Say Now

by Linzi Basset

  “No, Shanna. They explicitly said they want you to be alone with us your first time. They believe it’s the only way you will truly experience what they already have and accept what we offer as a lifestyle,” Mason appeased her softly while he nibbled on her ear. “Just relax, luv, we’ll do all the work.”

  Shanna tried to keep her wits but it was impossible when three pairs of lips settled on her body. Kissing, licking and sucking until she writhed in their hands, completely lost on a cloud of euphoria.

  “Oh lord,” she cried when Noah and Mason kissed the underside of her breasts, nipping around the tips before they lapped her nipples, over and over, until she arched her back, silently begging for more.

  “What do you want, luv? Tell us,” Noah’s lips moved against the swell of her breasts, his breath heating her skin.

  “Take them into your mouth. God, please suck my nipples,” she demanded, clawing at the sheets in a desperate attempt to keep herself grounded.

  “Hmm, I thought you’d never ask, my pet,” Mason teased and slowly pulled the hard nub into the heat of his mouth. Her low groan spurred Noah to follow suit. She thrashed against them as they sucked and nipped on her nipples.

  She squirmed under Logan’s heated lips that were trailing over her inner thigh. A husky moan crawled to the surface when he swept his tongue in a leisurely sweep, back and forth, over her slit before drawing circles around her clit.

  She felt the gush of heat fill her pussy as she was bombarded with sensations from three directions.

  “Ah, luv, I love your delectable bouquet. It spikes my arousal quicker than anything I’ve ever experienced,” Logan said against her labia, teasing the opening between with quick flicks of his tongue.

  “Inside! Logan, I want to feel you inside,” Shanna demanded and invitingly orbited her hips higher.

  Logan chuckled. “And so you shall, my pet.” He spread her legs further apart and pushed his shoulders under her legs to tilt her hips up for better access.

  “Oh-oh-oh,” Shanna panted. Her sharp gasps rose audibly as he licked her hot, wet labia and slipped his tongue inside her throbbing pussy. She fisted a clump of his hair to guide his mouth harder against her quivering core. She was on fire.

  “Oh fuck,” Shanna cried out when Noah clamped his teeth around her nipple and shook his head. Every cell in her body thrummed with heat. The sound and physical sense of what they were doing was engulfed in a wave of rampant eroticism.

  Logan slipped two fingers inside her, pumping and twisting his hand in search of the spongy flesh deep inside her. Shanna whimpered when he scored her sensitive flesh over and over again, while the hard, simultaneous sucking of her nipples pushed her closer to the edge.

  “Oh fuck, that feels good,” she hissed.

  Logan’s lips closed around her clit, forcing another stuttering sob from her throat. She clamped her legs around his head, holding him in place as she bucked wildly against his face. Greedily, he sucked her clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip. Shanna cried out, helpless as a rush of honeyed juices coated his fingers.

  “Jesus, Shanna, you taste so fucking good!” he spat, forcing her legs even wider and slammed his mouth into her pussy. His tongue probed deeply, lapping at her ceaseless suppuration, devouring every drop she offered.

  “It’s time,” Logan growled as he pulled away. Shanna was too enraptured to notice, still twisting and turning on the bed, searching for that elusive pleasure that Logan refused to give her. She needed one final push. Just one tiny push.

  Then they were there. She gasped, her eyes opened wide as she stared at Noah, who thrust his condom sheathed cock hilt deep inside her pussy without any warning. Mason’s dick nudged at the tight hole of her anus, which he had lubricated well without her even noticing.

  Her breath hissed when he pushed forward.

  “Too much. Oh fuck, Logan, I can’t! They’re too big,” she wailed, even as she caught Mason’s hip and pulled him closer. Her eyes were wild as she looked at Logan who stood on his knees at her head, watching the two men take possession of her.

  “Relax, Shanna. Remember what I told you last night when I fucked your ass?”

  “I’m pushing, but Noah is so freaking big. Logan, it’s not . . oohhhh, fuck,” she screamed as Mason plunged to the hilt the moment he pressed past her sphincter.

