by Dana Delamar
When Carter bent his knees and drew his legs farther apart, I thought it was to give himself more leverage to thrust against me. That was until I heard the deep guttural groan that rumbled from his chest. A flush raced up his neck and reddened his cheeks, and with glazed eyes, he watched Riley over my shoulder.
“God, Rye. Fucking move,” he complained.
I whipped my head around and sucked in a breath. Riley stood at the foot of the bed, his erection half buried in Carter’s bottom. One of Carter’s legs rested on Riley’s shoulder, while the other, Riley held away from his body with a hand on Carter’s muscled thigh. The man was splayed open, bared to Riley’s view... and now mine.
Riley’s gaze met mine and locked.
He looked gorgeous and powerful as he penetrated Carter more fully with a swing of his hips. His shaft disappeared with each forward movement, Carter’s hole gripping it tightly. Desire speared through me, setting my flesh on fire. My own bottom clenched with a deep-seated need to be filled.
When an involuntary moan escaped my lips, Riley reached between my legs to grip Carter’s shaft. “Take him in, sweetheart. Let Carter feel what I felt last time we were all together.”
Shifting to face Carter, who had stopped playing with my breasts, I lifted my hips up and lowered myself over his thick erection. My muscles stretched with each additional inch, and there were many, until he was fully inside me.
“Oh, God,” I said, reaching for Carter. Heat radiated from my core as I flushed and trembled, overwhelmed by the depth of his penetration.
Carter pulled me down until I was resting on his chest. “You feel so damn good, Paige,” he whispered. Capturing my lips in a searing kiss, he explored every surface of my mouth with his tongue in an erotic dance that left me breathless.
Hands parting my butt cheeks startled me out of the kiss. Carter smiled. “Relax. Let Riley get you ready.”
My belly quivered with fear and, yes, with anticipation too. “Hold me?” I asked Carter.
“Always.”
When a finger slipped inside my bottom, I hissed and Carter kissed me again. It was slow, sweet, and incredibly tender. My heart ached with love for him. And pretty soon, my vision blurred with tears.
Carter pulled back and searched my face. He must have found what he was looking for, because he slid his arms down my back to grip my bottom. With one cheek in each hand, he squeezed and ground against me, even as a second finger entered me.
Our movements began to take on a rhythm, one echoed in Carter’s groans. Peeking over my shoulder, I saw that Riley was still inside Carter. “You’re surprisingly coordinated,” I said, biting back a moan as he pushed a third finger into me.
He grinned. “It gets even better.”
Riley gently moved his fingers in and out, shivers tearing through me at the decadent sensations his touch aroused. I could barely concentrate. Still, there was something I needed to understand. “I thought you were a bottom.”
“I’m many things.”
“But always...” Carter’s words were interrupted by a grunt as Riley gave a sharp thrust. “...in command. Bottoming isn’t about being submissive. As you’ve no doubt noticed, Riley’s the dominant partner, regardless of what position he takes.”
Carter’s assertion took me back to the erroneous conclusions I’d made that day at the spa. I’d assumed, because of his size and because he’d been the one to “pitch” as it were, that Carter was the dominant partner. Boy, had I gotten things twisted around.
“You got it, babe.” Riley smoothed his free hand down Carter’s raised leg and lightly squeezed his sac.
Carter’s reaction was explosive. His back arched despite my weight pressing him into the mattress. “Stop. Oh, God. Stop. You’re gonna make me come.”
Relenting, Riley gripped the base of Carter’s shaft and held it tightly. His knuckles pressed against my clitoris in a way I was certain was no accident. I pushed down on his hand and moaned at the additional pressure. It felt heavenly.
“Please, Riley,” I begged. “I need you now.”
Riley pulled out of Carter, who grumbled his dissatisfaction as he lowered his feet to the bed. Grinning, Riley gave a little tug to Carter’s sac, eliciting another groan from him. Then he tore off the condom to quickly replace it with a fresh one, which he generously slathered with lubricant.
