Destined for Love, page 5
He kissed her shoulder. “Don’t mind me.” He nuzzled against the back of her head. “I love your scent.”
James slipped his fingers between her pussy lips and rubbed her nub. Desire consumed her once again as each man took a role in pleasuring her. She tossed her head back and leaned against Mark as she continued riding James.
“Taste her,” Mark said. “I guarantee you’ll agree she’s the sweetest thing.”
James removed his digits and licked them. His eyes closed for a second and mumbled. “My God.”
“Divine,” Mark said as he quickly filled the vacancy.
The need for release escalated with each pinch of her nipple and tweak of her clit. She reached behind her and ran her fingers through Mark’s soft hair. His hard erection pressed against her back as he moved in rhythm with her body.
“Kiss me,” she said, her head turned to Mark.
He took hold of her cheek and secured her in a deep kiss by holding the side of her face. Warmth penetrated her skin, making her sweat more while he explored her mouth, stroking and playing tango with her tongue. Her body tingled and craved more. She was on the verge of a meltdown, or blissful explosion. Sex had never felt so good, so passionate. She wanted their kiss and touch to last forever.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered in her ear.
Afraid of what? She was so close to coming. When she felt one of his slick fingers breach her anus, she understood his words.
“Relax,” James said. “He won’t hurt you.”
She’d never had anal sex in her life. Never fucked two men at once either, but here she was with two. If she was ever going to experience two cocks pumping into her at the same time, why not now? Why not with two genies who clearly enjoyed pleasing her?
Mark pinched her clit. All her reservations drowned as an electrifying zing swirled in her belly and branched up to her sore nipples. He withdrew from her rear, then pushed his digit deeper. By the third time, she didn’t mind him in her ass at all.
“Fill me, Mark. I want to feel both of you inside me.”
He inserted another finger and stretched her. She slowed her movements to adjust to the additional intrusion. James gripped her butt cheeks, spreading them while Mark probed and inserted another digit. It was an odd feeling, yet she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like with both men inside her and the three of them coming at once. How fucking erotic.
“I think she’s ready,” Mark said, as if he was announcing his intent.
She held still, staring at James as Mark slowly pushed his cock past her wet folds. He drove it deeper with little pumps. Holy fucking hell. She’d never felt such fullness in her life. She breathed heavily.
“I think I’m in heaven, James,” Mark said, then moved his other hand between her legs. “She’s hot and tight.”
“Don’t you dare hurt her,” James warned.
“Never. I’ve got the Vaseline right here if I need more.”
Well the lubricant explained how he had managed to slide in and out so easily. She’d thought for sure she’d feel pain, but she hadn’t. Not once.
Together, they worked in a steady rhythm, grinding and thrusting. Ecstasy consumed her. Her orgasmic rollercoaster climbed higher and higher with each pump. Mark continued to tease her clit while James kneaded her breasts. She gasped for air, moaned louder and louder. Her body hummed and burned. Sweat trickled from her temple. She couldn’t hold back any longer. Her powerful release came with a scream loud enough to startle the neighbours.
James thrust one last time before his climax exploded and filled her with hot fluid. Mark pumped into her a few more times. He groaned when his release came. Deep inside her, she felt the violent beat of his erection.
Exhausted and floating in a heavenly cloud, she relaxed onto James. He kissed her forehead and peeled away the hair stuck to the side of her face. Her body burned from the inside and out, but she didn’t care. Euphoria spread through her from her lively orgasm and that of her two genies.
Mark gently grazed his fingers down her back. “Pure beauty, unlike any other.” He kissed her shoulder.
“Mm-hmm…yes.” James planted another kiss above her nose.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her day of bad luck had to be over. Two men had pleased her in a way most women could only fantasise about. How could her life get any worse? She couldn’t see how, when two genies were there to help her, and give her all the tender loving care she required.
She couldn’t wait to explore the possibilities with them.
Chapter Six
“Look at her,” Mark said as he set the plate full of bacon on the table, next to the mountain of pancakes and bowl of mixed fruit. “She’s absolutely glowing.”
Wearing navy blue boxers and one of Thomas’ white cotton T-shirts he’d left behind, Mark sat in the chair next to her. The shirt fit snugly on him, emphasising every exquisite muscle in his chest. Val’s tender nipples hardened under her fleece robe, excited by the sight of him. Smiling, she leaned her elbows on the dining room table and clasped her hands together under her chin.
“Thanks to you two, I’m happy and relaxed.”
She snatched one of the strips of bacon and chomped on it while holding a grin. Elation filled her soul, except her body ached. She told herself the soreness in her breasts and legs was a pleasant reminder of her joyous time with them. James and Mark had pleasured her all night and most of the morning. She’d lost count of the orgasms, but she knew it was a world record for her. The two men had amazed her with their energy and gentle care as they’d explored different positions together. She’d never met a man like either of them before. Every time she looked at their handsome bodies, desire sparked between her legs and she wanted them to touch and kiss her all over again.
James sat across the table. He’d dressed in his button-down shirt, and had left it gaping open. He grabbed a fork and claimed several of the pancakes. “It’s good to see you relaxed.”
