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  “Jaeson.” He turned his head to look at the silver-haired man. “You want to have some fun with Meagan tonight?”

  Jaeson’s brows rose, but a slow smile curved his lips. “Definitely. Do you have a plan?”

  “Yes, I think she’s going to like it.” Samiel turned to Jaeson.

  “Tell me what you’re thinking of.” Jaeson’s voice lowered.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Those two were up to something. Meagan had known it since she’d stepped out of the coven house. They’d been talking quietly. She’d walked down the steps before they noticed her. When they did, they stopped talking and moved forward to meet her. Their smiles had given her the first clue. Those smiles held such anticipation that she couldn’t possibly miss it. She had no idea what their plan was, but by the heat she could see, it would curl her toes.

  They took her in their arms and almost without a word to her, transported them back to the lair. Samiel held onto her. His lips moved over her neck. She relaxed back into his hold even as Jaeson walked away from them. That did send a pang of sadness through her. She didn’t want either one of them to be the one left to the side. She certainly didn’t want to be the odd one. They hadn’t made any move to bring their threesome together. It had always been one on one. She hoped to be able to bridge that distance, because she didn’t want to tear them apart.

  “I bet your power is still high even though you gave power to most of the dragons and vampires.” Samiel’s palm skimmed over her stomach. She could feel the heat of his palm through her shirt. His hand rested just below her breasts. She drew in a slow breath, waiting for his hand to move up. At the thought of his hands on her breasts, her stomach clenched.

  “A little.” She bit her lip. The anticipation wasn’t helping much. Her power was rising with the desire.

  “We’ll help you with that after we’ve made it even stronger,” Samiel whispered.

  His teeth scraped over her earlobe. She shivered and clutched at his arm. She wanted to pull his hand to her breast, but couldn’t budge it. His tongue flicked over her earlobe. Such a small touch shouldn’t send a spear of heat straight to her core. It did. She tilted her head to the side as she slowly rubbed her buttocks against him. He stiffened and his hands fell to her hips, stilling her movement.

  “No, Meagan.” Samiel’s tongue trailed along her neck. “We’ll be doing the touching tonight.”

  “I may have some say in that.” She rubbed her shoulders against his chest. She reached back and ran her hands up and down his muscled thigh.

  “You think that? I don’t.” Jaeson appeared in front of her.

  She wondered where he’d come from. She certainly hadn’t seen him walk back across the room. She hadn’t seen any sign of magic. The question didn’t hold her attention long. With a gorgeous man in front of her and one behind her, other things began to take priority.

  She reached up and trailed her fingers over his lips. His lips opened and she gently stroked her fingers over his teeth. “Are you sure about that? I seem to be getting mixed signals. It looks like you want me to touch you.”

  Jaeson laughed. “I always want your touch. But tonight we’re going to do things our way, no interference from witches.”

  “I didn’t agree to that.” She leaned forward to place a nibbling kiss on his collarbone. She wanted to push him and see just what he had planned for tonight. His use of the word “we” excited her. They hadn’t ever talked like that before. She didn’t know how far they were going to take it, but she was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

  “Were we foolish enough to ask her agreement, Jaeson?” Samiel’s hands lifted from her hips and banded around her waist.

  “No, she’d probably try to play and tease. It’s better if we just take control.” Jaeson’s hands captured her wrists.

  “So it’s going to take two of you to control me?” She couldn’t help laughing. It was something about the thought that either one of them would have doubts about his ability to control anybody or anything.

  Jaeson shook his head. “It’s going to take two of us to give you all the pleasure you deserve.”

  She had to admit that was a great answer. Not that she was going to let them get away with it. If they wanted the control they were going to have to prove they could hold it. She glanced over her shoulder. She found Samiel waiting to meet her eyes. He licked his lips. His arm tightened. Her feet left the floor. She drew in a gasping breath, her head snapping to face forward.

  “Everything ready?” Samiel asked.

  “Yes, the room and everything we need is ready.” Jaeson leaned forward and nipped her lips.

