Van, Becca - The Love of Three [Elite Dragons 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (14 page)

Stedman groaned when his cock jerked against the zipper of his jeans. He ran a hand down his face. Nothing was going to get done so long as he was distracted. All he was accomplishing here in the office was shuffling papers around.

The sound of the shower running reached his ears, and he knew Ward was up. He’d pulled night duty and slept most of the day while Bronsin had escorted Alicia to the main house. None of them were heavy sleepers at the best of times, but having to sleep during daylight after doing night shifts was really screwing with their internal clocks.

Pushing away from his desk, he rose to his feet and stomped toward the kitchen. Usually he didn’t give in to frustration, but the watch schedule and a bad case of blue balls were finally getting to him.

The back door swished open, and Alicia breezed into the kitchen, a satisfied grin on her face. He looked over the top of her head to Bronsin. His brother had a gleam in his eye, and Stedman frowned at him as he tried to work out what was going on. When she brushed her hair back from her face and the side of her head, he saw that her stitches had been removed.

“Come here, baby,” he demanded.

Alicia grinned and then tilted her head when he reached for her hair. Pushing the silky, soft strands back from the side of her head, he studied the thin pink scar surrounded by the new growth of her hair.

“I thought Wolf wasn’t taking them out until tomorrow.”

“He wasn’t going to, but when he caught me reaching up to scratch, he pulled my hand away and then looked over the wound. He said I was completely healed and took the sutures out there and then.”

“He did a good job.” Stedman took a slow, deep, steadying breath and knew he had made a mistake as her enticing feminine scent wrapped around him. “When the pinkness fades, you won’t have much of a scar.”

“I don’t care if I do have a scar. My hair will hide most of it, and I am not so vain that a little mark will bother me.”

“You don’t have a vain bone in your entire little body.” He closed his eyes and let her hair trail through his fingers. Just as he was about to step back, small fingers connected with his cheek.

“What’s wrong, Stedman? Are you in pain?”

Stedman opened his eyes and his gaze connected with hers. A frown marred her forehead between her arched eyebrows. Reaching up, he took her hand in his. He was going to lower and release her delicate fingers, but he just couldn’t find the strength to let her go.

“Alicia, I ache so fucking damn much,” he responded and let her see the fire in his eyes. She took a step back, and he released her hand. He didn’t want to frighten her with his intensity, so he turned his back on her and headed for the coffeepot.

“Stedman.” Alicia spoke his name with such longing that he turned back. The sight of her returning his hungry look turned the simmering flames in his blood to a raging inferno.

He took a step toward her and then another and another. Cupping her warm cheek in his hand nearly brought him to his knees. Movement across the room drew his eyes, and he flicked Ward a glance as he entered the room and then looked back at Alicia.

“Baby.” Stedman drew in a ragged breath and released it slowly. “If you know what’s good for you, you will run to your room and lock yourself in.”

“Why would I do that?” Her voice trembled and she licked her lips, leaving a sheen of moisture on the pink bow of her mouth. “I know what I’m doing.”

“I hope you do, baby,” Stedman rumbled in a deep voice. “Because I am at the end of my tether.”

“You’ve all given me more than enough time to make up my mind. And my mind is made up. I want you.” She breathed out and then turned her head, looking over first one shoulder at Bronsin and then the other at Ward. She turned back to Stedman. “I have wanted you all for so long.”

“Be very sure about what you’re asking, Alicia. Once we start there is no turning back.” He gazed into her eyes intently. “Do you understand, baby? You will be ours, and we won’t ever let you go.”

“I don’t want you to let me go.”

Stedman moved so fast that he barely gave her time to react. Her little squeak of surprise caught in her throat as he scooped her up into his arms. Ward moved aside, and he carried her back down the hall toward her room. His brothers came up on either side of the bed as he lowered Alicia down onto the mattress. She lay on top of the covers, propping herself up on her elbows and staring at him. Hunger like he’d never known made his hands tremble, and he leaned over her, resting his weight on his palms and caging her with his body and limbs.

“Last chance,” he whispered, moving in closer.

Alicia surprised him yet again. Why had he ever thought she was shy and introverted? She was nothing of the sort. She lowered herself onto the bed and began to undo the zipper on her sweatshirt. Not once did she look away from him, even as she tried to struggle out of the hooded jacket.

Stedman swooped in and covered her mouth with his. He was so voracious that he wanted everything with her all at once. Pushing between her lips and teeth, he swept the interior of her mouth with his tongue. She tasted damn good, and he couldn’t get enough of her. He tasted everything she had to give and then some, but it still wasn’t enough.

Pushing back on his hands until he was once more sitting on his haunches, he began to remove her clothes. With each piece of material, more and more of her delightfully sexy little body was revealed. His breath caught in his throat when she was lying before him in only bra and panties. He took in every dip and curve, the gentle rounding of her hips and the blue lace lovingly cupping her luscious globes.

As he looked his fill, he slipped the buttons of his shirt free and pulled it off. He then reached for the fastenings on his jeans and pushed the denim over his hips. Alicia perused his body hungrily from head to toe and back again. His cock jerked and his balls churned until he was in danger of shooting off way too early.

Stedman returned to her and grasped her about the ribs. The skin beneath his hands was warm and soft and silky. He couldn’t wait to taste more of her. Dipping his head, he once more touched her lips with his. When he licked over her lips, she sighed and opened for him. He tasted her again and again, the hunger he had for her making his limbs shake, but still it was nowhere near enough.

