Tangled Redemption (7 page)

She arched her back in an attempt to get that smack just
where she wanted—no needed it.

A couple of tails teased her breast. Her left knee. Her hip.
Now a couple of the tails curled around her waist and smacked her bottom.

But never her nipple or her cunt. She couldn’t stand it any
longer. “Do it!” she screamed, her eyes pressed shut, her hands clenched around
the chain and her toes curled against the metal footholds.

He stopped.

Her eyes popped open.

“The more you demand, the slower I will respond.”

Frustrated screams bubbled up from deep inside her, but she
swallowed them down. With a groan she unclenched her hands and released the
chains. “I understand.”

He scrutinized her. Then he continued his torture until she thought
she could not stand it for a second longer.

Smack!

Oh Jade, yes, exactly there. Her nipples.

Slap!

Her pussy.

Smack!

Jade, her clit.

Slap!

And her nipples again.

Now each touch launched her higher and higher onto a plateau
she had never before experienced. Pleasure curled in every cell, in every
breath.

Smack!

And the dam broke!

Pleasure so intense it threatened to drown her rolled
through her, under her, over her. It surrounded her.

Her vision grayed as she gave herself over. Just before her
lids dropped shut she caught Miguel’s gaze and the fire, the need blazing in
his black eyes made her explode again despite not having finished.

Tears poured down her cheeks.

It was too much. She knew it, but she didn’t mind.

Sydney welcomed unconsciousness.

* * * * *

Sydney came awake in a rush.

“Calm yourself. You passed out. We are still in my room.
Only a few minutes have passed,” Miguel said.

She took a deep breath. It would take a little longer for
her heartbeat to settle back down. She couldn’t believe she’d fainted in their
presence, that she allowed herself to be vulnerable and unaware.

Told you, slut, that’s what you are. Grab you between the
legs and you’ll do anything.

She flinched at Marius’ voice. Part of her knew he was
completely wrong, but look at her now. She was naked on Miguel’s bed. In his
arms.

“Here.”

A cold glass of water appeared before her. The condensation
dripped off the side and onto her hand. Sydney looked up and met Miguel’s gaze.
His black eyes burned with desire and need, but banked, no longer blazing close
to out of control.

He helped her to sit up, his arms around her guiding her
back from the edge. She shivered. Miguel pulled her closer and tucked the sheet
around her. His warmth helped. She took the glass and gulped down the water, completely
parched.

He took the empty glass, set it on the bedside table and
picked up a second.

She took it and drank, slower this time. Then she rubbed the
cold glass against her forehead. “Where’s Jayden?” Sydney was glad Miguel was
here to hold her, but she wanted Jayden beside her as well.

Miguel nodded at the narrow door. “Putting away my toys.”

Fire flared through her. The feel of the thick leather
against her skin, the heavy thud every time he hit her, she sharp sting against
her clit, her nipples. She swallowed and drank more water.

Jayden stepped into the room and locked the door behind him.
He came over to the bed and handed Miguel the key. The small gesture meant far
more, but Sydney was too tired to untangle the subtext. The metal key
disappeared back into Miguel’s pocket. His eyes met hers.

For a second she thought she caught genuine emotion in them,
but then the impassive mask slipped across his face again.

“Would you care for a bath?” Jayden asked.

She blinked. “Yes. Yes, I would.”

He nodded and disappeared into the bathroom.

“Have some chocolate.”

Sydney stared at the block Miguel held out to her.

“The sugar will help.”

With effort she lifted her hand and took a bite. He was
right. The chocolate melted in her mouth and added to the comfort of his
presence. Slowly but steadily she came back to herself.

Miguel stroked her hair, undemanding and giving her his
strength.

She cursed herself and her wayward emotions. What the Jade
was she doing? How could she experience comfort—no, more than comfort,
serenity—in the arms of her kidnapper? Before today keeping her emotions
separate from sex hadn’t been a struggle. And she had to start here? Before she
could fall deeper into anger and self-loathing Jayden appeared.

