The Power of Persuasion (21 page)

His tongue swept over Neeve’s already swollen clit and he tasted all three of them, which made him even harder. Willow murmured something and then his tongue tangled with Mac’s as they both penetrated her cunt.

“
Wait.”
Neeve said.

Mac froze, thinking for a second she was going to call him out for touching Willow, but she was struggling to sit up, her hands still wrapped around their cocks.

“
I want to try something
.”

She urged them closer until their knees touched her hips and brought their cocks as close together as she could working them in unison. Mac abandoned his attempt to use his mouth on her and finger fucked her instead as Willow did the same. They were all pressed so tightly together that he couldn’t even see what he was doing and was grateful for the psychic feedback which showed how close Neeve was to coming for them. And it was for them. He and Willow were working perfectly together to give Neeve pleasure.

And she was working them hard…God, he wanted to climax, wanted to watch his and Willow’s come explode out of their cocks, dripping down over Neeve’s fingers. Even as he thought it, he got his wish and it was even better than he’d imagined it would be, even better than when Kaiden had been their third…

Willow gasped and dug his fingers into Mac’s shoulder as he kept on coming, his mind enveloping Mac’s and Neeve’s in the enormity of his pleasure. As soon as Neeve released his cock, Mac returned to her cunt and used his fingers and his mouth to bring his female to another climax. Willow took his place and did the same thing until Neeve was screaming their names.

Willow crouched between Neeve’s thighs and Mac absently stroked his hand over the other man’s ass, admiring the taut muscle and the flex of his hips. Neeve finally went still and seemed to fall asleep for a moment. Mac knew it wouldn’t be long before she needed them again, so he took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and wash.

Willow followed him in and used the second sink to rinse off, his green skin shining like a pearl with exertion. After he washed, Mac went hunting for some fresh towels and threw one over to his companion.

“Thank you.” Willow met his gaze in the mirror. “Do you mind me being here, First Male?”

“No.”

“Good.” His slow smile made Mac stare hard at him. “I am honored to service you both.”

Mac took the three steps that brought him across to Willow. “You don’t have to serve me.”

“You don’t wish to fuck me?” Willow shook his head. “You are lying to yourself.”

“Our job is to be here for Neeve.”

“And due to our combined efforts, she is asleep now, and would not begrudge either of us the opportunity to fuck each other.”

“She doesn’t know—”

Willow opened his eyes wide. “That you’ve already touched me?” He stroked his half-hard cock. “Had you hand on my cock and your fingers in my ass?” With a sigh, he shook his head. “Of course you haven’t told her. I mean nothing to you, do I?” He went to push past Mac. “I need to get back to my First Female.”

“Wait.” Mac put his hand on Willow’s shoulder.

“For what, Ian Mac? For you to give me a chance to fully share this joining with both of you? I suspect I will be waiting a very long time for that invitation.”

“For me to apologize.” Mac met Willow’s frustrated gaze. “I’m struggling here.”

Willow’s half-smiled and lowered his telepathic shields. “I’m not sure what is wrong with me, either. I never expected to get this opportunity.” He shook his head. “And now I’m complaining about it not fulfilling all my fantasies when I am only here to serve and more than willing to do so.”

Mac moved his hand and pinched Willow’s nipple hard. “Don’t undervalue yourself.” His cock stirred and he was so close to the other man that he could feel Willow’s excitement, too. Reaching between them he gripped Willow’s cock and pressed it against his own. The bolt of pure lust that shot through them both made him almost bite his tongue.

This was way out of his comfort zone, and yet if anyone apart from Neeve had told him to stop at that moment, he would’ve growled at them to stand down. Touching Willow like this felt right in a way it hadn’t felt even with Kaiden.

“Sit up here.”

Willow braced his hands on the countertop and sat on it and Mac returned his attention to the other man’s cock, rubbing it hard and watching the pre-cum at the tip gather and roll down to lubricate his fingers. The only sound was Willow’s harried breathing and the slick slide of his own pumping fingers.

Adjusting his grip, Mac slid his wet thumb downward over Willow’s tight balls and the soft skin of his taint. Willow moved closer to the edge of the countertop arching his hips so that Mac could reach.

