Blake, Abby - Stolen [Altered Destinies 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (5 page)

Several hours later, he limped into the room, leaving his crutches outside so he wouldn’t risk upsetting any of the machinery keeping Dana alive. Sandra looked up, smiling a little in greeting as she saw him. Grabbing Dana’s chart from the end of the bed, Jason quickly familiarized himself with her current condition and read and reread the report from the initial surgery.

Holly hell! Seven bullets in the upper body. Jason had never known anyone to survive the trip to the hospital with such severe injuries, let alone endure this long. He read how several bullets had passed clear through her chest, deflating her lungs and nicking the side of her heart. He read how they dug out three bullets from her rib cage, two of them lodged in rib bone as they smashed through her back and tried to push past her sternum and the third removed from a vertebrae in her neck. He even read in between the lines of the doctor’s report, understanding the information not written down. Even if a miracle occurred and she survived, her chances of being the same person were zero. She’d probably never regain the ability to breathe on her own, and any better recovery was unimaginable.

He fumbled for Dana’s hand, his eyes watering as his gaze made contact with Sandra’s tired eyes. His nose burned as he tried to hold back the tears, his head aching with the intensity of his anguish. Dana, the sister he’d never met but felt like he knew through Sandra, was gone, even as the machines pumped air into her body, the woman they’d known and loved was gone forever.

He lost track of the time as he held his sister’s hand, his thoughts swirling with questions and ideas, desperately trying to think of any procedures or research he’d read that could help the woman who lay so lifeless in front of him.

The door opened a crack as Cody contacted him by telepathy. He and Bec had been trying to help Jason develop the ability as a way to pass the time while his ankle healed and they awaited official reinstatement to active duty.

“Do you need anything?”
he sent to Jason’s mind.

“A miracle would be nice,”
he thought despondently before he could stop himself. Cody smiled sadly at him as he backed away from the door and let it fall closed.

* * * *

Jason had managed to hold himself together through a quiet conversation with his sister, Theresa, and her husbands, Caleb and Ethan. The whole time he’d been trying desperately to shield his thoughts about Dana’s hopeless situation. He’d stayed upright as he talked to the hospital doctors, falling back on professional detachment as he discussed Dana’s condition in more detail. He’d kept his anger and his rage in check as they traveled the two hours on the highway heading back to the apartment, but when he finally made it into the sanctuary of Cody’s and Bec’s living room, he lost it.

Lost his control, lost his temper, lost his hope.

Items started thrashing around the room, the smaller contents swirling in the air like they were caught in a hurricane. Larger items joined them as his rage peaked, the sound of glass breaking joining the chaos.

He was barely aware of the people beside him, hardly noticed the arms that pulled at him, the voices screaming at him to stop. His temper continued to rage as he released a lifetime’s worth of pent-up anger on Cody’s and Bec’s apartment.

Small hands grabbed his face, pulled his head down, and soft lips kissed him gently. She deepened the kiss as he responded, pushing her tongue past his teeth, dueling with his, sliding past the sob that escaped him.

His arms lifted her against him, pressing her ass with his big hands, pushing her pussy against his hardening cock. She whimpered as he turned awkwardly on one leg and pressed her against the door, pushing her skirt up and wrapping her legs around his waist as his rock-hard erection pressed against her heat.

He was about to undo his jeans, about to plunge into her wet pussy and take her hard and fast, when sanity returned. He pressed his forehead against hers as he let her legs drop down to the floor. Taking a deep, unsteady breath he tried to apologize but was thwarted by her hand over his mouth.

“Don’t,” she admonished. “I was with you every step of the way,” she admitted quietly.

He felt Cody’s confusion, belatedly remembering the other man’s presence. He turned to make eye contact, trying to find the words to apologize.

“Don’t,” Cody echoed his partner’s words as Jason tried to talk. “I’m just glad you stopped wrecking the place.”

Jason glanced around him at the destruction, barely able to believe what his eyes were telling him. “I did this?” he asked bewildered.

“Yep, looks like you have a lot more in common with your sisters than we first thought,” Cody said casually as he returned the sofa to its upright position. “Come on. Take a seat while I get us some coffee. I think we have a few things we all need to discuss.”

Bec helped him over to the couch and then busied herself tidying up the disaster area that was once their living room. Jason adjusted his cock again, dismayed that despite everything happening right now he still had no control over his body’s reaction to Bec’s nearness. Bec had righted most of the furniture and was sweeping up the broken glass when Cody returned carrying a tray with three coffees.

Taking a seat at the opposite end of the sofa, Cody patted the middle for Bec to sit between them. Hesitantly, she set aside the broom and joined them on the couch, pressing herself deeply into the cushion so she could see both men.

* * * *

“Bec,” Cody said, swallowing a little as his courage fled. “I need to know what you’re feeling. I can feel your attraction to both of us, and I can feel Jason’s attraction to you.”

He held her gaze for a moment, daring her to deny the undeniable, but broke eye contact when he lost his nerve, suddenly fearful of the words that may follow. They’d been skirting around each other’s sexual attraction for months now, their affection for each other obvious, but since Jason had joined them, he’d noticed the same emotions emanating from Jason and Bec somehow intensifying, not diminishing the attraction between himself and Bec.

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice cracking and her eyes filling with tears. “I’m attracted to both of you, and I know it’s wrong, but I can’t separate my feelings between you.” She closed her eyes, twin tracks of tears flowing down her face and dripping off her chin. Both men went to comfort her, each hesitating as he saw the other’s movement.

