Chapter 17Harbor
Chapter 17
HARBOR
T hree days pass quickly after I uncovered the new information in the library. I still haven't said anything to Talon, because nothing seems to matter at this point. There isn't anything I can do about a conspiracy theory. Instead, I've been spending time with the guys.
Talon is always a complete sweetheart, even in his awkward moments. The real surprise is Kane. He's been coming around more, and it's been fun to get to know him on a more personal level. Just yesterday, we were chatting about his combat team training. Finding out that the more strict routines he has to complete take up a lot of his time does suck, but he also mentioned that the team training prevents him from dancing later in the season. Something in my gut gave me a little nod of satisfaction, like I'm glad he's not there, dancing for all those women.
It's as we're relaxing in Talon's sitting room that I find myself thinking about him dancing in the club when the conversation lowers around me. I pull myself from my thoughts and turn to pay attention to the guys when I hear something I'm not sure that I want to.
“So, what are you two into? Like, in the bedroom?” My head spins to Kane, eyes wide with shock. “What? We all have our preferences, right?”
“Um, maybe?” I say, unsure of anything at the moment. “I like the usual stuff.”
“What,” Kane teases, “you don't like your ass swatted from time to time?”
Warmth floods my chest as it rushes toward my neck. “Um… I don't know?” I duck my head, needing a moment to hide.
“Why do you say it that way?” Talon asks.
“Well, I've only ever been with one other person. We decided to explore each other, so we knew what to expect, but it was almost clinical with the efficiency we used. Then,” I say looking up at Talon, “you and me… And, well, you're mine.”
A rumble comes from his direction, but I can't tell if it's from me claiming him or something else, as he doesn't necessarily look pleased.
“I see,” Kane says. “What about you?” I glance back and forth between the two men, unsure of what is about to happen. Are they really doing this?! Here and now?
Talon remains quiet for several breaths before his answer echoes across the silent room. “I like the freedom of restraining someone. And the aftercare–that makes everything sweet again.” After another moment, he adds, “Oh, and I really like rewarding good behavior. You know what I'm referencing, right, my love?”
The blush that had only just retreated blooms again, daring to show everyone just how much I remember his praises.
“Ah, yes,” Kane smirks. “I believe I like that as well, among other things.”
“Well? Tell us.” Talon has such a way with words; if this topic wasn't already sensitive, I would be laughing my ass off.
“Hmm,” Kane says, smiling mischievously as he picks at a speck on his shirt. “I like having sex with someone in front of others. The thrill of knowing someone is watching who can't join in, and they know it? Yeah, that gets me going.” Uh, that sounds intense. And fun. “I like the control of breath play, teasing someone with the idea that I'm letting them have their next breath. Yeah, sign me up.” Gulp. I don't know if it says something about me, but damn, that sounds fun too. “Oh, and as with my incubus, I like lots to do with sex and sleeping. Oh, waking someone up with an orgasm is delicious, but that doesn't happen that often. That has to have consent, and not many people make it that far. But, going along with the sleep sex, I like to dream walk, too.”
“Um, excuse me? You do what?”
“What part?” He seems surprised by my shock. “I venture into other people's dreams and influence their dreams for them to have sex with me. I also love it when I can wake people with orgasms. It's the best way to start the day, is it not?”
I glance over at Talon, who seems unbothered by the admission, but he also doesn't know that I've had dreams about both of them. I shift on the sofa, nervous energy vibrating through me. Did he ever…? I have to ask.
“Kane?”
“Kaia?” A peace settles over me at the use of his nickname again. He'd stopped for a few weeks after I admitted I'd bonded with Talon, and hearing it once more is a comfort. “Um, did you ever walk into my dreams?”
A sly smile spreads across his face as he shifts his own body on the lounger. “I may have, a time or two.”
A chill runs down my arms at the realization of what his words mean, and I fidget with my hands for a moment as the room goes quiet. Is that what happened? Did he invade my dreams? Did he touch me at all? Has any of this influenced me to feel a certain way toward him? I’ve got so many questions running through my head, that a headache begins to form behind my eyes. As I contemplate all of this, it angers me that he thought he could do that. That he thought he had the right to invade my dreams and change them, regardless if I welcomed the changes.
