Hawk's Prey (8 page)

Hawk grunted his approval before pushing back to his full height. Janus did not release her robe and Hawk stroked her mons as he caught her chin once more. His finger slipped into her slit to find her clit. He rubbed the little bundle of nerve endings as he watched her. Tova bit into her lip as pleasure began to shoot up into her pussy. She tried to stand firmly in place but her hips began to thrust themselves forward for more pressure from his hand. She bit harder into her lip because Janus was holding her too. Climaxing in his presence made her angry but she could not stop her body from responding to the overwhelming presence of both males. Her hands balled into fists as her mouth opened and she gasped for enough air to support her speeding heart. Her hips bucked towards Hawk’s hand as Janus began to pinch her nipples. It was a small thing but the little sharp touching on her nipples sent her into climax. She hit Hawk’s broad chest as pleasure ripped through her body. Hawk captured her cry of delight with his mouth as Janus rubbed her nipples through her robe.

She was grateful for their imprisoning embrace because her legs shook. Her muscles became lax as pleasure moved through her. Hawk lifted his head and she saw the grin covering his mouth. She hit him again and he laughed as Janus released her robe and the fabric fluttered down to cover her legs. One of Janus’ arms left her waist and then a hard smack landed on one side of her bottom. Tova jumped as the stinging blow traveled straight to her clit and set off another zip of enjoyment.

“I enjoy your passion too.” Janus smacked her bottom once again before turning her to face him. He bound her against his body and Hawk stepped up to close her in place against his comrade.

Janus cupped her breast in a firm hand as he pinched the nipple once more. “But I will return each and every strike you aim at me, Tova.” His mouth captured hers and she moaned as he sent his tongue in to taste hers.

Hawk smoothed his hands down the sides of her body as Janus kissed her, and it all combined into a passion she was eager to embrace. She reached for Janus and stroked his tongue with hers. He tugged at her robe until his hand was pressed against her bare thigh. He moved it up towards her bottom as he lifted his mouth from hers.

“Did you like being spanked?”

Tova shook her head because his question was so personal. Janus cupped one side of her bottom with his hand and gently massaged the spot he’d smacked.

“Ah, Tova, if you don’t answer, then I will have to discover the truth for myself.”

Janus turned her sideways against his body and slipped her robe up so that her entire bottom was bare. He pressed her torso over his arm to push her bared cheeks up.

“I am a grown female!”

“But that does not mean you don’t enjoy being spanked. Many women do.” Hawk’s voice was husky with excitement as he pulled her robe up her body and right over her head. That quickly she was nude. Hawk spread her robe out on the ground and Janus pressed her to her knees on it. He sank to his knees as well and slid his arms around her torso to cup each of her breasts.

“There are a hundred different things for us to explore, Tova. Tonight, I want to know if you enjoy a little discipline.”

Hawk leaned over and licked one of her nipples. He was kneeling in front of her as Janus held her. Both men had removed their black gloves and their bare skin sent heat through her own. Even nude, she wasn’t cold as Hawk sucked her nipple into his mouth. His tongue flickered over it as Janus released her breasts to cup her bottom. She shivered with anticipation. The little smacks had intensified her pleasure. He leaned down next to her ear.

“Excited, Tova? Your breathing sounds rough.” His voice was smug as he lifted one hand and smacked her right cheek. Hawk released her nipple to watch her face. A little gasp escaped her mouth as the pleasure bead moved across her clit with the motion of her body. Pleasure shot up into her body as her heart accelerated.

Hawk raised his eyebrow. “If you don’t like it, say so.”

Another smack hit her bottom and she jerked as the pleasure beads shifted again. She was nowhere near to climax but it felt so good that she moaned with it. Because she’d climaxed already, her clit was sensitive but not overly ready to climax again. It left her body relaxed and open to more pleasure. Her bottom smarted but it added more heat to the flames licking slowly at her clit. Hawk pinched her nipples as another blow landed on her bottom.

Tova cried out with it. She enjoyed it too much.

Janus laughed and cupped both sides of her bottom, rubbing away the sting. He leaned towards her neck and growled. The sound hit her as very male. “You do like it. I’ll remember that.”