With dexterity he no longer felt, Stedman flicked the clasp of her bra and moved one hand slowly from her rib cage, giving her time to protest. When she didn’t, he caressed down to her hip. Smoothing his hand over her flat belly, he felt her muscles jump and he groaned into her mouth. Withdrawing his mouth from hers, he waited until she was looking at him with passion-glazed eyes.

“Easy, baby. I’ll give you what you need.”

“I need more,” she gasped.

“So do I,” he growled.

Glancing at Ward and Bronsin, he indicated they should join in. His brothers reached for the straps of her bra and pulled them down her shoulders and off over her hands. Stedman shifted away slightly, hooked his thumbs into the elastic of her panties, and pulled them over her hips and off.

Ward turned her head toward him and covered her mouth with his, while Bronsin began caressing and kneading her breasts. The small whimpering sounds Alicia made seemed to grab him by the balls and hold on tight.

Stedman caressed up her shins to the insides of her thighs then gently parted her legs. He could smell the musky scent of her arousal and knew he was done waiting. Forcing himself to be gentle, he caressed the soft, delicate skin between her legs and groaned with approval and desire when his fingers came away wet with her cream.

Kneeling on the floor, he wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her toward him until her ass hung slightly over the edge of the bed. Inhaling her sweet desire, he lowered his head and took his first taste. She was a combination of sweet and salty, and Stedman wanted more of her. He wanted her to come in his mouth, to drink her down until she was exhausted and couldn’t take any more. Then he wanted to start all over again.

Stedman licked her pussy from clit to ass and then back again. On the return trip he thrust his tongue into her hole and slurped up her juices.

“I want you so fucking bad, Alicia,” he rasped against her pussy. “I want more of your honey. I want you to come in my mouth so I can drink your juices down, and when you think you’ve given me everything you’ve got, I am going to want you again.”

Alicia turned her head away from Ward, gasping in great gulps of air. “Oh God.”

Stedman sucked and licked every inch of her cunt. He tugged her labia into his mouth and licked the flesh. Her honey flowed for him, and he slurped up every little drop her body produced, but he needed more.

Releasing the flesh in his mouth, he slid his tongue back up through her dripping folds and flicked his tongue over her clit. She cried out and bucked her hips, trying to get closer. Stedman placed a hand over her lower abdomen and applied pressure to hold her down. He looked up her body to see Bronsin and Ward sucking and licking at her breasts. Her head thrashed on the pillow and her cheeks were flushed pink. Never had he seen a sexier sight.

Moving the arm he had wrapped around her thigh, he slowly began to insert the tip of a finger into her pussy. His little baby went wild, bucking her hips and keening with pleasure.

Stedman lifted his mouth just enough to speak to his brothers. “Hold her down.”

Ward and Bronsin each clasped a wrist and pulled her arms up above her head, and then Bronsin gathered both wrists in one of his large hands to keep her from moving. Ward placed his forearm over her hips to anchor her to the bed, and both of his brothers put their other hands on her ribs, just below her breasts. Even though she could still move, she couldn’t move around too much and buck him off.

He lashed the tip of his tongue across her clit and began to thrust his finger in and out of her pussy. Cream dripped around his digit and coated his hand. Adding another finger, he pushed in deeper and groaned when her tight, hot, wet flesh enveloped him. She was so damn tight that he prayed he wouldn’t hurt her when they finally joined their bodies.

Pumping his fingers in and out of her sheath, Stedman caged her clit between his teeth, being careful not to hurt her, and then he laved her clit with his tongue again and again. The more he touched, sucked, and thrust, the more honey her body produced, but he still wasn’t satisfied. He wanted her screaming and covering him with her cum.

Twisting his fingers around in her cunt, he curled them up, and with small but sure movements he rubbed the pads of his digits over her G-spot. The guttural sounds she made let him know he was doing everything right. Her internal muscles got tighter and tighter, making it harder for him to move his fingers inside her, but he didn’t let up. When he heard her breath hitch, he knew she was on the precipice. Removing his teeth from around her sensitive flesh, he sucked her clit into his mouth firmly and listened to her scream.

Alicia’s internal muscles contracted around his fingers repeatedly, but he still didn’t stop. Her voice sounded hoarse, but he knew what would happen if he kept going.

Her jerking, trembling body froze for an instant. Giving one last suck to her clit and one more caress to her hot spot, he sent her hurtling once more.

Fluid gushed from her body, and Stedman moved his mouth down to catch her honey. He growled and slurped, drinking down her sweet release until she had no more to give. Her breathing was ragged and her body trembled, and still Stedman was nowhere near finished.

Chapter Twelve

Air sawed in and out of Alicia’s mouth. Her body trembled in the aftermath of pleasure so acute that she wondered if she had died. Never had she felt or imagined anything like what she had just experienced. She’d heard that women could ejaculate like men, but she hadn’t believed it. Well, she did now.

The hands which had been holding her down now smoothed over her in soothing caresses. Her body felt so boneless and was still trembling so much that she didn’t think she would be able to move ever again.

Finally able to open her eyes, she stared at Stedman with awe. Even though she wanted to reach out and pull him down against her, she couldn’t get her arms to cooperate.