Page 8 of Underworld

Two sets of hands start massaging my feet. I can tell who is who by their hands, even after all this time. Jace has my right foot, rubbing with long, delicate fingers. Fingers of a pianist. Howe has my left foot. His hands are larger with calluses. Surrounded by the guys, I feel myself relaxing and my panic falling away. My tears slowly subside, and I snuggle closer into Alec’s hold.

Jace squeezes my foot and asks, “How are you feeling, Princess?”

I pull away to look at him. “Like I got hit by a Mack truck. Otherwise, I’m feeling better now.”

Looking back up at Alec, I see his face is still wet with tears. I reach up and stroke my thumb across his cheek. He shudders, closing his eyes as he nuzzles his face against my palm.

“I missed you so much, Jane,” he says quietly. When his eyes open, the golden-brown color seems to glisten from the tears he shed.

Shifting in his hold, I press my lips to his. Fuck! What the hell am I doing? It was a gut reaction! I jerk away, lowering my head in shame. “I’m sorry,” I squeak.

I feel his fingers under my chin as he lifts my face. He glides them from underneath my chin to trail them across my cheek. He’s searching my eyes for something, but I’m not sure what he’s looking for. “Did you want to kiss me?” he asks.

I nip and pull at my lip while debating what to say. Pulling my lip from between my teeth with his thumb, he gently rubs his finger across it. “Did you want to kiss me?” he asks again.

“Yes,” I whisper.

The smile he gives me is blinding. He leans down, places a soft kiss against my lips, then pulls away slightly and says, “I want to kiss you too.” His lips are mere inches away from mine when he whispers, “Do you want to kiss the others?”

I groan. The thought of kissing all of them has my breathing quickening. The hands on my right foot tighten, and I pull away from Alec to look at Jace. His eyes flick to my lips and then back up to my eyes. His tongue peeks out as he licks his lips. I hear a deep growl as the hands on my left foot tighten. Switching my gaze to Howe, I see that his light-hazel eyes have darkened with desire. He shifts to his knees and crawls toward me.

Zane’s hands stroking my hair have now tightened their hold, but it’s different than how my father used to grab it. Instead, his touch is tender. Zane promised he would never hurt me, and I could feel the truth behind those words. He gently tugs my head back, and my eyes meet his. Lowering his face so that his lips are next to my ear, he whispers, “I can tell you that I have dreamed about kissing you for years, Sunshine.”

He shifts so his lips are a breadth away from mine, and I shiver at how aroused I’m getting. After so long apart, I never thought the boys I knew as kids could make me feel this way. They are slowly killing me with their soft kisses and touches. Zane nips at my lower lip and grins when I moan. “Be a good girl for the others. I, unfortunately, have to get up early for work.” Before he pulls away completely, he presses his lips to mine. The kiss is not gentle like I thought it would be. Instead, it's dark and demanding. As if he’s trying to memorize my lips. I whine as he pulls away and gives my hair one last tug. Then he leaves the room. Before I can lower my head, I feel another set of lips against my neck and hum my approval.

“Have fun with these boys, Princess,” Jace says as he moves out from behind me so I can see him. He gives me a chaste kiss of his own, then says, “I want you all to myself next time, Princess.” Giving me a wicked grin, he disappears from view.

There's a soft nibble on my neck, and I groan. The smell of leather and smoke surrounds me, an intoxicating mixture.

“It seems our Queen wants something, Howe.” Alec teases as he nips my ear.

I feel Howe lick up my neck. Normally, I would think that's gross, but right now, it’s making my nipples ache, and I’ll need a new pair of underwear soon. “Is that right, Alec?” I lower my head, so I can finally look at Howe but notice he isn’t looking at me. Instead, he’s looking at Alec behind me.

Thoughts of them together enter my mind, and I shift, feeling wetness pool between my legs. Howe’s eyes flick to mine, and almost as if he could hear my thoughts, he gives me a mischievous grin. Without taking his eyes off mine, he grabs the back of Alec’s neck and pulls him into a kiss. I feel Alec stiffen behind me. Maybe he’s afraid I’ll judge. I grin. “Don’t stop on my account.” I grab Alec’s hand and glide his fingers down my body to show him the evidence of how turned on I am from watching them. I glide his hand beneath the fabric of my clothes to my core, crying out in pleasure when his fingers glide over my clit. Fuck, it’s been a while since I’ve had sex. I look back up to find them both still kissing, but Howe’s eyes are on me. He grinds his hard length against my leg as Alec’s fingers find their way inside me.

I groan again. Howe’s eyes are filled with fire, making me grin. My hands aren’t doing anything, so I glide my fingers across the top of his underwear. He pushes his lower half closer as I shimmy his underwear down. Once his dick is unbound, he groans into Alec’s mouth. Alec adds another finger inside me, increasing his pace as his palm rubs my clit. I grin at the size of Howe. He is one LARGE glass of chocolate milk. And I do LOVE chocolate milk. I reach out and brush my finger across the tip of his cock, and he jerks at the touch. Wrapping my hand around his cock, I squeeze and pump him fast and hard.

He growls into Alec’s mouth again as he pumps his hips into my hand. I try to coordinate the thrusts of his hips with my hand, rubbing the tip of his head every few pumps. I can tell he’s getting close, but I don't want him to come like this. I halt Alec’s hand with my own and stop pumping Howe. Alec pulls away from Howe to see the look on my face. He must understand what I want because he pulls away fully. Without Alec’s mouth and my hand pumping him, Howe lets out a dark growl.

I grin as I push on his chest, and he falls back onto the bed. “What’s up?”

Crawling across the bed till I’m right in front of him, I give him a smirk before sealing my lips around the head of his cock. “Oh! Fuck, yeah!” he yells.

I feel Alec behind me as he pushes my underwear aside and starts finger fucking me again. Oh, god, that feels good! I hum in pleasure. Howe rakes his fingers into my hair and grips it tightly as I hum. I grin around his cock. He seems to like the humming, so I hum again as Alec hits a pleasurable spot.

“Fuck! Alec, fuck yourself! Do it hard and fast,” Howe orders as his hand gentles, then tightens again. His hips jerk up, and I almost gag. I power through it and hum around him again. Alec’s breaths are coming faster now as he slams his fingers into me, and I cry out as an orgasm hits. Fuck! I wasn’t even expecting it.

I continue to suck Howe’s cock as I come down from my high. “Fuck!” he pants. “You’re both so beautiful! God.” His fingers tighten in my hair as he looks over my shoulder at Alec. Howe’s eyes darken in pleasure as he says, “I bet your ass would be so tight too, Alec! God, I love fucking you!” Alec cries out behind me, and I feel hot ribbons of come hit my legs and back. Seems Howe’s dirty talk did it for him. I hum one last time as I squeeze Howe’s balls, and he roars as he comes into my mouth. I swallow every last drop and lick the tip of his cock one last time. Alec’s fingers slip from my body, and I sit up.

Howe is lying there panting with a satisfied grin on his face. “Fuck, Jane.”

Looking behind me, I find Alec in the same position. His eyes meet mine, and he smirks and says, “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before.”

“Hey!” Howe growls.

I laugh at Howe and smile at Alec. “Is that so?”

He shrugs. “I was seriously turned on by the two of you. I don’t think my body knew what the fuck to do.”

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