Karibu Heat (Sequel to Kabana Heat) (16 page)

Maja said, “Oh,
no you don’t,
mon
, that’s cheating!”

Keefer fell to
his knees, his nude, bronzed body glistening with
a sheen
of sweat. He held out his left hand and Jager slid the diamond-studded,
platinum band on his finger snug against the one Anjelee had placed there.

Jager grinned.
“Too damn bad, Maja. It’s our game. We can make up the rules as we go along.”

“Yeah. Left hand
green.” Keefer grabbed Jager’s hand and slapped it onto the correct Twister
circle, then slid an identical ring onto Jager’s left finger next to the
duplicate one from Anjelee.

Anjelee
squealed, threw her arms around their shoulders and drew them both in for a
big, smacking kiss. “Sweet! We’re finally married.”

“No kidding,
thought the day would never get here,” Keefer said as he tugged Anjelee down to
the edge of the Twister mat with him, and drew her across his chest. He
motioned for Jager to lay with them.

Jager stretched
out next to Keefer, propped his head on his fist and kneaded Anjelee’s buttocks
with his free hand. “Damn right, seemed like an eternity.”

Keefer’s
expression sobered. His eyes sparkled behind his sunglasses. He tucked a lock
of her now all-blonde hair behind her ear. “No, what we three have ahead of us
is an eternity. An eternity together of love, life, happiness...and some really
hot sex.”

“
Oo
kay, that’s my cue to skedaddle.
Congratulations, you three. Enjoy all the food, drinks and sex on the beach!”
Maja waved and climbed down into the kayak tethered to a dock pole. She pushed
off, waved again and paddled the boat along the beach toward the main hotel.
Then she disappeared around the curve of the shore.

At last they
were alone and married…well, not legally, but in their hearts forever.

“Finally. It’s
time to seal the marriage,” Jager said, sliding his fingers between the tight
cheeks of her rump. One fingertip traced the ring of her anus. “Mmm, you have
such a great ass…”

Her rectum
involuntarily tightened. She knew what he meant, what he hinted at. In all
their months together, and all the lovemaking they’d engaged in, she’d never
allowed either of them to take her there. And they’d respected her wishes,
doing nothing but light finger play, tongues exploring her—ah, that felt
so good
!—
or even small anal toys, but never full
penetration by either of them.

She smiled to
herself. Ha, she guessed she was an anal virgin.
But not for
long.
She’d already decided on the flight here, even before she’d known
they were going to get married, that she would give in on this trip.

While heat
melted through her ass and fused into her pussy, Keefer cradled her face in his
hands and drew her lips down to his. The kiss proved dizzying, tasty and so
passionate, that it made her stomach clench and her pussy dampen against his
lower belly.

Jager’s fingers
probed further. He wedged his other hand between their bellies and found her
female wetness. Keefer’s kiss deepened. He moved his hand down to her ass and
brushed away Jager’s finger.

That zing of
three-way chemistry started its renewed cycle, just as it did every time they
touched her. She squirmed and moaned, aware of the hardening rod beneath her.

Against Keefer’s
mouth, she said in a chastising tone, “Uh-uh-uh. Not yet.” She got up on all
fours, climbed over Keefer’s chest and stood up. Bare feet padded over warm
wood.

And she dove
into the cool, aqua water.

Anjelee
suppressed an underwater giggle. She heard a couple of muffled splashes behind
her. Ah, they were after her. Her pulse leaped as her body shot like a missile
through the shallow bay. Below her, she could see colorful tropical fish
darting here and there. Her heart pounded faster. Her loins quickened and her
ass tingled in anticipation.

A hand brushed
her foot. She squealed underwater when fingers closed around her ankle, flipped
her over and jerked her in the opposite direction. She came up sputtering and
giggling.

“You little
witch. What a pain in the ass you are.” Jager had a devilish grin on his face.
His hair and lashes were spiked. The sun kissed every strand making them sparkle.
The turquoise water reflected in his eyes giving the usual hazel orbs a green,
marbly tint that left her breathless.