Talon, sensing my nervousness, wraps an arm around me, and I'm thankful that he's here.
“Rogue, you seem upset. Would you care to explain what is wrong?”
“I, um, I'm not sure how I feel about what you just said, Kane.” I pause, needing to gather my thoughts. “I've had several dreams about you both, but I never expected someone influenced them. It’s infuriating to think my feelings and dreams were altered while I was unconscious.”
“I'm sorry, Kaia,” Kane says. He leans in, now suddenly concerned for my feelings. “I didn't expect you to be hurt by the news. I will say that I never once attempted to initiate activities that you weren't already involved in.”
I frown, unsure what that means or whether to believe him, but move forward anyway. “I feel like my thoughts and mind were violated. I know you didn't mean this, Kane, but that's the result, regardless of your intention.”
“Mmm, I have an idea,” Talon murmurs into my ear. “Are you up to play with him? Were you feeling comfortable before his admission?” I nod my head, because yeah, I was… “Just follow my lead, then.”
“Kane,” he says, turning to the man in question. “I know you didn't try to hurt Rogue, but you did in the long run. I think you should earn back her trust. Would you agree?”
“Yes, of course. Whatever I can do to return to your side. I'm sorry I offended you; I truly didn't mean it.” His words are sweet, but is he telling the truth?
Talon spins, cradling my cheek in his palm. “I think he deserves to suffer like you did. We can make him earn your trust by losing out.” His intention burns in his silver eyes, and my syren wakes up, feeling the desire of her mate, and rises to the surface. “Ready to put on a show?” he whispers against my lips. Yeah, let’s do this.
I don't answer his question with words; instead, I decide I want to take back control, so I wrap my arms around Talon's neck, pressing my lips against his. Before I can take things any further, Talon slips from my arms and backs away. He turns, making his way over to Kane, reaching a hand out to pull him up. “You're willing to do anything?” His words are low, fueled by a passion I've only heard when it was the two of us.
Determination like a river current shines in Kane's eyes, the blue reflecting his agreement to honor his word. Talon leads him to me, pressing him into me and building my need even more. I can feel Kane's desire for me, and I wrap my arms around him, bringing his lips to mine. Talon slips in behind Kane, sandwiching him between us, and running his hands up Kane's back. “Mmm, this gives inspiration, but maybe I’ll save that idea for another time,” he whispers into his ear.
I'm too distracted by Kane's lips and hands to recognize Talon sneaking in behind me. His hands smooth over my ass before resting on the curve of my hips. He then pushes on my hips gently, turning both Kane and me until we're moving into the kitchen. From there, he moves away from me, allowing me to continue to get lost in Kane's lips. Gods, his kisses are intoxicating. I only notice when Kane lowers into a chair that Talon has been busy. I pull back, but Kane doesn't let me go far. He dives headfirst into my cleavage, and my nipples perk from the sensation.
“What the fuck?” Kane's outburst wakes me from the haze of lust I'd fallen into. I blink my eyes open, finding Talon quickly and expertly binding Kane to the dinette chair. Raising my eyes, Talon only smirks at me as he secures the ends.
“This is your retribution. Watching me take Rogue, pleasure her, and you don't get to participate. Rogue receives all the pleasure this time; you don't. And maybe now you'll know the struggle she was in just now, knowing someone got off to others having sex, but you can't.” Kane's eyes widen, and he looks like he's about to argue, but thinks better of it.
I know I'm in for a wild ride when Talon stalks behind me, tilting my head to the side and exposing my neck. His lips descend onto the sensitive spot behind my ear before trailing down my neck to the curve of my shoulder. He reaches around my waist, grabs the hem of the sweater I'm currently wearing, and drags it up my body. I gasp at the brush of cool air against my skin, and Kane groans at the sight of my bare breasts. I can hear him shift in the stiff chair, but my eyes drift closed as Talon cups both of my tits, rubbing his thumbs across the rosy tips of my nipples that have hardened.
Panting and needy, I spin in his arms. “This is what we're doing?” I ask, my voice low enough that only Talon can hear me.
