sorry I got mad at you.”

She laughed. “No, it’s a good thing. Don’t you see? You and Vincenz snipe at each other back and forth all the time. You do the same with Daniel. But not with me. That you did, that you are now means you’re comfortable enough to know I won’t run away in the face of your anger. It means you want me to stay.”