“
Soap
?”

Willow leaned back and placed the dish of homemade soap by his thigh. Mac scooped up a finger full of the soft goop and circled Willow’s arsehole.

“
Please, Ian Mac.”

Mac didn’t reply, his attention all on the inward plunge of his finger inside Willow’s arse.

“
Gods
…”

Willow’s pleasure and anticipation resonated through Mac’s mind making him want to move faster, harder, to own the other man in a way that he’d never even considered owning Kaiden.

“
I am yours already, Ian Mac.”

He glanced up from his plunging finger to find Willow staring at him, his pupils almost dilated black with lust and need.

“
I want to fuck you
,” Mac added another finger and worked Willow hard. “
I want my cock in you
.”

With a stifled sound, Willow brought his feet up and set them on the countertop opening himself as wide as he could to Ian Mac’s fingers.

“
More, give me more. Give me your cock.”

He waited as Ian Mac slathered his cock in the soap and leaned forward, one hand wrapped around the base of his shaft as he sought Willow’s puckered hole. Letting out his breath, he tried to relax as he was penetrated.

“
God…”
Ian Mac breathed hard in his mind. “
You’re so tight.”

“Just fuck me, please, just—”
Willow groaned out loud, the sound echoing through the bathroom as Ian Mac took him at his word and with a series of quick thrusts buried himself deep inside Willow.

Willow braced himself against Ian Mac’s shoulder as the other man started to pound into him, both of their gazes directed downward toward the amazing sight of Ian Mac’s cock fucking him hard.

“
Hold my cock.”
Willow begged.

Ian Mac obliged and pumped him in time to the movement of his hips. Red hot colors flashed behind Willow’s eyes and he sent the sensations out to Ian Mac and received them back. He’d never felt like this before. It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. The heat between them seemed to be forming a bond, an unbreakable tie that couldn’t be possible when his lover only saw him as a temporary mate to satisfy his female for three days.

A blur of movement at the door to the bathroom had Willow opening his eyes and looking over Mac’s shoulder to where a naked Neeve stood watching them. When she caught his eye, she strolled over and ran a hand over Ian Mac’s flexing buttock.

“Very nice, First Male. You two make a pretty picture.”

To Willow’s dismay, Ian Mac stopped moving. His cock was still buried deep inside Willow but his mind slammed shut. It was like being cut off from oxygen.

“Neeve, I—”

Neeve came closer and grabbed Ian Mac’s chin. “There’s no need to apologize. Willow and I are Pavlovan. We understand these things, don’t we, Willow?”

Willow could barely nod, the sensation of being shut out was still too painful. Neeve’s expression gentled as she turned to him, and kissed him on the lips.

“You are beautiful together. Thank you for sharing yourself with him, Willow, even though he probably doesn’t deserve it.”

He wanted to say the right thing, the gracious thing, but for the first time in his life, the conventional words, the calmness at the center of his soul had deserted him. He could only stare into her eyes. Her gaze darkened and she slid her hand down to his cock.

“If you’re done, Mac, go and shower. I’ll make sure Willow is taken care of.”

“I’m…not done.” Ian Mac rolled his hips sending another load of sensation trembling through Willow. “Will you stay and watch?”

“I’d love to, and then we can all shower and start again.” Neeve placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “I want to see you both come.”

And then it was easier to simply align his mind and thoughts with his female and allow his body to take Ian Mac’s cock and bring him to a fast climax. He felt the heat of his lover’s come deep inside him and let himself come too, his seed pouring out over Ian Mac’s fingers until he had nothing left to give.

Neeve sighed and kissed them both. “That was awesome. Now let’s shower because I need some attention too.”

Willow waited until Ian Mac disengaged and then slid off the countertop. His knees were shaking from being spread so wide and his ass was sore from the pounding Ian Mac had given him, but he would find the good in it. He would appreciate how much he had already been given and not yearn for more. The Oracle’s prophecies could be interpreted in many different ways, so perhaps this was the best he could hope for.

He glanced over at Neeve and then more covertly at Ian Mac as they stepped into the shower. He’d already been given so much. He was a fool to have expected to have everything.