Holding my shoulders, Carter turned me around. “Ready?” he asked, concern evident in his eyes.
I lowered myself to fully rest against his chest and brought my lips next to his ear. “Will it hurt?” I whispered.
“A little at first. Breathe through it and try to keep your ass as relaxed as possible.”
With one hand at my back and the other around my waist, Carter cradled me against him. His lips touched my neck where he nibbled the spot under my ear that drove me mad.
At the same time, I began to feel an intense pressure in my bottom.
“Breathe,” Carter reminded me.
I struggled to obey him and directed my focus on his jaw. On his ear. I bit and licked, lavishing him with my love.
There was a sharp pain, and then relief, followed by the most curious sliding sensation, and then I felt the warmth of Riley’s flesh against my bottom and back. “Is this it?” I asked between gasps.
“Now is when the fun starts,” Riley said into my ear. His cheek brushed my earlobe, and I could tell he was smiling.
“How do you feel?” Carter asked.
Biting my lip, I took a moment to evaluate my body. Both men were completely buried inside me. It was extraordinary really. I’d never felt so full before. So close to anyone else. “Like I’m going to explode if one of you doesn’t start moving,” I said as the sensations became too much. My urgent tone had them both chuckling. Not at all the response I was hoping for.
Riley held me tightly as he withdrew from me almost completely, then sank into me again. There was that odd gliding, then the feeling of being full to bursting.
“Your turn,” Riley said to Carter.
Inhaling deeply, Carter first withdrew, then pressed on my lower back as he pushed back up into me. My breath cut off sharply when the head of his erection rubbed against something deep inside me. The pleasure arrowing through my body was stronger, more intense than usual.
Wide-eyed, I raised my head and looked at Carter. “Oh wow.”
Riley lightly slapped my bottom. “And that’s just the start, sweetheart.”
“There’s more?”
“Oh yeah.” Carter’s eyes sparkled. “Hold on.”
Not wanting to disappoint, I clutched his shoulders and forced myself to stay loose, ready for anything my two lovers did to me.
The wait was short. Riley pulled out while Carter pushed in, and then they reversed directions. I could feel them moving inside me, bringing life to nerve-endings in places I didn’t know existed.
“Oh! Oh!” I cried out as mind-numbing bliss consumed me. Although my eyes were open, I couldn’t see anything. My entire existence was centered on my body and the delicious feelings flooding me.
A finger circled my clitoris, then pressed against it. And before I knew it, I was flying. Worlds collided. Colors exploded. My body contracted around the two shafts filling me so utterly, so completely.
Carter let out a deep grunt, and Riley’s warmth covered my back. His hands left my hips and locked onto Carter’s biceps. He pushed into me again. His warm breath feathered my shoulder as he moaned, the sound triggering another delicious aftershock that left me a quivering mess.
Carter’s arms reached around Riley’s back, and with me sandwiched between the two men, they kissed. Their shafts, separated only by the thinnest of barriers, connected within me and pulsed as Carter and Riley orgasmed. I was one with them, surrounded and filled by them. My heart swelled and tears flooded my eyes.
I wasn’t alone anymore. I was theirs. Carter, Riley, and I were a team, a trio, a triad. We shared an invisible bond, one stronger than I’d ever thought possible.<
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Reaching back, I cupped Riley’s nape with one hand and gripped Carter’s hair with the other. “You two are the best thing to ever happen to me. I’m so lucky to have you in my life.” A lump formed in my throat, and I sniffed back more tears. “I know long-distance relationships are hard, but... could we please give it a try?”
Riley chuckled and lightly kissed my shoulder. Carter slid his hands up and down my sides. “We’re not leaving,” Riley said.
“You’re not?”
“Nope.” Carter grinned. “You’re stuck with us.”
“Oh my God.”
“Will you have us?” Riley asked, and I hated the hesitation and uncertainty in his voice.
