29. Jasmine
"How you feelin', sugar?" Declan asks as he carries me from the nest towards the bathroom. "Any soreness other than that big ole crater on your neck?"
"A twinge," I admit, stroking my hand up and down his arm. His muscles clench and relax in the most fascinating way, and I can't resist leaning down and licking the vein on his forearm. He tastes like salt, slick, and pheromones, and my belly gives a hungry flutter. I suppose I should feel sated after Xavier's passionate claiming, but it's as if that first bond has just deepened my hunger for the others. I want them all, I want them now, and I'm not going to let the slight ache in my pussy stop me from getting them.
"Xavi's packing it under those suits," he tells me happily as he steps into the bathroom.
"You had a nice close-up view," I tease, because watching him lick and tease Xavi's knot was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. And then Casper got into the act and my clit felt like it was being both worshiped and tortured at the same time. "I haven't seen you guys kiss before," I muse. "You definitely should do that with the door open from now on."
Declan grins down at me, heat flashing in his moss green eye. "Honey, you want a show, I'll give you a permanent front row seat."
I laugh because I can just see Dec putting on a filthy performance for me. Maybe down on the club stage, on one of those nights when it's closed to members. He could use those ropes from the full moon party. Suspend himself over Xavier as he leans against a desk, or maybe just crawl across the stage, wearing nothing by his wicked grin and Xavier's suspenders…
"She's spiking," Erik says as he presses a hand to my forehead.
"No!" I gasp. "I'm just having a dirty as hell fantasy."
"Well, into the tub you go, you filthy omega," Dec says and I look curiously at the soaking tub. It's much deeper than the usual tub, more oval than rectangular. It's made from a beautiful, varnished walnut, and the way the water bubbles reminds me of a hot tub. Someone has already added oils and dried rose petals and I smile, knowing Xavier has been taking care of me again.
"It's a duo tub," Dec says as he eases me into the steaming water. "Can you feel the little ledge."
"Mmm. This is heavenly." The water swirls around my shoulders and I can feel the jets pulsing gently against my tired muscles. "So, who's coming in with me?"
The guys exchange a glance. "We thought we both might," Erik says. "Or you could go in with Dec and we can top up the water some more."
"Both," I say quickly, eyeing the tub. It might be built for two big guys, but it's going to be a stretch for three. "I want us all together."
The guys both give throaty rumbles as they climb in, Erik taking the bench opposite while Declan slides under me. As soon as I settle on his muscular thighs, a shivery thrill rolls through me. "What is it, darlin'?" he asks, his arms closing around me. "Another heat wave?"
"Yes, but I don't think it's all me." I close my eyes, honing in on the throbbing sensation. It's like fingers whispering over my nipples, the fainting pressure circling my clit… "I think I can feel Xavier and Casper through the bond." The guys exchange a heated glance, but as I clench my thighs, I'm struck by another thought. "Oh, my God. Does this mean I'm going to get horny every time one of you guys jacks off?"
Declan looks ecstatic at the idea, but Erik says in his soothing way, "The bond should settle down after a couple of days." He pauses, a small grin tipping up his lips. "But since you're bonding with two ubers, it might be a little more intense than most connections."
"Oh, God," I moan again, my head thunking back against Declan's chest. A three-day heat is one thing, but the guys are in their prime, and if we really are going to have an open-door policy, I'm guessing that means there will be a lot of random orgasms… "Although," I murmur, dancing my fingers down Declan's arm. "It could be interesting to see how Xavier copes when he's at one of his meetings."
Declan threads his fingers through mine and gives a throaty chuckle. "I could eat you out, nice and slow, while Erik sucks on these pretty nipples. We'd keep you right on the edge for an hour, then let you come in a screamin' frenzy… No way Xavi wouldn't cream his suit."
He sounds almost gleeful but we all groan, and I rock my ass back against his jutting length. I don't know if it's my heat or the filthy fantasies, but I'm suddenly desperate for him to fill me.
Thankfully, Declan doesn't need much convincing. A couple more wiggles of my hips and he's breathing hard in my ear. "You want me to go fast or slow, sugar?"
"Fast. Hard. I want you to push your knot inside me and soak me in your cum."
He groans, nibbling on my damp neck. "And bite you? I want to bite the fuck out of you, darlin'."
"Yes!" I pant, my voice swallowed by a whimper, because Declan has braced his feet on the floor of the tub and is surging up into me. He's slimmer than Xavier but long, and the glide as he pulls back sends ripples of pleasure down my spine. He's gripping my hips, lifting and dropping me on his swollen shaft, and all I have to do is bury my nails in Erik's chest and hang on.
The water sloshes close to the rim of the tub, but I don't care. I can't stop slamming myself down on Dec's cock. Erik is squeezing and pulling my nipples and my eyes cling to his heated brown ones. "Stand up," I gasp, pushing at his broad chest. "I want to lick your knot."
I can openly admit I've been obsessed with it since I got a close-up view in his office. He groans at the need in my voice, but pushes to his feet, water surging over the edge. I'm not sure if the guys notice the mess, but my gaze is locked on Erik's cock. It's just as gorgeous as I remember, and I lick my lips, leaning forward to stick my tongue in his dripping slit. He tastes like musk, and salt, and rose oil, and I shudder as he jerks against my mouth. "I want to put my hands in your hair," he tells me, "but I don't want to pull you off Declan's knot."