“If you want. I know you felt frustrated with him, and I think you should teach him a lesson.” I nod at his words, reaching up and running my fingers through his hair. “Alright, my love. Get ready.” His hands migrate to my waist, and he crouches, dragging the band of my shorts and panties down my legs. He braces one knee on the floor, peering up at me as his hands roam back up my legs. He lingers at my hips before brushing one hand toward my center. Fuck, as the tips of his fingers slip between my folds, my arousal is already evident, and Talon grins as he brings his glistening fingers to his mouth. “Oh, you're ready,” he says, moaning as he savors my taste on his fingertips.
Surging to his feet, he turns me and bends me over the table, spreading my legs, so Kane has a front-row view. Gods, I must be dripping at this point. I turn my head to Talon, begging with my eyes. “Enough teasing,” I say, tone firm. “Fuck me; I don't care if he sees. He can watch me come on your cock.”
A growl emanates from Talon's chest as he quickly shirks his clothes. When he drops his shorts, his dick is already hard, ready for me. Talon steps in behind me, admiring the view of my ass. His hands grip my ass before they run up my back and push gently. Fuck, I can't help but think of the view Kane is getting. “That's it, my love. You want this, so bend over and let me love you.” A chill shoots down my spine, sending a thrill of anticipation through my bones.
When Talon lifts my leg closest to Kane, bending it and resting it on the table, I unexpectedly feel vulnerable. What is he doing? Do I look okay? Why am I positioned like this? It's then I feel Talon's blunt tip slide through my core as he coats himself in my arousal.
“Look at you. Kane, do you see how much she likes being watched?” Talon's words make my stomach clench, but I have nothing to clench around, so I groan in my frustration. “I can't wait to tell you how she feels. Huh, what am I waiting for?” He notches himself at my entrance, then sinks inside me with one fluid motion. My breath catches, and I grip the table the best I can.
“Fuck, she's so tight,” Talon moans, causing Kane to wiggle and grunt in his chair.
“Fuck, man, I get it,” he complains. “I'm being good; just get on with it.”
“You haven't seen anything yet,” Talon murmurs. He begins to thrust his hips, pumping into me and causing me to gasp and pant. Sex with my mate is always a euphoric experience, but the added pleasure of being watched by Kane only amplifies that. My syren swirls beneath my skin, hungry and ready to sing. When my mate grabs a hold of my hair, wrapping it around a fist, and gently pulls me upright, the arch in my back makes me feel hot and sexy. I feel exposed, too, but the adoration in his caresses puts me at ease. “My love, are you alright if I grip your throat? Your neck is so sexy, and I would love nothing but to feel your pulse through my fingers as it races from your pleasure.”
“Yes,” I say. “Please.” The tone in my voice is husky, flooded with desire and sex. My cheeks flush with arousal as I see Kane fidget in his seat, grunting like he's frustrated with his situation.
“Ah,” Talon says, wrapping his hand around my throat. “That's my good girl. You're always willing to please me. I can't wait till you choke my cock with your cunt; you always feel so good when you come on my dick.” I gulp around the grip of his hand, his dirty words practically making my arousal drip around him. He leans in close, whispering in my ear, “If it becomes too much, and you can't speak, tap my hand three times. Am I clear?”
“Yes,” I whisper. His grip isn't hard; it's just enough to raise my heartbeat and cause a need for him to move to rush through me like a fire, settling deep in my belly. It's then he begins to pump his hips, using his grip on my hair and neck to tug me softly back to him as he withdraws. The sensation of being used for his pleasure is unmistakable, and his dick throbs inside of me. When I hear Kane curse under his breath, I convulse around Talon, coming so hard that I stop breathing for a few moments. Talon slowly lessens his grip, allowing me to take a breath a little easier, but my gasping for air only drives Kane mad. Talon continues to fuck me through the orgasm, and I cry out. I feel my body gush, and Talon groans as the noise from my climax echoes around the room.
“Yeah, that's it. You feel so good on my cock,” Talon says, still thrusting his dick inside me as I come down from my high. He releases my throat and hair, helping me to stand upright. As I gain my feet, he slowly spins me around, pushing me back to sit on the table. He lifts my leg, the one now closest to Kane and opposite from before, and rests my foot flat on the surface, again, exposing my core to Kane's view. My whole body is on display, my thick thighs and belly, but my mate doesn't care, and neither does Kane, by the look in his eyes.
