Scream My Name (21 page)

“
Well
?”

“There isn’t much to tell,” he finally answered.

“Earlier today at the fair, you said you owed Leila’s great-aunt a debt. Is that why you help her at the restaurant? Is it your way of repaying this debt?” she questioned, and before she could stop herself, asked, “Or is it just an excuse to be around Leila?” She knew she’d gotten to him when the hand she held tightened a fraction.

When Leila had been confused about her feelings for Brandan, she’d mentioned to Danita her odd relationship with Hawk. Although she hadn’t come out and said it, and at the time, Danita hadn’t known Hawk, Danita felt there was more to their relationship than Leila had disclosed.

“Leila is like a sister to me. There is nothing going on between us other than a lifelong friendship,” he said with a small bite that surprised her. He didn’t speak for a while after that, and returned to running the towel over her body.

When he did, his words surprised her. “Aunt Sadie picked me off the streets. Literally. I was turning tricks, and if it hadn’t been for her…well, there is no telling where I would have ended up.”

Her breath caught in her throat and her mouth fell open. Of all the things he could have told her, she never expected to hear this.

“What? I…” she broke off, completely thrown, unsure what to say.

“I don’t like to talk about it. It’s a part of my past, and something I don’t want to revisit.” He put an end to the conversation, and Danita wanted to weep in a curious blend of frustration and compassion.

“Hawk…please,” she began, only to have him cut her off by turning her around to straddle him, and pulling her head down to slant his mouth on hers.

After long, desperate-feeling kisses, kisses that felt more than passionate, Danita kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him. He kissed her, saying more with his whole being, his kisses, than he was able to say with words.

“Please, Dani…I don’t want to talk about it.” He spoke the words against her mouth, his forehead resting against hers.

She wrapped her arms around him and held on, giving him the only comfort she knew he’d accept.

“Thank you.” As he spoke, he silently dictated to her to open her legs for him by nudging at them, and she obeyed.

“Are you sore here?” he asked, and ran the towel over her mound down the line of her leg where pussy and thigh met, and back between the crease of her sore fat clit.

“Umm…yes,” she admitted, yet her pussy clamped on to the lean finger and milked it, her ass rolling against his hardened thickness pressing against the small of her back.

Despite the vigorous sexual activity over the last hour, she still wanted him.

“God, what is wrong with me?” she said aloud, and laughed reluctantly.

“What do you mean?” he asked, continuing his hot, thorough washing.

“I’ve always enjoyed sex. But I don’t know if I’ve ever loved it so much that despite being sore I want more. And I’ve
never wanted, uh…”
she hesitated, and when he filled in the words she ducked her head, suddenly embarrassed. “Yeah.
That,”
she reiterated, and groaned when he lined the towel with his finger, soaped it up, and inserted it into her anus.

“But it felt good, you enjoyed it,” he said in confidence.

She couldn’t deny the truth of his words. Instead of answering, she lay against him and allowed him to minister to her.

“What other fantasies do you have? Ones you’ve never shared…ones you never thought could possibly happen, but the one you ache to have fulfilled?” he asked, slowly running a clean sponge over her body, the water slowly trickling down the line of her breasts, and Danita closed her eyes, enjoying the attention.

“Hmmm. I don’t know,” she hedged, although the fantasy she dreamed of, the one she
knew
she’d absolutely never have fulfilled, suddenly burned in her mind. The same one she’d thought of at the fair. The one of Hawk and an unknown man making love to her, both at the same time.

“Tell me…” His low, husky voice encouraged her to share her most illicit sexual fantasy.

After she shared it with him, she felt odd, wondering if he would think less of her for sharing the forbidden fantasy she’d long dreamed about, yet never had the nerve to try and have fulfilled.

She turned around, trying to gauge his reaction. But he said nothing, instead smiled at her, ran a lightly roughened thumb down her cheek, and leaned down to kiss her.

“You think I’m a freak, don’t you?” She laughed nervously.

“No.”

He turned her around fully, and placed her legs around his lean hips.

“What I think is you are a woman who deserves to have every one of her fantasies fulfilled,” he said with a promise in his eyes that was suddenly frightening to her, considering what her fantasy had been.

