Blue (Darkness Falls #3) (7 page)

“You want a night cap?” Storm headed in the direction of the bar.

“No thanks.” Noelle smiled a pale, wan smile as she started up the stairs. “I’m exhausted. I’m just going to go to bed.”

“No you’re not.” Blue was not letting her forget it. There was no way she was backing out of this one.

“Look, I’ll go for the bath. I’ll even go for some gentle screwing, but I’m just not up to alpha on alpha wild screaming jungle sex tonight.” She frowned and Storm burst out laughing.

“And they say romance is dead. Sleep well
, kiddos.” She disappeared through a door, mocking laughter trailing behind her.

“Come here.” He scooped
Red up and carried her up the rest of the stairs and across the landing to her room. Thomas was reading quietly in one of the armchairs when they entered.

“Hey.” As soon as Blue put her down, she went to him. “Did you have a good night?”

“Yes thank you, Mistress. I got a lot of work done.” He smiled. “I’ve had an idea for a new project.”

“That’s great news.” She squeezed him in a hug. “Do you think you could help me out of my clothes? Blue and I are going to take a bath.”

“Of course, Mistress.” He grinned and Blue pondered the sub’s expression as he began unhooking his Mistress from the tight, restrictive leather. It was one thing to like something in theory and quite something else to actually see it in person. Thomas said the idea of cuckolding pushed all his buttons in the best kind of way, but how would he react to seeing it? He was of half a mind to ask Noelle to send Thomas to a different room for the night, but he seemed so thrilled. He was still smiling as he removed her boots and skirt and set them aside for cleaning in the morning.

“Thomas, I’m only going to ask this once and I expect an
honest answer.” She said, and the seriousness of the issue was evident in her tone.

“Of course, Mistress.”

“Are you okay with this?”

“Yes, Mistress.” He didn’t even hesitate. “I’m curious and excited and aroused. It’s like being in the play room already.”

“If at any time it gets uncomfortable, you may say your safe word and go to another room for the night. You won’t be punished.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You may get ready for bed as you choose and you can sleep wherever you wish.”

“In the bed?” He asked, hope in his voice
, and she smiled.

“If you want to. Just…either on my side or at the end of the bed. I don’t think Blue would mind but I’m not sure you’re ready for his wandering hands in the night.”

Thomas burst out laughing. No, he definitely wasn’t ready for that. He’d been in Blue’s play room enough times to be comfortable with him, but it was always entirely non-sexual. He gave his assent and went to prepare himself.

Blue had almost run the bath and stripped off when she entered the room. The air was steamy, heavy with the scent of bath oils, and she flushed in the warmth.

“You look beautiful tonight.” He lifted her up to his waist so he could kiss her and she sighed happily. He always tasted so good. Stepping into the bath, he lowered them both into the water and sat at the edge, propping up his knees so that she could lean back against them.

“Not so bad yourself, Sasquatch.” She
relaxed onto him, letting her arms trail in the water. “This is nice.”

Nice was an understatement. Blue took a sponge from the edge of the bath and sluiced water over her breasts, loving the way the runnels curved around them, the odd droplet falling from her nipples. She had glorious breasts. Noelle had the figure of every man’s wet dream. Despite all the muscle she’d piled on since working at The Manor, she hadn’t lost her curves. Her skin was still soft and pliable under his hands.

“Do you think you could get used to it?” He asked, testing the waters…literally.

“Get used to being pampered?” She peeled one eye open and smiled. “Yeah, I’m fairly sure I could get used to that.”

Unsure if she’d deliberately misunderstood or just hadn’t realised what he meant, he tried again. “No, I meant you and me.”

“Could I get used to bathing with you?” This time she opened both eyes. “Well Thomas might feel a bit put out. It’s his favourite thing. But I suppose one bath slave is much like another.”

“Are you being deliberately obtuse?” He growled and she straightened up.

“Uh…no.” She frowned. “Have I completely missed something here?”

