HauntedPassion (2 page)

Edward moved to her other side, his breath tickling the side of her neck. Heat pooled low as she remembered her racy dreams and, for the second time, wondered if their
musings
had any resemblance to her dreams. Part of her hoped they had. Whatever they did this night, it would have to last her a lifetime. Tomorrow at this time, they would be gone and she would be left alone once again.

“Tell us you’ll spend the night with us in real life as you have in our dreams.” Edward breathed the words into her ear. Afterward, his tongue flicked out and tasted her and he groaned. “She tastes even more exquisite than she has these hundred fifty years past, Garrick.”

Jeni choked back a gasp when he pulled her earlobe into his mouth and gently bit down.

“I will be the judge of that, Eddie,” Garrick said just before his lips covered hers.

The kiss was unlike anything
real
she had ever felt in her life. His tongue swept inside her mouth, tasting her, devouring her, sweeping her away on a sea of sensation.

She felt a shifting of the Earth beneath her feet. Lifting her hands to his hair, she thrust her fingers through the silky strands and pulled him closer. She needed to feel him pressed against her, holding her steady.

This was what she wanted. It was what she’d hoped to find all these years of dating and not one man could hold a candle to either one of her ghost lovers. It was sad, but true.

Suddenly, it didn’t matter that they weren’t real. It didn’t matter that mere minutes ago they had been nothing more than mist and smoke. All that mattered was that they were flesh and bone now.

She could feel them and thrust her fingers through their hair. She could even feel the hard ridge of Garrick’s erection pressing against her stomach while Edward’s pressed against her ass.

Jeni whimpered. She wanted more. She needed more and she didn’t give a good damn if she didn’t really know these men. Hell, she didn’t give a damn that, until a few minutes ago, they had been translucent ghosts haunting this castle. All that mattered was she finally felt as though she was exactly where she belonged.

After dreaming of their possession for so many years, Jeni could barely wait to feel their hands on her bare flesh. She’d already made up her mind that she wanted them. She had wanted them for what felt like forever and had loved them for almost as long.

Garrick groaned deep in his throat when Edward pulled her shirt over her head. “What kind of male torture device is this?” he asked as he fingered her lacy designer bra. “I have never seen the like and I have been to the best couturiers in all of Europe.”

“It’s called a bra and most women would tell you it’s a torture device for women, not men.” She wanted to giggle at their reactions. “Now don’t try to tell me that you’ve never seen one of these before. I’m sure that at least one of the women that have stayed here throughout the years wore one of these.”

They both looked aghast. “We would never look upon a lady as she participated in her toilette.” Edward both looked and sounded sincere when he said that. It almost made her feel bad that she had said it.

“I didn’t mean to make it seem as though I was casting aspersions.” The last thing she wanted to do was tick them off. Though, it did seem a little farfetched that two men who came on as hot and heavy as these two were in her dreams, wouldn’t have snuck a peek at a woman once in a while in over a hundred and fifty years. But then again, they were cut from a different cloth than modern men…

Edward pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “We forgive you, love. How could you have known that we are not like your modern men?” He moved her closer to her bed and Jeni swallowed thickly.

She wanted this. She wanted both of them. Over the years she had even bought toys to ready herself for such an eventuality, but she had never really dared to dream that her wish would come true. Jeni had once come to the conclusion that her two men existed in real life, that they were members of some sort of reenactment and her dreams of them were prophetic. She wanted them more than she had ever wanted any one man in her life.

How many times had she looked up at the sky and wished for this on the stars? How many nights had she dreamed of them, only to wake in the morning to empty arms and an even emptier bed? She looked at them. Each of the men was perfect in his own way.

Edward with his tall, lean good looks took her breath away just as easily as did Garrick with his shorter, stockier build. Jeni’s breath hitched in her throat as the thought that they might make her choose between them entered her mind.

She could no more choose between them now than she had in her dreams. That was why she’d bought the sex toys five years ago. That was why she’d readied herself for an experience that a sane woman would never expect.

