Sexual Shift (13 page)

He cupped her face and looked into her eyes, willing her to understand. He whispered in her ear. “If we do this for real, my mother will have no doubt. She’ll leave us alone and you’ll be safe. But can you be with him? Can you take both of us? If you can, just let your imagination run wild. I promise we’ll give you your fantasy.”

Tanner waited, his heart pounding in his chest. Which answer did he want? Part of him wanted her to refuse to give herself to another man. Yet if she refused, his mother would know that they cared for each other. The other part, the one willing to do anything to keep her safe, wanted her to enjoy the fantasy. Whichever way Hilly chose, they’d face the outcome together.

Hilly bent one of her knees, spreading her legs wider. She gasped, and Tanner followed her gaze to Ronan, whose hand was under her dress. The slinky material moved with the action of his hand as he caressed her pussy.

Her breaths started coming in pants as Ronan moved faster. Tanner slipped a hand under the top of her dress to fondle a breast. He squeezed the soft flesh but couldn’t break away from the rise and fall of her dress. Whether it was his imagination or just wishful thinking, he drew in a long, slow breath, thinking that he could smell her getting wet. He caressed her breast, fondling her, pinching her nipples lightly. Crying out, Hilly arched against him and clutched his shirt.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.” Tanner couldn’t deny that her reaction to Ronan was turning him on.

“When you’re right, man, you’re right.” Ronan brought his arm out from under Hilly’s dress, then licked her juices from his fingers. “To the bedroom.”

Tanner gritted his teeth to hold back the groan. He wanted to lick her dry and savor her taste.

Pulling Hilly along with him, Ronan slid an arm around her waist and started walking her toward the hallway leading to the closest bedroom. “Tanner’s been holding out on me. If I’d known he had such a hot woman, I would’ve been here sooner.”

Tanner followed them, suddenly feeling like a fifth wheel. But not for long. Moving to their side, he wrapped his arm around Hilly’s waist, bumping Ronan’s arm off, then picked up the pace. Ronan, however, wasn’t going to let him get away with it. Instead, he stayed by her side, tossing out funny anecdotes about Tanner’s childhood along the way.

Tanner rubbed his hand along her back and felt a tremble rush through her. But he sensed that she wasn’t afraid. She was as aroused as he was.

He ushered them into an enormous room dominated by an ornate and very large bed. The room was dimly lit with only one small window and decorated in dark reds. Sexual play items were scattered around, including vibrators, choke collars, and a pair of handcuffs lying on the top of the crimson velvet bedspread. A sex swing hung from the ceiling.

Hilly paused, her eyes widening, and he waited for her to refuse. Instead, she took a deep breath and reached for his hand. He gave her a reassuring squeeze. “Are you okay with this, Hilly? The toys, I mean.”

Her bright eyes glittered with excitement. “I don’t know what even half of these things are or how to use them, but I’m willing to learn. With you.”

“You mean with us. And we’re ready to teach you. Right, Tanner?” Ronan fingered the leather of the swing and cocked an eyebrow at Hilly. He laughed and sauntered over to the wet bar. “But first, how about a drink?”

Hilly nodded, and Ronan began pouring drinks for the three of them. He grinned as she took her glass.

“Look in the bowl on the top shelf, Ronan. We can do more than just drink.” Maybe if Ronan overindulged, he’d be controllable.

Hilly’s parted lips called for a kiss, a kiss Tanner would love to give her. Instead, he leaned forward and whispered, “Are you sure you want to do this? I’ll stop it at any time.”

“If we do this, if I’m really with both you and Ronan, then your mother won’t doubt that I’m only a fling. To her, I’ll just be another woman in a long line of women. That will keep us safe, right?” She placed her palm on his chest and he covered her hand with his.

“I have no doubt she’ll be convinced. She’ll forget about you and you’ll stay safe. But, Hilly, as I said before, let’s make it more than something we have to do. I want you to think about your heart’s desires. You can do anything you want in here. Ask us to do anything to and for you. Let us make your fantasy come true.” If they had to go through with their scheme, then at least Hilly should enjoy herself.

