TangledIndulgence (3 page)

And she would.

The corridor was now familiar. The rooms on either side all
showed red lights.

Adira exhaled, her arousal at a low simmer. She straightened
her shoulders and marched on, determined to find a scene that would drive her
over the brink.

She didn’t have to wait long. Three rooms down she walked in
on a ménage, two men and one woman, but unlike the earlier harem scene, in this
ménage they appeared to share the pleasure as partners. Sensuality and lust
surrounded the trio like a cloud.

Adira settled in, her chair extending below her, giving her
that perfect position to watch. Heat streamed through her body as she tapped
the armrest and went through the data on the screen. This scene had no obscure
name, nor did it involve extravagant roles. The participants were Adam,
six-one, one-seventy, reddish-blond short hair and a goatee. Barbara, five-six,
curvy as hell, dark brown, shoulder-length hair and Norman, six-three,
one-ninety, very short black hair.

All three stood before a bed the size of a playground. The
men wore trousers and open shirts, Adam displaying a sexy amount of body hair.
Barbara wore a short skirt to mid-thigh and a barely there top, displaying her
generous breasts as if on a platter. Norman stood behind her, opening the
buttons of her top, spilling her breasts. He cupped them and held them out to
Adam, who leaned forward and sucked one hard tip into his mouth.

Barbara’s head fell against Norman’s shoulder. She stroked
the back of her hand along his side until she reached his hips. There she
rubbed her palm across his front, fondling his semi-hard rod. Norman tilted his
hips back, giving her more room to maneuver. While Adam moved between her
breasts, sucking and licking the hardened nipples, Barb unhooked Norman’s trousers
with one hand and pulled his dick out. His hands clenched around her breasts,
two of his fingers sliding up to tweak her hard, wet nipples. Unconcerned by
these additions, Adam continued to suck the nipples, now including Norman’s
fingers.

Heat shot through Adira. This was the second time seeing a
man touch another man drove her higher. She swallowed. She’d never known how
erotic two men could be together. She realized one of her hands moved between
her thighs and the other cupped her small breast.

She stilled and took stock. Only a couple of seats were
filled and all she could see were shadows and the feeling of movement.

No one would know.

Sparks spread across her body. The idea that someone may see
her like she’d seen the two women in the last room was rather titillating.
There’s
a whole other side to you.
Adira welcomed the thought.

She cupped her breast more fully and moved her fingers until
she reached her nipple. She gave it a gentle rub.

On stage Norman had released Barb’s breasts and focused on
her hand on his erection. Adam, now slightly behind her, gently pulled up her
tight skirt. Her moist, naked pussy became visible.

Adira’s eyes dropped shut and she tweaked her nipple with
more force. She’d never dared to go commando. For a second she imagined herself
in a short skirt, no underwear, in a dark alley. Mal pushed her unclad breasts
against the rough wall and pulled up her skirt. She was wet. So wet moisture
covered the tops of her thighs. His heat covered her back and the hardness of
his cock burned her ass.

He rubbed his dick along her wet slit, covering himself in
her juices. Then he pulled back and Adira dug her nails into the rough wall.

“Adira.”

Her eyes shot open. Her hand fell from her breast at the
sight of the man beside her. “Mal,” she croaked. “What are you doing here?”
Realizing her other hand still cupped her wet pussy through her trousers she
flushed and straightened.

Mal sank onto the edge of her seat, which immediately
expanded to accommodate his size, turning the chair into a lounger. His arm
went across the back of the chair. His face was clearly illuminated by the
small glow light.

Before she could comprehend his presence he kissed her. It
was only a short, sharp kiss, but it demonstrated his intentions. Whatever else
was going on, they were taking the next step.

Thank Jade.

“I came to apologize. I was an asshole. I have no excuse
other than the knowledge you were leaving tomorrow hit me like a sledgehammer
and drove what little common sense I had right out of the airlock.”

Her lips twitched.

He cupped her cheek in his big palm. “I thought I had time.
Time for our friendship to build and develop, time for it to grow into
something new.”

She leaned into his touch. “I am sorry too. I overreacted.
After being told the news of my transfer all I could think about was to get
here and see you, get your point of view. When you turned into a moron I
couldn’t cope.”