He lifted her body and slowly impaled her, pressing deep into her welcoming warmth, and soon Danita got caught up in the rapture of his incredible lovemaking and all thoughts of what she’d shared with him were forgotten.

“O
h, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were in here,” Danita said, walking into the bedroom and seeing Gregory, Hawk’s ex-roommate in the room.

“I thought you left. Excuse me,” she murmured, forcing her eyes away from the low-slung towel wrapped around his lean waist.

Confused as to the reasons for Gregory’s state of undress, she forced her gaze away from his hard, shower-wet body and dewy chest, turning to go.

She’d come over to Hawk’s apartment after he’d invited her over for dinner. His ex-roommate was there, and the two of them had been hauling a piece of heavy furniture from one of the rooms into a truck as she’d come in.

Hawk had introduced them, and when the other man had smiled at her, his light gray eyes ran over hers subtly, yet she’d easily picked up a sexual interest in his gaze.

He was similar height to Hawk, yet broader. His body reminded her of Leila’s husband’s, with his thick, muscled thighs bulging around the loose fitting shorts he wore, and the muscles on his chest straining against the plain white T-shirt. She’d stared at him, unable to look away when she caught the thick bulge straining his shorts.

But she looked away when she saw he’d noticed, a small smile flitting across his sensual lips.

Now, as she turned to leave, her hand on the doorknob, Gregory’s next words halted her before she could leave.

“No, it’s no problem. In fact, Hawk invited me,” he answered.

Danita spun around to face him, a question forming on her lips to ask what he meant when Hawk opened the door and walked inside.

“It’s okay, Danita, I invited Gregory.”

Hawk walked over, the heat from his body blanketing her back. She automatically leaned back, resting her back against his chest.

Turning around she looked up at him, confused. He leaned down and kissed her, whispering against the corner of her mouth,

“It’s all for you, sweetheart. Everything I do will be for you,” he said.

“What’s going on, Hawk?” she asked, breaking away, her eyes frantically watching his while her heart beat wildly against her chest.

Without answering he quickly divested her of her clothing before shucking his jeans and pulling his shirt over his head, tossing them all in the corner of the room. When he turned her around, her eyes widened in alarm, her heart racing when Gregory stood before her, the towel no longer hiding his rigid cock from her eyes.

Swallowing, easing back until she was as close to Hawk as she could be, she gripped his forearms, her nails sinking into his skin as she frantically sought to get away from Gregory approaching her. Her body shook as the clarity of what Hawk intended to have happen came crashing down on her.

“Hawk, no! I don’t want this! I—”

Her words were cut off when Hawk moved her face around and claimed her lips, at the same time that Gregory knelt down in front of her. His fingers separated the lips of her vagina and he stroked into her core in one hot, long swipe. She cried out against Hawk’s mouth, bucking her hips against the marauding tongue stroking her, but firm fingers held her still as his foreign tongue continued to eat her.

Despite her denial, the feel of Gregory’s tongue against her soaking pussy, swirling and laving her clit, as Hawk handled her breasts, toying and plucking at her extended nipples, was as overwhelming in its affect on her mind and body as it was intense. She reared her body away from Gregory’s insistent tongue sliding over her pussy, swallowing the cream that now flowed so thickly from her body.

“Close your eyes and pretend it’s me between your thighs, Danita,” he whispered, and Danita allowed her eyes to flutter close as Gregory added his fingers and inserted two inside her tightening, slick core, his tongue continuing to lave her vaginal lips, gliding over her hood, before taking her extended, tight, blood-filled clit into his mouth.

She gasped, and helpless, unable to stop her body from enjoying what he was doing to her, rolled her hips and widened her stance to give him better access. The slight stubble of his cheeks rubbing against her inner thigh added to the erotic feeling, and when he plunged three of his thick fingers deep into her core and tapped against her inner spot she broke the kiss with Hawk and ground against Gregory’s face, her inner walls clamping down on his fingers, milking them as her orgasm began to unfurl.

When she felt her body tighten, she tossed her head back and forth against Hawk’s hard chest, no longer thinking of right and wrong, her body taut, ready to explode. The tingling sensation unfurling in her belly rushed through her until she broke. She released a loud keening wail as she came, and her body shook violently from the intensity of her release, sweat running in rivulets between her breasts.