Before I know it, Talon is kneeling on the floor, using his hand to separate my folds and show Kane my cunt as he dives in and begins to flick my clit with his tongue. I moan, running my fingers through Talon's nearly white hair. My eyes drift back to Kane's as Talon eats my pussy, and I watch as Kane's mouth drops open, hanging in awe and desire.
“Yes! Fuck,” I cry out, gripping Talon's hair tighter and clutching him closer. I let my head fall back, my hair brushing back over my shoulders. When I turn to look at Kane, his eyes are alight, like two blue flames in a dark room. He is nearly ready to burst through the ropes, but he holds back, knowing he needs to earn my trust.
It's at that moment, Talon presses two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that perfect spot. I come again, this time harder, and I nearly black out. It's not until Talon stands, mouth and chin glistening, that I realize it's from me. He pulls his hand back, lightly and playfully smacking my center before turning and approaching Kane.
“You want to know how she tastes?” He asks that question only a moment before he leans down, kissing Kane. I watch as Talon grabs his face with the fingers that I just squeezed as I came, and his tongue swipes across Kane's lips before he can open them. Watching Talon make out with Kane, as they both now smell like me, is an intense reality that I'd never expect to witness. I just sit back and watch as my body tingles from ecstasy.
Talon backs away suddenly, smirking at Kane. “I only offered you a taste of her, not me,” he says before sauntering back to me. He gently pushes me to lie back on the table, gripping his dick once more and lining himself up with my entrance. “Play with your breasts, my love. I want you feeling everything while I occupy your pussy.”
I use both of my hands to squeeze my tits together, massaging gently, and then moving to tug on my pink nipples. That sends an electrical pulse that zaps straight to my clit, and I'm lucky, because not half a second later, Talon thrusts inside me once more, his thumb circling my most sensitive spot. I moan, arching my back on the table, crying out, “Yes, that's it. Oh my gods, yes. Right there!”
It's then that Kane goes wild.
“Fuck! Fuck this!” he screams, and begins to shift into his demon form. His horns, wings, and tail burst from his body, his clothes ripping where the new appendages are covered. I rotate my head, curious as to what he's doing now that I have control over my body. When my eyes find his, his gaze is piercing, deadly serious as he concentrates to use his tail to draw out his dick from his shorts.
“Kane. No. You aren't allowed to do that right now.”
“Fuck it. She looks too good. Smells so fucking good. I can't stand it!”
Talon chuckles as he slowly withdraws from me, reaching for my hands and helping me stand. “Can you be a good girl and go sit on his lap facing him?” he whispers in my ear. “Can you distract him while I anchor his tail down?”
I glance over at Kane, watching as he thrashes in the chair. I've never really looked at his demon form, and I notice his black scaly tail is a different texture than the smooth horns. His horns are black, and curved up and outward, but the tips are white. They call to me, so I nod to Talon as I strut over to Kane.
Carefully, I balance on his knees, my pussy brushing close to his exposed dick. He glances down, noticing the proximity as well, and he flinches, his dick throbbing and pulsing. I reach up, slowly touching his horns, wrapping my hand around the base and smoothing my palm up and out. As I get near the white tips, he shudders, and my attention draws to his face.
“Is that–does that feel good?” I ask, my voice soft and lustful. My syren is singing, daring anyone bold enough to venture near. It turns out, Kane was already snared by my syren, and he can't escape. I still let her distract him, influencing me to rub the tips of his horns. He grunts, attempting to thrust his hips, to no avail.
Talon quickly ties up his tail, allowing me to brush my hands down to Kane's shoulders, and finally, his wings. “So this is how you made it into my room. You flew to my balcony.” If he wasn't already flushed from arousal, I'd say Kane was embarrassed. “It doesn't matter now. You're earning back my trust, aren't you?”
“Yes, Kaia,” he whispers reverently. I smile softly at him, knowing he's trying. He's a sexual being like me, so this would be his ultimate sacrifice.
“I think this is where we conclude the final phase of his punishment, my love,” Talon whispers into my ear. He lowers himself to his knees, pulling my hips back gently and then holding my ass up as he lines himself up with my core.