“Hey, great.” Ronan put together a few items on a tray and carried them to the oversized sofa and coffee table at the side of the room. “Let’s do some coke and get this party going.”

“I don’t know.” She shot Tanner a look. “I’m not into drugs.”

“Hilly, if you’d rather stick to alcohol, that’s okay.”

Ronan bent over the tray and snorted a line. “Hmm. Good stuff, man.”

“Only the best for my guests,” Tanner quipped.

“I’ll pass.” Hilly’s voice was soft, yet firm.

Taking her with him, Tanner went to the bar and poured her another drink and handed it to her. He caressed her fingers. “You do believe that this is more than just sex to me, don’t you?”

A tremulous smile lifted the corners of her mouth, and he could resist no longer.

He pulled her to him, pressing his hands against her back, and leaned in for the kiss. She tasted like lime, salt and tequila, but her true flavors, the tangy taste he loved, came to the surface as he swiped his tongue around her mouth. Tugging on her lower lip, he took another kiss from her.

She moaned and put her body next to his. Taking his signal from her, he slid his hand to the top of her dress. He shoved the arms of the dress down her shoulders, undoing the buttons down the front with one thought. The dress fell to the floor.

“Holy hell.”

He heard Ronan’s awed tone and stepped away to see her better. She stood, shivering, in a lacy black thong and no bra. Gracefully, she pushed her thong down her legs, tossing it to the floor beside her. Her round, firm breasts boasted brown areolas and taut nipples pointed toward him. He longed to run his tongue over them, then nip at them.

“Holy hell is right.” He licked his lips, tasting her pussy already. “If only I could keep you here like this forever. Alone.” Surprised at his words, he frowned, then reached over to take another drink. All at once, he wasn’t sure he could share her with anyone. Even if it meant keeping her safe.

If he’d known Ronan would take his place, he wouldn’t have pivoted away from her. Ronan gripped her, his big hands dwarfing her generous breasts as he lifted them to his mouth. He groaned as he slid his tongue over them, much as Tanner had wanted to do.

Tanner moved behind her and ran a hand around her to cup her mons. She was hot against his skin, sweet against his lips as he nibbled the soft flesh of her shoulders. His erection pushed against his slacks, and although he hated to let go of her, he stepped away to shed his clothes.

Hilly threw back her head, her mouth open as Ronan swept his tongue over her skin. Her black hair cascaded down to the rise of her buttocks and Tanner fell to his knees behind her. He buried his face in the crack between her butt cheeks and slid his tongue between the soft folds of flesh. She made a sound much like a cat and reached a hand around to caress his hair. He licked her, playing with her butt hole with both his tongue and his fingers, preparing her. Sighing, he skimmed his tongue along her left cheek and let his finger dive into her anus.

Ronan was naked in a flash of magic and knelt in front of her. She held on to his shoulders, her legs spread apart, her body trembling. Playing with her hole, Tanner could hear Ronan sucking her pussy. Envy shot through him again, but he discarded it, and concentrated on giving her pleasure.

Pushing one finger inside her, he delighted in the tightness of her ringed muscles clamping on to him. He groaned and slid another finger deep within her.

“Oh, yes.”

The lusty tone of her voice made his cock twitch. He wanted her, needed her, even if he had to share her. Standing, he took her from a grumbling Ronan.

“Swing for me, babe.”

Helping her into the sex swing had her giggling as he lifted her bottom onto the padded seat and positioned her arms and legs in the straps. But her giggles turned to a gasp when he knelt in front her and pushed her legs apart. Ronan stood behind her, telling her to lie back while he supported her. She put her back to his hard cock, squealed, then moaned as Tanner pressed his face to her pussy.

The sweet fragrance of her, the wetness of her, sent his lust spiraling, and he pushed her folds apart. Stroking his shaft, he lashed his tongue over her clit, pushing hard, then flicking lightly over the sensitive nub until she moaned and clutched his hair. He sucked harder as he watched Ronan tweak her nipples. She swung back and forth, letting Tanner make a game of catching her pussy with his tongue.