“Willow?”

Neeve beckoned to him, her smile welcoming. All Pavlovan threesomes worked differently. He would focus his attention on his female and be thankful that she at least seemed to want him unreservedly.

Chapter Fourteen

Mac woke from a hasty nap to find Willow and Neeve having sex. It was day three of her mating cycle, and she was becoming less demanding. She was straddling Willow and he was smiling up at her as she rode his cock. Luckily for Neeve, Willow’s stamina was even better than Kaiden’s, which meant that Mac got many opportunities to admire his two bedmates in motion. He could also sense how well their minds ran together.

Was it like that for all Pavlovans? Or was it just because he was a slightly different species that his telepathic talents were more ragged and distinct? He felt far less in control than the other two, far more eager to grab and devour each of them whole.

As if he’d spoken out loud, Willow’s gaze flicked toward him.

“First Male.”

“Willow.”

His lover’s thoughts instantly assumed another thin wall of protection. It had been like this since he’d fucked him. As if Willow either didn’t want to share the bone shaking passion that had sprung up between them, or had retreated from it. Mac hadn’t decided which it was yet, but it annoyed the hell out of him.

He moved behind Neeve and grabbed some lube slicking it over his hardening cock. If he couldn’t fuck Willow again, he’d fuck them both, feel Neeve’s arse tighten all around him and the heavy thrust of Willow’s cock aligned with his in her cunt. He put his hand on the small of her back and she arched upward giving him a close view of the way Willow’s big cock was spreading her pussy lips wide.

“Yeah, that’s nice.” He murmured as he eased inside her. “Fuck us both, First Female until you’ve come enough to satisfy yourself. We’ll stay hard for you.”

Her throaty laugh made him even hornier. “Good.”

He concentrated on joining his body to hers, aware of Willow underneath her tensing as his slow penetration brought Mac’s cock almost alongside his.

He nipped Neeve’s throat. “Would you like us both in your cunt?”

She shuddered into a fast orgasm and he smiled against her shoulder. “I think she likes that idea, Willow.”

His lover met his gaze. “It is certainly an interesting notion, Ian Mac. I tried it once and found it quite extraordinary, so with a mate it would be—” He hesitated. “I mean with your triad mates, it would be extraordinary.”

There it was again, that attempt to distance himself from what was happening between the three of them. Was Willow blind? Mac sheathed himself fully in Neeve and started to work his hips back and forth pushing her down onto Willow. The feeling of both of them beneath him was incredibly powerful. He slowed down to appreciate it, and turned his thoughts inward, determined to smash through all the barriers Willow kept putting up and make him feel the same level of need and desperation he was dealing with.

Neeve climaxed and Willow’s breath hissed out as she clenched hard around him, setting Mac off into a frenzy of pumping that brought him intense relief. As he came, he reached down and fisted Willow’s long hair.

“Come with me. Come for Neeve.”

Willow jerked upward and started to climax, each long jet of come felt by both Mac and Neeve making Neeve climax again. Mac eased away and lifted Neeve off Willow. Holding her in his arms he took her through to the bathroom and turned the shower on.

She didn’t argue with him at all, just allowed him to wash her clean, her face buried in his shoulder, her body languid and satisfied.

“
Don’t be mean to Willow.”

He frowned as he rinsed the soap from her neck. “
Mean
?”

“
Shutting him out. It’s not fair. He…”
she hesitated. “
He deserves more
.”

“
I’m not the one shutting him out. He’s doing it.”

“
That’s not what’s coming through to me.”

“So because you two are so in sync, it’s my fault?”

She opened her eyes and blinked at him, water droplet sparkling on her eyelashes. “
Do you sense that?”

“It’s hard to miss.”
He turned off the water and reached for one of the towels.

“
Then what’s the problem?”

He gathered her up in the towel and strode back into the bedroom with her. “There isn’t one. Haven’t you listened to a word I’ve said?” His gaze fell on the empty bed. “Now where the hell has he gone?”

He dumped Neeve in the center of the bed and looked around like an idiot.

“He left a note.” Neeve handed it to him. “He thanks us for the honor of being in our bed.”