Demon's Caress

Chapter Five

Samael stepped out of the room that held the hellmouth. There were explosive flares of light, roaring fire, all reflecting off of obsidian walls. Maron winced away from the noise and glare, turning her face aside until her boss shut the heavy black doors behind him. He looked a little pale, drawn, as though forcing Bruno down to hell had taken a lot out of him. Maybe it had, but Maron was still buzzing from the connection with her partners. It occurred to her that Samael had no one he connected deeply with, despite his efforts to shoehorn his agents into the bonds of Triads.

“Another successful assignment. Nicely done.” He glanced between the two men, then arched an eyebrow at Maron. “Well?”

What was she going to do about her partners, that was what he wanted to know. Accept them or reject them and insist on another female partner? Such a simple question, with such a complicated process to get to an answer. The idea of partnering with anyone besides Raum and Kobal, regardless of their gender, was repugnant. It made her stomach clench in sickened dread. What should she do then? There was only one thing she could live with.

She took in a breath, forcing herself to face the one fear she hadn’t mastered in her long existence. Love, and the way it made her weak. Vulnerable. But that was only if the person you loved didn’t love you back. That was only if you let yourself be owned by that love. Raum and Kobal wouldn’t hurt her. Of that, she had no doubt. The very thought of her being harmed had affected them deeply—she’d felt it through the thread of their bond tonight. And yet they’d trusted her to do her job in the face of danger. They’d trusted her. And she’d trusted them. That was what decided her in the end. She couldn’t let fear take this away from her. She’d regret it for the rest of her eternity.

She met Samael’s eyes and spoke clearly, so there were no more doubts. “I’ll keep them.”

Kobal staggered, his mouth falling open. “You will?”

“Are you sure?” Raum swallowed audibly, his brilliant green gaze locked on her face.

It floored her to realize how…nervous they had been, how much they’d expected her rejection, and how that rejection would have hurt them both. Somehow in all of this, she hadn’t understood how much this meant to them. How much she meant to them. Well, it was time to find out. She wanted to reach for them, but their boss watched, so she just offered a tiny nod. “Yes, I…Raum, I would…Kobal…”

Raum set a hand on her shoulder, squeezing in silent support. Kobal’s smile was mixture of joy and disbelief. “Let’s find some privacy.”

“Good idea,” Samael replied. “Find it outside my office. I have work to do.”

“Yes, sir,” they chorused.

They filed out of the room and nodded as they passed the pair of guards. They were the same ones that had been there when they left, and it was jolting to realize that not even a full guard rotation had gone by, just a handful of hours.

“Let’s go to your apartment,” she said. It had the warm memories of their last round of lovemaking. She led the way, and her men fell into step behind her. No, that wasn’t how she wanted to start things. They’d already proven they would listen to her, follow her. She reached back blindly, and they each took one of her hands, moving up to walk beside her. Yes, that was better. Right. What she really wanted. A Triad should be a bonding of equals, a perfect balance of three lives, powers and energies.

She’d never had such a bond, but she was willing to see if it was possible with them. They’d risked everything to help her save the Russian girls from Bruno. If they’d blown the case because of that, it could have ended ugly. Samael didn’t harbor fools. Her partners trusted her to do what she was supposed to, and it would be the worst kind of betrayal to reward that by abandoning them. She’d had that happen to her, and while they may not be bonded yet, she couldn’t do that to someone else, especially two men who had captured her heart in so short an amount of time.

The elevator they’d had sex in earlier carried them up the many floors to the men’s apartment. None of them said a word. Was that a good sign or a bad one? She wasn’t sure.

Kobal prowled nervously once they were inside, going from the kitchen to the living room window and back again. Raum went to the bathroom to wash the blood from his nose and put on a clean shirt. When he returned, Kobal glanced from her to Raum, who dropped onto the couch. He ran a hand through his dark hair, still looking a little shell-shocked. “Are you sure?”