“Ha-ha, then
maybe you should use more lube.” She stuck out her tongue at him and kicked out
of his hold. She dove underwater again, and swam as fast as she could, her
pussy throbbing.

Hunted. It was
so arousing to be hunted by two gorgeous men—her husbands
!—
and to know what lay ahead for her.

Her “virginity”
would be taken.

Cool water
sluiced along her skin. She kicked faster, and used her arms to propel her
forward. Seconds passed and still she swam free. She paused and glanced behind
her. It was then that Keefer darted beneath her, wrapped his arms around her
waist and surfaced like a submarine.

He got his
footing and dragged her up, her body plastered to his in rib-deep water. “You
really think you can get away from us?”

“You really
think I want to?” She set her hand on his shoulder to steady herself, then slid
her other hand between their bodies and closed her fist around his rock-hard
cock. Her belly seemed to curl in on
itself
as she
stroked him. His eyes rolled back in his head.
He looked so
hot
,
he practically dripped sex
. His hair was
slicked back in a soaked, blue-black curtain that fell past his wide shoulders.
He moaned when she picked up the pace and used her thumb to play with the
rounded head.

“Damn it, woman,
you’re wicked,” Keefer growled, his jaw clenched.

She could sense
Jager approaching somewhere behind her. The water stirred. Hands clamped her
thighs and forced her legs open so that she stood in the shallow lagoon with
her feet planted wide. Teeth grazed her ass cheeks and the air bubbles he
released tickled her flesh. The fire built in her groin. She needed to be
filled. Cherished. Loved.

It seemed Jager
read her thoughts. He continued to nip her buttocks while guiding her closer to
Keefer. She heard Jager come up for a breath,
then
he
went down again, and lifted her so her pussy capped the head of Keefer’s cock.

Keefer groaned
and wound his arms around her waist. His gaze held hers. She could hear the
crash of the surf on the shore just outside the lagoon, and the squawk of
seagulls
overhead. The morning sun warmed her shoulders,
while the
water cooled
her heated blood. In the
periphery, the green of palms lined the ring of the bay and complimented the
different blue shades of the Caribbean Sea. This place, right here where they’d
pledged their lifetime commitments to each other, would always be paradise to
her.

Elation stirred
in her soul. She would make sure that they came here every year on their
anniversary.

She clamped
herself around Keefer’s big body and whispered, “I love you, Keefer. I love you
both. I’m so happy.”

“Ah, baby, you
have no idea how long I’ve loved you.” He kissed her, deeply, passionately. At
the same moment that Keefer’s tongue slid past her teeth, he pushed her down on
his full erection and penetrated her pussy. She barely had time to gasp when
Jager spread her ass cheeks and speared her tightened ring with his tongue.

Her head dropped
back and some animal sound she’d never heard herself make before, erupted from
her throat. Her eyelids shuttered down. She locked her ankles behind Keefer’s
hips, entwined her fingers behind his neck and leaned away from him to take a
moment to absorb the bliss.

Jager surfaced
behind her. He kissed her neck and massaged her breasts. A coil of fire spilled
into her pussy when he rolled both nipples between his fingertips. He rocked
his hips and thrust his erection along the crevice of her buttocks, the front
surface of his cock grazing over her anus, as he used the water as their
lubrication. At first, her body’s reaction was to tense up at the hint of
invasion. But Jager kept rubbing over that sensitive hole, sending tingly
sparks through to the front, where Keefer filled her.

She turned to
capture Jager’s mouth with hers. Then she switched to Keefer, back to Jager. It
went on and on until she hungered for more, for something new and exciting. She
wanted it all so badly—both of them inside her at the same time.

“Now. Both of
you,” she murmured between panting kisses. “I’m on fire. I need it. I want to
take you both inside me at the same time.”

“Mm, we know. We
talked about it already. We could tell you were getting close to being ready.”
Keefer pulled out and slid back into her juiciness. If he didn’t slow it down,
she might come before Jager even got inside her.