  “Good. Lead the way.” Samiel’s lips moved over her neck.

  “That means you’ll have to let go of my hands, Jaeson.” She wriggled her fingers. She couldn’t hide her grin or anticipation.

  “Mmm, for a few minutes maybe, or I could hold onto them and carry you in there over my shoulder.” He lifted her hands high and switched to grip both of her hands in one of his.

  She knew he could do it. Samiel would help Jaeson get her over his shoulder. The men seemed to be working together tonight. She pulled down wondering just what he’d do. He kept her arms over her head, his grip not even tightening. The easy way he restrained her was a little infuriating. He should at least strain a little. She wasn’t a weak woman.

  “So are you going to decide or are you going to stand here until I get bored?” She used her foot to stroke Jaeson’s calf. Just to show him he wasn’t in complete control.

  “You’re with us and you think you’ll be bored? You still have a lot to learn. Even standing here we could make you scream with pleasure.” Samiel’s teeth clasped the muscle where her shoulder and neck met.

  “Are you ready to prove that?” Were they determined to tease her all night? She sighed heavily and shot a glare at Jaeson.

  “Sorry, sweet Meagan, not tonight. We have plans and as much of a temptation as you are, we’re sticking to them.” Jaeson released her hands.

  Samiel loosened his hold and spun her to face him. She smoothed her hands over his chest, relishing the flex of muscles. The barrier of his shirt did bother her a little. She wanted to feel his skin, the warmth. His arms tightened again. Her feet left the floor and her hands were trapped between their bodies. She wriggled and tried to free them but couldn’t manage it. He chuckled and turned to follow Jaeson. She did the only thing she could. She spread kisses and nips up the side of his neck. He growled, but that was all he could do without releasing her. She knew he wouldn’t do that. He wanted to keep her hands confined.

  Jaeson lead them into a tunnel. Her brows rose. He must have created a play room rather than use one of the existing rooms. The short passage opened into a round room. Colorful pillows covered the floor like an inviting nest. She drew in a shivering breath. Her mind readily supplied images of what they could do on those pillows. If they managed to hit just a few of her ideas, she’d die a happy woman.

  Samiel moved to the center of the cushioned haven and lowered her. His arm scooped her feet and he placed her on her back. She was just glad to be able to touch him again. He smiled and shook his head. He captured her left hand and pressed it to the cushion. She felt a tingle on her skin. Then he released his grip. When she tried to lift her arm, it wouldn’t budge.

  “That is so not fair.” She reached across to see what she could do about the spell he’d put there.

  Jaeson grabbed her wrist before she could touch her other wrist. She didn’t have time to begin working on the spell. He guided her hand down onto the pillow. Prickles ran over her skin as the spell set. Two different spells by two men. She’d have to take them one at a time while the men played.

  “You’re not exactly the model of obedience. Yet. You need to be restrained so we can give you the pleasure you deserve.” Jaeson leaned down and brushed his lips over hers.

  Her mouth opened. She put thoughts of removing the spell to the side and enjoyed the thrust of his tongue.
She sucked at his tongue, wanted to savor the kiss. He nipped her lips as he pulled back, but returned to lick the full lower curve before he straightened.

  “We need to get rid of those clothes. So stop monopolizing her lips for a while.” Samiel’s voice drew her attention.

  “You could kiss her, too.” Jaeson lifted his head and flashed a wicked grin. His hand cupped the curve of her cheek.

  “I will, but I want her and us naked.” Samiel’s hand ran up the outside of her thigh.

  She could feel the heat of his palm through the sturdy material. Her thighs shifted without conscious thought, widening in invitation. His eyes met hers and a very toothy smile crossed his face. There was no mistaking the heat and hunger there. She thought he might unbutton her pants or release her hands to get her shirt off. She’d use the opportunity to touch them and give them a little of their own methods back. She didn’t get the chance. A rush of magic danced over her skin, making every part of her feel over-sensitive and on fire. Lady, they were playing a tough game. She focused on the magic Samiel had woven around her wrist. She probed at the magic with her own, trying various tricks to disperse the spell.

