Page 7 of Black Light: The Crossover
A family that not everyone understood, but they were connected. Forever.
Where one of us goes, we all go.
“Kiss our wife,” Jaxson commanded, and in the next breath Chase had her face tilted up and he’d claimed her mouth. He peppered her lips with small kisses in-between deeper ones, still intense, but Chase was always more gentle, more purposeful with each of his movements, and he effortlessly swept her up in his gravity.
He ended with one last sweet kiss to her swollen lips, leaning back just enough so that his perfect green eyes were all she could see for a moment.
They were all breathing hard, flushed and aroused, and Emma didn’t care what wild ideas Jaxson may have come up with Cash and Elijah — she needed it, whatever it was. She needed Chase too, both of them. Her husbands, her lovers, the missing pieces of her.
“When the hell are you kicking this off?” Jaxson asked, but it came out rough and commanding, full Dom voice, and it took Emma a second to realize he was talking to Madison, who was bright red and trying to hide a big smile.
“Um, it’s— I think they’re opening the doors in like… five minutes?” she answered, stumbling over her words, and Jax huffed.
Looking back down at Emma, he pulled her tighter against him, still holding Chase by his hair with the other hand. “Tell them to open the doors now.”
“Are we ready to—” Madison started, but it was Elijah’s voice that replied.
“Unless we want them walking in on the owners of Black Light violating the ‘no sex in the social area’ rule, we should open the doors right now.”
“I could just change the damn rule,” Jax snarked without even a glance at the Dungeon Master.
“Let’s not.”
There was some more muttering behind Jaxson, but Emma couldn’t hear it. Her husband had her caught in his powerful gaze, those dark eyes making it hard to think straight.
“Feeling better now?” Cash asked from somewhere nearby, and that devilish grin spread over Jaxson’s lips as he looked between her and Chase.
“Yes, and I’m going to feel even better in a little bit.” His gaze shifted, focusing on Emma once again, stilling the air in her lungs as he lowered his voice. “I’m going to make both of you scream for me tonight, and then Chase and I are going to see just how many times we can make you come.”
Oh. My. God.
* * *
“Are you my good girl?”Jax purred, his voice hushed and right beside her ear. Emma barely had the brain power to nod because his hard cock was pressed against her back, and his hand was buried between her thighs, rubbing her clit through the dress.
Skipping the second drink was a good idea, because that meant she wasn’t lying.
She was a good girl. A very good girl.
Holy crap, this is intense.
Somewhere nearby, standing on a little platform in the bar area, was Madison, and she was thanking everyone for attending the Black Light Holiday Party and probably saying other important things about the club, but Emma couldn’t really hear her. The pounding of her heart was too loud, as were the little whines of pleasure she was doing everything in her power to stifle.
Elijah had just reminded them of the ‘no sex stuff’ rule, but Jaxson definitely didn’t care, and judging by the grin on Chase’s face he wasn’t going to do anything about it.
“You’re doing so well, Emma. This is good practice,” Jax continued, drawing her earlobe between his teeth to send a fresh rush of tingly bliss zinging all over her body.
Practice?
“Wh-what is… what do you…”
“What are you practicing for? Is that what you want to know?” Jaxson pressed the dress harder between her thighs, mercilessly teasing her while she gripped the folds of the skirt to try and act normal. Somehow, she managed to force another nod. His next groan was low, hungry, and when he spoke again the incredibly sexy edge of his Dom voice tinged every word. “You’re practicing because when we’re at your parents, I expect you to be quietjust like thiswhile Chase and I use your beautiful body.”
“Oh God,” she whispered, and his dark chuckle erased any lingering hope that she’d misheard him.
“Twelve days, Emma. That means twelve nights of you being a veryquietgood girl for our Christmas fun.”
Is he serious?
