Tangled Shadows (17 page)

The kiss deepened and he moved one hand across her cheek, along her sensitive neck, to circle the hard peak of a nipple.

Brooke wanted this, no, needed this. The encounter with Silas had shaken her more than she’d anticipated. Having Galen close would go a long way to make her feel better.

Galen chuckled against her neck, tickling her.

“What’s so funny?” She smiled.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I can feel your desire, your need for me and it’s making me laugh. I love the idea that you want me.” She kissed him. “I do.” The excitement of the moment made breathing difficult.

He cupped one breast, teasing the nipple, while the other hand smoothed along her spine to her ass. He cupped the full cheek and tugged her onto his lap. “I’m glad,” he whispered against her lips.

Brooke smiled some more. She couldn’t remember a man who simultaneously made her smile and so excited, she felt as if her heart would jump out of her chest. Her whole body burned, but at the same time she was relaxed on the inside. Like something she’d held clenched tight for years had finally come undone.

He undid the buttons down her back. When ordering the dress via computer, Brooke had also spent credits on pretty underwear she knew her men would appreciate.

As her top fell to her waist, Galen groaned. He framed her chest with both hands and gaped at the light-purple bra. It was satin and smooth, giving her ample chest a bit of a lift, presenting her breasts as if on a silver platter.

And Galen looked ravenous.

“I can’t wait to see the rest.” He leaned forward and tugged on the little black satin bow between her breasts. “I love this bow.”

“There are more,” she whispered huskily.

His head fell forward and he moaned.

Brooke felt her smile stretch across the whole of her face. She’d never played like this, driving her partner to distraction through sexy lingerie. She hadn’t realized it could be fun as well as making her drip.

“You want to see?” She climbed off his lap.

Galen relaxed, opening his trousers to relieve the pressure. “Jade, yes, I want to see.”

“Then get naked.”

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Galen’s brows shot up, but he voiced no argument. Instead he jumped up and tore his clothes off.

Brooke wanted to rub her throbbing clit when Galen stroked up and down his big cock. He was pure sex, sweat gleaming on his toned body. She wanted to lick him from head to toe.

And maybe she would. But first she wanted to play some more.

Her gorgeous dress was still fastened around her waist, her breasts clad in her bra.

She swallowed once and then pushed any thoughts about making an ass of herself by taking her clothes off in front of him aside.

“I can’t wait.”

Brooke’s pussy gushed. She stroked her hands up her legs, slowly, so he could imagine her skin beneath the dress. Once at her hips, she continued up the sides of her torso until she reached her breasts.

Galen groaned and tightened the grip around his engorged dick. A drop escaped at the top. Brooke wanted to lick it off, but she wanted to continue her torture more.

Her hands wandered to the front of her body, up her stomach. She captured her breasts and molded them against her, tugging at the peaks through the cloth.

Galen thrust into his fingers.

Brooke played with the strap of her bra, as if she was going to pull it down and reveal her bounty. His eyes were glued to her hands, but she kept herself covered.

Instead, she moved to the side of her waist, making sure her breasts thrust forward, close to his face. She tugged at the short zipper and her dress slid down her legs, leaving her in bra and matching underwear.

He clenched his fingers around the base of his penis and groaned as if she’d set him on fire.

Brooke stepped out of the dress and turned in a circle. “Can you see the bows?” Sweat stood on his upper lip. Galen swallowed. “Holy Jade, I can.” The bows decorated the front and the back. Her underwear was in the shape of bikini briefs. Thongs might look sexy, but in Brooke’s experience it wasn’t much fun wearing butt-floss. If her men disagreed, they’d either have to get used to it or prove her differently.

“Come here,” Galen panted.

Brooke stepped between his legs. That drop on the tip of the mushroom head was too much for her. She leaned forward and flicked her tongue across it.

Galen hissed. He plunged his hands in her hair and pulled her head up until their eyes met. “If you continue along this road there won’t be much fun left for you.” Brooke smirked and climbed on his lap until her knees were next to his hips. Her panty-clad pussy slid back and forth against his hard cock. She closed her eyes. This was too good to rush.

