by Cameron Dane
Jasper let go of her buttocks, and a moment later, his fingers drifted over her face. He locked into her stare and then touched down the column of her throat to squeeze one breast, then the other, killing her with every light touch on her straining nipples.
Jace withdrew and teased her ultrasensitive ring. Sarah whimpered and pushed into him, searching for his fingers. Jace whistled and shoved back in, giving them to her, hard and fast this time.
“Fucking A, Jasper.” Jace murmured appreciation from behind. “Her ass is gripping me so tight, and her pussy is so fucking wet and open. Feel how hot she is for it.” He moved one of Jasper's hands to between her thighs.
Jasper rubbed three fingers through her soaking slit, pushing up until he found her engorged clit. “Her tits are already as hard as when she comes too.” He tweaked and pulled on her nipple, and she cried out at the sharp shot of joy that zapped straight into her sex.
“Please, Jace.” She reached back and held herself open, thrusting her ass fully into his plunging fingers. “Both of you.” She could hardly stand to feel the slightest touch on her skin anymore without coming and pleaded to Jasper with her eyes as well as her voice. “Do it. Fuck me.”
Jace pulled his fingers out of her anus at the same time Jasper shifted her hips and helped her straddle him, poised over his cock.
“You go first,” Jace said. “I want to watch as she takes every inch of your prick.” He moved in behind her, slipped a hand around her waist and down over her mound. “Go ahead, honey.” His other hand covered her breast and squeezed. “Swallow him up.”
Jasper shifted his hips, and the head of his penis kissed her pussy lips. Sarah lowered herself, let his tip spear her entrance and take hold, and then she sank all the way down, moaning as she pushed onto his burning hard length and forced every goddamn inch inside her cunt until he touched her core. Jasper swore and knifed his hips, and Jace closed two fingers around her exposed clit, shocking a jolt of acutely focused pleasure straight into her sex.
Circling herself over Jasper's buried cock, Sarah clenched her thighs and started to move, needing the heat and friction. Everything twisted unbearably inside her, and she couldn't stop fucking Jasper's prick even as she already felt orgasm racing through her blood. “Hurry, please.” She bounced on Jasper, rejoicing in this connection with him again, but reached down and grabbed Jace's thigh too, imploring him with fingernails in his flesh. “Fuck me too. I don't want to come without you.”
Jace peeled back from her spine. “Lie down on Jasper.”
Sarah folded herself to Jasper's chest and buried her face in the curve of his shoulder. Jasper immediately wrapped his arms around her and soothed her lower back with his workrough hands. He whispered, “Love you,” and she murmured back, “Love you too.”
Jace delved into her crease right then and tested her hole with a brief push inside. Sarah barely flinched at the sensation, and a second later, the distinct push of something much thicker tapped her bud.
Jace's cock.
She couldn't see him, but he pressed the flat of his hands high on her buttocks. He pushed his weight into her repeatedly until Sarah's ass gave up any resistance and he forced his way deep inside, making her moan as he filled her to the root.
Both men groaned in unison, sliding their cocks the slightest bit inside her, and Sarah choked her way through the first moments of feeling stuffed so goddamn full, she thought she would rip right out of her skin. Her ass channel burned and pulsed with accepting Jace's cock, so much thicker and longer than two fingers. Once again, though, the licking fire of strange pain, yet not pain, swirled its way down her legs and up through her arms to her fingers, sending signals of pleasure through her nerve endings and into her mind. Two men she loved beat with life inside her, and Sarah needed them to fuck her and make her come.
“Help me.” Sarah latched onto Jasper's shoulder and Jace's thigh and tried to rock her hips between the crush of both men. The motion had Jasper hissing and Jace grunting as her passages clamped in a vise on their pricks. The newness jerked through her and had her bucking, her body an awkward thing she suddenly couldn't manipulate or control.
Jace covered her and put his mouth to her ear. “Just relax against Jasper, honey.” The whiskey heat of his voice snaked into her body, adding another layer to her sensual haze. “We'll take care of that ache coiled so tight inside you.” He levered up on his hands, flexed his hips, and worked one complete stroke all the way out and back into her ass. Jasper somehow dropped his hips and pushed back up, invading her pussy when Jace pulled out of her rectum.