Hawk laid soft kisses along her throat as Gregory continued to feather his hot tongue over the lips of her vagina, stroking between her lips in feather like touches until her body calmed.

As soon as the last shuddering waves left, she turned around in Hawk’s embrace and buried her face against his chest. It was a long moment before she was able to move her head and stare up at him, her mind in a chaotic whirl, her emotions all over the place, afraid of what she’d allowed to happen, dismayed at how good it felt to allow Gregory to do what he did.

Tears stung the back of her eyes, and her throat was clogged.

With her breath coming out in gasps, her chest heaving, she looked into his eyes, searching for an answer in his dark gaze, an answer she knew couldn’t come from him. An answer she alone had the answer to.

“We can stop this now. We don’t have to go any further with it. It’s up to you, sweetheart,” he murmured, wrapping her in his arms.

Hawk stared down at the woman he knew without a doubt was his. A woman he’d known was his from the moment he’d met her.

He wrapped his arms around her, tightening his hold, and lay his head on top of her soft curls. The feelings she aroused in him should have scared him, they were so intense, so powerful they seemed unreal. She shared herself with him, her goals in life, her fears, and told him things he knew she’d never shared with another he knew.

She was his.

She belonged to him, whether she knew it or not, and the thought that after the lovemaking they shared, she’d want another had made him see red. But he knew that he was the last man she’d ever be with. She hadn’t admitted her love, but he knew it was there. She’d had the fantasy of being with another, and
he
had been the one to fulfill it. He wanted her to have no doubts that she was his, and if it took allowing her fantasy to be fulfilled to do so, so be it.

He would do anything it took to claim her.

But just once.

“But, it will never happen again, Danita. I will not tolerate another man touching you. Ever,” he said, lifting her face, wiping the tears from her eyes. “You are mine,” he said, waiting for her response.

She closed her eyes, and unable to speak for long moments, rested her cheek against his heart. She felt Hawk’s heart beating as strongly and loudly as hers against her naked face. He wiped the lone tear that had escaped out of the corner of her eyes with the roughened pad of thumb, and the look in his dark eyes was so intense, so filled with…God,
love,
Danita wanted to run away from the power of its intensity.

What she’d allowed to happen—what she’d longed to happen in her fantasies—he’d given to her. What would he think of her, that she’d enjoyed another man’s mouth on her and wanted to know—just once—what it would feel like to have two men make love to her at the same time?

“Why?” She needed to know why he’d brought another into their lovemaking. She had to know his reasoning for allowing such a thing to happen. If he cared for her as much as his eyes, his words, his actions had shown over the last weeks of their relationship, why would he allow this—invite another man to share her?

“It’s for you sweetheart. Everything I do will now and always will be for you. No one else.” The look of an emotion she refused to name shone so brightly in his eyes, it forced Danita to turn her head away, unable to accept what she saw.

“But you have to be the one to say you want this. Only you, Danita,” he said, his thumbs caressing each side of her face gently.

Taking a deep breath, her heart racing loudly to her own ears, she mutely nodded her head in assent and lay her head back down on his chest.

Hawk gently cradled her in his arms and carried her the small distance to the bed where he lay her down. Turning away from her, he opened the side drawer and withdrew a prophylactic, and sheathed his thick erection before lying down beside her.

Danita felt the mattress dip behind her and knew that Gregory had joined them on the bed. Goose bumps feathered across her naked body and she fought the desire to cover herself with her arms, to hide her body from the hot gaze she felt searing her back.

Licking her lips, she looked up at Hawk, the only lumination coming from the slow burning candles in the room. The vanilla scent from the candles, and their low light, added an overall erotic feeling to the room.

She ran her gaze over Hawk’s beautifully sculpted features, from his soulful eyes, down his prominent nose, to his chiseled sensual lips, and felt the knotted muscles in her body begin to relax, to lose some of the tension, his presence soothing her overwrought nerves, calming the frantic pulsing of her heart.

He pulled her close to his warm welcoming body, and before he claimed her lips with his own, murmured, “Relax, sweetheart. You can trust me. Always.”