“You don’t have to do this now if you don’t want to.” Kobal gestured at Raum and himself. “I think I can speak for both of us when I say we’re willing to wait.”

His partner nodded in agreement.

She took a deep breath, knowing she was going to have to explain her sudden change of heart before they’d understand that she meant it. It was one thing for them to be open to the bond, but they had to worry that she’d be open to it after what she’d told them about her past. The way to put it into words eluded her. It didn’t make sense. It was a gut-level, emotional response. She’d felt love before, but had been so swept up in her newfound connection that she’d loved the wrong kind of man. The logical side of her had decided that to avoid that pain again, she had to deny love. But they’d changed that. They’d changed everything, just by being themselves.

But how to express it in a way that made any kind of sense? She opened her mouth. “I love you.”

She shocked them. She could see it in their expressions. Hell, she’d shocked herself. She hadn’t expected to say it—holding back, what she hadn’t been able to do with Shax. But they deserved better than that. A bond shouldn’t start with distrust.

She knew herself better now—she wasn’t the same demon she was when she’d first come topside. Trial by fire would do that to a person. She was a lot stronger, tempered by that fire into something unbreakable. She was strong enough to give herself to a bond again. The essential part of her would be the only thing she kept back. The rest she’d offer in the bond. Yes. That was right. It felt good. She could do this.

Fear would no longer rule her life, stunt her growth, keep her from experiencing everything she truly wanted. A weight that had rested on her chest for so long she’d forgotten what it was like not to have it pressing down on her crumbled to nothing. Her own self-doubt. She was strong enough, confident enough to let go of control.

The silence lengthened as they stared at each other.

“I love you too.” Both men said it, their voices husky with emotion.

She smiled, pure, sweet joy bursting inside her. Tears blurred her vision, and one trailed down her cheek. “Say it again.”

Raum rose slowly from the sofa, and she felt Kobal close in behind her, their heat surrounding her. The dark-haired man bent forward until his lips were a hairsbreadth from hers. “I love you, Maron. And I love you, Kobal.”

“I love you both,” Kobal whispered, his breath brushing her ear. “Why do you think we went to Samael and asked him to partner us with you? It wasn’t just because we wanted a female. We wanted you. Neither of us could get you out of our blood after that night we were together. We knew we’d found what we were looking for, and every second since has only been more convincing. We’re good together. In bed and out of it. We want you to be ours. We want a Triad.”

“With you,” Raum rumbled. “Only you make this work. No one else fits us the way you do.”

She shivered in reaction. Yes. A circle of emotion that kept cycling and building. Forever. The three of them balanced each other. “I love you both. No one else has ever made me believe it was possible to get over what Shax did, what I let Shax do to me. But you aren’t him, and I’m not who I was. It’s time to look to the future instead of the past, and I want that future to be with the two of you. I don’t want to wait. I’m ready now. I want to bond with you too. I want a Triad.”

Raum groaned and swooped in to capture her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, thrusting her tongue between his lips. The taste of him was just as intoxicating as ever, the feel of them more sinfully delicious than anything she’d ever dreamed of. And they were hers. Or they would be. Soon. The thought of bonding with them sent a zing of longing through her, not a hint of fear.

“This will be more comfortable on a bed.” Kobal’s hands slid across her shoulders and down her back until he cupped her buttocks. “And I’m going to have your ass like I promised yesterday.”

Cream flooded her pussy at his words, and she moaned into Raum’s mouth. Lifting her off her feet, Raum carried her into the bedroom. She hooked her legs around his trim waist, grinding her clit against him with every step, wanting that carnal friction. Their clothing hampered her, and she growled in frustration, pulling her lips away from his. “I want us naked.”

“Your wish is my command.” Kobal chuckled and tossed back the covers on the bed before Raum laid her out on the mattress. She watched them undress themselves and each other.

Raum hauled Kobal forward and kissed him, their mouths fusing, tongues twining. It was just as erotic as the first time she’d seen it, and the link between them now let her feel how much they enjoyed it, how much they liked it that she got to see them. Kobal pushed Raum’s shirt up and over his head, bending forward to lick the other man’s nipple, working it with teeth and tongue until Raum rocked his hips in helpless abandon.