“The water is ready.” He smiled and helped her up. Sydney
wrapped the sheet around herself like an old Earth toga. So what if they’d seen
her naked? Didn’t mean she would shimmy around the room in her birthday suit.

He gave her a quick kiss on the forehead as he handed her
over to Miguel. “I’ll be back in a minute.” With a quick smile he marched out
of the room, the snick of the door closing and the lock snapping shut a sharp
reminder she was a prisoner, not an equal, not a treasured lover.

She wanted to kick herself but the idea of a bath was too
tempting.

Miguel’s gaze narrowed, but he wasn’t looking at her. He glared
at the space between them as if he saw something.

She paused and stared at the same piece of floor, but it
remained empty.

He blinked and if possible his blank face became even
blanker as she walked past him.

The bathroom was a surprise. She’d expected cold necessity,
but found a wide counter with two sinks, a huge synth-glass enclosed shower and
a jetted tub big enough to hold an orgy in. “Nice. I wasn’t expecting a spa.”

His right brow rose. “I am a warrior. My body is my weapon.
I need to be able to take care of it.”

Well, that took the wind out of her. Talk about a dampener.
But she needed that. Why did she keep forgetting he was a Feral Vampire? That
he was responsible for her being here in this situation?

The water steamed in the tub, the jets rumbling and whirling
the water around. Looking at the placement of the jets and the size of the tub
it held approximately seventy-five gallons. At the moment the jets probably
moved the water at a speed of seventeen gallons per minute.

Miguel’s hand on her shoulder interrupted her thoughts.
“Would you like salts or bubbles?”

She gaped at him. “Bubbles? You have bubble bath?”

He looked at her. “It is easy enough to manufacture.”

Fuck him. And the fucking impassive Santo Horse he rode in
on. “I like lemongrass and orange.” She dropped the sheet and stepped into the
perfectly warmed bath. With a groan she sat on the bench and allowed the jets
to pummel her. They weren’t aligned to perfectly hit the sore muscles in her
body, but then she was a few inches shorter than Miguel’s six foot three and
there were probably sixty to seventy pounds difference between her
one-thirty-two and what she estimated as his two-hundred-and-three pounds.

“Here is your bubble bath.”

Her eyes shot open and she cursed herself. This was the
second time in just a few minutes numbers had taken her away from the world
again. She couldn’t allow herself to drift like this. It was if her body knew
she was safe and allowed her brain to take a step away from reality to give her
time to process.

But she wasn’t safe. Far from it.

Miguel dumped a load of soap into the tub. It fizzed and
swirled around her body, the scent of lemon and orange circling around her.
He’d found the perfect combination. “Thank you.”

Their gazes met and the darkness lifted the tiniest bit. He
nodded. “Is there anything else you require right now?”

“Access to StarNet.”

He raised his brow.

Well, it had been worth a try. “If not access to StarNet I
need a comp stripped of its outside connectivity to access books and movies. I
am guessing I will be here for a while and I don’t like just sitting around.”
And the comp might give her opportunity to access her files. Communication
would be out of the question. He would watch her too closely. But she would
continue her work as long as she could.

He nodded again. “Materials will be supplied.” With that he
turned around and walked away from her.

Sydney stared at the closed door. She didn’t hear anything
else, but a moment later she knew he had left the suite, knew he was no longer
close.

She had no idea how she knew. Groaning she rubbed her face.
Her two men confused the hell out of her. And what was she thinking, referring
to them as hers?

She wondered if Miguel had seen the shimmering light between
them. The connection that faded in and out was only there for a few seconds.
But when it was there it connected the two of them like a rope. A beautiful
rope shining with every different red under the sun. A rope that reminded her
of her wings.

One of the most beautiful things she had ever seen in her
life.

And it linked her to a killer.

A killer who sold people like meat. The killer who was about
to destroy the difficult peace between Humans and Vampires and push the
universe into a war it would probably never recover from.

A killer who for some stupid and ridiculous reason had
settled in her heart in a way she grew more and more certain would require a
knife to cut him out.