“Of course! How could you think otherwise?” Although I asked the question, I knew the answer. I’d caused his lack of confidence by leaving him and Carter in London. Even if it took years to make up for it, I’d try. I never wanted either of them to doubt my love or my commitment to our relationship. Never again.
Riley rocked his hips, making both me and Carter moan. “Just checking,” he said, sounding amused. Very gently, he pulled out of me and tossed the used condom into the trash can beside the nightstand.
Carter rolled over and slowly disengaged. He brushed a few strands of hair off my face. “Are you okay?”
God, I loved how caring he was. Thoughtful, kind, and gentle. Whether with me or Riley, and there was no doubt in my mind he’d be the same with Emma, Carter was ever the caretaker.
I smiled at him and Riley, who lay down on my other side. “Never better,” I said, never having meant anything more.
Chapter 16
RILEY
After holing up in Paige’s apartment for a week, I was chomping at the bit to get outside, go places, do things. The paparazzi hadn’t located me yet, but it was only a matter of time, and I really didn’t want to put Paige or Carter through that nightmare again. But I couldn’t stay in Paige’s apartment forever either.
My phone rang, and seeing the number, I scrambled to answer. The day after my arrival in Miami, I had contacted a real estate agent who had a reputation for working with celebrities and of being above reproach in protecting and maintaining her clients’ privacy.
“Mr. Kendrick,” the agent said. “This is Barbara Longwood. I found something I think will be perfect for you and your unique… uh… situation.”
“Great,” I said, trying to hold back my enthusiasm and impart at least a modicum of professionalism. “Tell me about it.”
“It’s a four-bedroom, four-bath, two-story penthouse, with formal dining room, private deck and hot tub. There’s also a gym and a swimming pool in the building, as well as twenty-four-hour security at the entrance.” I heard the clicking of a keyboard, and then Barbara added, “I’ve just sent you the details. Take a look at the photos and let me know what you think.”
I navigated to my inbox and opened the email from Barbara. I clicked on the link and thumbed through the photos. It was perfect. Somehow, Barbara had found a place that met all of my numerous requirements and then some. “When can I see it?”
“That’s where things get complicated. The owner is leaving the country on business in a couple days and will be away for several months. He’d be relieved to sell before then, so if you were to make a good offer right now, it would be almost a sure thing.”
I’d seen the address on the listing and it was nearby. “I can be there in thirty minutes.”
“With your partners?”
I swallowed against the tightness in my throat at the complete lack of judgment in Barbara’s voice. I knew what I was getting into. I knew it wouldn’t always be easy. But people like her gave me hope. “Yes. Of course.”
“Wonderful.”
I ended the call and left the bedroom to find the two loves of my life. “Paige, Carter, let’s go. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
Paige poked her head out of the kitchen. “What? Where?”
Her wide-eyed owl expression made me laugh. “Come with me and you’ll see.”
“What’s going on?” Carter asked, sitting up on the couch and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
He looked so adorable, I had to kiss him. “When did you become such a sleepyhead?”
“Since I started living with the two of you,” Carter pretend-grumbled. “Even the Energizer Bunny couldn’t keep up.”
Paige joined us and circled her arms around both our necks. “It seems Riley has a surprise for us.”
“Oh?” Carter’s brow arched.
“And I’m not telling, no matter what you do.”
“Not even if we—” Carter lunged forward and tickled my waist with both hands, while Paige set upon my armpits and thighs.
“Oh God, oh God,” I cried. Laughing, I turned and twisted, trying desperately to get away from their hands, those four weapons of torture. When I tripped and fell to the floor, they straddled my body, pinning me down.
“Spill,” Carter said in his most commanding voice.
“No!”
Paige slid her small hand along my thigh to cup my cock and balls. She squeezed gently. “Tell us.”
“Never.”
“Squeeze harder,” Carter ordered. The sparkle in his blue eyes belied the grim tone of his voice.
Chuckling, Paige firmed her hold, but shook her head. “No, I can’t do it. I like what he’s got there too much to do it harm.”
I sighed dramatically. “Thank fuck.”
