Tempest of Vengeance (15 page)

I gave Lash a surprised look, not because he
had said that about Devlin, but because he’d used a word like
subterfuge.

Lash gave me a grumpy look, narrowing his
eyes, because he knew what I was thinking. “I’m more than a good
body with killing skills, Sar,” he said irritably. “I do read more
than weapons magazines, and
Penthouse
. Or did you forget
which wereman you were in bed with?”

I felt terrible. I hadn’t meant to make him
think that. I took one hand off Devlin, and reached back for Lash.
“I didn’t mean anything by it. I know you read as much as I do. I
was just surprised, because you usually don’t say—”

He caught my hand easily in his, and then he
was pushing it down between us, hissing softly. He slid my hand
down his tight abs, and onto his manhood, and I felt him throbbing
through his underwear. I reached inside the cloth, and closed my
hand around the head of his penis, prompting a sharp hiss.
Releasing him, I tugged at the top of his underwear, trying for
better access. He slid them off, then pressed himself tight against
me, rubbing gently on me with his hard cock as his rough callused
hands slid up under my nightgown, gently moving over the bare skin
of my back.

“Your skin is so soft,” he hissed longingly,
running his hands over me. “I never get tired of feeling it under
my hands.”

It was there in his voice how much he had
missed me, how much he had wanted to have me touch him again. I’d
wanted to touch and kiss him just as much. Devlin was right. Life
was too short to waste any more time. I wasn’t going to waste one
more second. I reached back again, down between us, and closed my
hand around Lash’s penis, squeezing gently.

Lash let out a loud hiss, and jerked under my
roaming hands. I stroked him skillfully and he moved in my hand,
the tip of his cock already slick. “Are you safe?” he whispered,
his tone uneven with desire. “Have you been taking what I got for
you? Otherwise—”

“Yes,” I whispered. “I’ve been on them for a
month.”
In case you still wanted me. “
But are you?”

“Yes. Please!” Lash hissed softly. “I give
you my word I’m clean. Tell me it’s okay, Sar. Please!”

Lash was kissing me very gently on my neck,
but his entire body was shaking slightly now with pent up
excitement. It was raw need, a lake of it. Lash was acting as if he
hadn’t been with anyone for weeks...

“You told me you went to Gina,” I said in
wonder. “That she took care of you. You had conjugal visits, in
jail.”

“I lied,” Lash hissed, cupping my face with
his hand. “I only wanted you, Sar. I did go to her, and she did
relax me, and ease my tension. But it was through acupuncture, not
sex. That’s what she did for me on those conjugal visits. And after
the tension was gone, she gave me massages, nothing sexual.”

“Why would you—?” I began, turning my head to
look fully at him. Lash cut off my words with a passionate kiss,
his tongue slipping through my parted lips. I lost myself in the
sensation of it. We hadn’t kissed in so long like this, and I
whimpered slightly, feeling his tongue stroking mine.

Lash drew back from me then, his eyes black
as hot tar. “It mattered that if you decided to Oath to Dev, that I
could tell you I hadn’t been with anyone else, that I was safe to
be with.” He paused. “For all of the things about me you have
accepted, I wanted to do this in return, to show you the lengths I
was willing to go to for you. It wasn’t easy these past months,
like it was before you changed me, when I was older. It’s been
downright hellish. But I told you once that all I was, it was all
for you, if you wanted it. I meant that, just as I mean it
now.”

Tears came to my eyes, remembering our shared
time in the Everglades, when I had healed him with my blood, the
gift healing not only his dying body but also rejuvenating his
youth. “You didn’t have to do that for me.”

“I did,” he hissed softly, kissing my face
gently. “I keep my promises, Sar.”

What did he mean? He hadn’t made me any
promises...

“Will you let me make love to you?” he hissed
insistently. “Please?”

I wanted him, and it was true Dev was a heavy
sleeper. Maybe this was doable. “I don’t want to wake Dev. He’s
still sleeping. You’d have to be very quiet.”

“I won’t make a sound. You know how quiet I
can be,” Lash hissed eagerly. He carefully aligned my hips with
his, still kissing me urgently. I felt him as he stroked me gently
with his hand, and when he felt that I was slick for him, he let
out an eager hiss as he slowly pushed inside me, fighting to move
very, very slowly. Finally, he was all the way inside me, and I
felt him take hold of my hips firmly, so he wouldn’t jostle Devlin
when he began thrusting.