Maron’s nipples tightened in response, and she pinched them, twisting them a little as Kobal did the same to Raum. The sparks of need flashing through the slender bond between them was beyond erotic, but it wasn’t enough.

“Naked,” she whispered.

Tugging Kobal’s shirt out of his pants, Raum simply ripped the garment in half and threw it over his shoulder. Then he went to work on the blond’s zipper. Kobal did the same with his partner, and they were soon nude. One dark, one light, both gorgeous and muscled and rock hard with lust. Kobal stroked Raum’s cock, pumping it in his fist while Raum’s face flushed and his head fell back. Dropping to his knees, Kobal slid his tongue around the swollen head, still stroking the shaft.

She flicked open her jeans, sliding her hand inside to tease her clit. She could feel the heaviness of her sex, the wetness that slicked her flesh. She’d never been so turned on in her life. “Suck him, Kobal.”

That was all the permission they seemed to need. Raum groaned, burying his hand in the blond’s hair for leverage as he fucked his mouth. Kobal sucked him in long strokes, taking him deep with each strong pull. He cupped the dark demon’s balls, rolling them between his fingers. Maron swallowed at the sensual display and plunged her hand into her sex in time with Kobal’s sucking. She loved watching, loved how they moved together. And they loved it too. Each of them glanced at her every few moments, drawing her into the experience. She bucked her hips up to meet her plunging fingers, so on edge that she might explode from her skin any moment. But that wasn’t how she wanted it, so she forced herself to stillness. “Don’t come yet, Raum. I want you to come inside me.”

“Then we have to stop. Now.” Chest heaving with tortured breaths, the big demon pulled Kobal away from his cock. The two grinned at each other and Raum bent to give his partner a short, rough kiss. “I thought you wanted to fuck her ass.”

“I do.” Kobal’s smiled broadened into something even more wicked than usual, and both men turned toward her. Their cocks were long and hard and dripping with pre-come. She wanted them inside her.

Crooking her finger, she beckoned them to her. Kobal shook his head, tsking. “Hmm. She was so set on us getting naked, she forgot to show us some skin.”

Raum grinned, and it was a feral expression of utter hunger. “Let’s take care of that for her.”

He reached for her boots, jerking them off quickly. Kobal pulled off her shirt and went to work on her bra, and Raum slid her pants and underwear down. She was as bare as they were, and she arched herself in offering as their gazes burned into her skin. Kobal’s lips closed over her nipple and Raum’s settled on her wet pussy. She moaned, twisting beneath them. It wasn’t what she’d had in mind, but it was too damn good to stop. She spread her thighs wider for Raum and held Kobal’s head closer to her breast as he suckled her and bit at her beaded flesh. Raum’s tongue did sinful things to her sex, sliding up and down her slit, circling her clit before plunging deep into her channel. He pressed his fingers into her pussy, working her hard enough to have her hips arching off the mattress. He used the opportunity to press his thumb into her anus. The shock of it left her gasping, and Kobal bit down on her nipple. Hard.

“Raum! Kobal!” Her hand tightened on Kobal’s hair, and she felt him flinch, but she couldn’t be gentle. They weren’t either.

Adding another finger to her ass, Raum used her own juices to make the slide easier, stretching her ass. Readying her for Kobal’s possession. The thought made molten lava speed through her veins. Her heart pounded and sweat slid down her skin. Every moment cranked up her need until she couldn’t take it any longer.

“Inside me. Now. Inside me.” The words were a demand, a desperate plea.

Raum sat back, and Kobal helped her sit up. “Wrap your legs around Raum’s waist and ride him.”