Jager cupped her
jaw, turned her face and murmured against her mouth, “God, I’m so in love with
you, Anj.”

Love flooded her
senses just as much as desire. Tears welled in her eyes. She held Jager’s
stubbly jaw in the palm of her hand and said, “I love you, too.
Both of you.
You have no idea how thrilled I am to be your
wife, Keef’s wife. I’m
freaking nuts
about this whole
thing we’ve got going here.”

“You have no idea,
sweetheart, no idea how nuts we are about you,” Keefer said. He licked along
her jaw, kissed the corner of her mouth. “Now, shh. I’m about to lose all
control. Besides, like you said, it’s time…”

Jager circled a
finger around her anal ring. She tightened her ass muscles. “Relax,” he
murmured in her ear, making her shiver with delicious need. “Just completely
relax. Once you get used to it, you’re not going to believe the ecstasy you’ll
feel.”

She trusted him
completely. Seeing the two of them pleasure one another in the same way over
the months had been enough proof in itself. But the tingly sensations that shot
through her groin when Jager slid his finger deep inside
her,
sealed the deal. He took his time and gently added another finger, then
another, while Keefer slid in and out of her pussy and held her rear open for
Jager.

“That’s it,
loosen up,” Jager whispered in her ear, while his fingers moved in and out of
her, readying her opening. His free hand reached around and gave her breasts
tender attention before shifting down to her clitoris.

Her inner
muscles gradually relaxed. She caught glimpses of bliss, and an uncontrollable
urge assailed her to rock against them, take them both inside her. Tiny sparks
detonated in her nub. She fought to remain still and let Jager pleasure her
clit while he readied her ass for his cock.

“Easy now,”
Jager said. He pulled his fingers out and probed her opening with the head of
his cock. “Just relax and let me take it slow on you.”

“Yes, oh, yes. I
want it, I need it now.” The fires came at her from every direction. The flames
licked and tortured her g-spot, her clit, her nipples, her anus, even her
brain, it seemed. Her breath came ragged as she tried to focus on keeping her
pelvic muscles relaxed, but all she longed to do was slam herself down on them
both and let the orgasms fly.

Keefer gritted
his teeth. The muscles in his arms were like bands of tight cord under the sun.
“Jag, please, now. This is agonizing. I’m gonna come before you even get inside
her.”

“Mmm, me too,”
Jager groaned.

Jager pushed in,
slowly, not too deep. The inferno shot higher. Anjelee focused on remaining
tense-free, opening for him, while Keefer held himself deep inside her pussy.
With each fraction of an inch that Jager sank into her ass, she inhaled short
bursts of air. Then he was there—she felt his groin and thighs pressed
tightly against her buttocks—and the cry of astounding pleasure ripped
from her throat. It echoed over the sound of the sea and the singing of tropical
birds and the chatter of dolphins playing somewhere at the mouth of the bay.

The
euphoric sensation of being completely filled by her husbands boggled her mind
,
it was so surreal
.
Already, the orgasm took distant hold of her senses and nearly shook her to her
core. The first ripple neared when Jager pulled out and pushed back inside her.

“Oh—oh,
I’m going to...” Moisture spilled over her cheeks. This new form of elation was
almost too much to bear. But still,
she needed more
,
she needed it all
.

She made a small
swiveling motion of her hips to encourage Keefer to move inside her, too. He
didn’t hold back. The water splashed and slapped against naked flesh as the
tempo picked up. Keefer’s eyes were clamped shut, his face tense and held
upward to soak in the sun. Jager nipped at her neck and sucked on her earlobe.
Breathing came in desperate gasps, though she wasn’t sure if it was hers,
Jager’s, Keefer’s or a conglomeration of the three of them.

The men got
their own rhythm going. When Keefer pulled out, Jager pushed inside her. Each
time, a different area warmed and tingled with the stimulation. When she
thought she could take it not a minute longer, she put a hand on each of their
asses
to stop their movements.