Wrath's Storm: A Masters' Admiralty Novel by Mari Carr (desktop ebook reader .txt) 📕

other, and once they were done, they both turned to face Jakob, awaiting his next command. Walt had never been a passive lover in his previous sexual encounters, limited though they were. He had never realized how much he liked being told what to do in bed.

Maybe he’d get Annalise to explain the psychology behind it for him later. Nothing like a little light pillow talk. He grinned at the thought, his sudden amusement catching Jakob’s attention.

“Something funny?” Jakob asked.

Walt shook his head. “Tell you later.”

It was obvious Jakob had other things on his mind because he dropped the subject. “I thought I told the two of you to get over here.”

Annalise stepped closer to the bed, but Walt stopped her from climbing on the mattress and straddling Jakob’s thighs by gripping her wrist.

She looked over her shoulder in question.

“Regardless of what Jakob might ask for,” Walt warned, “we need to go slow tonight, take care.”

Jakob growled, but didn’t argue—which told Walt the man was indeed still in pain. “One of these days, the three of us are going to be completely healed and I’m showing you exactly how hard I want to fuck you. Both of you.”

“But until then…” Walt said, releasing Annalise’s wrist and kissing her on the cheek. “We’re just going to have to be creative.”

Annalise grinned. “I think I can handle that.”

Walt sucked in a deep breath as Annalise proved just how creative she could be. She climbed onto the bed, but rather than straddling his waist, she settled between Jakob’s outstretched thighs. Bending low and supporting her weight on her good arm, she ran her tongue along Jakob’s dick from balls to tip before sliding it back down again and sucking one of Jakob’s balls into her mouth.

Jakob’s eyes closed briefly and Walt wondered if their lover was praying for the strength to hold on. God knew Annalise could tempt a priest to sin.

While she teased Jakob with her mouth, she took Walt down in a different way, wiggling her ass suggestively.

Walt reached out and ran his hand along the soft, smooth globes of her ass, then drew one fingertip along the slit between her legs. He teased the rim of her anus, then moved lower, circling the opening to her body. She was wet and hot and ready.

Annalise lifted her ass higher, spreading her legs apart even farther. He grinned and accepted the offer, pushing two fingers inside to the hilt.

She released Jakob’s balls with a pop, a breathy moan escaping her lips.

Jakob was watching him, his gaze locked on where Walt was fucking her with his fingers.

“Use three,” Jakob demanded. “Get her nice and ready for that big cock of yours.”

Walt added a third to the first two, circling her waist with his other hand so that he could play with her clit. Annalise was a clit girl. The second he touched hers, she jerked and cried out, “Yes!”

Jakob placed his hand on the back of her head. “Pay attention to your work, Dr. Fischer,” he growled.

Annalise shuddered, but lost no time wrapping her hand around the base of Jakob’s cock and taking the head into her mouth.

“Get on the bed, Walt. You’re going to fuck our woman while she sucks me.”

Walt shifted, claiming his spot at the bottom of the bed between her legs. “Shit. I forgot the condom,” he muttered, starting to rise.

Annalise released Jakob, shaking her head. “Birth control. Nothing between us. Please.”

Walt glanced at Jakob and saw his own emotions reflected in the other man’s eyes. They were both head over heels in love with this woman, and Walt was certain that would be true until the day they both took their last breaths.

Jakob and Annalise had fallen in love slowly over the course of the past few years. Their feelings had been born from protection, and then turned to friendship, before settling into this comfortable yet passionate love.

Walt was jealous of the years they’d had together without him. It was a weird sentiment, considering he’d only met them a week ago. His brothers would no doubt give him shit. Walt had always seemed the least likely of the Haydens to fall in love at first sight, too practical, too driven, too distracted by his career.

Oscar, though a grumpy fuck, had fallen fast for his first love, Faith, while Langston, a bit of a playboy, had always been open-minded, ready to find his soul mate—or in his case, mates—and fall in love. Walt, on the other hand, had brushed aside the concept of a close relationship, content to settle for casual, infrequent hookups that didn’t interfere with his work.

Now…well, now, he wanted them with a passion that bordered on reckless. He felt completely out of control and he wasn’t about to try to change that fact. Walt lowered his head and bit Annalise’s ass. Not exactly hard, just enough to tease.

She jerked in surprise, his actions catching her off-guard. “Walt?”

“I’ve never felt like this,” he admitted. “Never wanted anyone as badly as I want the two of you. And it’s not a normal desire. It’s overwhelming, consuming. It’s like I’m willingly walking into the fire.” He ran his tongue over the red mark left behind by his teeth. Then he lifted his hand and spanked her. Just one hard smack that cracked in the quiet room. “I want your pain, your pleasure, your body, your heart. I want to own you, and I want you to own me. I want to lose myself in your arms every single night and never wake up if it means leaving you.”

Annalise studied his face as she looked at him over her shoulder. “Walt,” she whispered.

He held her gaze but didn’t respond. Couldn’t respond. His throat constricted, tight. Had he gone too far?

“Everything. You can have everything you just asked for.”

Walt swallowed heavily, placed his hand on her hip, guided his cock to her pussy, and he thrust in hard. Buried deep, he froze and chanced a look at Jakob.

“Take it,” Jakob said.