Tova wasn’t sure if that was a promise or a threat. A second later, Janus stood up. He reached down and scooped her up before cradling her body in his arms and lowering her to her robe.

“It’s my turn for a taste of you.” He pressed her thighs wide and settled his head right over her wet slit. He moved the pleasure beads away from her clit as Hawk began to cup and play with her breasts once more.

Her hips jerked as Janus licked her for the first time. His tongue lingered on her clit, slowly lapping it. Hawk’s gaze locked with hers as he leaned over her body, propping one of his hands on the other side of her. She was caught completely between them and her body shivered.

Janus caught her clit with his mouth and sucked her. Hawk leaned down to seal their lips together as her body erupted into a pulsing wave of delight. Her hips bucked beneath the hot mouth pulling on her sex and Hawk sent his tongue deep into her mouth as her pussy demanded to be filled as well. A moment later Janus thrust two of his fingers into her body and she jerked as climax once again began to twist her into a knot of tension. Janus fucked her with his fingers as his tongue flickered over her clit. Hawk broke off their kiss as he gently pinched a nipple.

“Come, Tova. Let Janus taste you.”

Her body obeyed. Tova gasped in shock as climax rippled through her along with Hawk’s voice. Her temper tried to simmer but the bliss coating her senses was too thick. Pleasure was more important than pride. Hawk gently kissed her mouth as she panted. The hard glitter of determination hit her before he softened his face with a grin.

“Good girl.”

There was a flash of light from the clearing they had left and Janus jerked his head up to investigate it. The deep sound of the festival kettle drums followed the light and Janus grinned at her. “The fire dancers are starting. Jubak is dancing tonight. You don’t want to miss him.” He stroked her slit one last time before placing the pleasure beads back against her clit. “But I’d like to miss it and stay right here.”

“She is still too tight.” Hawk’s voice was hard as he turned to look at Janus. The other male stroked her thigh before nodding agreement.

Her body was free a moment later. Hawk scooped her off the ground as Janus picked up her robe and shook it. She was sat on her feet before Hawk took over dressing her. Janus watched with bright eyes as her robe was closed back up and her breasts hidden from his sight.

“Your body is perfect.” Janus’ voice was thick with need and he shook his body as he forced himself to move back a step.

Hawk cupped her face. “You are perfect.” His mouth gently landed on hers and he lingered over the kiss. A bright flash of light made him chuckle as he lifted his head.

“The festival won’t wait on us. Too bad, I like it out here.”

Tova laughed as she realized she liked it too. Maybe too much, but her body certainly enjoyed being between the two males. It was very surprising because she had never even considered having two lovers at the same time. “I’m getting accustomed to it.”

Hawk grinned at her comment. His face relaxed and she recognized that he had been worried about this moment, concerned that she would reject his need to share her with Janus. She was still unsure just what to think of it, but she did enjoy it. That was definitely proven.

“Good.”

Hawk caught her hand and pulled her towards the clearing once again. Tova jerked to a halt after three steps. Sweat beaded on her forehead as the beads strung on her harness glided through her slit. Her clit sent the pleasure through her body and she looked at the distance yet to cover with a deep frown on her face.

“Come, Tova, do you think you are the only female in harness tonight?” Hawk slipped a hard arm around her waist and eased her forward. She took slow steps and the beads rubbed against her clit as she moved.

“That does not mean I enjoy it.”

“You will.” Hawk kept her moving as pleasure zipped into her pussy and she felt more fluid ease down to her slit.

“Simple for a male to say.” She was being cross but did not care. Both Hunters were wearing smug grins while she was tormented with each step.

“All women wear harness while dancing trigol. Why do you think it is the end of the celebration?” Hawk laughed at the shock on her face. He stopped and stroked her hot cheek. “After swaying with the drums you will be eager to return to some place far more private.”

“So you are hoping.” She wasn’t willing to grant him so much confidence. It was still her choice.

“Many couples fuck right on the grounds.” Janus was harsh and his face was stern when she turned her gaze to his. “Some claim to enjoy the public display.”

Hawk’s fist sailed over her shoulder and into Janus’ arm. The Hunter stumbled back a step before shaking his head and glaring at Hawk.

“With manners like those, Janus, Fay will never spend more than an hour in your company.”