He stroked his thumb across her cheek. “We have one night,
Adira.” His deep-green eyes studied her as if she were the last secret in the
universe.

She swallowed. This was her chance to bring her fantasy to
life. Maybe not under the exact circumstances she’d imagined, but make it real
nonetheless.

She pressed her lips against his firm ones. “We do indeed.
And in a place that caters to every whim and need.”

Heat flared in his eyes, turning the green molten. He
tightened his grip and pulled her close. She expected a deep, hard kiss, so his
gentle, seductive touch surprised her. It was as if he wanted to explore the
shape and the feel of her lips. Each touch was like a sip until she couldn’t
stand it any longer and grabbed his head, pulling him close and pushing her
tongue inside his mouth.

He immediately responded, curling his tongue around hers,
tangling them together in an epic battle. His sharp, smoky flavor raced through
her, raising nerve endings she didn’t know she had.

Mal pulled back, kissed the tip of her nose, her cheek, her
temple. Nuzzled her neck. “What whim are you exploring right now?”

Adira flashed back to her little skirt fantasy, but wasn’t
quite ready to share. This was one night. Tomorrow she’d be on
Kaali
on
her way to Hadamard. If her honesty turned into a disaster she’d never have to
see him again. She looked at the stage. It felt like an age had passed but
Barb, Adam and Norman were still mostly dressed. Barb’s skirt was hiked up
around her waist and her top was gone. The men had lost their shirts and their
pants were open, Barb kneeling between them, rubbing her hands over their hard
cocks and sucking them intermittently.

Now or never.

“Much to my surprise I have discovered I enjoy watching the
scenarios played out before us.”

His brows shot up and his lips twitched. He shifted so his
arms curled around her shoulders and they both faced the stage. “Really?
Interesting.” He tugged on her jacket. “How about you lose this while we
investigate your new discovery.”

Adira grinned as she pulled it off, leaving her in her
shirt. “I am a trained investigator.”

“Exactly. You’ll know how we’ll have to proceed.”

Mal set the jacket at the foot of the lounger, out of the
way. Adira cuddled back into his embrace, her heartbeat racing. She had no idea
what Mal planned, but sharing her new discovery had not put him off. Instead he
was happy to play with it.

She couldn’t remember ever playing with a lover.

“Tell me what you feel when you watch them.” His breath
teased her ear moments before he set his teeth on it, nibbling and tugging at
the sensitive shell.

Adira’s concentration split between the actions on stage and
his hand, which stroked across her stomach. Her muscles clenched under his
touch. More moisture gathered between her legs.

“What do their actions do to you?” he asked again.

She exhaled and returned her attention to the performance.
Barb had stopped her ministrations and now unhooked her skirt. It dropped to
the floor. The men got rid of their trousers. Naked, all three climbed on the
bed. Barb lay back and each man settled at either side of her. Adam stroked his
hand up her legs until he reached the apex of her thighs. He cupped her, making
her back bow. Norman curved his hand around one generous breast, playing with
her nipple, while he kissed his way around the other.

Heat simmered inside Adira, but she felt self-conscious.
Mal’s hot palm moved up her stomach until it curled around her small breast.
The hand on her other side stroked up and down her waist, cupping her butt and
moving back up.

“Adira.” Mal tweaked her nipple. Hard.

She hadn’t expected it and was torn between pleasure and
pain.

“Tell me.”

“It’s hot.”

“What is?” His fingers curled around the sensitive tip of
her breast more gently, easing the sting and pushing her thoroughly into
pleasure territory.

“The way they are so utterly focused on her, on her
pleasure.”

He rewarded her by unhooking the buttons down her front. He
hissed when he saw her dark-blue satin bra. “Jade, I wasn’t expecting this.” He
stroked two fingers across the shimmering material.

“The panties match.”

Mal captured her gaze and kissed her with fire and intent.
He pulled back, nipping her lower lip. “Show me.”

Adira didn’t look away, but undid her belt. As soon as the
clasp opened the InvisoHol became visible, showing her service weapon. He
raised his brow, but didn’t comment. She unhooked the button on her trousers.
The rasp of the zipper going down echoed around them. The opening of the top of
her pants showed her matching blue panties with a lighter-blue bow on the
front.