  “You won’t release it with anything that simple, Meagan.” Jaeson’s palm settled on her stomach. His other hand brought a vial to her lips. “Drink. You’re definitely going to get bitten tonight.”

  She swallowed the sweet liquid, licking her lips. They did take care of her. She looked at them from beneath her lashes. Those probes should have released most light manacle spells. That it didn’t meant she was just going to have to try harder.

  “Not so easy to defy us this time, is it?” Samiel leaned down and ran his tongue up the side of her breast. “I’m going to enjoy making you so wild, you can’t even think of slipping those bonds.”

  His lips brushed over her nipple, causing the hard peak to tighten even more. But he didn’t take the firm tips in his mouth. That fleeting touch was all. He drew back. She wanted to grab him and pull his head back to her breast. She tensed but couldn’t lift her arms.

  “Have I ever told you how much I like the jewels here?” Samiel nibbled along the shell of her ear.

  His tongue traced the jewel along the upper curve. She shivered. He couldn’t seem to make up his mind where he wanted to touch her. It was driving her wild. She couldn’t anticipate his next move.

  “Open your mouth.” Jaeson’s voice drew her attention away from the patterns Samiel was tracing on her ear.

  She stared up at him, uncomprehending for a moment. He held a slice of andui fruit just above her lips. The wedge of fruit nudged her lips. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she wasn’t hungry. The way his eyes had turned to a deeper gold held her back. That wasn’t concern for her. Pure lust swirled there almost making his eyes glow. She opened her mouth. He brushed the slice back and forth across her lips.

  “Bite,” Samiel whispered. His teeth closed on her earlobe lightly.

  She bit. Sweet juice burst into her mouth as her teeth pierced the outer skin. Jaeson drew his hand back. She watched as he took the piece into his hand and squeezed. Juice and fine pulp dribbled over her breasts. He tossed the fruit into a nearby bowl. Jaeson turned back. Samiel moved to her side.

  “We’re going to enjoy this and so are you.” Samiel drew a finger over her breast. He brought the finger to his mouth and sucked. “My favorite, andui and lusty witch.”

  He leaned down and licked the slope of her breast. His tongue circled the dark nipple. Her hands clenched. She wanted to touch them, to prod their desires as high as hers. She arched trying to bring her nipple closer to those lips. A laugh rumbled against her breast as his hand wandered over her stomach.

  “Patience, we’ll give you what you need.” Jaeson lapped a stream of juice off her chest.

  He kissed her. She could taste the sweet fruit on his lips. She licked his lips and nipped at them before he could draw back. She lifted her head trying to follow. She saw the satisfied smile on his lips. He knew she wanted more than a kiss. He kissed the skin just above her collarbone. Frustrated, she twisted and arched, trying to touch him. Her lips tingled and she craved more of his kisses, but she needed to hold and stroke both her men.

  “Let me loose.” She pulled at her arms, but they didn’t move.

  She kept forgetting to probe at the magic at her wrists. The feel of their lips and hands distracted her. She felt a tongue swirl over her rib and move slowly across her stomach. She lifted her head and looked down to see Jaeson’s tongue following a trail of juice lower.

  “You’re not excited enough if you can still form coherent sentences.” Samiel’s fingers closed over her nipple and squeezed.

  A jolt of pleasure shot straight to the knot of tension forming in her belly. She gasped. He brushed his lips across the tip. His warm breath puffed over the peak. Prickles of sensation flared outward. His tongue swirled over the peak. Jaeson nipped the spot just over her hipbone. Sensation seemed to be coming from everywhere, so fast that she couldn’t think. She could only feel. Jaeson’s hand drifted up her thigh. Her thighs parted, giving him more access. The scrape of teeth over the tight nub of her nipple drew her attention away from what Jaeson was doing. Heat bubbled and boiled through her. She wanted them to stop playing and she ached to be able to do more than writhe and clutch at the pillows near her hands. She wanted to see their eyes burning, their bodies hard and ready. She felt out of control. Part of her reveled in it and part of her wanted to scream with the frustration.