Janus glared at Hawk as Tova frowned.

Janus shrugged his shoulders. “She will learn to appreciate my sense of humor.”

The Hunter took a look around the people they drew close to. Hawk mirrored his comrade as he kept her between their bodies. More sweat coated her forehead as the beads continued to rub against her clit. Tension built slowly but firmly in the little bundle of nerve endings. When she stopped all she wanted to do was begin moving once more to apply friction to her clit.

“Who is Fay? You said you have no females.” Her voice was deep and husky. It sounded so strange to her ears and a smile covered her lips as she considered how it had gotten that way. As far as lovers went, she had made a rather good choice. Somehow, Tova couldn’t quite picture Golan drawing that same amount of pleasure from her body.

“He doesn’t, nor will he until he learns some manners.” Hawk shrugged at his comrade before grinning at her. “Fay is chaste and runs away from his ugly face.”

“Wait until she sees my cock.”

Tova glared at Janus. “I believe I understand her feelings on the matter. You are as coarse as sea sand mixed into a bar of soap.”

Janus frowned at her but Hawk threw his head back and laughed. He hugged her shoulders as she stared at the emotion shaking his frame. She was still getting used to the relaxed side of this male.

They kept walking and with each step the pleasure beads moved against her clit. Tova was quickly losing all interest in teasing Janus as need rippled through her. She turned her attention to the fire dancers and welcomed the chance to hide her rising passion from both males.

They merged with the crowd and went towards the middle of the clearing as the kettle drums began to beat again. Huge muscular arms rose up and descended on the waist-high drums. The firelight flickered over the thirty men beating the rhythm as the first dancer began. It was a hard display of strength. The male dance was more of a proclamation of their strength than anything else. You could almost feel the aggression as the drum kept the beat. The little beads slipping through her slit moved in time and she gasped as climax began to grip her.

Hawk held her through it. He wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her against his chest as he watched the pleasure flicker in her eyes. Her fingers clawed at his uniform as she tried to contain her cries. She failed but it didn’t matter. The drums filled the night air, masking her voice. The look on Hawk’s face made her shudder when she lifted her eyelids once again. Hunger drew his face taut. Raw emotion was displayed on his face as the crowd cheered for the dancers. She could feel the beat of his heart against her breasts as he held their bodies together. His fingers gently stroked her lower back as his cock pressed against her soft belly. It was such a tender embrace. Tova felt tears prick at her eyes over it. Passion was to be expected, pleasure was desired but she had never once even fantasized about being stroked and held. She let her fingers relax from the fists she’d curled them into as she came, and gently stroked the hard chest she was pressed against.

“Touch me, Tova.”

His voice was harsh but Tova heard the plea in it. They appeared to share the same fascination with tender touches. That warmed her heart as she let her fingers glide over his chest. She had never considered that a male like Hawk would long for anything. Hunters took what they wanted, demanded what they desired but her touch was not under his command. It was something only she might grant him. That filled her with confidence as her fingers found the bare skin above the collar of his uniform. His eyes closed to slits as he groaned with delight and he lowered her feet to the ground. His hands closed over each of her hips. He began to gently move her in a slow motion that sent the beads on her training harness slipping through her slit once more.

The crowd around them did not matter. Tova gasped as sensation tightened under her harness. She stroked the column of Hawk’s neck with open hands as he moved her in a small circle. His eyelids lifted and she watched hunger flare up in his eyes. The rhythm of the kettle drums drove her heart faster when Hawk moved her hips as she stroked his neck again. She suddenly detested their clothing. Skin to skin was so much better! She wanted to tear his uniform off and inhale his scent as she allowed her breasts to press against only his warm skin. Climax was simmering once again and she didn’t resist it. Hawk moved her hips as his eyes watched her. She smoothed her hands over his head and the tiny amount of hair he allowed to grow.

By the Gods, he wanted to get inside her. The scent of her pussy was driving him insane and Hawk gladly let his sanity vanish. He’d somehow thought that having his cock stroked was the most pleasurable thing a female might do with her hand. He had been wrong. Tova’s hands slid over his skin and he was convinced that she must have invoked some power from the heavens. He would have promised her anything in those moments when she looked back at him with pure delight simmering in her eyes.