He groaned. “That is so sexy. You wear stuff like this under
your uniform too, or is today a special occasion?”

She smiled. “It’s my way of reminding myself I’m a woman, a
lady. With the job I do and the things I see on a daily basis it’s hard to
remember I’m female. Sliding into sexy underwear reminds me that there is more
to me than just my job.”

“Much more.” Mal’s husky voice rasped across her senses.

Chapter Three

Mal clenched his teeth in a desperate attempt to keep
control. Adira’s slender body so close to his, the perfume of her wet pussy
surrounding them and seeing her in this unexpectedly sexy underwear drove him
to the brink.

You can’t fuck this up. This is your one chance.

He clenched his teeth some more and took shallow breaths.
All he wanted to do was pull her above him and thrust his aching cock inside
her wet cunt, but this was not about him. Adira had shared her new discovery,
trusted him with a fragile seed inside her. He had to do everything in his
power to show her he could be trusted with the delicate branch she extended.

A moan from the stage pulled him back. The woman, a quick
look at the screen beside Adira identified her as Barb, stretched her arms
above her head as one man, Norman, sucked most of her breast inside his mouth.
The other guy, Adam, played with her pussy before spreading her legs and doing
what Mal wanted to do to Adira.

Adira hissed as Adam spread Barb’s slit and licked her from
one end to the other. Her hands clenched into fists and she rubbed her legs
together.

Mal cupped her through her trousers and her sexy panties.
She stilled for a moment and then opened her legs wider. He curled the fingers
of his other hand around her breast, the soft satin of her bra stroking across
his knuckles. Her skin was even softer than her undergarment. He rubbed his
thumb over her nipple. Her back bowed.

Ah, sensitive. He circled her nipple with one finger, never
quite giving her what she needed, teasing her until she grabbed his hand and
pressed it against her small, but perfectly formed breast.

Triumph flared through him at her need for his touch. Her
need for him to stop his teasing and drive her higher. He nipped her neck at
the same time he tweaked her nipple.

She moaned. “So good.”

Just from teasing her nipple? He withdrew his other hand
from between her legs and cupped her other breast. One of her hands clenched in
his shirt. Her breathing grew shallow and her heartbeat raced against his side.

Wonder filled him. Her breasts were small but incredibly
sensitive. The lightest touch, the smallest tweak drove her higher than
prolonged foreplay would another woman. He slid her back against his chest,
giving himself more freedom to move, and played.

He tugged her open shirt and the straps of her bra down her
arms. The blue satin slipped lower and freed her breasts. Burning heat shot
through his penis, already so hard he thought he couldn’t get any harder.

Her nipples were a dusky brown, much darker than her
silky-smooth skin. Each touch, each caress, each tweak drove her closer to the
peak.

But she’d only just discovered she enjoyed watching. He
gritted his teeth and directed her attention back to the stage. “Watch how
they’re torturing her with pleasure.”

Adam sent his tongue across Barb’s slick opening, tapping
her clit repeatedly. He moved one finger through her juices and then slowly
pushed it inside her.

Mal flattened his palm on Adira’s stomach and stroked downward
until he reached the apex of her thighs. “What do you think she feels?” He
pushed her trousers farther down to give himself more room and rubbed his
fingertips through her neatly trimmed curls. “How tender do you think her clit
is?” He slowly slid lower until he reached Adira’s pussy.

He groaned when he felt her wetness. With a feathery touch
he caressed her slit, moistening his fingertips. “Do you think she enjoys his
tongue tapping her like this?” Mal grazed a fingertip gently against the bundle
of nerve endings at the top of Adira’s pussy.

Every muscle in her body tightened.

“Can you hear him eating her? She is wet. Would it make you
wet if I ate you?” Moisture flooded his fingers. Slowly he increased the
pressure on her clit while gently pushing a finger inside her.

Mal clamped his teeth together so hard he thought they would
break. She was so tight. Her muscles gripped his finger as if it were a cock.
He moved his hand to have better access, pushing his first and second finger
inside her while rubbing her clit with his thumb. She didn’t give him much room
to maneuver, her tightness clenching around him.