But Tanner could play the game only for a short time. He had to taste her. Pulling her to him, he drove his tongue inside her. She cried out, clutching her hands over Ronan’s, and drenched Tanner’s mouth with her come.

“Man, I’ve got to fuck her. Now.”

Tanner didn’t want to trade places, but he rose anyway and took Ronan’s place behind her. She followed his move, the lust and desire clouding her eyes. She pouted, making him wish she’d wrap her lips around his cock.

Ronan lifted her, sending her into a squeal of fright as he pulled her bottom higher than her head. But the position gave Tanner an idea. Stepping to the side, he supported her and offered his shaft to her. She held on to the straps and drew him in. He moaned and came close to losing control.

Ronan slammed into her, rocking her backward and making her lose her grip on Tanner’s shaft. “Take it easy, Ronan.”

His friend grinned, took hold of her legs to keep her from moving and pushed into her again. She reached out and took Tanner’s cock into her mouth again, then swept her tongue over the tip, then down the shaft. She pumped him in and out of her mouth.

Tanner closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations rushing through his body. She cupped his balls, making him grow impossibly longer, thicker, and once again he was afraid he’d lose control. She whipped her tongue over the tip of his mushroom cap, then deep-throated him until he could feel the back of her throat. She was more than any other woman, somehow claiming him as no other woman had ever done. He clutched her hair, tunneling his fingers through the silky waterfall.

Ronan’s groans grew louder, and sensing his friend was nearing a climax, Tanner inched away from her. She protested, and for a moment he reconsidered spilling his seed for her to drink.

“Keep hold of the straps, Hilly.” He sounded guttural, animal-like, even to his own ears. “Ronan, switch.”

Ronan’s dark eyes flashed at him. “Not yet, man.” Sweat dotted his brow as he pounded into her again, and again. “I’m not finished.”

“I said switch.”

Ronan pushed her legs wider, then renewed his grip on her legs. “Fuck you, Tanner.”

Hilly gasped, yet her eyes were filled with lust.

Tanner’s stomach clenched. He’d thought he could share her, for her sake, but he couldn’t stand it any longer. Fury rushed into him and he pushed Ronan hard, making him stumble backward. “Knock it off, asshole. She’s mine.”

Hilly pulled her body up and held on to the straps of the swing. “Tanner. Remember why we’re doing this.”

“What the fuck, man?” Ronan steadied himself and glared at Tanner, his eyes flashing red, his face contorting, changing as his skin thickened and grew gray.

“Get out. Now.”

“Come on, T-man. I was just starting to have fun.”

“You had your fun. Now get out before I throw you out.”

Moving into position between Hilly’s legs, Tanner blocked Hilly’s view of the demon and returned his glare, daring him to fight. Cursing, Ronan grabbed the tray of drugs and hurried out of the room.

Taking her by the arms, Tanner lifted her from the swing, then took her place on the cushioned seat and cuddled her in his lap. “Are you okay?”

Her eyes glistened with anticipation as she slid her tongue over her upper lip. “I’m okay. But what about our plan? What will happen now?”

“I should never have let you do this. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t share you with anyone. No matter what the reason.”

“I feel the same way.” She stroked his face.

“Then why did you agree?”

Her face was as beautiful as any angel’s he’d ever seen. He cupped her cheek and she captured him with a look of love, tossing away everything he’d ever believed about his life.

“Because I’d do anything for you.”

He clutched her to him, pressing his face between her luscious breasts.

Suddenly, Ronan was at the door, his face a mask of anger. He snorted another line of coke, then threw the tray to the floor. “Like I said. I wasn’t finished with her,” he growled.

Tanner set Hilly on her feet and stalked over to the demon. “Don’t try it, Ronan. Leave while you can.”

Ronan cackled, then yanked his arm back and swung. Tanner ducked the attack, then grabbed the demon by his hair and pushed him against the wall.

Tanner squared off against Ronan. “I told you not to try it.”

“Be careful, Tanner.” He wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but he couldn’t risk Ronan getting out of his hold.