“Fuck,” I pant, releasing Kane's wings and gripping the chair back. This time, Talon isn't gentle or soft. He takes me hard and fast, thrusting up into my aching pussy and working me over until I peak once more. “Fuck! Yes! Fuck, I love you, Talon!” I scream out, claiming him and the pleasure he's giving me. My whole body vibrates with an energy that bounces between us, and when I come for a third time, my core clamping down on his cock triggers him to come with me.
My song burst forth, crashing through all three of us; Kane grunts with the strength to hold back his own orgasm and truly suffers under my song. Right here, as I sit in his lap and bask in the glow of the energy my song produced, I decide he's suffered enough. Once Talon has softened enough and pulled free of me, I struggle to stand.
“Whoa, please take it slow, my love,” Talon whispers, bracing my arms as I stand.
“I know. But Kane, he's…”
“Shhh,” Talon whispers into my ear, bending down to sweep me off my feet. Cradling me in his arms, he walks me back into the living room. “Don't worry about him,” he says as he lays me down on the sofa. “I'll take care of him.” I smile up at him, nodding as I relax and lie back.
Turning back, Talon stalks back to the kitchen. He approaches Kane, leans down, and attacks his lips with a forceful kiss. When he does end the kiss, he grabs Kane's hair and looks deep into his eyes. “Don’t dream walk or touch her again,” Talon says, his voice calm and true. “Not until she allows you. If you don't listen, next time, it will be worse. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” One word, hollow and pained, echoes in the silence of the room.
Talon stands, releasing his hair and moving to caress his horns. “Good boy. I'm glad you now fully understand the pain you caused Rogue earlier. Think he deserves a release after all of that, Rogue?”
Meeting Talon's eyes, I nod. “Yes, I think Kane has been a very good boy, waiting so patiently as we taught him his lesson.”
The shudder that runs through Kane's shoulders and chest gives me the hint that maybe Kane has a slight praise kink, too. Talon smirks, seeing the same reaction. Nodding in response to my words, Talon kneels between Kane's legs.
Fuck. Watching my mate kissing the man I crave is nothing in comparison to watching him suck his cock. Talon grabs a hold of Kane's dick, pumping it in his fist a few times, before leaning down and wrapping his lips around the tip.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ” Kane won't last long, and Talon knows it, too, dropping his hand and beginning to take his entire length into his mouth. “Oh, fuck, yes. Just like that. I'm going to come. That's it.” It's only a few moments later when Kane screams out a guttural sound laced with carnality. Talon holds still, face buried in Kane's lap. Finally, when Kane slumps in the chair, Talon releases his cock and stands.
The very first thing he does is walk around behind the chair, releasing Kane's tail, hands, and torso from the bindings. Kane leaps to his feet, dick still half-hard and exposed, and grabs Talon into an embrace. Their lips meet, and for a few furious seconds, they kiss in an attempt to communicate the exchange of passion and desire we all just experienced. When they break the kiss, Kane leans his forehead against Talon's, and they stand there, relishing in the comfort of the other.
Kane eventually squeezes Talon's arms and backs up, tucking his cock back into his shorts and shifting his demon away. He slowly approaches me, kneeling by my side. It's then I realize I'm still completely naked, but I don't care. Kane lifts a hand, and just as he reaches for me, he stops.
“May I?” he asks, and I feel sorry he feels the need to ask to just touch me. But then I realize my mate mark is golden and glowing on my skin, and he seems interested in it.
“Go ahead,” I say, knowing he's just curious. His hand lowers, gently caressing the golden speckles around my waist. When he'd touched it enough, he braces his arm on the sofa, turning to sit on the floor, and gently resting his head against my belly. Talon approaches us, having taken the time to redress, and he lifts my head to sit with me, lowering my head into his lap.
As the guys turn on a movie, I begin to stroke Kane's hair. I allow myself to comfort in his nearness, having to go without for the longest time. I bask in the glow of our new experience and budding relationship, and as I drift off into a peaceful nap, I feel as if my heart doesn't hurt as much as it did last week. I hope we can make this work long-term, because if this fails, my syren will forever be scarred.