Sweat stood on his forehead when he imagined driving his
hard member inside her. To distract himself, he circled a nipple with his other
hand, moving between the tight peaks, pushing her on but never over.

Her fingers clutched the fabric of his pants. “You’re
killing me.”

He chuckled and nuzzled her neck. Feeling her blood pumping
under her soft skin, he had to force his fangs back. Now was not the time. “I’m
only sharing your discovery.”

Adira grabbed his hand between her legs and tried to move
it. For a second he worried he’d driven her too far, but then she whimpered.
“Your teasing will be the death of me. Fuck me.”

Every muscle in his body stiffened at her words. His need
roared through him like an avalanche.

But this wasn’t for or about him. He had to drive Adira
insane, make it impossible for her to leave him.

Mal exhaled through clenched teeth.

He captured one nipple between two fingers and pressed down
on her clit with the other hand, still not giving her what she wanted. “In a
minute, love. Check out Norman. He’s helping Adam.”

She blinked a few times. Then her nails dug into the back of
his hand between her legs. “Do you like backdoor play?” he whispered against
her ear. “Is your ass as tight as your cunt? Look, Norman now has two fingers
inside her ass and Adam is thrusting into her pussy. Can you see how hard their
dicks are? Any moment now one of them will lose control.” He kept the pressure
on her clit and slowly pulled his fingers out of her wet grip. She hissed when
he released her bundle of nerves. He trailed the moist tips along her perineum.

Tension invaded her body. He wasn’t sure if it was good or
bad, so he moved his second hand inside her pussy. It was an awkward angle to
get to her anal opening, but he didn’t want to move until he knew his
attentions were welcome.

Gushing liquid welcomed his fingers, so he continued his
trail to her rear entrance and rimmed her hole.

Her internal muscles clenched around his finger, but Mal
realized there was a new stiffness in her. Unwilling to push her, he pulled
back and refocused her attention on the scene before them.

Adam now lay on his back with Barb riding him. The ecstasy
on their faces was a huge turn-on. Mal continued to thrust in and out of Adira,
careful to keep her on the edge, to keep her aware of what happened on stage.

Norman knelt between Adam’s legs, behind Barb, rubbing
lubricant up and down his dick. Adria’s grip on his trousers tightened.

“See how careful he is to be all lubricated? Ah, now he’s
making her wet as well. Anal play can be so sexy, you just need to make sure
everyone is prepared.”

Adira’s breathing grew shallow, turning into pants. She was
close. Mal moved his hips up, rubbing his erection, unfortunately still
clothed, against her ass cheeks. She groaned. He tightened his grip on her
nipple the same instant Norman pushed his hard dick into Barb’s well-prepared
ass. Barb screamed and both men paused for a moment before starting to plunge,
taking turns.

Adira’s eyes were glued to the scene before her. She
tightened her legs around his hand, rubbing them together.

“Ah, sorry love, I’m not doing my job.” He removed his hand
from her wet pussy, making her whimper and rub her ass against his cock. Mal
ground his teeth and tapped her clenched thighs, telling her without words to
open up.

After a second she did and he rewarded her by rubbing
against her clit. Her legs fell open farther. He drove his middle finger inside
her, curling it slightly so it slid along the inside of her vaginal wall. She
screamed when he reached his goal and centered his stimulation on her G-Spot.

It took only seconds for his touch to drive her over the
edge.

She’s amazing.

Mal was captured by the unselfconscious passion and
eagerness with which she threw herself into her orgasm. Her cheeks were
flushed, her nipples hard and her eyes closed. He gentled his caress, knowing
she was highly sensitive. In the back of his mind he heard the trio on stage
explode in a massive climax, but they no longer had his attention.

Suddenly everything changed. He was lying on a hard but
mobile surface and fire burned in his groin, sending shivers through his whole
body intermittently. There was movement inside him, each touch pure ecstasy.
His nipples were the most sensitive they had ever been.

Mal flashed back and blinked. His breath exploded in a harsh
exhale.

He had been inside Adira’s mind. How? He’d never before been
able to touch her mind, something he could do easily with any other human.

She moaned and relaxed into his arms. “That was amazing.”
Her husky voice rasped across his senses.