  They didn’t move and allowed her time to adapt to their invasion.

  “How does that feel, little one?” Noah asked. He placed a row of gentle kisses alongside her jaw.

  “Full and sooo freaking good. Ooh, Jesus! Do that again,” she mewled.

  “Liked that, did you?” Mason teased and pulled back his cock slowly, ensuring he rubbed every nerve ending along the way.

  Shanna was lost in a sea of sensations. She couldn’t discern what was happening. She’d heard about the connection between the sensations from anal penetration to the rest of a woman’s body, but it was the first time she experienced it herself. She could’ve sworn that every nerve inside her ass was connected to every part of her body. Her skin sizzled and her pussy clenched and released frantically around Noah’s cock.

  “I think she’s ready, Mason. Let’s give the little pet the ride of her life,” Noah growled in response.

  Logan brushed his fingers over her lips before he tilted her head back. Her eyes caught his. She was amazed at the heat and excitement she saw reflected there.

  “Open for me, luv.”

  “Logan?”

  “Oh yes, my pet. You’re going to have all three of us at the same time.”

  Shanna felt a surge of power go through her frame. The knowledge, that it was she who had driven the three men to this level of desire, was heady. She felt a giddy rush of adrenaline, not once thinking of denying Logan’s order. She realized in that moment, that she wanted him and the life that came along with him.

  She opened her mouth, eager to experience the ultimate pleasure; to feel them fall apart inside her. Shanna kept her eyes on Logan, hyper aware of the two cocks that twitched and flexed in eager anticipation inside her pussy and ass. A rumbling moan edged out from the back of Logan’s throat as he pushed his engorged cock into her mouth.

  “Now, mates. Let’s give Shanna the ride of her life,” Logan instructed. He pumped vigorously, watching the elastic strands of saliva bouncing languidly from her chin as she swallowed him with eager abundance.

  He saw her eyes open wide as Noah and Mason began to plunge their cocks in tandem with him. They set a rhythm to match his, then increased as Shanna twisted and thrashed between them.

  Shanna’s eyes rolled back in their sockets as the coil inside her snapped unexpectedly, hurling her high onto a tantric wave that tossed her with every continued thrust of their cocks.

  She clawed at Logan’s leg, her body—a helpless vessel of lust for the men who now powered into her in their own quest. Her mind floundered as they pounded out climax after climax from her body.

  Logan pushed in to the hilt, repeatedly impaling her even as she began to choke, when her throat closed up due the intense orgasms that rippled through her. Their eyes met. Tears washed down her cheeks and her throat convulsed around his cock as he lost the final vestige of control. With his body shuddering, he pushed himself down her throat again with a frenzied urgency, only vaguely aware that Noah and Mason were mirroring his own desperate moves. Their roars echoed in the room as they ejaculated deep inside her. Logan groaned as pulsating streams of hot viscous semen spewed out of his cock. He cupped her head to empty himself down her convulsing throat with short, quick thrusts.

  Noah and Mason slumped onto their backs on either side of her, breathing harshly. Shanna gasped for breath when Logan pulled free from her lips. He gently dragged her onto his lap and held her, wiping the saliva from her chin.

  “You have no idea just what you did to me, luv,” he whispered in her ear.

  “I don’t know if that’s good or bad,” she responded with a knowing smile on her lips. She felt lik
e Queen Sheba. All powerful, with the men bowing at her feet.

  “You just sealed your fate, Shanna, my love.”

  “Oh? And what is that, pray tell?”

  “You and me, luv. It’s a done deal. I’m not letting you go ever again.”

  “Logan—”

  “Shh, we’ll talk later. For now, sleep. You had no sleep last night and after this flash sprint, your body needs to reboot.”

  “Hmm,” she responded. Her eyes had already fluttered close as her body grew slack against his. Her hand curled around his neck. “Stay with me,” she sighed as she slipped into the arms of Morpheus.