"You wish," Declan grunts, shoving deeper into my pussy. With his long cock, it's a hard stretch and I hum at the invasion. "Just give her back to me when I'm ready to claim her." He flashes his teeth in a wolfish smile. "Or I might misjudge the target an' take a bite outta your knot."
Erik just grunts and wraps my hair around his hand. He doesn't tug too hard, but he's definitely in control of my mouth as he rocks against my lips. I'm licking and slurping, trying to cover every delicious inch, and when I cast a frustrated look up at him, he gives me an almost boyish grin. "Don't like to be teased, soldier?"
I gurgle a protest, but Declan's knot is swelling quickly, and he pulls me off Erik's dick with a slurping pop. So close, darlin'," he purrs, and I brace my heels against the side of the tub. But with one thrust he has me pinned on his thickening shaft and I turn my head. Dec's beautiful eyes are staring down into mine. Threesomes are my new favorite thing, but I want to make this moment ours alone. "I love you, Dec," I whisper, tilting my neck so he can reach my throat. "Please bite me and make me yours."
"I love you right back, my pretty jasmine," he murmurs, but my name is muffled as his mouth meets my skin. The bite is gentler than Xavier's, but I still feel it burrow to the bottom of my soul. And he doesn't just bite, a hum coming from his lips as they cling to my flesh. I jolt at first, surprised by the vibration spreading through my blood. But as his hum intensifies, I feel the orgasm that was building in my belly surge out of me in an ecstatic gush. I'm still twitching and shaking on his knot when he pulls his mouth back and drawls, "Just so you know, my mouth is good for a whole bunch of things."
"Oh, my God," I moan, feeling like a wrung-out dishrag as Erik eases me off Declan's lap. I cling to him, my helpless gasps smothered in his neck. My heat is still sizzling beneath my skin, but the rest of me is mush. As he runs a comforting hand down my back I have to wonder if he's getting the raw end of the deal. My legs are jelly, and my pussy might be in a state of shock – I'm definitely wondering if it was a good idea to leave Erik's monster knot to last.
I feather a few weary kisses over his jawline and murmur, "We can do this another time if you want."
He looks down at me in concern. "Are you hurt? Do you need me to get the med kit?"
For a fucked-out pussy and a clit that's still ringing like a bell?
"No, I mean for you. You only get to claim me once, and I'm not at peak performance right now." Dec snorts behind me, and I kick him with my heel. "I just don't want to let you down, I mean." I give him a sappy look from under my lashes. "I know you like your soldiers to be in tip top condition."
Erik grunts and wraps my hair around his hand, pulling me back until we're eye-to-eye. "Firstly, you could never let me down. You've got the biggest heart out there. And while I'd love to wrap you in Kevlar and take you to work every day, it's probably not a good idea. I already spend so much time thinking about you, the guys have given me the code name Stalker."
My lips twitch, because he's the kind of obsessive I only ever found in my romance books.
"Secondly, I'm going to make it my mission to get the best out of you, Jasmine."
I shiver, imagining that challenging smirk telling me to hit the floor and give him ten push-ups. And I'd do it, even though my arms feel like overcooked noodles.
"Then I'd love to bond with you, Alpha," I tell him truthfully, and a victorious rumble comes out of his chest. He quickly moves me into the best position for the tub – my back to his chest and my ass riding his intimidating weapon.
"Now, just relax and let me do all the work," he tells me, and I expect him to start thrusting up into me like Declan did. But he slides me onto his cock like he's got all the time in the world, taking up a slow but steady rhythm that turns me to mush.
And then Erik starts to spill the most delicious filth into my ears. I'm guessing he must have been tracking my browser history again, but he's using the best lines from my favorite porn. And it's not just the words – because some of them are seriously cheesy – it's the way he delivers them. Like spicy honey being poured straight into my brain.
"Gonna drink up this bath water, so I don't miss a drop of your sweet cum," he's telling me as lights flash behind my eyes and I come like I've been electrocuted. His knot is right there, his mouth on my throat, and I'm spinning, shaking, vibrating with my release.
"I love your dirty mouth!" I shriek, and Dec is laughing, because it's the worst love declaration in the history of bondings. But Erik is growling and biting, his mouth so deep in my skin I think he's rewiring my nervous system.
"I love you like I never thought I could," he says softly when he finally releases me.
I turn around, his knot dragging against my rim, and blubber into his neck. "So much. So good. Love you, Alpha. Love you so much."
And then we're all laughing – or they're laughing and I'm nearly crying - because my chest is literal chaos with the bonds. And even if I could take a breath I wouldn't want to, because this is how I want to feel, every day for the rest of my life.
The thump of knuckles at the door almost brings me out of my sex-drunk stupor.
"Holy shit!" Casper gasps, his toes curling as he steps into the biggest puddle. "Please tell me this is all alpha cum."
I squawk a laugh, still too wrung out to move. "I guess the tub really is only built for two."
Xavier quirks a brow at me. "It's a custom-built ofuro tub, designed to promote muscle relaxation and stress relief."
Declan tips his head back against the edge and drawls, "Well, my knot is really damn relieved, so good job, Alpha."
My lips quirk, but I'm waiting to see if Xavier is pissed at us for destroying his beautiful bathroom. All I can feel is happiness through the bond, but Xavi takes his bathing rituals pretty seriously.
As if sensing my anxiety, he strides through the puddles and drops a kiss on his bond mark, his hand snaking under the water and between my legs. "Actually, I think I prefer the way you use it. But I don't think you've tried this trick I have with the jets…"