touching memories and uncovering secret desires. Still, he didn’t really understand where she was headed—not until he felt her hand replace his on his cock. He sensed her soft, naked skin dragging down along his as she went to her knees and took his cock in her mouth, sucking, stroking—drawing him deep down her throat and close to the edge. He groaned as her lush body brushed against his and his hands tangled in her long, flowing hair.
He cupped his balls and ran his hand up his cock, stroking his hard-on to ease his need, and adjusted himself. He knew she felt him touching himself while he waited outside her room, and he couldn’t resist the next stroke or the next. The whole time she resided in his mind and participated, her tongue teased and her hot mouth engulfed him, sucking his cock with a tantalizing stroke and rhythm he’d never experienced before. Near to bursting with desire, Dane pumped his hips harder, faster, and finally exploded, cum filling his own hand inside his shorts.
There’d been no stopping it.
God, what a hot mouth. Hell, he’d come like a rank amateur with her inside his head while he’d listened to his brother riding her to completion inside the room.
Yeah, he was disgusted with himself, but her body and mouth had felt so real. Almost as real as the mental link between them. A part of her called out to both of them. Although he couldn’t ever remember being attracted to anyone the way he was toward her, his feelings were more than pure sexual attraction. He couldn’t deny he felt like he belonged with her. She filled a part of him he hadn’t known was missing until he’d met her.
When he realized she could touch his mind, he didn’t bother to wonder how it was possible anymore, only why if he couldn’t have her. She’d searched him out, desiring the mental attachment to him as much as he had.
How could she do this when she obviously belonged to Rourke?
He heard them inside his mind. He felt what they felt. He ached as she whispered kisses over Rourke’s chest. He burned while Rourke tasted her. He died a little inside knowing she was engaged with Rourke, really fucking Rourke, not him.
She wasn’t his. Didn’t belong to him.
If so, then how did he feel Celeste’s desire reach out for him, too?
How? No. What he really wondered was why. The how was through the strange bond he and Rourke had formed the summer the teens had made their blood-brother pledge. The why was that maybe she felt it, too.
Chapter 11
Celeste – Rourke finds her
Dane. Celeste couldn’t stop. She almost choked when she realized what had happened, what she’d just done. What they’d done. It’d felt like he’d really been in here with them, the three of them together, and she’d taken his cock in her hand and in her mouth and feasted on him.
He was gone now and hurting. His pain still lingered and made her throat tight. The entire incident confused her. Two males. She’d been linked to both men during her last orgasm, and it had felt incredible. How was this possible, and why?
“I’ll be right back. Then we can take a little nap.” Rourke left her in bed and went to the bathroom. “Is this woodsy shampoo all you have?”
She squirmed out of the bed and walked to the window, needing a moment alone. “Besides the floral-scented one? Yes.”
No nap. Her succubus was gaining power, coming into herself. At this point, until Rourke shifted and grew in strength, she couldn’t sleep with him. He’d never withstand mating with her in his dreams. She had to leave Rourke before he started to doze. If his human essence fell asleep with her, she was afraid her uncontrolled nature might consume him.
Now that she’d seen his true human side, she wasn’t sure she could control herself, and she wouldn’t risk losing that loving side of him. Her control was never much good when she was as distracted as she had been lately. Perhaps now wasn’t the best time to test her ability to hold back the
He cupped his balls and ran his hand up his cock, stroking his hard-on to ease his need, and adjusted himself. He knew she felt him touching himself while he waited outside her room, and he couldn’t resist the next stroke or the next. The whole time she resided in his mind and participated, her tongue teased and her hot mouth engulfed him, sucking his cock with a tantalizing stroke and rhythm he’d never experienced before. Near to bursting with desire, Dane pumped his hips harder, faster, and finally exploded, cum filling his own hand inside his shorts.
There’d been no stopping it.
God, what a hot mouth. Hell, he’d come like a rank amateur with her inside his head while he’d listened to his brother riding her to completion inside the room.
Yeah, he was disgusted with himself, but her body and mouth had felt so real. Almost as real as the mental link between them. A part of her called out to both of them. Although he couldn’t ever remember being attracted to anyone the way he was toward her, his feelings were more than pure sexual attraction. He couldn’t deny he felt like he belonged with her. She filled a part of him he hadn’t known was missing until he’d met her.
When he realized she could touch his mind, he didn’t bother to wonder how it was possible anymore, only why if he couldn’t have her. She’d searched him out, desiring the mental attachment to him as much as he had.
How could she do this when she obviously belonged to Rourke?
He heard them inside his mind. He felt what they felt. He ached as she whispered kisses over Rourke’s chest. He burned while Rourke tasted her. He died a little inside knowing she was engaged with Rourke, really fucking Rourke, not him.
She wasn’t his. Didn’t belong to him.
If so, then how did he feel Celeste’s desire reach out for him, too?
How? No. What he really wondered was why. The how was through the strange bond he and Rourke had formed the summer the teens had made their blood-brother pledge. The why was that maybe she felt it, too.
Chapter 11
Celeste – Rourke finds her
Dane. Celeste couldn’t stop. She almost choked when she realized what had happened, what she’d just done. What they’d done. It’d felt like he’d really been in here with them, the three of them together, and she’d taken his cock in her hand and in her mouth and feasted on him.
He was gone now and hurting. His pain still lingered and made her throat tight. The entire incident confused her. Two males. She’d been linked to both men during her last orgasm, and it had felt incredible. How was this possible, and why?
“I’ll be right back. Then we can take a little nap.” Rourke left her in bed and went to the bathroom. “Is this woodsy shampoo all you have?”
She squirmed out of the bed and walked to the window, needing a moment alone. “Besides the floral-scented one? Yes.”
No nap. Her succubus was gaining power, coming into herself. At this point, until Rourke shifted and grew in strength, she couldn’t sleep with him. He’d never withstand mating with her in his dreams. She had to leave Rourke before he started to doze. If his human essence fell asleep with her, she was afraid her uncontrolled nature might consume him.
Now that she’d seen his true human side, she wasn’t sure she could control herself, and she wouldn’t risk losing that loving side of him. Her control was never much good when she was as distracted as she had been lately. Perhaps now wasn’t the best time to test her ability to hold back the
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