  “I can see the juices glistening on your sweet lips. You want this, don’t you?”

  How could he even ask that? She always wanted them. If they didn’t have a Dark Sorceress and a Dark Sorcerer to catch, she didn’t know if she’d even let them out of her reach until they were all exhausted.

  Jaeson nipped her hip. “Do you like it?”

  She looked at him and found him staring at her. She blinked and drew in an uneven breath. It was hard to focus with Samiel’s lips and teeth working at her breast. Not to mention what Jaeson’s attentions were doing. Jaeson’s fingers drew up the separation between the lips of her pussy.

  “Has the dragon stolen your tongue? Do you like this?” Jaeson trailed his tongue over her inner thigh. He lifted her leg and moved in between her legs.

  She swallowed hard. “Yes.” Her voice sounded very much like a croak.

  He laughed. “I’m not going to ask which one you mean. I don’t know if you’d be able to tell me. I like you this way.”

  Samiel’s hand cupped her breast, squeezing as he sucked at the nipple of her other breast. She arched. If she could have done it, she would have threaded her fingers into hair and pulled him as close as she could. Her nails dug into her palms. Samiel licked and nibbled his way across to her other breast. Jaeson’s finger stroked over her clit. A shudder ripped through her body. Her muscles clenched and she was close. So close. Jaeson’s fingers left her. She moaned, lifting her hips desperately.

  “Not yet, Meagan.” Jaeson’s hands smoothed up her thighs. “I want to taste you.”

  Oh Goddess, he was going to make her scream. Her magic kept rising. It had been at an almost manageable level. Now it raged and flared. She tried to hook her leg over his shoulder but he caught it and pressed her foot back to the pillows.

  “No. I’ll give you what you need. Just trust me.” Jaeson licked the inside of her thigh.

  “Now!” she demanded.

  Jaeson laughed. His fingers traced a pattern on her thigh.

  Samiel lifted his head. “You don’t give the orders tonight. Put yourself in our hands.”

  He leaned up and kissed her. She could taste the sweetness of the fruit still on his lips. She opened her mouth to argue with him about it. Jaeson’s fingers stroked over her clit. A shiver rolled over her. The sensation ripped any thought of further protest from her mind.

  His head lowered and he lapped at her slick lips. His fingers rubbed in circles over her clit. She felt his fingers move lower just as his
tongue brushed the sensitive nub. Her hips bucked. His mouth pressed against her and his fingers drove deeper. Fire scorched up her spine and blasted through her body. She shook as pleasure flooded her. A scream tore from her lips.

  Samiel’s hands stroked her belly. She slowly came back to reality. She could feel the puff of Jaeson’s breath on her thighs. She lifted her head and looked down at the two men. They were staring up at her, seeming to be waiting. They weren’t finished.

  “We told you we’d satisfy you and there’s more to come, impatient witch.” Samiel’s hand slid back up her stomach to her breast. His hand cupped the mound, plumping the flesh. He took the tip in his mouth dragging his teeth over the stiff peak. A whimper escaped her. She wished she could call it back almost immediately. Two male chuckles sounded. She tried to lift her hands, but still couldn’t raise them.

  Chapter Eighteen

  They still had plans. The words rang through her. She wriggled. Jaeson’s fingers stroked into her pussy. Her muscles clenched around his fingers. Desire began to build again. His mouth opened over her clit. He drew circles with his tongue before sucking.

  Samiel rose and kissed her. She eagerly returned his ardor. Sucking at his tongue, she tried to draw him deeper into the kiss. She wanted to hold on to him. His teeth nipped at her lips. He drew back. She followed and sucked at his bottom lip, not wanting to give up the contact just yet. The teasing, fleeting touches were making her desperate.

  Her hips lifted as Jaeson pulled back. She gasped and lifted pleading eyes. He was staring down at her. His eyes blazed. She saw him look to Samiel, and Samiel nodded. She moaned.