The Moon, the Madness, and the Magic (22 page)

“I can handle the emotional aspect.”

“Are you sure?” Rourke asked.

Dane nodded.

Celeste said, “We want to face our lives as bonded mates with enthusiasm, not dread.” She wanted to make sure they were all clear about the future, because she wanted both men in her life.

“There’s another issue,” Rourke said. “Wanting to perform and being capable are two separate issues. I’m not sure I can even pull it off.” His voice lowered to a whisper. “You both know I’ve never thought about being with any man. That it will be Dane makes it more uncomfortable because of my feelings for him.”

“Given enough stimuli and incentive, you will physically claim Dane. Your feelings for him will eventually make it easier.” Celeste stroked her hand over Rourke’s chest and kissed him. While her tongue teased his mouth, mental images of their three naked bodies, all tangled limbs covered with faerie dust and sweat, filled his mind.

“I guess we’ll just have to find a way to deal with it,” Dane said with a half grin. “That scene looks too good to pass up. What do you think, Rourke? It’s been a while since we shared a woman.”

Rourke grunted. “The image Celeste implanted in my head has my cock rock hard already.”

Her mind probed his and reached out to both him and Dane. She sent the ache of desire right behind their balls and watched them sweat. Her power was working on both men.

“What the hell,” Rourke said. “I can’t walk away from all this.”

Neither man could, and neither could she.

“Come here, Dane. Join us. There’s no time like the present to get started. Your wolf will accept a submissive role now before you turn fully Were. Rourke’s never going to mentally accept this until he’s embroiled in the moment, so we may as well try to enjoy ourselves while both of you work your way up to the inevitable.”

Dane stepped up alongside her, his heat surrounding her. He cupped her cheek and kissed her with such a tender touch that she was surprised and thrilled. But his arm brushed against Rourke’s chest, and everything stopped for an awkward moment. Rourke stepped back and turned away from them.

Celeste turned in Dane’s arms and let him pull the succubus to the surface. His tongue probed her mouth, and his lips brushed hers. God, the man could kiss. “You are very good at that.”

She thought of summer days and lazy nights beneath him, surrounded by his scent and filled with his powerful cock. The faery dust glimmered gold and silver on her skin and settled all around the room, coating both men with her need.

Dane chuckled. “I see your faery is aroused. Let’s see what we can do for the rest of you.”

Rourke growled a low, deep, menacing sound and returned, pulling her out of Dane’s embrace, and roughly reclaimed her against his chest.

She was surprised to hear a lower growl start deep within Dane’s chest, but a firm look from Rourke put it to a quick halt.

Dane glared while Rourke’s large hands cupped her breasts and pulled on her nipples. The action shot pure flames of desire straight to her pussy. The way he nibbled at her neck, his warm breath fanning out over her sensitive skin, sent chills up her spine.

Goddess, she didn’t know how she’d survive the contrast of sensations running through her body.

* * * *

The fae’s desire was obvious with the evidence all around them. But the scent in the air told Rourke the succubus inside Celeste was working herself to the surface. Her beast was an easy mistress with high expectations. Excitement filled him. He could feel her potential for endless erotic lust like a tangible presence in the room. While Dane stroked her clit, Rourke realized he wanted her so bad his teeth hurt.

When she looked up at Rourke, the iridescent glow to her skin told him she needed him and Dane, too. Part of him was comfortable with knowing the succubus needed more, yet deep down inside, below his alpha wolf, the dragon roared his objection to sharing her. Unless…

Rourke didn’t want to face the truth.

The dragon wanted Celeste, but he would demand Dane first.

His damn fangs brushed past his tongue. Dane and Celeste turned to him almost at the same moment. Dane licked his lips as his glance touched all the way down Rourke’s torso. Rourke’s cock twitched with interest, imagining that tongue flicking over it. For a moment, Dane’s mouth looked too tempting.

Hell, Rourke couldn’t think with Celeste’s pale white skin glowing within Dane’s naked embrace.

Rourke’s breathing grew more rapid, and his heart pumped harder when he spotted her plump ass cheeks in Dane’s hands. They looked so damn delicious he wanted to bite them.

Then Dane turned and flashed his powerful ass. His muscles flexed beneath his golden skin as he ground against her cleft, and Rourke stopped breathing. He imagined burying his cock between those masculine cheeks.

Shit!
The realization hit Rourke like a tank. Something within him wanted Dane, too. He wasn’t sure which being was driving this lust, but he needed to touch him.

“Celeste, come here.”

Dane released Celeste, allowing her to move toward Rourke. He took her in his arms, turning her back to his chest so he could press his hard cock against her sweet ass. He exhaled then bent over her, kissing the pulse at her neck. He hadn’t realized he’d been holding his breath while he watched Dane caress her.

He fondled her breasts, rubbing a thumb gently across her nipples until they stood tight and pointed, and then he stopped playing with her breasts and lowered his arms around her waist.

Dane approached and came within arm’s reach. He said, “I want to touch her while you do.” But he didn’t look at Rourke. He just stared into Celeste’s eyes.

Her head fell back on Rourke’s shoulder as he drew her more tightly against his hips. Dane ran his hands under her breasts then teased the tips. Her nipples peaked beneath his expert touch.

“Rourke, see how his hands touch me? See how their texture is so different from mine?”

The sight of Dane’s hands on her body, arousing her, turned Rourke on. She was right, especially as their mixed pheromones filled the air, and pure lust started driving him.

