Gypsy Witch (5 page)

“Am I forgiven?” He caught her hand and tugged her toward him. “I really am sorry, you know. For everything. For rejecting you that night, for calling you phony… Everything.”

Elena eyed him. “I don’t know whether to believe in this new humility.”

“I’m for real, I swear. What do I have to do to convince you?”

She folded her arms across her breasts. Lucky breasts. She played with her topaz and considered.

He waited tensely, figuring that as long as golden flames didn’t shoot out of the magic stone, he was all right.

Jake returned and placed a friendly hand on her shoulder. “Everything okay?”

Elena eyed Jake, then Ben, and smiled flirtatiously. There was a hint of ferocity in that grin, Ben thought. She said, “I just figured out what you can do to convince me.”

Ben’s mouth dropped open and he struggled to recapture his composure. He’d thought he was halfway to convincing her that he wasn’t such a bad guy after all, and partway to weaseling his way back into her bed. But if he’d correctly guessed what she wanted…

“No way,” he said.

She shrugged. “Then I guess you don’t want me back badly enough.”

“What are you two talking about?” Jake asked.

She grinned and slid a palm down his chest while taking Ben’s hand. “This is what I’m talking about.”

Jake’s eyes rounded. “Cool!”

“Cool? Cool? What’s cool about it?” Ben demanded.

“Haven’t you ever done a threesome?” Jake asked. “It’s incredible. Of course, it’s better with two chicks—”

“Better for whom?” Elena asked.

“Are you telling me you’ve done this before?” Ben asked her. He felt as though his world had shifted off its axis too many times. First Elena was a real witch, and now…

“No, but I’ve always wanted to,” she said. “The opportunity just hasn’t, uh, arisen.” She glanced down at Jake’s crotch, where a tent had sprung up.

He tugged at his shorts. “It has now, as far as I’m concerned. What’s wrong, McCulloch, you scared?”

“I’m not scared of anything,” Ben snapped. “But, er, what about the kids?”

“They’ll be busy for hours,” Jake said. He pointed. “See?”

An impromptu softball game had started, and Ben could see that both Gina and Tom were playing. He could also see that the division chiefs were supervising.

“Wait here,” Elena said, walking over to the softball diamond. Ben watched the sway of her lush hips while trying to calm his mind. An uncomfortable silence fell between the two men as she talked with a couple of the parents.

She came back and reported, “We’re golden for at least two hours. Detective Ramos and her husband said that they’d watch the kids until four.” She looked from face to face, grinning. “So how about it?”

Ben shifted from one foot to the other. The idea of sharing Elena still bothered him, but this was Jake, who’d been his friend for years. They’d partnered when Polly was alive. After she’d been shot, Ben had taken a leave of absence and Jake had been reassigned. Otherwise they’d still be partners, he reckoned. They’d always gotten along. But they’d never shared the same woman. The closest they’d come to something like that was going to the same titty bar.

He eyed Jake, then Elena. They wore identical shit-eating grins.

“Okay, I guess. What do we do first?”

“My house is closest,” Elena said, laughing. She bounced across the lawn to Jake’s car, hips swinging, tits jumping, hair flying. Sexual energy popped off her like popcorn in a microwave.

The men followed at a slower pace. Jake asked Ben, “Does she happen to be on the Pill?”

“Oh yeah. Nothing to worry about.”

Jake closed his eyes and looked ecstatic. “Have I died and gone to heaven?”

Ben laughed. “Maybe. Uh, by the way, I know you see a lot of women… Have you been tested lately?”

“Oh, for sure. I test regularly. Nothing to worry about over here.”

After opening the passenger side door for Elena, Jake jumped into the driver’s seat without bothering to open the driver’s door of the convertible. He peeled out of the parking lot with a screech of tires. Ben slouched in the backseat. “Jeez, keep it quieter. Do you want the entire sheriff’s department knowing what we’re doing?”

“Who cares?” Elena asked breezily.

“If anything, they’re envious. What would you rather be doing—playing softball or fucking the sexiest woman in Sacramento?” Jake asked.

