Wrath's Storm: A Masters' Admiralty Novel Mari Carr (great books of all time .txt) 📖

Walt didn’t wait for Annalise to follow his directions. Instead, he shifted, moving until Annalise was caged beneath him.

Jakob watched as Walt kissed Annalise, their tongues touching. They remained that way for a few minutes, neither of them in a hurry to move to the next part. And Jakob, for his part, loved watching them.

Eventually, Walt slowly started maneuvering his way down her body, kissing her neck, licking a trail between her breasts, then sucking her nipples into his mouth.

Jakob continued watching them, even as he walked away from the bed backwards.

His actions caused Walt to lift his head.

“Jakob?”

Jakob smiled. “Getting lube and condoms from my bag. I picked them up earlier when we went to get Annalise’s sling.”

“Oh yeah? Carry on then. And while you’re at it, undress.”

Damn. Walt had been happy to let Jakob take the lead in the bedroom thus far, but the doctor’s husky voice issuing that demand of his own sent so much blood to regions south that Jakob actually felt dizzy.

Walt held his gaze for just a moment and Jakob could almost hear the words “look sharp” in his expression. Jakob unfastened his jeans and pushed them off.

Satisfied he was being obeyed, Walt lowered his head once more to play with Annalise’s breasts.

Once he was naked, Jakob retrieved what he’d purchased at the pharmacy and returned to their side. He tossed the condoms onto the nightstand, then uncapped the tube of lubrication.

He paused and took a deep breath. This moment, these wonderful, amazing people, what was about to happen…it felt almost surreal. If he was prone to fits of fancy, he’d pinch himself.

Then he grinned, reached over, and pinched Walt’s ass.

Walt didn’t even bother to look back at him, though he did release Annalise’s nipple with a pop. “Don’t make promises your dick’s not willing to cash.”

Jakob laughed. Loudly. Joyfully.

For the first time in his life, he dialed his control all the way back to zero and set himself free.

Tonight, he was their Jakob. And he was exactly who and where he wanted to be.

Chapter Nineteen

Walt groaned when he felt the mattress dip next to his knee, a sign that Jakob was ready to join the party.

Annalise shifted slightly, trying to look over Walt’s shoulder.

“You’ve got a bit of voyeur in you,” Walt teased.

Annalise nodded, not bothering to deny it. “I like to watch.”

“Then watch,” Jakob said. “Sit up with your back against the headboard, but keep those legs spread open wide.”

Walt helped Annalise shift into position, aware it was still too painful for her to put much weight on her injured shoulder. She ran her hand over his head as he bent it to place a closed-mouth kiss against each of her inner thighs.

“Tease,” she whispered, her breathing suddenly more rapid.

Walt glanced up at her and winked. He’d intended to lower his head and give her a much more intimate kiss, but he stilled when he felt Jakob’s hand on his ass.

“You’ve done this before?” Jakob asked. “This way?”

Walt nodded, understanding Jakob’s question. In his affair with the other doctor, he’d been the bottom as well. “Yeah. This way.”

Jakob moved until he was kneeling behind Walt, who pushed upwards to give Annalise a quick kiss.

“You’re gorgeous,” Walt murmured.

“I have two black eyes,” Annalise said, laughing softly.

“Walt’s right,” Jakob added. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.”

Annalise didn’t respond, but her slight blush and pleased smile said it all. “I thought I was getting a show.”

Walt returned to his previous position, on his hands and knees, his face just above her pussy. “Not just a show.” He bent down and ran his tongue along her slit as Annalise opened her legs farther, a soft “oh” escaping her lips.

Walt continued to stroke her with his tongue, teasing her clit with the tip of it, before circling the opening to her body. Her soft sighs and whispered “yes” drove him on. She was wet and hot and it would take very little to draw out her first orgasm.

Walt had just determined to make that a reality when he stilled, something cold on his ass taking him by surprise.

He groaned loudly when Jakob worked that cold lube into his ass with one thick finger. After several thrusts, he added a second.

“Sweet Jesus, Jakob,” he breathed. “You heard the ‘seven, eight years’ part, right?”

Jakob paused briefly. “You want it soft and sweet, Walt? Or are you gonna let me fuck you the way I want to?” His voice deepened further. “The way you need?”

Walt rested his head briefly on Annalise’s stomach. He’d always wanted to experience rough sex—something he hadn’t done with his previous two lovers—and somehow Jakob, a man he’d only known for a few days, had figured that out.

“Take me hard,” Walt said at last, lifting his head and glancing over his shoulder at Jakob.

He expected Jakob to smile. After all, the man had become more free with those sexy grins over the course of the day. But Jakob didn’t smile. Instead, his expression was one of lust, of determination, of hunger.

Annalise cupped Walt’s face, pulling it around until he looked at her. She leaned forward to kiss him before leaning back once more and waving her hand, the gesture so regal, so like a queen on her throne that he couldn’t help but laugh when she said, “Continue.”

And like the perfect, obedient subject, he opened her mons with the thumb and forefinger of one hand and sucked her clit into his mouth. Like Jakob, he didn’t go the soft and sweet route. Instead, he took her exactly as he wanted. As he sucked on her clit, he drove two fingers inside her and, just as he’d thought, Annalise came quickly, after no more than half a dozen rough thrusts.

“Oh my God,” she cried out, her back arching, pushing her breasts forward. Jakob reached over with the hand not buried in Walt’s ass to grasp one, stroking the nipple, the action—along with Walt’s continued ministrations below her waist—drawing out her orgasm.

Walt