After delivering soft kisses over her lips, he stroked his tongue deep inside her mouth, while one hand delved down between her slick core.

She moaned into his mouth, while gyrating her body against his hand, losing herself in him. When she felt a second pair of hands lightly touch her back in feather like touches, she tensed. Hawk released her lips. “Relax, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you,” he promised.

Taking a calming breath, Danita nodded her head and wrapped her leg around Hawk’s lean hips and in earnest, moved against his fingers as they plunged in easy glides in and out of her, her cream now flowing over his hand and sliding down her perineum, the sensitive seam separating her vagina and her anus, moaning in delight at the feel of his plunging fingers.

When Hawk withdrew his dew-covered fingers, she felt Gregory’s large hands separate the cheeks of her buttocks, massaging, squeezing the globes, before one of his fingers, buried between her ass cheeks and slick with some type of lubricant, circled her anus, ringing her hole in careful tight circles. She shut her eyes and grit her teeth when she felt a small, slick object ease into her, accompanied by a gush of gel filling her anus.

Giving her no time to react, Hawk began to inch his shaft inside her vagina. Simultaneously, she felt the bulbous knob of Gregory’s cock press against her opening, and instantly clenched up, tightening against both invasions.

Although Hawk had introduced her to this method of lovemaking and she’d enjoyed it, the thought of a man she didn’t know performing this act on her was one that filled her with anxiety.

With her muscles tightening, she bucked her hips away from Gregory, and impaled herself on Hawk’s thick cock in one hard thrust, rubbing her pelvis against his groin. The hot action elicited a tight groan from his clenched lips. As he stroked inside of her, his hands ran over her body.

“Accept him, Danita. This is for you,” Hawk insisted, softly, stroking a hand along the side of her body before resting it at the curvature of her waist.

With a moan of acceptance, her body and mind having a tug of war of denial versus hot anticipation, her body won. Danita relaxed her muscles and allowed Gregory passage, accepting his careful strokes until he was deeply imbedded inside her.

For long moments the trio didn’t move, each enjoying the sensation of being inside the other, bodies slightly shifting to accommodate the other.

And then Hawk began to move. His fingers dug into the smooth swell of her hip as he dragged his cock in and out of her wet core. She leaned closer to him and pressed her mouth against his, her lips eagerly opening when she felt the tip of his tongue nudge them until he stroked into her mouth with his tongue.

She whimpered against Hawk’s mouth when she felt Gregory’s hand glide over her body. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand, flicking a thumb over her nipple until it spiked, painfully pressing against his palm.

Although her mind was still battling against what she was doing, her body began to undulate, skewering Hawk’s cock before gliding off enough to grind her buttocks on Gregory’s shaft. Sandwiched between the two men, blood rushing to her head, her body on fire, she undulated back and forth, driving her hips forward and then back, riding Hawk’s shaft, then rolling her hips against Gregory’s strokes as he penetrated her deeply from behind. Her body and limbs trembled violently as her delicious forbidden fantasy blazed to life, the sheer eroticism of two men making love to her sending both mind and body into heated overdrive.

When Hawk released her lips, he leaned his dark head down and captured one of her breasts in his mouth, grazing his teeth over her erect nipple. At the same time Gregory moved his fingers from her waist to her stomach, his fingers trailing down to her mons before toggling her clit.

Danita cried out against the onslaught of sensations on her body and grasped Hawk by the back of his head, pulled off the band from his ponytail and tunneled her fingers through the thick, silky strands, her head tossing on the satin-covered pillow, lost in the sensual web the two men had snared her within.

She hiked her leg higher, wrapping it more securely around Hawk, hooking her foot around the outer cheek of one of his buttocks. Back and forth she rolled her hips between them, glorying in the exquisite feel of two large bodies covering her, front and back, of two men caressing her body, catering to her with dual sets of hands, lips, and cocks. Two thick shafts stuffing her to the brim as they ministered to her every need, while driving her to the ultimate satisfaction, driving her to a mind-shattering release she felt hovering, just out of reach. The walls of her pussy sucked and milked Hawk’s hard driving cock, while she maintained a suction grip on Gregory’s cock, impaling her from the back until a rush of euphoria swamped her.