Elena grinned at Jake, acknowledging the compliment, then turned to shift her attention to Ben. “I’m gonna bang your brains out, big boy. You’re gonna regret you ever broke up with me, and one other thing…” She leaned closer. “You’re never gonna do it again.”

Ben felt his eyes widen. This sounded dangerously close to commitment.

She leaned back. “Not until I say so. It ain’t over until I say it’s over. Get the picture?”

Jake whistled through his teeth as he parked outside Elena’s cottage. “The lady’s getting feisty.”

She got out of the car and Ben quickly followed, taking the opportunity to slap Elena’s rump. “Yeah, and I know just what to do about that.”

She giggled as she ran up the path, jumped over the stairs to the porch and unlocked the door.

Inside, the cottage was unlit and dim. Ben grabbed her and hustled her into her bedroom while Jake followed. Once there, both men started ripping at her clothes. Jake knelt to unbutton her denim shorts while Ben pulled her tie-dyed T-shirt over her head, revealing a leopard-print bra. He deftly unsnapped the center catch, and her breasts bounced free. Her big, dark areolas crinkled in the cottage’s cooler air, the nipples pointing.

He tumbled her onto the bed and nested his face between her lush mounds, feeling as though he’d been away from home for a long, long time. Too damn long, and at that moment he knew with certainty that he had to do something…anything…everything to keep Elena in his life. He hoped this ménage would do the trick.

Ben raised his head to see Jake, still clothed, open her legs and creep forward to dive into her muff, attacking it like she was a banquet and he starving. Elena moaned, and Ben kissed her mouth while fondling and pinching her nipples. She tugged at his shorts and he pulled back to take them off for her.

While Jake continued to lash Elena’s lush pussy, she lay back and regarded Ben. “Strip for me, big boy.”

His chuckle was throaty, sexy. “Your wish is my command, babe.” He tugged his shirt off over his head, then rubbed it down his chest to his crotch, moving it suggestively up and down.

Ben had a barrel chest, thickly muscled and furred. She always liked the feel of his hard pecs rubbing against her breasts. But he didn’t seem inclined to pleasure her in that way, instead trailing his T-shirt over her breasts. Enjoying the sensation, she arched in response. He snapped the cloth like a whip and it caught her nipple with the merest flash of pain.

Surprised, she gasped, and Jake sucked harder, sliding a finger inside her as he tongued her clit. Ben dropped his T-shirt on the floor and ran his fingers up and down his fly, where his hard-on strained the fabric. She licked her lips, remembering how great his cock tasted.

She closed her eyes, smiled and reveled in the joy of the moment. As far as she was concerned, having two beautiful men make love to her was a dream come true. A wave of emotion swept her…did she love Ben?

Yes, she did. She did. She loved Ben despite his faults. Yes, his rejection had cut deep, but she believed that a large part of his reaction had been sheer surprise. Learning that magic was real so graphically while seeing your girlfriend whip up a storm on a midsummer night and defeat a monster…that was a lot to ask any man to immediately accept.

He’d grown. She’d seen how he was willing to extend himself, to grow as a man to have her. She respected the growth that his apology displayed and that participating in the ménage showed.

Maybe he’d changed and was a better person than the jerk who’d rejected her. She hoped that their separation had taught him that he needed her.

Only time would tell, and right at the moment she wanted to focus on the present. She opened her eyes to watch Ben unzip his shorts and take out his long, thick rod. Just seeing him so big and hard and ready for her made her pussy clench with need, shooting pleasure through her like fiery arrows.

Between her legs, Jake sucked her clit hard and curved his finger to stroke her G-spot. She squealed with surprise and delight, rushing toward an unexpectedly fast orgasm. It snapped through her hard and fast, leaving her energized but still needy.

He groaned and lifted his head. “You taste incredible.”

“Do I?” she asked, panting.

“Yeah,” Ben said. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“I wanna fuck that sweet pussy.” Jake stood and ripped his clothes off.