Sarah shivered through the strange contracting of her anal walls and the unrecognizable amount of wetness soaking her pussy. With each movement between the men, Jasper and Jace traded off the deep in-stroke, first with Jace sinking into her passage, stretching her again, while Jasper withdrew from her cunt, leaving her sex grasping to be full with him once more.
Sarah groaned through the taking, reveling in the hedonistic, raw knowledge of being double penetrated for the first time. Everything about it on the surface said this should be degrading and she should feel used by two men slaking their lust, but she'd never felt so cherished and catered to in her life. Her body felt worshipped but no longer as a precious thing from afar that could never be touched. These men boiled with blistering heat, and they surrounded her and fucked her with grunts and moans and the occasional swear word accompanied by “so good.”
Her pussy was slick with excitement, and the sucking sound of Jasper taking her repeatedly permeated the air right alongside the heady scents of three aroused bodies coated in sweat. Jasper picked up the pace, and Jace kept up with him, pounding her channel, always filling her ass as deep as he could go before pulling out and sinking into her again when it was his turn. Sarah's breasts were as swollen as her blood-filled clit, and her rock-hard nipples scraped against Jasper's chest with every thrust from both men, driving her slowly insane. Every centimeter of her skin felt like it had a million tightly strung nerve endings sitting on the razor's edge, waiting to snap.
“Oh God please…please.” She licked Jasper's neck and reached back to grab a fistful of Jace's hair, dragging him down to her. “I need to come.” She breathed so heavily and her heart drummed so loud in her own ears, she could barely tell if she spoke aloud. Her core screamed silently inside and twisted tightly with so much desire, pleasure, and love, it hurt to feel it. She writhed between the sandwich of muscle, scratched Jace, and bit Jasper, uttering, “Now.”
Jace yanked her head out of hiding with a rough pull. “Christ, you're fucking beautiful.” He knifed her tender passage with his thick cock, owning her ass, and held tucked deep inside.
“So perfect.” Jasper pulled her hair, shot up too, with not only his mouth but also his dick; he shoved every inch of himself into her soaking sex.
The guys angled her head and dragged her to them with a fierce three-person kiss. Tongues tangled together and teeth scraped lips as they all fought to taste each other. Then, as a unit, Jace and Jasper withdrew from Sarah's ass and pussy, held poised at her openings, and together pushed back in, taking and filling her body as one.
Sarah screamed as it happened, as orgasm hit her harder than a speeding truck. Everything exploded inside her at once, shooting unfathomable zigzagging lines of pure joyous release to every corner of her body and then sent them all in a race right back to her center. One giant pulse convulsed within and clamped a stranglehold of contractions in her cunt and ass. She came in a rush, and her body grabbed onto the dicks buried inside her.
“Sarah, oh shit…” Jasper grabbed her hips and held her to him with a punishing grip. “Sarah, Sarah, Sarah.” He threw his head back as he lost it, and the first shot of hot ejaculate jetted deep into her sheath.
Jasper came with a second and third wave, and soon Jace pushed up onto his hands and arched into her. “Oh fuck, fuck.” He moaned low in his throat and somehow found a way to push into her ass even deeper. “Fuuuuucckk!” His e
rection swelled, pushing her more, and then he jerked, filling her rectum with a warmth she swore she could feel, no matter the barrier of the condom.
Sarah shivered through the final waves and bit her lip through the ebbing lines of lingering release, like aftershocks in an earthquake. Finally, she fell into a heap on Jasper, exhausted through to her core.
Holy hell.
Rather than feeling the weight of Jace's satiated body press into her back, she felt him pull away, gently withdraw his penis from her passage, then crawl off the bed. She and Jasper turned their heads at the same time, watching as Jace peeled off the latex and tied off the end before wadding it in a tissue and tossing it in a small basket beneath the nightstand.