A day and a half later Jayden sat in the now familiar chair
and watched as Miguel drove their woman to the edge and beyond. Yes, he
understood that this was supposed to be a competition, but in his mind the
three of them had become a triad. He couldn’t imagine this scene with either of
them missing.

That would not be right.

And he should not be sitting here thinking about this. He
should be coming up with plans to kill Nasir. This was the longest he had been
on base since joining Nasir’s band of freaks. Before now he’d been constantly
on the move. Removing obstacles and rearranging the playing field in Nasir’s
favor. Or so Nasir thought.

Finally he was close to the monster, had the potential to
end it all and instead he sat here devouring both Miguel and Sydney with his
eyes, hands and lips. Or at least Sydney. Miguel had hinted, but they hadn’t
taken that next step.

He hadn’t completely abandoned his duties. He’d found the
body of the human male Nasir had fed off and analyzed his blood. The results
were disturbing. The male had traces of a toxin in his system. It should have
killed Nasir after he’d finished drinking the male’s blood.

Instead Nasir was still walking about as if nothing could
hurt him. And maybe nothing could.

That was not a pleasant thought at all, but the evidence
appeared to be stacking up that way. There had been a few attempts on Nasir’s
life, but none had even made a dent in the other Vampire. That was why Jayden
had not yet made his move. He had no trouble with dying for his mission, with
giving his life in exchange for the universe’s survival, but so far he had no
plan that had even a fifty percent success rate. And he wasn’t about to attack
until he had at least that.

Sydney moaned.

His cock throbbed. It hadn’t completely gone down since he
kissed her and sucked her nipples for the first time. No matter how many times
he jerked off it wasn’t enough.

He wanted more. He wanted his cock sliding deep into her wet
pussy. Wanted to have her suck him off while he devoured Miguel. Wanted to watch
Miguel pounding into her while he was tied and couldn’t participate.

But instead they had been taking turns.

Because this was supposed to be a competition.

At the moment Miguel had Sydney suspended in midair, her
ankles and wrists bound to the cold metal. This time he’d used rope, not
fur-lined cuffs. The rough material scraped her sensitive skin, but she didn’t
seem to mind, going by how much she twisted in her bonds.

Miguel swung the heavy flogger with an experienced twist of
his wrist. Tears slid down her cheeks, but they weren’t because of physical
pain. Jayden felt her emotional pain, the knowledge that she had trusted the
man who had nearly killed her, the humiliation that she didn’t see the way he
manipulated situations and people. And with the help of the heavy leather
smacking against her ass and upper thighs she could finally release some of it.

And this kind of connection should be impossible. He’d seen
the link between Sydney and Miguel, fluttering in and out of sync. No one but
the two lifemates involved should be able to see the growing connection.
Somehow he had become part of their bond, but not really. He could see the tie
between them, experience flashes of what they felt, but he was not an active
part of it. And that killed him.

Fuck it.
Watching wasn’t working any longer.

Jayden pulled a small bottle out of the bag beside his
chair, rose and strode to the arch. Miguel’s brow rose. He studied Jayden and
finally nodded.

Jayden sank to his knees before Sydney and put his mouth to
her cunt.

She expelled a rasping groan.

The spot just above her clit was still one of her sweet
spots, one that drove her insane. He flattened his tongue and rubbed that
section of skin while teasing her pussy with the tip of his finger. He stroked
his other hand up her torso and circled her nipple.

Sydney writhed in her bindings. For a moment Jayden wondered
if Miguel was versed in the art of Kinbaku, the art of rope bondage. If he was
it would add another layer of pleasure. Then that thought disappeared as she
thrust her hips against his mouth and grew more vocal.

Jayden tightened his circles around her areola until he
finally rubbed the hard tip between thumb and finger. He lifted his face and
threw Miguel a quick glace.

The other Vampire nodded again and continued to swing the
flogger in the same heavy rhythm that propelled her to the brink.

Jayden returned to the delicious feast before him and used
finger and tongue to thrust deep inside her. He withdrew his finger with a
slight curl that stroked across her G-spot.

