"Me?" My voice squeaked. "You want me to use this stuff on you two?"Ty nodded. "Good idea. I'm always up for a little game playing. I imagine this stuff is designed to withstand immortals?""Yep," Kaz replied. "All heavy-duty and magic reinforced - except the silk scarves I asked them to stock in the cupboard. Any of us could rip through those like tissue paper."I narrowed my eyes at him. "So what's the use?""They're just for fun. That's the whole point, after all," Kaz reminded me. "Sex is supposed to be fun.""I'll go first," Ty offered. "Anything look interesting?"I swallowed hard and studied the various pieces, imagining Ty's powerful form bent over the bench or cuffed to the cross. The problem was, I couldn't envision any way for all three of us to play in any of those scenarios."If I can make a suggestion," Kaz said. When I nodded, he continued. "If we cuff him face up on the bench, you can ride him while he sucks me off.""Or," Ty added, "you could lift my legs and
I heard Kaz squirting lube and felt his fingers massaging the warm gel into my anus. He fucked me slowly with his finger then two, stretching me gently before pressing the crown of his cock against my hole.I pushed back to ease his entry and felt the slow intrusion as he eased himself inside. Kaz was thicker than Ty, and even after last night, his invasion stung a little, though my body wouldn't be at all damaged by the process. Ty was still grinning up at me, holding himself still until Kaz was seated.I propped my hands on Ty's chest and began to glide back and forth on his erection while Kaz moved slowly in my rear. Just like before, the sensation was amazing, feeling their two sturdy cocks sliding against one another with just my thin internal membrane between them. I could see Ty's enjoyment - he was biting his own lower lip and his neck was corded and taut. Kaz's fingers dug into my hips as he pushed in and out of my ass, moaning softly when he thrust deep.Even after our lit
"Damn, Kaz. Now I'm hard again." Sure enough, Ty had stiffened almost fully again beneath my hand. "But I don't want to leave Dani out."Kaz withdrew and disposed of his condom before offering me a hand to help me down from my perch. Unfazed by the smear of semen on my skin, I simply rubbed it in before moving to uncuff Ty's hand."It's okay with me," I assured them. "I think watching you two is hotter than hell.""If you're sure," Kaz said, leaning over to kiss me. "Wait right here." He zipped across the room and easily lifted the upholstered chaise, which he set about five feet away from the cross and just slightly to the side. Lounging there, I'd have a perfect view.The chaise was slip-covered in soft white cotton - I assumed so it could be completely cleaned between each use of the room. I moved over to the cabinet and helped myself to a small silver vibrator, which I unwrapped while I watched Ty use the same cuffs to strap Kaz's arms to the upper crossbars of the giant wooden
I woke with the suffocating sense of something on my chest.My first instinct was pure, blind panic, but as I gasped in a breath, consciousness surfaced and I realized two things. First, I could still breathe, so I didn't need to freak. Two - I didn't need to freak. Somehow in our sleep, Ty had rolled on top of me while Kaz was pressed snugly at my side, one strong arm draped around us both.And I wasn't afraid.Oh. My. God. I wasn't afraid.The magnitude of that shook me to the core.Ty's eyes flew open above mine and he hurriedly rolled away. "I'm so sorry, sweetness. I didn't mean..."I placed my fingers over his lips and shook my head. "It's all right. I'm all right." I could hear the wonder in my own tone.Kaz leaned up on one elbow. "You sure?"I nodded. "Yeah. It's the weirdest thing, but yeah." Suddenly I wanted something I'd been unable to enjoy for centuries. "Can you guys just close in tight - and hug me?" I knew if I started to freak, they'd sense it and let me go.
Part 3: Just for JessThe metallic ping of the airplane's seat belt warning broke me from a light doze as the transatlantic jet began its descent into Chicago. I rubbed my eyes and quickly stuffed my netbook and headset into my oversized purse, shoving that under my seat seconds before the flight attendant stopped to glare at me on her pass through the darkened first-class cabin.The good part about traveling with other vampires was nobody in the compartment tried to open the window shades. The bad part was my investment team was made up of a bunch of workaholic immortals, and we'd continued discussing business through most of the flight. After my conference in London, I was exhausted, not to mention hungry. Even vampires have a hard time sneaking bagged blood onto an international flight, and feeding off the flight attendants was a no-no."Good night, Ms. Maitland," one of the attendants called as I left the plane."See you soon, Jessamy," added one of my colleagues, far too che
The following day we had a blast. Although my brain kept nagging at me about this or that thing I should be doing, I forced myself to relax and enjoy the manicure, pedicure, massage and facial along with my two best friends. The stylist touched up my highlights - while my golden blonde color is natural, the sun-streaks, for obvious reasons, are not - and applied just the right amount of makeup for the minimalist look I prefer - smoky liner to highlight my gray eyes and a velvety red lipstick to offset the severity of my black, slim-fitting evening gown. Dani had hired her staff very well for the spa, which had been one of her personal projects with the hotel. They even fed us, both with blood and wine cocktails and a selection of appetizers and chocolates. Contrary to popular belief, vampires can and do enjoy human food as well as blood.With Dani on one side of me in a bronze silk halter dress that would have the men on their knees and Ari looking adorable in violet lace on the other
I stood there, still feeling the weight of his intense dark gaze as the crowd moved out of the ballroom, except for the winners who hustled up to claim their dates and a few others who clustered around the men, asking for autographs or posing for photos. I'll give the guys this - all fifteen of them put up with the fawning attention, dispensing hugs and autographs with grace. Likewise, I kept up my obligatory smile, accepting checks and air kisses and thanking those who came up to talk to the organizer.Finally, the women hustled their "dates" out the door and the only one left was Dermott McMahon, who lingered behind the cashier's table with Dani and Ari and their men. I raised my eyebrow at Dani as I approached. "These two don't keep you occupied?"Ari broke first. She's just too bloody sweet to lie worth a damn. "We bought him for you, Jess.""What?" I stopped in my tracks. "What have you two done this time?" Even after being friends for nearly fifty years, they still managed to
Dermott's private plane was like sitting in someone's comfortable living room, except for the discreet seat belts on the cream leather chairs. The main sitting area consisted of four oversized recliners, grouped in a rectangle, with tables that could be folded out between them. Behind, two sofas faced each other, and a plasma screen TV hung on the wall leading to the rear section. Dermott handed me into one of the recliners. With a smile, he lowered his long, lean frame into the one across from me. Less than an hour had passed since the end of the auction. There'd been no hassles, no lines - maybe I should think about chartering a plane next time I had to travel. A steward, a handsome...werewolf?...offered me my choice of beverages or food before he discreetly vanished into the rear of the plane."I think you'll find your friends packed you a bag for the flight as well as a suitcase," Dermott said. There was just a hint of a grin curving his wide, mobile lips, and his deep, rich barito