“He thought I hurt Jenny. I would be mad at him, if hehadn’tattacked me.”
“That being said, with as crazy as everything is, what with your escape from Credo’s island and the possession and whatever else is coming down the way, you should go spend some time with your loves,” Surge encouraged me. “Time is precious, and if nothing else, that’s the lesson we should all learn from today.”
I frowned at him. “I’m not leaving you alone in here.”
He gave me a look. “How else am I supposed to get any sleep and actually heal?”
I had an idea, and tapped at my gauntlet driver. “You need supervision to monitor your condition and to make sure you don’t injure the new tissue in your sleep.”
“I will be fine, Mal,” he huffed. “I’m not a child. I don’t need—”
Someone knocked on the door.
“Come in,” I called out.
Sam walked in, her eyes locked on Surge.
“Sam?” Surge’s whole body jolted with surprise, and there was no mistaking the joy in his eyes as he looked at her, which told me everything I needed to know. “What are you—”
“I told you,” I cut in, standing. “I’m not leaving you alone.”
Sam gave me a grateful, teary smile as I passed her. I left them to the silence I could feel swelling between them—awkward, shy, and sweet. I closed the door after me, and through the window I saw her take my spot beside Surge andhold his hand. Their fingers tangled together, tentative and adorable.
I jogged up the stairs, and before I knew it, I was sprinting. Running. My body moved on instinct, because I needed them. Tiger and Jenny. I needed their touch, their breath, their everything. They were in my blood, and I needed my fix.
I opened the door to my room, startling them both. They were sitting on the bed in their robes after their shower, hair wet, faces etched with worry.
Jenny abruptly stood. “Is he—”
I kissed her hard, not bothering to shut the door behind me. I devoured her lips, her tongue, her neck. She whimpered and asked, “Is he okay?”
“Yes,” I growled, tearing at my clothes until I ended up naked, still kissing any part of her I could reach. “He is okay. I am not.”
“What’s wrong?” Tiger asked as he shut the door and came back fast.
“I’m not inside of you.” I grabbed his robe, yanking him to my mouth. I kissed him even more beastly than Jenny. “Take off your clothes, Tiger love.”
He hesitated. “Are you sure? After everything—”
“Especiallybecauseof everything,” I said desperately, pushing his robe off his shoulders until it fell into a heap on the floor and he stood before me naked. “All of this…madness. There’s no time to waste.”
Jenny’s voice trembled. “Mal, I don’t know if—”
I took her face in my hands, looking into her eyes. “Baby, I need you,” I said, my voice cracking with emotion.
That’s all it took for her to crush herself to me, her mouth on mine. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and her robe parted there. She wore nothing beneath, and I laid her back on the bed, kissing my way down her body, greedy for them both. I tookJenny’s breast in my mouth, her skin sweet with the scent of soap and need.
I moved lower, spreading her thighs wide. I licked her all over, making her gasp and squirm. Her taste—light, clean, feminine—was everything. But when I tried to slid a finger into her, she whimpered in discomfort.
I lifted my head and looked up at her. “Are you okay?”
She bit her bottom lip. “Stress makes me…tighter,” she whispered.
That will not do at all. I can hardly get myself in her as it is.
I abandoned my fingers and used my mouth, circling her clit with my tongue, teasing her as she arched and moaned. I motioned Tiger over, and he joined her on the bed, kissing her while I continued to eat her pussy and tease her clit.
I slipped my tongue into her. She tasted like heaven itself, and inside, I could reach her G-spot that way without forcing something hard and thick into her. My tongue swirled in circles there. I thought, perhaps, if she were to come, then she could relax.