Jacob's Trial [Forbidden Legacy 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Heather Long

condom.”
    The word splashed icy reality over the scalding heat bubbling inside of her. Leaning her head back, she stared at him. “What?”
    “Your eyes, sweetheart. They’re glowing again.”
    The water ebbed lower as he continued guiding them through the pool. The liquid receded, and Jacob carried her up onto the white, sandy half beach they’d created for her, answering her desire to be close to the ocean. Overhead, the skylight kissed the sand with the sun’s heat.
    Jacob went to his knees and settled her down. The smooth sand heated her bottom. Jacob peeled her hands from his hair and urged her back, kissing a path down to her breasts and suckling one plump nipple into his mouth. Electricity arched her back, the pleasure stabbing through her protests.
    “Wait.” It was the hardest word she’d ever pressed past her lips. His hands tightened on her wrists, refusing to release her as he dragged his teeth lightly over the turgid point and then drew on it again. Slick dampness coated the inside of her thighs and his mouth dipped lower, tracing over her belly and teasing her belly button with promised thrusts.
    Hips bucking, she cried out as he let go of her wrists to slide his hands under her bottom. He lifted, nudging her thighs wider. The first lick of his tongue across her nether lips fanned the flames of heat flowing like lava, burning away her questions.
    He blew a breath across her clit and her hips bucked. His tongue stroked the skin around her pussy, teasing her, just barely touching the swollen nub with his nose. When the tension flattened through her, squeezing her air in puffs, he slid a finger inside her and closed his lips over the clit. The hard sucking motion rocked her forward, and every remaining thought in her mind detonated.
    She rode his hand, bucking against his mouth and he kept her down, teasing every drop of her release, tongue lapping the liquid heat creaming her pussy. Collapsing against the sand, she stared up at him dazedly as he lifted his head to smile at her. His cheeks were damp and his eyelids half-lowered.
    “What about you?” She managed the words around the languid release still jolting her with miniature shocks.
    “Giving you pleasure makes me happy.” But there was an edge of wistfulness to his smile.
    “Having you come inside me makes me happy.”
    He shifted on the sand, the hard, rigid length of his cock standing out proudly, demanding her gaze.
    “Cassie,” he sighed her name and lowered his forehead to hers.
    “You don’t want children.” A sick dread dispelled the pleasure he’d fanned to full bloom within her.
    “No. I do want children. A child with you would be a beautiful, magnificent being.” He stretched out alongside her, lying on his left side, one arm braced to hold his head up. He drifted his free hand across her abdomen, palm flush to her skin. “Giving you a child would be exquisite, but—”
    Her mind hiccupped at the “but.” Fear sank its claws into her flesh, a sickening twist tightening her stomach.
    “But I am not sure you would want my child.” Of all the things he could have said to her that was the last thing she expected. Cassie’s mouth fell open, shock stealing her speech.
    The left side of his mouth turned up into a wry smile. “I’m a Wizard, Cassie. I had two children before and a wife a long time ago.”
    The news rocked her back. His past came up briefly when they first met. She failed to pay attention, but desire for two so different yet completely beautiful men consumed her. He told her what it was to be a Wizard, but not a husband and certainly not a father. Had Jacob loved his first wife so much he couldn’t bring himself to want the same things with her?
    “Stop it.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I love you. This is not a contest between you and Ellen. Ellen was a different woman, a different time, and I like to think I did my best for her. I loved her, but I was young and I didn’t understand the way the