Moisture gathered, but still he ignored the clit, only
teasing the skin surrounding it. He wanted her complete surrender.

She screamed.

There it was. He responded immediately and surrounded the
tight bundle of nerves with his lips. She came as soon as he started to suck,
but both Jayden and Miguel continued their tender assault.

She was so fucking responsive Jayden knew they could bring
her at least one more time, if not two.

He rubbed his juice-coated finger along her perineum and
then circled her anus. She stiffened slightly, but the gush of moisture that
greeted his tongue as he thrust inside her pussy belied her response.

He looked up at her, his face coated in her essence, his
finger circling and rubbing against her tender opening. “I am going to push my
finger in your ass. I think it is beyond time that we added this to the
repertoire. How else will Miguel and I fit into your sweet body at the same
time?”

Her eyes widened and hazed over. Miguel swung the flogger
three, four more times, focusing on the tender skin of her ass and upper thigh
before setting it aside. “I do believe Jayden is on to something here.” He
walked over to a medium-sized chest he’d settled on the bed when he’d brought
the floggers out of his room.

Sydney tried to follow him with her eyes, but her position
made it impossible for her to see.

Jayden didn’t know what the other Vampire had planned but
knew she would love it. Miguel had an incredible ability to read her body. Jayden
gently pushed the tip of his finger into her anus, ensuring he rubbed against
the sensitive nerve endings that covered that entrance.

She panted, her hands clenched around the rope.

He licked across her entrance as he continued to tease her
back door. Then he removed both face and finger. “Now, we need to make sure
that you are properly prepared. We only want the good kind of pain.”
Unfortunately that included his rock-hard cock chafing in its confinement once
again, but he had an idea that he hoped would alleviate that pressure sooner
rather than later.

Sydney whimpered, attempting to move against the bindings
but unable to do so. Her eyes widened when he pulled the small bottle out of
his pocket and poured lubricant into his palm. “Your juices are sweet, but lube
is a necessity.” He dipped the finger and thumb of his other hand into the
gooey liquid and watched her watch him stretch it between his two digits.
“There we are, nice and heavy, just right for some ass play.” He looked behind
her and grinned. “Looks like Miguel is joining the party.” He didn’t tell her
what the man held in his hand.

She would find out soon enough.

Fire blazed through him. There was no stopping it, no easing
it. Miguel knew he could take her, knew she would not deny him or Jayden,
especially not once she was on the brink. But he didn’t want to push her. He
wanted her to tell him—Jade, tell them—she was ready to take this bizarre
relationship that started as a competition and had now turned into something
else to the next level.

Seeing Jayden kneel before her, seeing Sydney tied and
writhing in pleasure, was the fulfillment of a fantasy. It was as if his imagination
had come to life.

Tomorrow morning they would have to face Nasir.

Miguel didn’t know what their leader had planned, but he
knew it couldn’t be good. For any of them.

But there were a few hours before they had to face whatever
disaster awaited them and he planned to savor those as much as he could.
Starting now.

He set the anal wand on edge of the bed, still outside of
Sydney’s view. Jayden’s eyes gleamed with need and agreement. The other Vampire
continued to tease and prepare her with his well-lubed fingers.

But it wasn’t quite enough for Miguel.

He stepped in front of Sydney and captured her gaze. Her aquamarine
eyes were unfocused and her pupils dilated. He held up the little box in his
hand. It took her a moment to focus, especially as Jayden added another finger.
“Your nipples are very sensitive, Sydney.”

Her eyes widened.

He lifted the lid. “I wonder how you will respond to these
little beauties.” He lifted the gold nipple clamps.

She moaned, squirming against her ties. He checked them. She
would carry marks on her wrists and ankles, a reminder of her submission and
pleasure, but nothing permanent.

Miguel moved those last few inches until his legs framed
Jayden’s massive body. Miguel leaned forward and licked across her nipple. As
always her response was instantaneous. The tight peak hardened even more. He
sucked it with short sharp sucks before moving to the other nipple.