Finally, he turned to look at them, and an indulgent smile turned his lips up and lit his eyes. Pressing a hand into the bed, he leaned over and scraped a kiss across her lips, then moved to Jasper and brushed a kiss against his mouth too. “Put her in a bath,” he said against Jasper's cheek. “Make sure she stays in there long enough to relax and absorb the warmth.” He nipped another kiss to Sarah's lips before pulling upright again. “We'll talk in the morning.”
“Wait a minute.” Sarah grabbed his arm as pain lanced her chest. “Where are you going?”
“You're the couple, and I'm the third,” he said, his voice patient and reasonable. “I don't sleep in your bed with you. I don't invade your relationship beyond your occasional desire for a third with sex. Those are the rules.”
Sarah sputtered and snorted and didn't let go. “Well then we're breaking them,” she informed him, “because you're not going anywhere.”
Jasper snagged Jace's other arm. “What she said.”
Together, they tumbled him back into bed.
Chapter Twenty
Jace fell between Sarah and Jasper in bed. Their warmth flickered all up and down his skin, producing chill bumps against the cold inside him, and his heart seized with crippling pain at just how much he wanted to stay.
That's not how it works. Don't get above your position in this ménage. Scrambling out of the bed as fast as Sarah and Jasper had pulled him in, Jace backed up until his spine hit the doorjamb. If he stayed too close to the innocent allure of these two people, he would fall straight under their spell.
Then when they want to get married or have a family, they won't want me anymore, and it'll crush me so hard this time I won't ever get back up.
“Jace.” Sarah's voice locked him in place, when all he craved was the sanctuary and protection of his own bedroom. “Where are you going?”
Stiffening himself to the lure of Sarah, Jace found her gaze and wished he hadn't. As sexy as her body was, he could walk away from it, but those brown eyes of hers, full of questions, confusion, and hurt hooked onto a place deep inside him that opened only for her.
“You need to take a bath.” His words sounded dangerously like a pathetic plea. “It'll help ease the soreness.” He'd taken her ass with more force than he'd planned, and he had felt the equal enthusiasm in Jasper through the thin separation of her pussy and rectum. “Do that for me. Please.”
Sarah remained in bed for a prolonged moment, her legs crossed and her slender back hunched. Her head angled, she looked at him with an uncomfortably assessing stare. “Fine.” Crawling out of bed, she winced as she straightened. Jasper immediately jumped to her aid and steadied her with a hand on her elbow. She shook her head, stiffened her back, and walked right up to Jace, not flinching at full eye contact. “But you're coming with us. You're not going to your own bed.” With that, she slipped past him out the door. A few seconds later, light he knew came from the bathroom brightened a rectangle of hallway floor.
Jasper filled the space Sarah had vacated, and he leaned right into Jace until their chests touched. “Are you gonna go back to being a jerk?” he asked, narrowing his stare. “Because my fist is itchin' to punch you again, and that ain't somethin' I ever thought I'd say about someone I let touch my cock.” Jasper pushed in even more, and Jace swallowed thickly at the feel of Jasper's prick riding right up against his.
Rising on his tiptoes, Jasper put his mouth to Jace's ear and lowered his voice to barely a sound. “Get into the damn bathroom and listen to whatever the fuck she has to say.” Pulling back, he found Jace's gaze and held it. “I want you there too. It ain't just about her.” This time, he stroked a hand up Jace's cock, made Jace whimper, and then walked away.
Unlocking from his stupor, Jace followed Jasper to the bathroom. He stalled at the door and steeled himself not to act on whatever he saw, but the sight of Sarah leaned over the tub, opening the faucets, was enticing enough to get his balls heavy with seed again. Jasper massaged the small of her back, and the sight of his big hand, acting in such a tender manner—in accordance with the gentle person Jace now knew he was—fired long-buried need inside Jace to be more than an occasional sex partner for another pair.
I want this couple.
Jasper leaned down and pressed a kiss to Sarah's temple; she nudged into him with her hip, and longing unlike anything Jace had ever experienced knotted a hundred ropes all tangled up in his belly.
Sarah looked at Jace as she climbed into the tub full of steaming water. “Don't just stand there. After what we just did, I think you can at least come into the bathroom.” She sank into the water, moaning with each inch submerged. “Don't even try to say you're shy,” she added with a knowing, brow-raising glance. “I know you're not.”