“I’m asking you how you’d feel about ‘us’ being a regular thing.”

“Haven’t we always been a regular thing?” Now she just looked confused. “We hung out together even when Sean was on the scene.”

“That was as friends and fuck buddies.” He shook his head. “I just…never mind.” He closed his eyes and rested his head on the edge of the bath, barely registering that she had gone very still.

“Are you asking if I’ve thought about us being more than friends and fuck buddies?” She sounded genuinely astonished, as if the thought had honestly never occurred to her.

“Well why not?” He didn’t know why this was making him feel so defensive. “We’re good together, in everything, not just sex.”

“But we’re both tops.” She pointed out. “It’d be a constant power struggle between us. We’d end up tearing each other to shreds.”

“No we wouldn’t.” He disagreed. “When we rile each other up, that’s when we have the best sex. We’ve got all the chemistry to make this something explosive.”

“We can’t base a relationship on sex alone.” Her shoulders slumped. “I don’t understand why you’re asking this, Blue.”

Because I’m in love with you
. “I just think it makes sense. It’s not just that we work well together, it’s that you’re taking the business in new and exciting directions and I’d really like to be there with you on that.”

“Good business and a decent sense of humour do not a relationship make.” She smiled. “Cal’s been speaking to you about me having a formal House, hasn’t he?”

“I didn’t think he’d mentioned it to you yet.” That blindsided him.

“We were discussing it while I was sitting with James earlier.”

“I see. What are you going to do about it?”

“Think it over.” She shrugged. “I honestly don’t see it as being a serious option. It’s my home and I’m still not comfortable with being all kink all the time. When it’s just Thomas I can convince myself sometimes that I’m a rich vanilla and he’s my housekeeper. I’m also not sure that it makes much financial sense. What’s th
e point of tithing to The Manor? I love Cal dearly, but that doesn’t mean I won’t use my common sense. If he wants me to provide him with well-trained subs and open up my home to residencies, he should be paying me, not the other way around.”

“I suppose it depends on the percentage and what you’re getting out of the deal.” Blue hadn’t anticipated such strong resistance to the idea. Cal had half convinced him she’d be on board. “Maybe he intends to offer you some sort of service.”

“I don’t know.” She rolled her shoulders, easing the tension that had crept into them. “I’ve got a while to think about it. It’s not exactly a priority right now.”

“You’re right. This is a conversation for another time.” He brought her back to him and kissed her. He couldn’t help that it was lingering. He couldn’t bring himself to pull away from her soft, enticing lips.

“Well this is different.” She laughed, breaking away for air. “We don’t really do gentle, do we?”

“Maybe it’s time we tried it.” He captured her mouth again, his tongue dancing with hers instead of warring with it over territory.

They kissed, exploring each others’ bodies with blindly seeking hands, until the bath water cooled and Noelle’s fingers were starting to prune.

Without breaking contact, Blue rose to his feet and stepped out the bath. “Hold on!” He joked, waiting for her to lock her arms and legs around him so he could grab a towel and wrap it around the both of them. “You really are my little monkey.”

She groaned. “We’re not back to that one, are we?”

“What would you rather I call you?”

“Anything that doesn’t make me sound like a small primate with lice!”

He laughed, rubbing her back briskly as they moved into the bedroom. “You had to go and throw the lice in there, didn’t you?”

“I’m not above pushing your squicks.” She shrugged, unapologetic. “Can you put me down now, please?”

“Only because you asked so nicely.” He let her slide down to her feet and relinquished the towel, returning to the bathroom to fetch another one for himself. He’d almost forgotten Thomas was in the room, the sub was so quiet. He was lying at the end of the massive bed, tucked underneath the edge of the duvet, watching them dry off in silence.