Lash was kissing me feverishly, tremors going
through him, and very slowly, he began to move. My lips parted
before I could stop myself, and I let out a moan. Lash stopped
quickly, putting his hand over my mouth. “You have to be quiet,
too,” he hissed softly, smiling. “I need both my hands.”

“You don’t have to be quiet,” Devlin
murmured.

Lash and I went still as we both looked
toward him.

“I might be a heavy sleeper, but I’m not
utterly deaf,” Devlin said, rolling his eyes at us. “Especially
when I hear a woman I’m being held by moan like that.”

I gave a relieved smile, though Lash said
nothing. He was still inside me, his body shaking.

Devlin sat up, and looked down at the two of
us. “Do you mind if I stay, and watch you two, Lash?” he said
lustfully. “I know Sar won’t mind.”

Actually, I did mind a little, but I didn’t
feel comfortable kicking him out of his own bedroom, not with
everything that had happened.

Lash pulled out of me, and sat up, his arms
still around me, so I sat up with him. “Dev, you didn’t want me to
even kiss her, before last night,” he hissed possessively “Now you
want to watch me have her? Why?”

“I was wrong,” Devlin admitted, looking down
at the sheets. “I was jealous, and I shouldn’t have been. I knew
how you both felt, and I should have let you be together. But I’ve
never been jealous of you before, Lash, though I know over the
years you were often jealous of me.”

“Sar, do you mind, if he watches us?” Lash
hissed, looking at me carefully. “I don’t.”

“If you don’t, I don’t,” I said softly, then
kissed him.

“Okay,” Lash said with a shrug, and then he
rolled me over to straddle him. He slid inside me easily, bringing
a gasp from me. I slid my hands up his chest, feeling his scales
forming beneath my hands, and then he pulled me down with his arms,
kissing me passionately, his tongue stroking mine almost
frantically as he began to move in me.

I groaned loudly. I’d wanted him again like
this so much, for so many months. And he felt so good to me,
because I didn’t just desire him, I loved him.

I gently pulled his hands off me, and took
them in mine. Lash gave me a confused look, and stopped kissing me,
and moving in me.

“You know what I like.” I brought his hands
to my breasts, and Lash gripped them, squeezing hard as his tongue
slid beneath my nightgown to tease one breast, then the other. My
head fell back as I let out a whimper, my lips parting. Lash
released me abruptly, his hands leaving me, and I felt a whisper of
cloth, as he lifted the nightgown over my head. I looked to see
Devlin tossing it to the side, and then his eyes were all for us
again. His eyes were molten, glowing. Seeing us together like this
was turning him on.

Lash grabbed my head and brought it down to
him again, kissing me roughly, his hips moving rhythmically under
mine. I grabbed his hands, sliding them down to my hips. “Move me,”
I moaned softly, and his eyes went darker still, remembering that
night with me, when he’d said those words as he touched me. He was
shaking hard now, even as he moved in gentle rhythm, and it
suddenly occurred to me that he was trying hard to hold back long
enough for me to come first.

But I didn’t want him to hold back, not after
telling me how much I meant to him. He deserved more. I leaned down
close, whispering in his ear. “Come for me, my dark-eyed lover.
Don’t wait. Sheathe your body in mine the way we’ve both wanted you
to for months.”

Lash gripped my hips with his hands, and
thrust madly into me, letting out sharp cries of pleasure every
time he buried himself in me. I swayed above him, stroking his
scales lovingly.

It was over in a few seconds. Lash came
moaning loudly, pumping into me, and I arched my back, wanting him
as deep inside me as he could get. He clutched me to him, his arms
holding me close, as he emptied himself into me, jerking hard. I
collapsed on him gasping, and he hugged me to him, kissing me on my
face, and my neck.

“I’ll be slower with you, in a few minutes,”
Lash said between breaths, deep satisfaction in his words. “It was
because it had been so long for me, Sar, and you felt so good.
God!”

“Shh,” I said, giving him a soft kiss. “I
know. It’s okay, Lash.”

I felt a gentle caress of fingers down my
spine, and knew it was Devlin. Sure enough, his arms enfolded me,
as I sat still astride Lash. Devlin turned my head so I faced
sideways and he kissed me, his tongue plunging into my mouth, as if
he wanted to eat me. I kissed him back the same way, my arousal
almost a raging fire in its intensity. His hands tangled in my
hair, and I felt his erection as he rubbed himself against my
ass.