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Galen’s hands moved up until he cupped her breasts. When he tweaked her nipples, Brooke moaned. That little nip went straight to the clit she rubbed against his dick. “More,” she groaned.

Galen followed her order. But he kept caressing her on top of the bra. Brooke wanted his touch on her skin, but could barely catch her breath, let alone have enough spare to speak.

In the end she scrambled to undo the clasps at the back. When they became entangled in the gentle lace covering, she wanted to just tear it open, but Galen’s hands covered hers and stopped her.

“I want to see you wear this again,” he murmured and kissed her neck as he untangled the hooks and slid off her bra. He grasped her breasts and rubbed his thumbs across her tight peaks.

Brooke’s head fell back and her eyelids closed. “Harder,” she groaned. He followed the instructions, but took his sweet time doing so. When he leaned forward and laved one tight nipple, shivers ran down Brooke’s spine. It felt so good.

Then he sucked the whole tip of her breast into the hot cavern of his mouth and she was one step away from flying into the abyss.

“More,” she gasped.

Instead, he moved over to the until-now neglected tip and gave it the same treatment. So close, Brooke was oh-so close. The gusset of her panties was drenched.

Galen kept his mouth occupied with her breasts and tugged at the waistband of her underwear. To get it off she would have to rise up and stop rubbing her clit against his dick. Not an option right now.

“Can you make more of these?”

For a moment Brooke wasn’t sure what he meant. When she understood he was one step away from tearing them off, she laughed. “As many as we need.” He kissed her hard. “We’ll need a lot.”

With that he tore the thin fabric off her. Brooke moaned when the heat of his cock hit the dampness of her pussy. She kept moving and he had to grab her ass to make her stop. She held still while he steadied his member.

Brooke exhaled and threw her head back as she slowly sank down the hot, hard length. As always, his width kept her on the edge between pleasure and pain. He kissed his way from one breast to the other, sometimes sucking only on the nipple, sometimes on whole tip of her breast.

She began to move. They both groaned.

“As much as I enjoy watching, can anybody join?” Nikolai’s voice sounded from the door.

Brooke looked at him. She’d known he was there since he’d entered the room. His watching had driven her even higher. “Not everybody can join, but you are always welcome.”

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He stepped up and kissed first her and then Galen. “Are you sure?” he asked, his eyes serious.

Brooke nodded. He smiled and pulled a small bottle out of his pocket. She laughed.

“You’re a regular space scout.”

“Always prepared.” He grinned. Nikolai held her head for a deep kiss.

Feeling her tongue tangle with his while Galen sucked her nipple had goose bumps running up and down her body. Both, together, were unbelievable.

Nikolai stepped behind her and gently played with Galen’s balls. He threw his head back, moaned and grew even bigger inside her.

Nikolai’s fingers wandered along Galen’s cock. Brooke felt them every time she moved down. Then he slowly followed her sensitive perineum until he reached her entrance. For a moment Brooke froze, but Galen’s kiss returned her to the here and now.

Nikolai stroked his lubed-up fingers around her entrance. “Press out,” he demanded and Brooke followed orders. One of his big fingers pressed inside her. She couldn’t decide if his penetration was pleasure or pain. When he began to move his fingers, pulling nearly out and then going back in, every nerve ending in her passage stood at attention.

And she still struggled to decide.

Nikolai attempted to press two fingers inside her back door and pain became the dominant factor, but her pussy grew wetter. “It hurts.” Nikolai ignored her, only telling her, “Press out, Brooke, I’m coming in.” Brooke tried to move away from the pain but both men held on to her. She was just about to protest, when Galen moved his hand between them and played with her throbbing clit. Brooke couldn’t keep her body still, only the men’s strength kept her on the sofa. Her clit became more and more sensitive and the play took her attention away from the pain.

Nikolai had two fingers inside her, massaging and caressing her back channel, balancing Brooke once again on the edge.

She needed to orgasm so badly and was so close, but neither man seemed prepared to push her over the edge. “Fuck me, for Jade’s sake, fuck me!”

“Are you sure?” Nikolai growled.

“Yes!” Brooke screamed, but she closed her eyes and nearly strangled Galen with her arms around his neck. He understood and returned the hug.