Jeni knew she was crazy for wanting this, for wanting them. She didn’t know these men, not really and she certainly didn’t have a way to explain either of them if someone should hear them together. The only real perk in all of this, other than finally finding the men who haunted her every night with such relentless passion was that she didn’t have to fear any modern disease.

Reaching up, Edward cupped her cheeks, looked deep into her eyes and lowered his head to hers. His kiss, gentle at first, changed after the first few precious seconds. Canting his head, he slanted his lips over hers, his thumbs pressing into her jaw, urging her to open her mouth.

The feel of his tongue against hers, sliding against her teeth had her legs buckling. Jeni feared that she would fall to the floor, but Garrick’s arms wrapped around her, holding her to him as he pressed his mouth against her ear, his hot breath giving her goose bumps.

She gasped when Garrick moved one of his hands to cover her breast, his thumb brushing over her suddenly hard nipple.

Swallowing thickly, Jeni tried to convince herself that this wasn’t a dream. She didn’t want it to be another of her arousing dreams where she woke up disappointed to be alone in her bed.

Her heart nearly skipped a beat when Garrick stepped back to remove his shirt. A light dusting of dark hair covered the wide expanse of his chest. She swallowed again, needing to convince herself that he really was here, that she would get to spend this one night with them, loving them as she’d dreamed of doing all these years.

When Edward released her and stepped back to remove his clothing, she could have sworn her tongue grew thicker at the sight of the evidence of the massive erection behind the buttons of his tight breeches.

Just watching them made her heart race and her mouth go dry. This had to be real because she didn’t remember ever wanting them with such an intensity that left her panting like this. Just at sight of their muscular chests and powerful thighs beneath the tight material of their pants made her legs weak.

Each of them sat on the bed to remove the knee-high boots they wore, neither of them taking their gaze from her face. Goose bumps covered her flesh as they seemed to undress her with their eyes.

“Take off your device, little one,” Garrick said as he dropped his boot to the floor. Totally naked, he stood. All power and grace, they filled her room. It was as though they took up all of the space and sucked the oxygen from her, though she knew they didn’t need to breathe.

Nervously, she brought her hands to her back to unclasp the lacy bra she’d purchased on a whim.

“Turn around, my lady,” Edward said as he stood to help her.

Jeni’s face burned as she turned away, even though she knew he would most likely never figure out how to release the clasp. In a few short minutes she would be naked in front of two men she didn’t really know. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. No. That wasn’t true. She knew these two men better than she had ever known anyone in her life.

She had dreamed of them, loved them, even though she had no idea who they were until this very day.

Squeezing her eyes tight, she thanked God that she decided to come to Ireland and to this castle on this very day. What if she hadn’t listened to her heart and spent her hard-earned savings to come here?

If she hadn’t, she would have never had the chance to stay here tonight. She would never have felt the very real sensation of her dream men unbuttoning her slacks or kissing the side of her neck and she certainly wouldn’t have the chance to make her every dream a reality tonight.

“What is this thing?” Edward asked, clearly frustrated with the clasp when he couldn’t figure out how to open it.

“It’s a hook and eye clasp. I’m surprised you haven’t seen one before. They aren’t always used on under clothes,” she added quickly so they wouldn’t take insult.

“Remove it quickly or I may just cut it off you. I grow impatient to see your rose-tipped nipples cresting your full breasts.” He took a deep breath, waiting for her to do as he bid. “I wish to see your lovely ebony hair spilling around us as we make love. To see it draped across my thighs as you take my burgeoning cock deep between your succulent lips.”

Jeni trembled just thinking about his words and how hot they made her. She wanted this, needed it with a passion that neither of them would ever understand.

She looked up at their faces so filled with need and changed her mind. Perhaps they would understand the depth of the need she felt. How could they not? After all, they had admitted to dreaming of her for over a century. If anything, their need was probably greater than her own.