Mark took the bowl of fruit and dumped several pieces onto her plate. “Trust me when I say it was our pleasure to help you.”
A strawberry rolled close to the edge. She grabbed it before it could touch the table. “A girl could get used to this sort of treatment.”
The sex, the food and the company were enough to make her want to hibernate in her apartment with them and forget about all of her other tasks. It was the weekend, after all. Delaying her search for apartments and jobs wouldn’t hurt.
“I think she genuinely likes us, James.”
“What woman wouldn’t?” She bit into the wet strawberry.
“The keyword is ‘genuinely’,” James said as he poured syrup on his stack of pancakes. “The women we’ve met in the past have been…” He looked at Mark.
“Selfish and greedy?”
“Concerned with making their wishes as fast as they could.” James finished as he set the syrup bottle on the table.
Mark finished chewing on a chunk of cantaloupe. “That’s putting it nicely.”
“You mean they didn’t take time to think about their wishes?” Val asked.
James shook his head. “Not really. Once they understood what we were, they fired off their requests, which were usually for money, wealth, or power. The few that did consider their wishes focused on just that, and not on what we could offer.”
“They missed out.” Val lifted her glass of orange juice then sipped the fluid while she gazed at each man.
James’ comment had stunned her. She couldn’t imagine making wishes without considering each one thoroughly. Hundreds of variables would come into play to narrow down a list of three. She could see how one might become obsessed with trying to find a good wish. For another matter, she was concerned with the wish backfiring. With her luck, if she wished for money, the police would show up and claim it was stolen, or the IRS would come looking to get their share. She would think seriously about her two wishes, and the consequences to come with them, but she wouldn’t let it control her life. She had too many problems to deal with, and quite honestly, she enjoyed the company of her two genies. Their handsome physiques and charming personalities, along with their cooking and cleaning skills, were admirable. She couldn’t ignore them.
Mark picked up his cup of coffee. “Have you thought about the two wishes you have remaining?”
“Not really. I’ve been a bit preoccupied.” She tossed a piece of melon into her mouth.
James carved a portion from his pancakes. “Do you have any idea at all what you want?”
She shook her head while she chewed. After she’d swallowed, she wiped her mouth with a napkin. “No. I mean, I have some ideas but I don’t think they will work out. I need to take care of some things first before considering what to wish for.”
“What kind of ideas do you have?” Mark set his coffee on the table.
“Mark, let her be.”
“I was trying to help.” He piled pancakes on her plate, then on his.
She grabbed the syrup. “Are you in a hurry or under any kind of deadline—?”
“No,” they both blurted out at the same time, making her chuckle.
“Take as much time as you need,” James said.
“We spend most of our time in a bottle. Even in spirit form, it’s snug. We highly value freedom, so please, take all the time you need. We’re not going anywhere.”
“Unless you want us to,” James said. “If you need privacy, just tell us to go home and we will. When you need us back, just call our names.”
Val inhaled a deep breath while she poured the syrup onto Mark’s plate. “I appreciate the information and everything you’ve done so far. The cooking, cleaning, and…” She paused and moved the bottle above her stack of pancakes. “Okay, the wonderful sex, too, has been beyond satisfying. You’re welcome to stay in my home, as long as I have one.”
Both men stared at her as they held their forks. “Just wonderful?” Mark asked.
She chuckled as she set the bottle on the table. “Amazing. Spectacular.”
“Earth shattering?” Mark grinned. “You wish you could feel such pleasure every night?”
“Mark!” James snapped.
“What?”
James met her gaze. “Don’t answer that. He’s leading you.”
Val sat quietly. While the idea of having sex with both of them every night sure seemed like a damn good idea, she considered the consequences. A sore body would not help her get up and go to work. Achy legs might cause her to fall, or, at the very least, encourage her not want to move from the bed or sofa. Lastly, she didn’t want to force them to do anything against their will. Maybe they’d enjoyed the night as much as she had, but requiring them to repeat their actions nightly seemed a little like slavery. The power to live and think freely was a blessing.
Mark turned to her. “I meant no harm.”
“It’s a nice thought, but not one I’d wish for. Sorry. I hope that doesn’t disappoint you.”
“Not at all. Right, Mark?”
She shifted her attention from James to the dark-haired genie.
He reached over, placed his hand over hers and gently squeezed it. “If you change your mind, I assure you we are up to the task.”
“She can make her own choices, and wishes.”
Mark slid his hand away and leant back in his seat. “I hear you.” His low tone contained a hint of sadness.
For a brief moment, Val sensed the two were having a small disagreement. Mark had clearly indicated he could please her as long as she wanted. The poor genie must have been desperate to stay out of his glass home. She appreciated his willingness, but knew that such a wish wouldn’t work out well. James must have thought Mark was trying to trick her into making a wish. The quick action on James’ part warmed her soul. The man was truly compassionate, not that Mark was callous. Where Mark seemed to enjoy caring for her body, James took the meaning to the next level, which included her heart and soul.