Pushing his confusion aside, he focused on the here and now.
“It most definitely was.” He gently withdrew his hand and settled her beside
him on the wide chair so he could see her face better.

She cupped his cheek. “I got all the attention. Your balls
must be turning blue by now.” A glint filled her eyes. “My turn to do something
about that.”

Laughter burst from his lips and he captured her hands
before she could get to work. “Hang on, hang on.” He kissed her fingers. “As
much as I would love for you to do your worst to me, I would much rather prefer
we do it in private and in a room that includes a bed.” He captured her gaze.
“Our first time I don’t want anyone watching or interrupting.”

Her amber eyes turned from slumberous to molten heat.

Adira’s mind swirled. One moment Mal and she were fighting,
the next he’d brought her to the most amazing orgasm she’d had in a long time.
Hah, scrap that, the most amazing orgasm ever. And now he didn’t want her to
take care of him?

She studied his eyes, their green smoky with desire.

He was shaking her foundations of understanding men,
behaving contrary to her experiences and observations. Maybe that shouldn’t
surprise her. Mal knew her well enough to understand what would push her
buttons, but she didn’t think he was just playing a role until he had her where
he wanted. He could get laid whenever he wanted. There was no reason for him to
hold out for her unless genuine emotions were involved.

What exactly those emotions were or how she felt about them
coming up one day before she had to ship out she didn’t know. But she decided
it was food for thought later.

Adira cupped his cheek and set her lips to his. “I like your
idea.” Mal wanted their first time to be just right. The idea that he didn’t
want to share her with anyone made her shiver.

The stage had emptied, as had the surrounding chairs. “We
should get going.” Her body still quivered with the memory of his touch. Just
the thought of him centering all that intensity on her once again was enough to
make her tremble. She gathered her thoughts together and pulled up her
trousers.

“Here, let me help.” Mal sat up and pulled her to a sitting
position. Then he slowly tugged her bra back into place and buttoned her shirt,
ensuring his knuckles rubbed against her breasts.

Tension invaded her body, fire gathered in sensitive places.
With only a slight touch he’d shot her arousal through the roof again.

Adira exhaled and did her best to gather her composure. She
was a Sentinel, for Jade’s sake, nothing made her flinch. She grabbed her
jacket and rose, her knees a tad wobbly, but she forced strength into them and
stood straight. A cleaning bot stood inside the doorway. She chuckled. “I guess
they have to clean up before the show can go on.”

Mal smiled and took her hand. Together they stepped back
into the dimly lit corridor.

“Are there particular scenarios that you are interested in
watching or would you prefer to just have a wander and see what strikes your
fancy?”

Adira thought for a moment. “Let’s just wander. I won’t know
what appeals until I’ve studied it for a moment.”

They walked. She settled in, getting used to his strength
and heat beside her, her hand in his. Two rooms showed women making love, but
other than her admiration for their beauty and passion they sparked no arousal.
The next room had a man and a woman, again, not pulling her in.

Adira just began to wonder if anything would touch her again
when Mal stopped and pulled her against his chest. His firm, smooth lips
captured hers in a deep kiss.

Mal threw himself into the kiss, trying to keep his thoughts
contained to himself. Trying to stop the flashes from Adira’s point of view.

This had never happened before.

This
should
not happen.

The lifemate bond came to life after sex, after actual
intercourse, not after some heavy petting. But somehow—he had no idea how—their
connection had taken on a life of its own, making it a connection he had very
little control over.

A connection that should be impossible.

He couldn’t even be sure it was a lifemate bond. He only had
brief looks through Adira’s eyes. Until both parties agreed to the bond and
shared a mind, barriers should protect each party.

But he’d caught glimpses into her mind. Her transfer and
issues with a case she’d been working on had caused a fury that raged and
festered in a dark corner of her mind. The only way he could think of releasing
it was by transforming it into arousal.

He thrust his tongue inside her mouth, rubbed it against
hers, bathing in her taste. He pulled back, seducing her to follow and then did
the same to her. The pleasure of something as simple as this kiss engulfed him.
He gripped the back of her head with one hand and ran the other down her back
until it cupped her delectable ass. He pushed her against his erection,
groaning as she rubbed across him.