HauntedPassion (3 page)

She licked her lips and pushed the thought aside. She refused to let it bring her down. Whatever this was, was a gift from someone and she would
not
squander what little time she had with her men.

“Yes, but wait a minute.” She moved to the nightstand next to her bed and removed a bottle of sesame oil that she used to moisturize her skin. She didn’t have traditional lubricant. She hadn’t really thought her dreams would come true. What she had on hand would have to do.

She handed the bottle to Garrick. “One of you will have to do the honors.” Her face burned with mortification. It was one thing to dream about this. It was something else altogether to actually go through with it. “I haven’t ever had a man back there, but I have been making myself ready for you both. However, we’ll need the oil.”

“Listen to our Lady Jeni, Edward. She thinks of everything.” Garrick looked down at the bottle of oil. “Oil from sesame,” he said with a frown. “I don’t think I have ever heard of such.”

“It doesn’t matter as long as it does the job, Garrick.” Edward snapped the lace at the side of her panties and pulled them scrap from between her legs. Positioning himself on the bed, he reached out and pulled her over him. “Let us prepare her for our possession.”

Cupping the back of her neck, Edward pulled her down for his kiss. His fingers tangled in her hair as he thrust his tongue into her eager mouth. She had been waiting for this, needing this all along. No one had ever kissed her the way Edward had. Even real kisses could never match those he gave her in her dreams.

Reaching between them, Edward tweaked her nipples while she continued to kiss him, his fingers expertly pulling and twisting on the hardened nubs.

Behind her, Garrick worked the oil into her ass, inserting first one finger, then two. He stretched her, scissoring his fingers inside her before he inserted the third and last finger he would use to prepare her for him.

His thick fingers filled her, stretched her, but she knew they were nothing compared to the size of his cock.

Jeni sighed with disappointment when he pulled his fingers free of her ass. It had felt so good, she almost forgot how good the next step would feel if it was anything at all like her dreams. So far, everything had been better, so much better than what she’d dreamed. She could only hope this part would be the same.

Edward lifted her in his arms. Amazed at his strength, Jeni stared down at him for a moment as he held her suspended over him. Had he been this strong in life or was this some strange ghostly strength he possessed now?

Suddenly it didn’t matter as all thoughts flew from her mind when he lowered her over his hard cock. The large head stretched her as it entered her, the thick stalk slowly pressing deeper and deeper as he pressed her down over him.

Slowly he worked himself back and forth, his cock gaining more and more ground with each thrust. Just when he seated himself fully, and Jeni thought she would receive a respite to adjust to his thickness as he continued to stroke her slowly, he increased his thrusts, driving into her until he slammed against the opening of her womb.

Jeni whimpered, bit her lip and stiffened in his arms. Again she found herself climaxing as her inner muscles spasmed around his thick cock. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Edward brought her down and held her still while she panted over him.

Slowly, Garrick moved behind her and positioned himself between Edward’s legs, the head of his cock against her anus. He was big. Bigger than she dreamed and she stiffened as he pressed into her. The burning sensation at the invasion of his cock into her ass almost consumed her thoughts as he continued to push forward.

She whimpered his name and he paused, giving her body time to relax and become accustomed to his thick cock.

Edward stayed still, the fingers of one hand tugging on one turgid nipple while the other reached between them, his fingers circling her clit.

Jeni quivered, her juices flowing freely as her hips jerked and helped Garrick drive himself deeper into her ass.

Garrick moved slowly, patiently as he worked his way deeper and deeper until Jeni could feel his thighs pressed against hers. The burning sensation subsided as she lay pressed against Edward’s chest, panting.

Every part of her quivered, filled with a tingling warmth as her two men merely stayed still, both of their cocks pressed deep into her body as they allowed her to relax and her body to grow more accustomed to their double possession.

Sizzling heat surrounded her, filled her as they finally began to move, one withdrawing while the other thrust in, filling her to the point of pain.

Garrick groaned behind her. “You’re so tight, little one. I can barely contain my need to drive into you, ramming my cock home until you scream.”

Jeni panted between them, her thoughts and emotions spiraling out of control as they continued to thrust into her faster and faster until they pounded into her and she could think of nothing but the sensation.

Edward held her by the waist as he bucked his hips against her. Garrick’s hands massaged her ass cheeks while he leaned forward to press kisses against her back, all the while ramming his hard cock into her ass.

Heat suffused her as they both continued to thrust inside her. White lightning burst through her mind, through her blood, as her body tightened. The pleasure pain spiraling outward consumed her.

An ever-growing need filled her as they continued their alternate thrusts. Her fingers curled, her nails digging into Edward’s shoulders as their movements grew faster and more intense.

“Please,” she whimpered against his chest. “Please, Edward, Garrick.” Her mind was filled with raw need, her flesh quivering with the intensity of the orgasm they drove her closer and closer toward.

“Fuck me, please,” she begged. “Fuck me. I need to come. Make me come!”