She felt more lube and then Nikolai’s hard length pressing against her. His two fingers had been no match to his dick, but Brooke was so close the added pain was welcome.

Anything to push her over into the abyss.

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She clenched her fingers around Galen’s shoulders and tried to breathe, but neither man was what could be described as small. They gave her a moment before they started to move in tandem. One moved in and the other moved out, then the other way around.

Her hard nipples rubbed against Galen’s sweat-soaked chest. She felt Nikolai’s small nubs rubbing against her back.

Her body grew accustomed and the men increased their tempo. Now Brooke clung to Galen’s shoulders to keep from floating away. Her body was awash with violent sensations, too many, coming too fast to process.

Nikolai curled one arm around her waist and moved his hand between her and Galen. His touch was nearly too much, but he persisted, raising the plateau. Then he sank his teeth into her neck and drank.

Brooke flew apart. Colors swam before her closed eyes and sensations chased each other through her body. Galen and Nikolai followed only seconds later and in that instance where all three flew through the air, helplessly whirling around, all walls dropped and their mind link exploded.

Brooke could feel her cunt around Galen’s thick cock, the pressure her orgasming channel put on him, combined with Nikolai’s dick rubbing against him. She could feel Galen’s need for her and for Nikolai, and Nikolai’s need to finish the mission and have both her and Galen safe.

It became too much and gray edged Brooke’s vision.

Nikolai stopped drinking.

Galen kissed her, robbing her of more breath, while at the same time sharing his strength. The gray receded. Galen’s and Nikolai’s release pumped into her, their pulsing continuing her high.

After what felt like an age they finished. Brooke slumped between them. Nikolai licked the bite. He rested his head on her shoulder. “Wowzer,” he panted.

He said nothing else.

For a moment Brooke stayed absolutely still before she giggled. “Wowzer? What planet are you from?”

Nikolai nipped at her shoulder but began to laugh as well. Galen kissed her laughing mouth. “He’s always been eloquent.”

Happiness filled Brooke. This is what she wanted for the rest of her life.

She stomped on the doubt that tried to creep in again. They had to mean it.

Nikolai slumped against Brooke, trying to catch his breath. Sharing Brooke like this with Galen, without agendas and traps and her open to both of them had been wondrous and as erotic as he’d imagined. He gently disengaged and stepped inside the washroom to clean up. He also grabbed a wet cloth for Brooke.

When he returned, Brooke had fallen asleep resting against Galen, who stroked up and down her spine.

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Nikolai flashed back to Brooke’s little striptease. She hadn’t acknowledged him, but the increase in her pounding pulse had told of her awareness. She’d ignored him, staying in her role as the dominant.

He’d remained in the background and watched her torture his partner. He looked forward to her doing the same to him.

Nikolai caught Galen’s gaze. His friend had satisfaction dripping out of every pore of his body. “We’ll have to do that again,” Galen said, his voice hoarse.

Nikolai nodded as he leaned across Brooke’s body to kiss him. Her taste was on his lips, mixed with Galen’s own dark taste. It was as if Nikolai kissed both at the same time. “Let’s get some sleep. The meeting will be difficult enough without us being weak from too much sex.”

“Is there such a thing?” Galen asked. He rose slowly, keeping Brooke in his arms.

Nikolai had to steady him once he got to his feet.

“From now on, let’s make sure we do this in bed or any other flat surface I can sleep on. I don’t want to move after,” Galen grumbled.

Nikolai slung his arm across Galen’s shoulders and guided him to the bedroom.

Galen flopped down, Brooke in his arms, and fell asleep. Nikolai lay down on the foot end of the bed and studied both of them in their sleep.

Brooke lost some of her Amazon. She looked less fierce and more vulnerable without her formidable eyes threatening blood with one look. Galen always looked more Naema when he slept. His power and radiance, held in check when awake, came through. His skin took on a shine and his blond hair radiated light.

Nikolai’s vision became blurry and a lump formed in his throat. These two meant everything to him. Tonight he would take them into danger. It would be the three against Jade who knew how many blood-crazy Ferals.