Elena thought her heart would stop from sheer delight. Ben and Jake stood naked in front of her, hard and ready to fulfill every sex fantasy she’d ever had. Dark and wickedly dangerous, Ben sported a hot red cock she knew could take her to ecstasy again and again.

And Jake…Jake blazed golden, like a sun god. If the tonguing he’d given her was any indication, he could sweep her to Nirvana and back. Her first instincts about him had been right. Jake was a man who knew and loved women. She didn’t mind partaking of his delights, but as a long-term prospect, Ben was her man, all the way.

If she was really lucky, this scene could be repeated. She clutched her topaz and sent her thanks and a prayer to the Great Goddess.

Strong hands gripped her ankles as Jake pulled her to the side of the bed and, without any additional foreplay, draped her legs over his shoulders and pushed his length into her, sinking all the way to her womb. Thunderbolts of pleasure zapped through her and she shrieked with surprise and ecstasy

Warmth and wetness enveloped her breasts. Ben was sucking and licking her. “I love your tits,” he muttered. “Your sexy nipples…like sweet, dark plums.”

She moaned, well on her way to her second orgasm of the afternoon. Jake pumped steadily, long hard thrusts that opened her moist channel, driving her higher and higher. Each surge was punctuated with a grunt.

As he kissed her breasts, Ben reached down to find her clit, caressing and plucking it. She felt impossibly sensitive and swollen, ready to explode, when Jake’s groans rose in pitch. He slapped her backside, grabbed her hip and held himself inside her channel as he spurted into her.

He collapsed over her moist body just as Ben yanked his hand out from between them, switching his attention to her mouth. He kissed her tenderly.

She hadn’t come again yet and wanted Ben’s hand back, but let Jake relax into his post-orgasmic bliss. She squeezed his sated cock with her pussy and he moaned, slipping to one side, eased by the sexy moisture they’d generated.

She turned away from Jake and faced Ben. It was now his time. “How do you feel?” she asked softly. She knew a lot of men couldn’t handle watching their woman taken by another.

He was stroking his length, smiling at her. “At first I wasn’t sure, but I saw what a great time you were having, and, you know, it’s Jake. My buddy. He’s had my back a hundred times. I trust him…and, baby, watching the two of you fucking was so hot. It was all I could do not to come all over your tits when you came.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Because I wasn’t ready yet. Maybe I want your hot mouth around my dick when I come. Maybe I’ll want your tight ass. Maybe it’ll be your pussy. Maybe it'll be—”

She jumped him, diving for his cock and taking him down her throat as fast as she could. He rolled her onto her back and went for her pussy, first licking her opening, then thrusting his tongue in deep. His tongue’s caresses after the hard ride Jake had given her felt wonderful, and knowing that Ben was eating his friend’s cream out of her cunt was equally amazing. It showed her that Ben could accept all of her—all of her neediness, all of her craziness.

With his cock in her mouth, she played with his ball sac while he wildly fucked her face, fingers digging into her hips as he ate her with happy moans. Her breasts, sensitive from his kisses and nips, rubbed against his hard body, and she started to peak again.

Ben slid a finger up her ass and she clenched around it as she came, ripping her mouth away from his rod to cry out. He pulled away, flipped her over, lifted her hips and drove into her pussy. She continued to come, writhing against the weight of his body as he banged her with one hand clenched in her hair and the other clasping her butt.

She was done, but wriggled against his thrusts, gripping him with her pussy to heighten his pleasure. His moans increased to long groans. He pulled out of her and again turned her over to come, spurting long ribbons of jism over her breasts.

She licked the shiny stuff off her nipples, smiling at him. She liked his flavor and didn’t want to lose a drop.

After they’d showered, Jake drove them back to the picnic. Weirdly enough, after an hour of insane sex play during which Elena’s entire world had changed, everything at Land Park was the same. She and Ben walked toward the softball diamond while Jake went to get beers.

Gina must have spotted them, because she came running over, followed by Tom. She eyed them. “Have you guys straightened your stuff out?” she asked.