Blue couldn’t believe Red was actually going to do this with Thomas in the bed with them, however sparkly and eager the sub’s eyes were in the dim light. There were some kinks he just hadn’t been able to persuade her to get on board with. It almost hurt that she would try it for Thomas but not for Blue, not that exhibitionism was his favourite thing. Three in the bed was only one step removed from three in the act, though. He wondered if she’d ever loosen up enough to take a threesome.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked, drawing back the sheets on her side of the bed and climbing in.

“Because I can’t understand why you’re wearing a night dress.” He set the towel aside and climbed in next to her. “Surely you know how this goes by now?”

“You make me sound easy.” She sighed. “Can’t we just sleep and do this in the morning?”

“In the morning it’ll be jungle sex.” He warned her.

“I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do.” She
rolled onto her side, facing away from him, and turned out her bedside lamp.

“But you know I can make you want it.” He put out his own bedside lamp and curled a hand over her hip, pulling her back into him. “I’ve only got to whisper in your ear how much I want to feel your tight, wet heat coming around me as I slide my cock deep in and out of you. If I tell you I want to play with your pussy until my fingers are nice and slick so I can tease your clit until you fall apart in my arms, you’ll start to want it.” She squirmed uncomfortably under the weight of his words and the erection he was pressing into her ass. “I guess I could tell you how much I want to hear the soft sounds you make when I enter you from behind and hit that spot in your sweet little pussy that drives you crazy. I fucking love it when you’re on your hands and knees and I feel like I’m losing myself in you and I have to hold onto to these beautiful things to keep myself grounded to earth.” His hand slid up to her breasts, idly circling the nipples through the sheer fabric.

“Blue…” Her hips twitched, like she was fighting the urge to grind into him. “I’m going to sleep.”

“Are you?”
He kissed the side of her neck beneath her ear. “You can’t tell me you aren’t hoping I’ll slide my hand between your thighs and lift your leg so I can press into you. I know you, Red. I know your body. I bet if I touch your pussy now you’ll be wet.”

“I’m not.” Her voice was breathy and he laughed, low and deep.

“Oh little one, you should know better than to lie to me.” He drove his hand into the juncture of her thighs and was rewarded with the soft slick heat he knew he would find there.

“Blue!” She gasped, arching her back in helpless pleasure as he teased.

“Hush.” He soothed, rising over her so that she fell onto her back. “Just let me worship you, my Noelle.” He shoved the blankets back and felt them sliding across his feet as Thomas pulled them out of the way. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the sub moving to kneel on the other side of the bed, where he could get a clear view.

Knowing that Noelle would tense up and lose the moment if she remembered there was someone else there, Blue captured her mouth in a soft, yet insistent kiss. She always closed her eyes when she was being kissed. It was sweet, a touch of innocence that had never left her.

She undulated softly beneath him, building up her gentle warmth as he teased and, yes, worshipped. Her body had retained its lush curves and bounteous softness. The way his fingers sank into her hips almost drove him crazy. Her nightdress was clinging to her with perspiration and the trails of his hungry, open-mouthed kisses. She was open beneath him and it was time.

“Look at me.” He didn’t realise he’d said it aloud until he surged into her and her eyes flew open. “Look at me, Princess. I want to watch you watching me love you.” She met his eyes and it was such an achingly beautiful moment he felt an unexpected burst of emotion in his chest. He loved this woman, loved her with his whole heart and all he had.

He kept their dance gentle, rolling and surging like a rippling lake instead of an ocean tide. When she climaxed, it was intense and glorious and she didn’t break eye contact with him once. He feathered kisses all over her face as he spilled into her, overwhelmed by a feeling he’d never experienced before. He was glad he’d forgotten a condom. Against all the odds and despite the life they led, he wanted this woman to be the mother of the children he hadn’t known until now that he wanted.

The thought was terrifying. “Sleep now.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and moved to the side, gathering her up and kissing her neck. He couldn’t seem to stop kissing her. Gods, she was so precious to him. She was so right – his desire for her won out over his fear of Alexandra any day.
That was the last thought he had as they drifted off into sleep.