His voice was low and sexy, and she obeyed without question. Whatever they had in mind, she was in. They would never hurt her, so this would only be pleasure. Pure, wicked, endless pleasure. She whimpered when she straddled Raum’s lap and his crisp chest hair rasped nipples that Kobal’s teeth had chafed into extreme sensitivity. Twining her arms and legs around Raum, she lifted herself and took his thick cock into her pussy. The glide was as close to heaven as she’d ever get. He leaned forward and nipped her throat, licking the tendon that connected throat to shoulder. She shuddered, her hips moving of their own accord, riding him, rotating her hips to stimulate her clit on the rough hair between his thighs. His big hands closed around her waist, forcing her down so she took him deep and she choked at the feel of him. Her sex spasmed and she teetered right on the edge of coming then and there, but he stopped her movements. Held her still.

She shook her head, moaning a protest. No. She needed more, not less. But then she felt Kobal’s hands stroking down her back while Raum pulled her ass cheeks apart to open her for his partner’s cock. A quiver went through her, her nails scoring Raum’s back as excitement sizzled her system.

After nudging her anus with the head of his cock, Kobal pushed into her ass. It was a tight fit with Raum filling her pussy. They went slowly with her, Raum remaining absolutely motionless while Kobal pressed his dick deeper and deeper until she was stretched beyond bearing. So like them, Raum a solid rock, Kobal endlessly moving energy. She was somewhere between, just as they had her now. A constant shifting balance for all three.

Perfect.

She dropped her head against Raum’s shoulder, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. When he arched beneath her, she bit his flesh. Both of the men moving was overwhelming, made pleasure and pain war for dominance within her. But she couldn’t stop—she needed this. She needed to move. Shifting forward and back, she relished the slide and drag of their cocks within her. They moved with her, then took over the motion, pushing her harder and faster. One plunged into her ass, the other in her pussy, working her in tandem. There wasn’t a moment she wasn’t filled. Kobal kissed the back of her shoulder, the touch tender compared to the strength of his thrusts within her. Her nipples rubbed over Raum’s chest, and he sent darts of lightning skipping over her skin. She twisted between them, a shriek ripping loose and her pussy locked in a single hard pulse. So close. She was so close. She wanted them to come with her.

Squeezing her internal muscles around them, she sent her power out right where they joined, knew that it would feel like fire licking at their skin. Broken groans echoed from both men. She rocked herself on their cocks harder, dragging every scrap of sensation out of the moment. Orgasm beckoned her, and she could feel herself dancing on that razor’s edge.

This time, she offered them the bond, throwing down all inner barriers, knowing they’d need this sign of her willingness. They didn’t hesitate, plunging their energy into her as they plunged their cocks into her body, taking all of her, taking everything. And offering everything in return. Every light in the room flickered and popped as their power exploded out in a shockwave.

A Demon’s Triad.

Their energies and emotions combined, twining around each other, melding in perfect synergy. They came together, her inner muscles fisting around their cocks as they pumped come into her. Shudders wracked their bodies as wave after wave of orgasm dragged them under. It was physical, emotional and mental all at once, each triggering the others into new heights of ecstasy. Raum and Kobal kept thrusting into her, working her and themselves past all notion of endurance. Her pussy clenched again and again until she was sobbing for breath. When it was finally over, they collapsed sideways on the big mattress, utterly spent.

“I love you.” All three of them whispered it at the same time, and she felt the hugeness of the emotion expanding through their bond.

Joy fizzed in her veins, and her heart twisted tight. She rolled to her back between them. Raum threw his heavy thigh over hers, buried his face in her neck and sighed. Kobal rested his head on her breast. The two men linked hands on her belly and she covered their fingers with hers. Contentment spread through her, and she relaxed. Safe, warm, whole. Replete and complete.

This. This was how it was supposed to feel. There was nothing about this that made her feel weak. It supported her, buoyed her up. Made her feel powerful, as if she could conquer anything with them by her side. Every remainder of doubt fell away, never to return.

She’d been fine on her own, but it was the way of her kind to bond. This was everything she’d hoped for and known she’d never find. They’d mended what Shax had broken, given her back what he’d stolen.

Herself.

Love.

Everything.