I froze, a little afraid of what he might ask
me to do, because I wasn’t going to do it, no matter how much he
might want me to. He was much too large of a man for me even to
consider it.

Devlin felt me tense, and pulled back
slightly from me. “I’ll just watch you, for now,” he said softly,
giving me a smile. “I want to see you come for him, Sar.”

I flushed red, and Devlin gave me a sultry
look, his smile widening to a grin. He flopped back down beside us,
his one arm propping him up on his elbow.

“I’m ready, Sar,” Lash said, guiding my upper
body down on his. He kissed me roughly again, and I caressed his
warm skin with my hands, loving the feel of his body under mine. I
cupped his face in my hands, evoking a slight shudder of pleasure
from him. He rolled over on top of me quickly, sliding in and out
of me, kissing my face, my neck, and my breasts almost
feverishly.

I groaned. I’d been close before, just
feeling his excitement in having me. It was overwhelming now, to
feel his body against mine, stroking me, loving me!

“Say my name for me, Sar,” he rasped, burying
his face in my neck and sucking on my skin first gently, then
harder. “I’ve waited months to hear you cry it out for me. Say
it!”

He bore down, rubbing purposely with each
thrust, and I was suddenly there in a sweet burst of pleasure. I
climaxed shaking in his arms, moaning his name, “Lash! Yes! Lash!
Please!”

Lash uttered a pleased hiss, and began
rapidly to drive himself into me hard and fast, and in a few
seconds, he came again as well, holding my body to his tightly as
he spasmed into me, spurting into me over and over as he let loose
a loud undulating scream. This time he didn’t let go of me until
he’d given me everything he had left. A minute later, I felt him
finally begin to shrink inside me, and he pulled out with a soft
sigh, giving me a gentle kiss. My heart was pounding, and Lash
moved off me to lay by my side, still shaking slightly as he fought
to breathe. His hand slid down my arm to clutch my hand, his
fingers entwining in mine, unwilling to break contact.

I felt Devlin come up by my other side, and
he was breathing hard too, from just watching us. He kissed me
deeply, and before I knew it, he was positioning himself on me,
aligning his hips with mine.

Hey!
I opened my eyes fully, as I
moved to push him off me, but before I could, Lash’s hand released
mine, darting out to grip his arm, stopping him.

Devlin gave him a nasty look. “What is the
problem?” he said, his voice heavy with lust. “Isn’t it enough that
you went first?”

“Ask her first,” Lash hissed, not letting go,
his snake fangs bared, and his eyes flat. “Before you just take
her, ask her.”

Devlin hissed at him with red eyes, his
vampire fangs bared. Lash didn’t let go of him or back down.

Devlin’s eyes narrowed, then shifted to me.
“Do you want me now or not?”

“Yes, of course,” I consented. “But first
give me a minute to use the bathroom, Dev.”

Devlin moved off me, and I went into the
bathroom, closing the door. In a few minutes, I came back in and
settled down on the bed, beckoning Devlin to me with a smile and a
crooked index finger.

Devlin rolled me over to face Lash, and then
pulled me back hard against him, thrusting the full length of
himself inside my wet center. I let out a sharp cry of pleasure,
feeling myself so thoroughly filled. “Kiss her, as I have her,”
Devlin growled under his breath.

Lash came up in front of me, and began
kissing me again, caressing my breasts with his hands, tweaking the
nipples. Devlin began stroking me gently with his penis, touching
me all over inside as only he could. I moaned and shuddered under
their ministrations. Lash kissed me harder, his hands tangling in
my hair as his mouth devoured mine. My body was awash in sensation,
pure bliss, and I shook in their arms, as they loved me together.
Within moments, I was cresting the wave again, crying out my raw
fulfillment in piercing screams. Lash drew back to watch me, his
hands stroking my face and lips as I sought fervently to kiss his
fingers so enticingly beyond my reach.

Dev thrust harder, his face buried in my
neck, though he didn’t bite me. He shouted my name loudly, and held
my hips to his, shuddering over and over. “Sar!”

He softened and withdrew with a sigh and
brief touch of his cool lips to my throat, while Lash brought his
mouth to mine for one last ravishing kiss.