He had to clench his teeth before he could repeat his
actions. Standing as close to her as he did meant Jayden was squeezed between
them. Every time he licked her pussy he moved his head and rubbed against
Miguel’s raging cock.

It was an unexpected pleasure, but one he didn’t want to
forgo. Instead he circled her nipple and then sucked it into the wet heat of
his mouth.

Sydney cried out, the cry turning into a scream when he set
the first and then the second nipple clamp onto her beautiful hard tips.

“Jayden,” Miguel said.

The other Vampire looked up from the delicious pussy he had
been devouring, torturing him with added movement against Miguel’s hard penis.
Miguel welcomed the sensations racing through him, but kept his expression
impassive.

“Yes, Miguel?” Jayden’s rough voice licked over his skin.

“Use the wand.”

Jayden nodded, once again using every opportunity to touch
Miguel. “As you wish.”

Miguel clenched his jaw. Those were three of his favorite
words. He leaned far enough back to give the big Vampire room to move. Jayden
slid along him, touching wherever he could. Miguel promised himself he would
return the favor at the earliest opportunity.

Funny how the competitor had become a…friend was too early…a
companion? Definitely someone Miguel wanted to fuck and someone who helped to
please Sydney. Despite their distrust outside the bedroom their only goal in
here was to bring Sydney pleasure.

Jayden picked up the glass anal wand with its graduating
ripples and flared base. He lubricated the top half and then knelt behind
Sydney.

Miguel moved until he stood perpendicular to her, allowing
him to caress her front while observing Jayden’s ministrations at the same time.
He rested his flat palm on her quivering stomach and kissed her neck. Jayden
slowly pushed the first and smallest bead of the anal wand inside her. Miguel
cupped her wet pussy and gently rubbed the ball of his thumb across her clit.
Not with enough pressure to bring her, but with enough force to distract her
from the anal wand driving inside her.

When Jayden moved on to the second and slightly wider bead,
Miguel nipped her neck.

Her groans grew louder and louder, her breathing more and
more uneven. He loved how vocal she was. When he saw pleasure turning to
discomfort he opened the first clamp and thrust two fingers inside her.

She screamed. Her orgasm pulsed around his fingers.

Jayden used her euphoric state and pushed the third bead
inside her.

Miguel opened the second clamp, continued to plunge his
fingers in and out of her and sucked on her first nipple.

A shiver ran through her whole body. She squeezed his
fingers inside her but only whimpered.

With great care Jayden moved the top half of the wand in and
out of her.

“No more,” she whimpered.

Miguel leaned forward and kissed her. Despite her exhaustion
she responded with fire and passion. “One more,” he whispered against her lips.
“You can take one more.” He licked her lower lip before thrusting inside her
mouth. She rubbed her tongue against his and nodded when he pulled back.

He gestured to Jayden who pushed one more bead deep inside
her while at the same time Miguel circled and tapped her clit.

She exploded one more time, just as he knew she would.

He had never been with a more responsive woman. A woman who
was open to being taken beyond her boundaries and exploring what else there
was.

For a moment he wished circumstances were different. For a
moment he wished he had not spent the last five years in hell trying to get
where he was now.

For one moment Miguel Calatrave wished for redemption.

But then he remembered the atrocities he was responsible for
and buried that wish.

Deep.

Sydney hung in midair only held up by the ropes attaching
her to the frame. The world still spun so she closed her eyes.

Jayden removed the bat he’d shoved up her ass and pressed a
soft kiss to her lower back as he undid the ropes around her ankles.

Miguel wrapped an arm around her waist and held her as he
removed the ropes from her wrists. She slumped against him, too tired and still
feeling as if her whole body had dissolved into particles that now traversed
the universe. The Spaniard lifted her with ease. She rested her head against
his shoulder, knowing he—they would look after her.

After every mind-blowing encounter, after every time they
drove her so far beyond her comfort zone it wasn’t even in the same galaxy
anymore, they cared for her.