Jace rushed into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat. “You don't understand.” He leaned his elbows on his knees and shifted his attention to Jasper, who knelt on the floor beside the tub, soaping a washcloth over the ledge. “This isn't how having a third works. I'm not supposed to sleep in the same bed with you. I'm not supposed to know about the private decisions you make about your relationship. I'm not supposed to be with you two, as a couple, for anything but sex.”
“And who told you this?” Sarah asked, her voice sharp. “The last couple you had sex with?”
Jace jerked and drew up straight. No bullshit or soft-shoeing anything from her. He should have known Sarah would cut right to the chase. Still—fuck—the knowledge of his sex life, the things he knew he needed in order to be satisfied, burned heat through him and dried his throat more completely than a rain-free August in Texas.
“Come on, Jace.” Sarah drew her knees up, folded her arms on them, and dropped her head to rest there. “It's so obvious you've done this before. It was clear after what happened in the hallway, and it's more so now.”
Jasper leaned over the tub and washed Sarah's back, but he looked over his shoulder to Jace as he did it. “The things you said to me behind that building,” he started. “The pictures you painted that got me so hot so fast… No man talks like that to another man with such confidence if he ain't ever done what he's speakin' of before.”
Shooting up from the toilet seat, Jace pushed his fingers through his sweat-damp hair and started to pace. “All right, yes, I have,” he said. “I've had sex with other couples in my past. More than once. It's something I've come to accept I need in order to be fulfilled sexually, but for the life of me I couldn't tell you why.”
“Okay, so tell us about them, then.” Sarah's voice, so reasonable and matter-of-fact, sparked the embers of Jace's most secret dreams of full acceptance for what he was. “Give us some insight about why you feel the way you do.” She snagged his leg and stopped him when he got within touching range. “You know me; you know I'm not looking for gossip. I think Jasper has proven you can trust him too.”
Jasper paused in washing Sarah and met Jace's gaze. “I'm not gonna tell nobody nothin' you want kept between us. Anything or anybody, I mean.” His eyes were full of sincerity and character. “You have my word on that.”
Jace touched his hands to Jasper's and Sarah's cheeks, overwhelmed with tender affection. He nearly came right on them when they both nuzzled into his caress. “Thank you.” His voice sounded thick to his own ears.
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e lowered himself to the floor and leaned against the bathtub and wall, getting comfortable. “First time it happened totally by accident. I was twenty, buzzing on beer and having a good time at Buckles, Bulls, and Spurs. I met up with a local couple, and they were drinking too. When the bar closed and it was time to leave, the owner called a cab for us to share back to Quinten. The cab dropped the couple off first, and they asked me if I wanted to come inside for another drink. I went inside, we drank a little bit more, and all of a sudden we're all making out on the couch. I'm kissing both of them and they're both touching me, and they're encouraging each other, so I'm thinking it's cool, and I liked it so much I didn't want to stop.
“By the time we all crashed on the living-room floor, I'd taken them both. It had been the best damn sexual experience I'd ever had in my life up to that point, and all I knew was I wanted to do it again.” As he remembered the rest, his hand curled into a fist and dug into his thigh. “The next morning, when they came to, they remembered what we'd done and totally freaked out. They didn't want anything to do with it, were never going to do it again, and they promised me if I ever told a soul about what we'd done, it would turn into something ugly and I might get accused of rape.”
Sarah snarled, and Jasper whispered, “Son of a bitch.”
Jace grimaced as the fear in that moment sent cold through him again. “That scared me off sex with couples for a while, but once it happened, it consumed me. I started looking at advertisements online and eventually found a couple in a neighboring county who wanted a male third. Man, we were gung ho in the beginning, and I thought I'd found the answer to what I needed.” He tipped back his head and chuckled drily. “It burned out in about six months. I put myself into their lives too much, and by the end, they didn't trust each other around me. It put such a strain on them, they started accusing each other of things with me that weren't real. They decided they needed to commit to just each other fully, end it with me, and get married.