  * * * * * * * *

  Shanna was caught in a love-cum-lust bubble. She wasn’t always sure which one, but she was having the time of her life. It was wonderful to spend time with her two besties. They went shopping in Denver, visited the spa at the resort and went skiing most afternoons.

  Logan refused to accept no for an answer and Shanna moved in with him into his two-story mountain mansion, not too far from Noah’s lodge. The chalet at the edge of the Outback Mountain belonged to the three men and was used for special occasions or weekends when they wanted to be out of reach to the rest of the world.

  Shanna basked in the attention Logan bestowed on her. He treated her like a princess and spoiled her, while at the same time he didn’t ease off on being a Dominant in their sexual life. She treasured the evenings they spent with their four friends and it was quite an experience to get to know them all. She realized soon enough that what they had between them went far beyond sexual attraction. She was developing feelings for them.

  She was much closer to her besties and becoming emotionally attached to Noah and Mason as well. As far as Logan was concerned . . . well, she’d lost that battle the night they’d spent in the chalet on the Outback already.

  She was head over heels in love with him.

  The only dark cloud hovering over her head was the secret she was carrying. She was still unsure whether it would do any good to tell Logan about the baby. Especially as he might not even remember her from that night.

  “Why don’t you start there, Shanna? Tell him that it was on the night at the prom. See if he does remember and then decide how to take it from there,” Alexis advised.

  They were having tea on the outside terrace of the main mountain lodge, basking in the noon sun.

  “You’re right. I should do that,” Shanna replied. “I just need to find the ideal moment. I can’t very well blurt it out in the middle of a conversation.”

  “Shanna, I don’t want to be a doom prophet, but the longer you wait, the worse it’s going to be. He would question why you hadn't told him sooner,” Rachel interjected while she leaned over to pour their tea. “Logan is no fool and he won’t believe you only realized it now.”

  “I know, I know. Just . . . I’ll deal with it. I promise.”

  “Soon, Shanna,” Alexis asserted.

  Shanna sipped her tea, contemplating a scenario where she could ease the information into a conversation. It was easier said than done.

  She was relieved when Alexis changed the subject and soon their tinkling laughter echoed over the mountains.

  Chapter Eleven

  “No, Mom, I’m not coming home. You know how I feel about him.”

  Shanna paced the kitchen, glancing toward the porch to check if Logan was still there, chatting to Noah, who had just dropped him from work. They took turns driving to the office, seeing as they lived so close to each other.

  “I know, my darling, but it’s been twelve years. Surely it’s time to forgive and forget?”

  “How can you even say that, Mom? It’s not something I can forgive and forget. It’s like asking me to stop breathing. No! I’ll never be able to forget,” she said in a voice thick with emotion.

  “Please, Shanna. He asked for you. He has something important to tell you,” Marie pleaded again. She’d been trying for years to reconcile father and daughter, but to no avail. Both were equally stubborn.

  “I’m on vacation, Mom. I’m visiting Alexis and Rachel in Colorado and will be here for another two weeks. I’ll see how it goes after and—”

  “Darling, your father is very sick. It wasn’t a mild heart attack as I had initially said. I didn’t want to upset you unnecessarily . . .”

  “What is it?” Shanna asked. She could feel her stomach rolling at the thought of her once strong and powerful father, lying weak and dying in a hospital bed. She winced but forced back the memories of carefree and loving times when she’d been younger. How she’d adored her father and looked up to him for guidance. But nothing could dampen the pain and suffering he’d caused with his callous actions.

  “He had a massive heart attack.” Marie swallowed back the tears but couldn’t stay the sob that crawled to the surface.

  “Mom? Are you okay?” Shanna could hear how upset Marie was and when she began to cry, Shanna sank dejectedly onto the high barstool next to the kitchen counter.

  “I didn’t want to tell you this but the specialist said your father might not leave the hospital. His heart is too weak to be operated on and if he doesn’t stabilize, they might not be able to do the triple bypass he needs.” Marie sucked in a deep breath as she tried to compose herself. “Please, my darling. I’m asking for me. I need your support.”

  “Who is his doctor?”

  “Emery Watson.”