At her insistence, they both moved faster, increasing the force and speed of their thrusts.

With both of their cocks thrusting deep inside her over and over again, Jeni squeezed her eyes closed and reached for her ever-building climax. Quickly, she sought out Edward’s mouth, covering his lips in a kiss just before her body
exploded into a million shards of light.

Both her pussy and her ass clenched around the large shafts as the men continued to pound inside her. Her muscles clenched and released, pulsing around their thick cocks, sucking them deeper within her until they both groaned. Their cocks pulsed, shooting ropes of thick warmth deep inside her and Jeni collapsed, spent.

Jeni woke to the sound of someone knocking on the door.

“Are you alright in there, miss?” a woman asked through the thick slab of oak.

“Yes. I’m okay.” She looked at the clock, frowned and looked out the window. How could it be dark at nine in the morning?

“We wondered when we didn’t see ya all day. The master says ya can stay another night.” She paused for a moment, then continued as though confused. “He said the ghosts were right lively last night and they might of disturbed your rest. Would ya need something to eat, miss?”

Jeni wanted to laugh and cry at that statement. Yes they had been right lively.

She looked around her room. She was supposed to have twenty-four hours with them, where were they?

“No. Thank you.” She didn’t think she could eat a thing. Not with them gone. “Please tell the Earl I said thank you.”

“Yes, miss.” The girl must have left because she heard nothing but silence after that.

Throwing back the covers, Jeni stretched and smiled. For a moment, she had wondered if the last night’s events had been nothing but another dream, but her aches told her it was real. Either that or she’d gotten drunk and someone took advantage of her. She wanted to believe the former rather than the latter.

Walking around the room, she picked up her clothing from just where they’d left it and looked for other evidence that she wasn’t going mad. There was none.

After a long, hot shower, she rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out the light-blue satin nightdress she’d also bought on a whim. She had wanted to wear it for them, but forgot about it when she saw them come to life before her eyes. Slipping it on over her head, Jeni plumped the cream lace ruffle around her neck and wished they could see her in it. At least once.

Making her way to the window, she sat down on the wide, stone sill and stared out into the darkness. At midnight she would know that her time with them was truly over and she would never see them again, except in her dreams.

Tears slid down her cheeks as she stared up into the night and wished upon the one lonely star she saw there. It winked at her as though saying,
you’re kidding, right?
Drawing her legs up, Jeni wrapped her arms around them, rested her head on her knees and mourned the loss of her loves.

Jeni sat in the window seat so long that at first she thought she’d fallen asleep and was dreaming again, but that wasn’t the case.

“What’s the matter, lass?” Garrick asked as he and Edward sat on either side of her, their arms drawing her close, the heat of their bodies seeping into her. She hadn’t realized how cold she’d been until just then.

“I thought you’d gone. That I had lost you.”

“No, my lady. An angel, or a witch, came to tell us that you have wished to stay.”

Edward pointed at the star that shone brightly in the sky. It winked at her again.

Turning to them with a smile, she said, “You can stay with me?”

“No, love,” they said at the same time with a shake of their heads. “You are staying with us.”

Edward and Garrick both reached down to take her hand. When Jeni looked at their hands clasped together, she gasped. They were transparent and growing more so with every passing second.

“Soon we will leave this time and once again be in our own.” Edward kissed her hand. “We were never murdered by a witch, love. We hired her to help us find you. We have dreamed of you, loved you, for as long as we can remember. Now it’s time we went back home. By reciting the spell, you have released us and now we can return to our time where we belong. Come, beloved, our people await.”

About the Author

Dear Reader:

If you’re reading this, I hope it means that you’ve just enjoyed reading one of my books. Always a romantic, I started weaving little fantasies for my friends at the tender age of fifteen. Never once did I think that writing would be my dream until about ten years ago. After complaining to my husband that my favorite authors didn’t write fast enough, my husband asked a fateful question. “Why don’t you write one of your own while you’re waiting?”

Once I started, he couldn’t stop me. Now I write in the morning before work. I write during my breaks at the day job. I write at night when I should be relaxing. Heck, I’ve even been known to write in my sleep. Every member of my family has had the dubious honor of witnessing my fingers moving over the keys while I’m off in dreamland. Sometimes it even makes sense!

I grew up in Southwest Florida where I met and married the love of my life. My husband was in the Navy for twenty years, so if you wonder where I have gotten some of my ideas, I blame him. I suggest you do the same. He’s always saying he has wide shoulders. Let’s load them up, shall we?

Currently, I live in a small town in Michigan, seven miles from the nearest grocery store. I love living out here in the country. It gives me the peace and quiet I need to continue to write these stories for you. It also shows me a lot of natural beauty that I try to share with you in my books. While my titles may be dedicated to certain individuals who have touched my life in differing ways, please remember, every one of them is written for you.

My most recent dream is to continue what I do, to share more stories with anyone willing to read them. My new dream is to be able to pursue both my writing and my husband fulltime. Do you think he’ll run?