Edward drew her closer, his body pressing tight against hers. Garrick, not one to be left out, moved behind her, wrapping his arms around them both and pulling them tight. She could feel them both pressing against her. Edward’s massive cock pressed against her mound while Garrick’s equally impressive erection pressed against her ass.

Lightning screamed through her veins. Liquid heat pooled low in her middle and slick moisture seeped through her lace panties to coat her thighs.

Stepping back, Edward looked down into her eyes. He reached up to brush a lock of hair from her face, his muscles flexing, tempting her to grab onto his arm and squeeze. She’d always been a sucker for flexing male muscle. Her weakness was doubly so for Edward and Garrick.

She let her gaze wander down over his body and licked her lips. What wasn’t to like about the light dusting of black hair over well-formed pecs, rippling biceps and washboard abs?

Her empty channel ached, needing their possession more than she ever thought possible.

Garrick, still behind her, leaned down to lick the side of her neck and made her shiver. “Have you ever taken two men at the same time, little one?” He blew into her ear, his tongue tracing the outer shell. “Edward and I like to share, just like in our dreams.”

They did know they shared the dreams with her! Heat filled her face again at the implication that she had already had sex with these two men. She just hadn’t been in any corporeal form when she had done so before. With that in mind, what she was doing didn’t seem wrong. How could it be when she’d been in love with them since she was little more than a girl?

A whimper escaped Jeni’s mouth. It was little more than a thread of a sound, she knew it because she’d tried to hold it back, but failed.

“Listen to her, Eddie,” Garrick said, his mouth against her neck. “Did you hear her cry?” He reached around to take her nipples between his fingers and thumbs and tugged on the sensitive nubs. “I bet her pussy and ass is hot and so tight we’ll want to come as soon as we enter her. I’ll bet she’s so ready for us that her cream is running down her thighs and her empty channel waits to feel one, or both of us thrusting into her to the hilt.”

Jeni moaned. Good lord, they were different than in her dreams. They had never talked to her like this before. What made them do so now? Whatever it was, didn’t matter. Garrick was right. Her pussy did throb with need. Its juices
did
run freely down her thighs despite still wearing her panties. Jeni moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder as Edward leaned down to take one of her nipples into the warmth of his mouth.

Her empty channel pulsed with the need to feel one of them fucking into her with their thick cock. She needed to feel them inside her, stretching her, and filling her until she was sure she couldn’t take another inch of them inside her.

Edward moved from one breast to the other, alternately licking and suckling the hard peaks.

Reaching down, she grasped Garrick’s cock in her hand and started to stroke it, needing the contact with that part of his body. She needed to know that she gave him pleasure as they, in turn, gave it to her.

Edward stopped suckling and laving her breasts to look downward. Kneeling before her, he pulled one leg over his shoulder, resting her thigh against the side of his neck. Leaning close, he took a deep breath and sighed. “She smells as good as she did in our dreams, Garrick.” Leaning closer, he swiped his tongue through her wet slit and groaned. “And she tastes just as sweet.”

Jeni’s hips jerked at the contact and he grinned. “You liked that, did you?”

“You know I did.” Her answer came out little more than a whispered pant. How could she not like it? Her entire body quivered with need, with the anticipation of what he would do next.

With a chuckle, Edward lowered his head to her sex, pulled her nether lips open with his fingers and sucked her clit into his mouth.

Jeni jerked in Garrick’s arms as he held her upright. The feel of Edward’s mouth on her clit, suckling and nibbling was enough to drive her over the edge. Throwing her head back against Garrick’s shoulder, Jeni arched her back and screamed through the first climax of what she knew would be many. Even in her dreams, these two never stopped making love to her until she’d climaxed at least three times.

“Are you ready for us, love?” Edward asked as he stood up. Taking her face in his hands, he bent and pressed his lips against hers.

Jeni tasted herself on his lips a sweet yet tangy flavor that she had also tasted in her dreams. They had seemed so real. Like this. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought that perhaps this was nothing more than a dream as well.