  Shanna had met the heart specialist a couple of years ago at a medical conference. He was one of the best in the country and wouldn’t have said something like that to Marie, if Richard’s condition wasn’t of concern. She let out a defeated sigh.

  “Ok, Mom, I’ll come home. I’ll check when I can get a flight to San Francisco.”

  “Thank you, Shanna. You don’t know how much this means to me.”

  If only her mother knew how petrified Shanna was to face her father. She’d stayed clear of him for years and hadn’t been face to face with him for the last six years. But not for the reason her mother had believed. No one knew how painful it had been to shun the man Shanna had revered as a little girl.

  The truth was that she missed her father. More than she’d ever been willing to admit to herself. There was emptiness inside her heart, a hole where he used to reside, that begged to be filled.

  But she would never be able to forget the life she’d given birth to or the devastation when he had been taken from her, but maybe it was time to forgive her father. He’d suffered as much as she had. She’d seen the haunted expression in his eyes, when she’d caught him watching her at times.

  It had been hard for him to take my child from me. Why have I never realized it?

  “Luv? What’s wrong? You look pale.” Logan’s voice yanked her back to the present. She blinked him into focus and offered him a tremulous smile.

  “My father had a massive heart attack. My mother needs me.”

  It didn’t slip Logan’s attention that Shanna referred to her mother needing her and not the desire to be with her father, who might be on his deathbed. She never spoke about her father either. She’d told him all about Marie Lovett but nothing about Richard Lovett, apart from the fact that he was the Mayor of San Francisco.

  “Then we should go.”

  Shanna glanced at him. “I don’t expect you to come with me.” A smile trembled on her lips. “Besides, my relationship with my father . . . well, it’s . . . difficult.”

  Logan pulled her into his arms and hugged her against his chest. He pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.

  “I want to be there for you, honey.” He tilted her head back with a finger under her chin. “It’s time you realize you have someone to lean on during times like these. You’re not alone anymore, Shanna. Don’t ever forget that.”

  His deep voice and gentle touch loosened the tenuous control Shanna had over her emotions. Suddenly, she was flung back twelve years, experiencing the same feeling of loss and despair she’d felt while watching the nurse take her baby away. She coul
dn’t hold back the tears and started to cry. She clung to him and all the pent-up grief, anger and pain spilled out of her.

  * * * * * * * *

  Shanna wasn’t surprised that her father was being treated in the most expensive private hospital in California. Her fingers tingled painfully from the tight grip she had on Logan’s hand.

  I should’ve told him about the prom before we came here. But only that it was me in the gazebo, I still don’t have the courage to tell him about the baby. Not yet, god, maybe never.

  Shanna had been struggling with the thought since Logan announced he would be accompanying her to see her father. Maybe it was a premonition that something was about to change. It was too late now and all she could do was move forward and pray she had the strength to survive whatever was coming at her next.

  The luxurious hospital couldn’t damper the worry in her heart. She breathed in the air that had a pure fragrance, not sterile, just clean. In the background played music at just the right level to give the patients and staff an emotional lift.

  Shanna had chosen to pursue her career among people who needed medical assistance just as much but didn’t have the money for exorbitant luxuries, such as these.

  Shanna’s steps slowed as they neared the room number her mother had texted her. Richard had been moved from ICU to a private room. She avoided looking at the bed as they entered.

  “It’s quite beautiful,” she said, taking in the flowers, beautiful paintings, leather chairs and the plasma screen television against the wall. Even the bed was double the size of a normal hospital bed.

  “More like a five-star hotel room,” Logan agreed, watching an older version of Shanna rise from beside the bed when she noticed them. She came rushing toward them.

  “Darling! You came,” Marie gushed as she wrapped Shanna in an embrace.

  “I said I would, Mom.” Shanna pulled out of her arms. “This is Logan Chase. Logan, my mother, Marie Lovett.”

  “Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Lovett,” Logan said politely, shaking her proffered hand. He frowned when she grew pale. She stared intently at him, tracing every line and crevice of his face with her eyes.