Page 14 of Sea of Love

She reached down for the rigid girth of his cock, only to have her wrist seized by the dark warlock. He dragged her hand behind her.

“Be patient,” he said and pressed his mouth to the top of her shoulder. “Michael hasn’t finished checking you.”

The big man gripped her hips, and used his tremendous strength to lift her up over him, rolling onto his back. He placed her so that she straddled his head. He tugged her down until she could feel his breath against her damp sex, and then began nuzzling her there.

“Oh,” she moaned as the first, slick stroke of his tongue against her clit made Summer shake. “I’m not cold anymore, oh, Michael.”

“We’re going to make you much hotter,” Troy said and knelt behind her. He reached around to cup her breasts. Gently he tugged on her puckered nipples as he kissed her ear. “Go ahead. Rub yourself against him. He wants you to. He wants to fuck you with his tongue.”

The delicious ravishment Michael was giving her pussy and the aching torment of Troy’s squeezing, kneading caresses on her breasts swamped Summer with so much sensation she began to beg them with mewling pleas. “I can’t stand this––oh, Troy, I need––Michael, please.”

They didn’t release her until the very brink of her climax, when Michael lifted her again and impaled her on his straining, pulsing cock. He gathered her against his chest as he thrust deep, filling her with one stroke. Summer shook helplessly as the pleasure of her release slammed through her. Michael covered her mouth with his and swallowed her cry of bliss.

“You’re burning me up,” Troy said as he stretched over her. The slick, swollen dome of his cockhead pressed against her stretched opening and the root of Michael’s shaft. “Do you want us both in your hot little pussy?”

Summer gasped a yes and arched her hips, spreading her legs wider, as her dark lover squeezed his bulbous tip inside. The liquid heat from her climax engulfed him as his shaft slid deeper. Feeling both of her lovers stretching her and rubbing against each other made her feel sacred and sexy at the same time. When she took them both this way it made their triad bond flare with heady power as they became the physical expression of three made one. As a woman she gloried in feeling her lovers plunge deep inside her, and the carnal satisfaction they felt when they fucked her as one.

“Oh, Gods,” Troy said, his jaw tightening as he finished penetrating her.

“You’re both so hard,” she breathed. She wriggled a little on them, her body straining to accommodate them at first. Then a lush sensation flooded her tightness and bathed her and her lovers in silken heat. “There.”

“You set me afire,” Michael said, voice dropped to an earthy growl. “Pagan, together. Now.”

Slowly her men began to stroke in and out of her, their shafts moving in perfect unison as they forged deeper. Michael’s mouth mapped her damp face while Troy slipped his hand between her and Michael to massage her breast. The relentless pistoning inside her sent bright, burning shockwaves through her belly and bottom, her nipples tightened so much they abraded Troy’s palm and Michael’s pecs. Nothing could stop them when they came together like this. They surrendered to their bond and their bodies with complete abandon.

Summer felt the welling need inside her billow into an intense aching, and pressed her face into Michael’s neck to keep from shrieking. The big man crooned wordlessly to her as he looked up at Troy and nodded.

“I love you, my beautiful men,” Summer said, and gave herself to them as the pleasure and power fountained inside her. Her body clenched around the two shafts as they pumped in her, and held them fast as her delight spread through their bond. Both men groaned deeply as her body gripped them over and over, milking each stream of come from their jerking cocks and riding their pleasure as they were taken by hers.

Before they went limp, Troy and Michael shifted their bodies over onto their sides, with Summer pressed gently between their heaving chests. They held her through the last waves of bliss, and stroked her as the aftershocks racked all three of them.

“I can’t feel my toes,” Troy said, his head lolling a little. “Are they still attached?”

Michael made an annoyed sound. “Why do you care?”

Summer felt so content that she could have fallen asleep still skewered on her men, but she knew in the morning the rest of the team might walk in on them. “Okay, my beautiful men. We need pajamas.”

“We’ll bar the door,” Troy said, smothering a yawn in her hair.

“That may keep out the Templars,” Michael said, “but nothing short of a diamond wall will hold off Elettra.”

“Why did we bring the Fae again?” Troy grumbled.

Carefully they disengaged their bodies, and Summer lay back as she watched her men pull on their tunics. Idly she ran her fingers across her belly as she thought of her strange fertility. The only way she could get pregnant was if both of her mates came inside her. She didn’t feel any stirring of life in her womb now, and all the other times they had mated in this fashion since her miscarriage had failed to make her pregnant. What if she never did conceive another child?

Michael brought a damp cloth and used it gently between her thighs. “You are not barren, Beauty. It is simply not the time for us to make a baby.”

She peered up at him. “Or maybe I’m to be the last guardian.”

“I don’t see the grumpy owl going for that,” Troy said and helped her sit up. He draped a light shift over her head, and then brushed her tousled hair back from her brow. “I agree with Michael. We don’t know how time-travel would affect a pregnancy.”

“If you say I should be grateful, I’m going to hurt you,” she advised him, and sighed. “Of course you’re right. I wouldn’t want to subject my daughter to any of this.” She wrinkled her nose. “And I should know better, but I just couldn’t resist having you like this tonight. When you love me together, it feels so…”

“We know,” Troy said and kissed the tip of her nose. “Stop reminding us.”

“Or we will do it again,” Michael added. “And again, and again.”

“Please. I do have some will power, you know,” Summer said, and then eyed Michael. “You really think we could go four times in one night?”