A Pair of Jacks (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (11 page)

“But why did he kill Xavier? Couldn’t he have used him in a higher position? And why would he try to kill me?” Marie persisted.

The Russian’s voice was growing weaker. “With you and Xavier dead, another investigation wouldn’t be happening soon. That would give Yuri time to put pressure on the President and convince him that if he wanted to keep the rest of his family safe, he would let matters drop. And if he still was convinced he wanted to pursue the matter, Yuri was prepared to start leaking secrets that would shake the world with their global implications. It was all a game to him. Nothing more. It was a power play.”

Marie looked at Jack with pain filled eyes. “I really thought Xavier and I had a true friendship. I don’t understand why he did this to me.”

“I don’t think he could stop it,” Jack said in his defense. “Once his path crossed with Yuri’s, the Russian owned his soul. I think Xavier tried to do some damage control, Marie. You must have been a damn good friend because he sent me to protect you.”

Marie dropped her gaze from Jack, squeezing Reno’s shoulder as she turned away. “Viktor needs a doctor. I’ll get the jeep.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, Mr. President.” Jack closed his cell phone disconnecting the call from Washington, D.C. “The President wants me to convey his appreciation.”

“Ummmm, nice,” Reno answered around the kiss he planted on Marie.

“Is that nice to the President? Or nice kiss?”

“Both.” Reno broke away from Marie with a grin. “So, what are we going to do with ourselves for the next few days till we get reassigned?”

Marie stared past Reno into Jack’s solemn blue eyes. He was pretending her answer didn’t matter, but she knew differently. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you guys about that.”

Jack flexed his shoulders and Marie knew he was trying to loosen the kink he always got when he tensed up.

Taking Reno’s hand in her own, Marie pulled him over to where Jack stood. “Group hug?”

The two men obliged, holding her sandwiched between them with a pressure that might be considered desperate.

“I asked for reassignment in the States,” Marie said. “I’m going to be working with your team, Jack.”

She felt him shift. “The President didn’t say anything about that.”

Marie looked up with a smile. “That’s because I asked him not to say anything until I talked to you.”

Jack blinked rapidly a couple of times, seemingly at a loss for words. He ran his fingers through Marie’s hair and waited for her to explain.

“I want to stay with you.” Marie tiptoed up to brush a kiss across his lips. “You and Reno.”

Jack shot Reno a look over Marie’s head before he crushed her against his chest, holding her like he might never let her go. “Damn, baby, you just made me a happy man.”

“How happy?” Marie shot a mischievous wink at Reno.

Jack’s chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Do you want me to show you?”

“Actions do speak louder than words,” Marie reminded him.

Without another word, Jack picked Marie up, heading up the stairs with her. “You coming, Reno?”

He didn’t have to ask twice. Reno was right on their heels.

Jack took Marie into his room, dropping her gently into the center of the bed. “Showtime,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt.

Reno was already getting undressed. Neither man seemed in the mood to take it slow as they dropped their clothes and joined Marie on the bed.

A light rain began to fall against the tin roof, whispering out a lazy beat to accompany the distant thunder echoing over the valley. Marie was aware of the rain, of the breathing of the two men as they lowered their faces to her skin, each choosing an area of her body to lavish individual attention to.

Jack chose her breasts this time. His mouth clamped over a nipple and he sucked hard, nipping her with his teeth until she squirmed, opening her legs wide for Reno’s mouth to fasten over her clit. Like Jack, he spared her no sensation. His mouth was relentless as he sucked firmly, scraping his tongue back and forth over the inflamed nub until she whimpered.

Marie gave a breathless sob, bucking upward into the two men who were now using their hands to gentle her as their mouths teased and tortured her into a climax.

“Aaaaaa’aaaaa.”

“Ride it out, baby,” Reno whispered. His tongue found her inner lips, pushing through till he could lap her cream as she gushed from the sensation of their mouths pleasuring her simultaneously.

Jack barely gave her time to catch her breath before he got on his knees, straddling her face. Reno sat up in bed between her legs, pulling her over his lap until his cock hovered at her pussy while Jack waited at her lips.

Marie put her fingers around Jack’s large cock, pulling it forward into her mouth as Reno changed game plans and shot his erection into the tight confines of her ass, burying himself with a low groan that elicited spasm contractions from Marie’s inner muscles.

She clamped down on Jack’s penis, driving him into the back of her throat until she swallowed the large head, working her throat muscles around him like swallowing a glass of cool lemonade on a hot summer day.

“Fuck, Marie,” Jack groaned. He held back, letting her set the tempo to match the sensation Reno provided in her ass.

Aching with the burning pleasure Reno’s cock produced, she sucked at Jack with an intensity that made him twitch. It wouldn’t be long. She could tell he caved into the feeling of her tongue licking the precum off his erection. Unrelenting, her fingers stroked and lightly squeezed his balls until she knew he was in physical pain with the need to release.

Reno put his thumb over Marie’s clit, rubbing in circles as he stroked in and out of her forbidden zone. She felt as if she might be ripped apart if Reno grew anymore aroused than he already was, and then, his thumbnail raked over the sensitive bud of Marie’s clit and she screamed around Jack’s erection.

The vibration of her scream sent Jack into a climax. He groaned like a man being tortured and let himself empty into her mouth while she lapped him up, swallowing every ounce he had to offer.

Reno couldn’t fight it any longer. When Marie squeezed down on his cock with her anal muscles, he grabbed her hips, pulling her closer, shooting hot jets of come into her ass. She squirmed, thrashing against the overpowering orgasm that threatened her sanity. At last, she lay quiet, touching both men with her still trembling hands.

“I love you both,” she said quietly.

Jack gave her a leisurely kiss before dropping his head back to the pillow. “You want to show us just how much?”

“Enough to stay as long as you want me to,” Marie answered.

“I was thinking about forever.” Jack rose up on his elbow to look at her.

Reno propped himself up on the other side showing his dimples.

“I don’t know, Jack, forever doesn’t seem long enough.”

Blaze Ballantine is a paranormal investigator whose hobbies include staying over night in haunted hotels, or bed and breakfasts. She has visited numerous haunted sites from New York to California. Her interests include photography, historical murders, spelunking and travel. She is a member of the International Women's Writing Guild and her local chapter of RWA.

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