Jason went to sit back, allowing Cody to pull her into his arms, but Cody speared him with his gaze, shifting Bec so that she was pressed up against Jason’s chest and wrapped in his embrace.

“Sweetheart, look at me,” Cody ordered quietly. She opened her eyes, and he lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her gently, the soft rub of his lips unhurried, undemanding. Sitting back so he could see both of their faces clearly, he said, “Jason and I both want you to be happy, and if it takes both of us to do that, then I’m sure we can figure something out.”

Two sets of confused eyes gazed at him, making him chuckle out loud. It was a ridiculous situation, really. Here he was, offering the woman he loved to another man simply because she needed them both. It helped that he and Jason had forged a friendship in the past few days. Mutual respect had solidified into a closeness he didn’t even share with his own brother. He tried to explain what was in his head and his heart, but Bec saved him the trouble when she lifted her face to his and kissed him deeply. Her tongue sought his in the same type of demanding kiss she’d laid on Jason just minutes ago.

When they came up for air, Jason tried to ask questions, but Bec silenced him as well, turning her attention to his mouth until Cody lifted her into his arms.

“Time to take this somewhere more comfortable.”

He turned and strode out of the room, Bec held tightly against his chest.

Chapter Six

Jason sat a moment on the sofa, stunned at the strange turn of events and again unsure of his place in all of this. His cock strained against his jeans, his body very clearly telling him where he wanted to be.

“Come on, Jase,”
Bec called to him telepathically.
“Don’t overthink it. Please just be with me and forget everything else for a while.”

Jason grabbed his crutches, levering himself up and moving toward Bec’s bedroom. As he entered the room he watched from the doorway as Cody kissed her, then lifted her dress over her head as he walked her backward. Her knees hit the mattress, and with a soft smile she fell onto the bed. Cody looked over at him, probably sensing his disquiet as Bec levered herself up onto one elbow and held her hand out in invitation.

Something unraveled in Jason’s chest. A need to be included, a need to be part of something special, and he found himself moving toward her, awkwardly removing his clothes as he neared the bed. He sat beside her as she helped him to pull his T-shirt over his head then lowered her hands to remove his jeans. She moved off the bed to get the denim over his cast and then pushed him onto his back as she straddled his hips and kissed him like the world was about to end. On and on she kissed him as she writhed against his hard cock, straining to get closer.

Cody’s hands smoothed over her shoulders, pushing the bra he’d undone over her arms, releasing her plump breasts. Jason groaned as they brushed against his chest, his cock straining against the cotton of his boxer shorts. She crawled higher up his body, clasping their hands together and stretching his arms over his head, her breasts swinging near his face until he latched on to one, sucking it into his mouth and worrying the nipple with his teeth. She cried out at the same time he felt Cody lift her slightly so he could remove her underwear. Then he pressed a condom into Jason’s hand.

Still greedily sucking her breast, Jason managed to rip open the little packet and sheath himself with the condom. Bec quickly fit her body to his and impaled herself on his cock. He released her nipple, groaning his ecstasy as the walls of her pussy rippled around his engorged flesh, the sensation more intense, more amazing than he’d ever known.

Jason gripped her hips, lifting her higher and then plunging himself back into her welcoming heat. He ground his teeth as his orgasm raced to claim him. It had been too long, way too long, and he wasn’t going to last. He kissed her hard as he anchored her hips to him and pumped into her a few times more before he exploded. He barely registered that Bec was coming as well until he felt her tight pussy spasm around his cock, milking the last of his cum.

She collapsed onto his body, her head tucked under his chin. They breathed heavily for a few moments, and then Bec’s breath hitched as he felt Cody lift her off him and roll her under his body.

Cody kissed her hungrily. Jason could feel his intense need to claim the woman who had become the center of both their worlds. Bec kissed him fiercely, maybe sensing his need also. Cody pushed straight into her, then held still for a moment. Bec moaned as he lifted her knees over his arms, pushing his cock deeper into her dripping pussy.

Jason rolled onto his side, his hand gently caressing the breast nearest to him. He lowered his head to take the stiff nub into his mouth as Bec writhed against them both, desire tightening her muscles. Cody pulled back, pounding into her harder and harder as Jason found her clit and pressed it rhythmically, smiling when Bec let out a loud groan as her climax drew nearer.

* * * *

Cody watched Bec gasp for breath, writhing beneath them both. He lifted her legs higher against him, pressed into her harder, forcing her body into overload. She screamed as her orgasm hit, her body bouncing against the mattress as she moaned her release. Cody stiffened as her pussy clenched him, her entire body shaking in ecstasy, pulling him over the edge with her.

As his orgasm claimed him, he kissed her softly, reverently. Carefully he lowered himself onto her body, knowing he was too heavy for her but wanting for just a moment to imprint his shape onto hers. He felt Jason move, claiming her hand in his own, pressing kisses to her knuckles.

Slowly pulling his cock out of her body, Cody levered himself off her, kissing her gently on the lips before he moved away. He walked to the bathroom, quickly disposed of the condom, and returned to find Bec asleep in Jason’s arms.

“I think we wore her out,” Jason said with a small smile, still seeming a little uncomfortable with the situation. Cody sat on the edge of the bed, running his hand through Bec’s hair.