“Fine,” Carter pouted. “Should I kiss your boo-boo, you big baby?”
“Yes, yes you should.” My cock hardened at the mere thought of Carter’s gorgeous mouth stretched around my shaft. “But...” I exhaled sharply, trying to wrap my brain around the fact that I was about to turn down sex. What had happened to me? When had I become so fucking mature? “We can’t right now.” Nudging Carter off me, I rose and held my hand out to help Paige to her feet, then Carter. “We have somewhere to be.”
Twenty minutes later, we entered Admiral Place. “Good afternoon, sir,” a man in a guard’s uniform greeted us.
“Hi,” I said. “Here to meet Mrs. Longwood.”
The guard checked the list and nodded, before walking over to the elevator. He pressed the button. When the doors opened, he slid a card through the reader on the number pad inside and pressed PH2. “Have a good visit,” he said, stepping back.
The chrome and glass elevator with light gold walls and black carpeting shouted money, something Paige was clearly noticing as well. Her brow furrowed. “Where are we, Riley?”
“You’ll see.”
Not satisfied with my response, she turned to Carter, who simply shrugged and pulled her against his chest. “Just go with it. Riley’s surprises are usually good.”
Her gaze flicked to me. “I guess I need to get used to not always being the one making decisions.”
“No,” I said. “You’ll be making the decisions. We will. Together.”
She pressed her hand to my cheek. “I like the sound of that.”
Carter patted her ass with one hand and mine with the other. “I like the things we do together.”
Paige giggled and stepped away, while I pushed my ass harder against Carter’s hand. When Carter lightly shoved me away, I crossed my arms and glared. “You shouldn’t start what you can’t finish.”
“Who says—”
The elevator pinged and the doors opened.
I straightened my shirt and ushered Paige and Carter into Penthouse Number Two, the building’s top-floor condo.
“Oh.” Paige’s hand went to her chest as she slowly turned in a circle, taking in the marbled entrance. “This is beautiful.”
Barbara appeared at the end of the hallway. “Mr. Kendrick, please come in. All of you.”
I shook Barbara’s hand, then prepared to make the introductions, my stomach flipping. “Mrs. Longwood, this is my boyfriend, Carter Templeton, and our girlfriend, Paige Sutherland.”
The words fell from my lips, a bumbling mixture of pr
ide and joy, and trepidation. It was the first time I’d said the words, the first time I’d introduced Carter and Paige as my boyfriend and girlfriend at the same time.
A flush stained Paige’s cheeks. She held out her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Barbara.”
After Carter shook hands with her as well, Barbara beamed. “I can tell you’ll all be so happy here.”
Paige’s brows popped up. “Here?” She turned to look at me.
“Let’s have a look around.” I placed my hand at the small of her back and motioned Carter forward.
The entire duration of the tour, I barely managed to keep myself in check. The penthouse was exactly what we needed. There’d be space for a private gym and an office, and even a room for Emma so she could stay with us whenever she wanted. Then there was the oversized balcony with its view of Miami and the Atlantic Ocean. I could already imagine long romantic evenings of making love in the dying sunlight.
When we made our way back to the living room, Barbara clutched her hands. “So? It’s wonderful, isn’t it?”
Paige bit her lip and Carter shoved his hands into his pockets. My heart hammered. “Thank you, Mrs. Longwood. May we have a few minutes, please?”
“Of course,” she said. “I’ll wait for you in the lobby.” She slipped out and quietly closed the door to the penthouse behind her.
“What’s going on, Riley?” Carter asked.
I wrapped my arms around myself. Christ. I felt like a teenager lying to my parents about going to a party. Which was foolish. I had nothing to hide. No reason to be scared or ashamed. Unless… they weren’t at the same point as I was in our common path.
Paige blinked rapidly and turned away. She opened her arms. “Are you planning to buy this place, Riley?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, okay.” She took another step away, then stopped and shook her head. “No. It’s not okay.” She spun around to face me. “So that’s it? The experiment’s over, just like that?”