James turned his kind, blue eyes to her. “If you need help narrowing down your list of wishes, we can help you. Please don’t feel as if we are pressuring you, or encouraging you to make any wishes.”
“I appreciate that. When I’m ready, I’ll let you know.”
She reached for her fork and brushed the side of her thumb along her plate. Syrup dirtied her hand. She hadn’t realised the sticky fluid had spilled over her pancakes and onto the table. Without another thought, she lifted her digit and licked it. Both men watched with curious fascination as she rolled her tongue along the side of her hand. She half expected them to start panting.
Seeing how she had their full attention, she dipped a finger in the syrup and licked it again. Their eyes sparkled with hunger and she doubted it was for food.
“Mm…” she said.
“Damn,” Mark said. “I’m getting harder by the second.”
She swallowed the chuckle rising. “Maybe you should find a way to control your…hardness.”
She gave him a wicked grin as she dipped more digits in the syrup. Both eyed her as if they were ready to attack at any second. She touched her neck and dragged her slick fingers to her chest.
James shot up from his chair. “I suddenly feel starved.”
As he walked around the table, Val noticed the large bulge in his groin area. A quiver of desire ran through her and she clenched her thighs. What did he have planned for her?
He knelt at her side. “I believe you need help.” He grasped her wrist and spread each soiled digit in front of his face. Holding her forefinger, he slipped it into his mouth.
A craving for sex quickly replaced her need for food. He coiled his hot tongue around her finger and sucked on it. Her temperature rose while moisture increased between her legs.
Mark left his seat and came to stand behind her, yet still close to James. He placed one hand on the side of her face, and he used his other to prise the gap of her robe wider until he exposed her. “My favourite breakfast…beautiful breasts and pussy. I think James would agree it’s his, too.”
“Mm-hmm,” James mumbled while he continued sucking.
Mark tilted her face to meet his. When he sealed his lips over hers, her heart jumped a beat in excitement. He kissed her deeply and a soft moan rose from her. Her body longed for more from them. As if the two men could read her mind, they complied with her silent request. James parted her legs, then moved between them and slid his warm hands over her thighs. Mark glided his tongue down her neck and gently sucked at the area where the syrup coated her.
“I will have to agree with Mark,” James said, unfastening the cord on her robe. “Pussy is the best breakfast.” He pushed the cloth away and buried his head between her thighs.
Passion invaded her body as James laved her sex. Mark knelt beside her and squeezed her breasts while he cleaned the syrup from her neck to her chest. Pressing her hands on the base of the chair, she arched her back and lifted slightly to meet James’ strokes. Both men created the most erotic tingles within her, which amplified her desire. After Mark had finished cleaning the fluid from her, he claimed one of her nipples.
Val buried her hands in each man’s hair, just as she had in the bedroom when they’d made love to her. She loved the feel of their soft locks against her flesh, especially between her legs.
James slid two fingers into her and started sucking on her clit.
She sucked in a deep breath. “Oh, God, I think I’m going to burst.”
Mark took her other breast into his mouth and flicked the hard bud. James continued to pleasure her between her legs and increased his efforts. Anticipation built fast. So much heat and desire flowed between the three of them. She couldn’t control what her body needed, what she desperately yearned for as if her life depended on it. For a split second, she wondered if they felt the same way. Then James stroked her swollen clit again and her release came violently. She screamed in bliss.
Her heart thumped fast while the pleasant spasm between her legs sent euphoric ripples through her. She’d had plenty of orgasms, yet it was as if she hadn’t had any. The vibrant release made her quiver and gave her an overwhelming feeling of ecstasy. With each clenching motion and tingle, her body felt insanely alive, and she wanted the feeling to last forever.
Maybe Mark’s idea wasn’t such a bad one. What if I wished for them to please me every night? Could I grow tired of them? Somehow, she didn’t think so. Like a junkie who needed a fix, she needed sex. She needed them. Together.
James lifted his head while Mark kissed and nipped at her breasts.
She smiled at James. “I’m ready to make another wish.”
Chapter Seven
The phone rang, stealing their attention. James and Mark stood frozen in time. When the machine didn’t pick up after the third ring, Val rose from her chair.
“I’ll get it.”
The two men stepped out of her way as she hurried around the table. Passing through the kitchen, her robe opened wider and exposed her heated flesh. The cool air felt good and helped calm her raging desire to spend more playtime with her two genies. If the phone hadn’t rung, she would’ve made another wish, one that was selfish and would’ve given her all the pleasure she could ever want. The wish for eternal satisfaction was destined to fail somehow, someway. She was better off forgetting about it all together.
She pulled the edges of her robe together as she reached the answering machine on the counter. After she’d fastened the tie, she lifted the cordless receiver. “Hello?”
“Val, it’s Terri. How are you?”
“I’m good. How are you?” She leaned against the counter.
“You sound chipper this morning.”
Val grinned from the comment.
“I slept well and decided not to waste my time worrying about my problems.” Truth be told, all the glorious sex had occupied her mind. The break from her worries was one she’d greatly needed. With a heavy sigh, she acknowledged she’d have to face them soon.