Dane stepped closer, slowly bringing his body against hers, pressing his cock against her soft stomach, and took her face in his hands.

“Don’t you want to know what his hands feel like on your body?” She mentally sent the sensation of having Dane’s hard hands running up and down his arm and the texture of his calloused fingers caressing him.

The knowing smile she gave Dane made Rourke think of angels and heaven. Her visions made him think of sex and sin and damnation.

“Rourke, look at how beautiful his mouth is. Don’t you want to taste his lips, feel them traveling over your nipples, down to your cock?”

Dane looked thunderstruck. She sent the impressions like reality through their minds.

“Don’t you want this?”

And with that question, Rourke felt the sensation of having Dane’s hot mouth suck his cock deep down his throat. God help him, he did want it.

Rourke could barely breathe with the images her mind sent to them. His damn body kept reacting. He heard the rumble as his growl surfaced.

Dane bent and kissed her, a soul-deep kiss, before lifting his gaze. He paused and stared into Rourke’s eyes for approval.

Rourke saw the intensity of Dane’s desire for Celeste there in his eyes, but he felt something else. He heard Dane think,
“You know I want this, Rourke. I need you to survive.”

Rourke froze and blocked his mind from Dane, from both of them, and fought back the damn dragon who roared with satisfaction at Rourke’s forbidden thoughts.

Damn him, he wanted to taste Dane, wanted to experience his mouth and—
oh, hell.
More. All of him. Every fucking inch. Every fucking way.

“He’s beautiful, powerful, sensitive.” She ran her fingers through Dane’s hair and, gaining a handhold, pulled his head toward her mouth. “I love the way your lips taste and how hot your mouth feels on my breasts.”

He lowered his lips to her breast and suckled first one then the other as Rourke looked on, his breathing growing more rapid by the minute. His heart thundered against her back.

Dane lifted his head and returned to her lips. He nipped and laved the seam between them before delving inside her mouth, his tongue dancing and tangling erotically with hers.

She kissed him back, dragging him into a drugging kiss. Running her hands over his shoulders, she explored him, knowing what he liked and recognizing his needs. She shared those same images with Rourke, and his hands moved up from Celeste’s waist to her full breasts. His aggression was increasing with his arousal.

He tweaked her nipples while he pressed his hard cock against her ass. “You like this?”

“Oh, that feels so good.” Her magic poured out of her into the room and seduced Rourke beyond rational thought.

He ran his hands down her hips and slipped his fingers between her crack. The pressure of his finger against her tiny hole made her heartbeat race.

“I’m going to fuck you here later, and then I’m going to fuck Dane while you watch.”

His words forced the fiery heat searing through her pussy to liquefy. Then he leaned over Celeste’s shoulder and pulled Dane’s lips against his mouth. The fluid honey poured from her cunt, her erotic scent rising up to encourage the men to stay harder longer. Her succubus was a greedy creature.

Rourke kissed Dane in a dominant, open-mouthed kiss. He paused to demand, “Watch him take my tongue in his mouth.” The sound of his deeply aroused voice whispering in her ear sent vibrations through Celeste’s core.

He opened his mouth and devoured Dane’s lips again. Both men caressed her as they kissed each other, free to express their feelings for each other for the first time physically. Rourke’s dominant tongue-thrusts into Dane’s mouth turned her on, and they all understood that Dane accepted them as he would come to accept Rourke’s cock penetrating him with breathless, aching desire.

Their mixed thoughts and images filled each other’s minds, and Rourke stilled. His eyes filled with apprehension. “Oh, hell, what have you done, Celeste?”

The dragon eyes crept out from behind Rourke’s own, and his skin changed texture and color again. “I can’t hold him back.”

The eerie voice of the dragon entered their minds. “
Imagine us together. You know what I’m going to do to both of you, how I’ll fuck you and claim you as mine. Are you ready to submit, alpha wolf? How about you, succubus?

“I’m not so sure whether my succubus will let you sexually dominate. As she strengthens, she takes sexual control.” She wasn’t sure what they’d all mean to each other after this night, but she knew this would be good. They felt too right together for this to be wrong.

As Rourke tongue-fucked Dane’s mouth, all of them knew what he expected. Total submission. With that one act, he proclaimed that he would accept his role as master in their ménage. Dane would submit to him. Rourke was the dominant male, the alpha male, and the dragon.

Chapter 20

Rourke positioned Celeste in the middle of the mattress. “I never realized your succubus was going to have a problem with this union, too.” His hands traced teasing circles around her darkened nipples.

“It’s a control issue, apparently. You’re up for the challenge, aren’t you?”

For the first time in a long time, Rourke felt that heaviness dragging him down into darkness lighten inside him. The mate for his sexual appetite was waiting inside Celeste, and Dane would be strong enough to take whatever his darkness could dish out.

“Rourke, rub my clit. You know what I need.”

“Is that your mistress demanding?” Rourke teased her.

“No, me.”

“What’s the magic word?”

“You didn’t tell me the
magic
word. You told me the word for stop. I don’t want you to stop.”

“The magic word is…Tell her, Dane. You know it.”

Dane leaned over her and whispered the word against her lips. “Please.”

She licked his lips before she begged, “Please, someone make me come again. Please. The pressure inside me feels like I’m going to explode.”

“Don’t worry. When you explode, we’ll make sure it’s with pure pleasure.”