Becoming Three

by Cameron Dane

  “At that point, I stopped again for a while and tried to control this destructive thing I needed. Didn't work. I eventually needed a pair again so badly, I searched for people with ménage experience and found a couple in Billings named Davis and Alanna. They were great. I took everything I'd learned from the second couple and made sure I didn't insinuate myself into their lives too much. They had rules similar to what I was already creating on my own, so it worked out well. It also helped that they were farther away. I was busier, and I couldn't see them every weekend, even if I wanted to. I went to them about once a month—”

  “Ah, so that's where you used to go.” Sarah gave him a cheeky little smile. “I never did buy your handful of lame stories.”

  He slid a sidelong glance Jasper's way and then came back to her. “And now I know why you never kicked up more of a fuss when I went away.”

  “Touché,” she replied. “Go on.”

  “Right. With Davis and Alanna, even if I was only having sex with one of them, the other was always in the room with us, aware of everything. They had a guest room, and their rule was that their third sleep in there when visiting except for when we had sex. I thought that best considering how quickly being a third in my previous relationship went sour. It worked really well for us for two years.” He smiled, but it felt tight. “Then Alanna found out she was having a baby, and as a couple they decided they needed to create a more traditional home for their child. They ended our arrangement, and I understood. I respected them, but it was tough to leave,” he admitted, doing so aloud for the first time. “That was over a year ago. I haven't searched for anyone since.”

  Sarah reached out and squeezed his hand. “Then we hooked up right in front of your face and probably stirred you up all over again.”

  “I was already starting to stir again, getting hungry for what I'd denied myself for too long.” He turned his hand over and tangled their fingers together. “You always stirred me up anyway, and I think you know it. I don't know how I missed what you had going with Jasper for so long, but when I heard you having sex, jealousy took me over in a powerful way.” Jace lived in a dangerous place right now, one where he suspected he risked the protection of his very soul. “Worse than that, thinking about both of you made me so fucking hard, and it revved up those needs I'd been suppressing for too long.

  “Then you…” He shifted to look at Jasper and got caught up in the honesty filling every laugh line on his handsome face. “You had to go be honorable and defend Sarah in front of me— against me. I don't think I've ever found anything but Sarah herself much sexier than that. You had to go be a good person, and that just made me start fantasizing about you as much as I'd already been doing about her.”

  Sarah let go of his hand and shifted to her knees. Suds of soap clung enticingly to her breasts, belly, and arms, and when Jace caught Jasper's dick twitch he knew he wasn't the only one who noticed.

  “That doesn't sound like someone who just wants to fuck and then go sleep in his own room.” Sarah's declaration had him tearing his gaze up to hers. “That sounds like someone who wants something a little bit more real and meaningful in his life.”

  “I think so too,” Jasper said. He unfolded from the floor and straddled the lip of the tub. He brushed his fingers through Sarah's hair, working out some tangles, but his total focus remained on Jace. “I think maybe you need somethin' with a little bit more stayin' power, so you don't have to be scared all the time that it's gonna go away right when you let yourself get comfortable with it. I think I can say that about you because I know how scared I get sometimes myself that I'm gonna wake up and none of this I have is really real. I think you're lookin' for somethin' where you don't have to worry people are gonna cut you loose at the first sign of trouble or when somethin' changes.”

  Jace's throat constricted with untapped emotion, and Sarah picked up where Jasper left off before he could find his voice. “It sounds to me like you want to be a part of a relationship, not just a hanger-on. Or maybe that's what you sought before, but Jasper and I are different for you.” She nailed him right in the forehead with her point. “Maybe you want to be in a relationship with us but don't know how to ask.”

  Jumping to his feet again, Jace grasped for the concrete things he knew about being a third. “But it's not supposed to be a relationship.” His voice drifted to that hoarse place again, and his pulse raced too fast for the rest of his body. “At least not in the traditional definition. My need is sexual more than it is emotional. I'll mess the two of you up, or you're going to grow together and reach a place where it's better if there are only two of you. I've already seen how miserable you are without each other; I couldn't live with coming between you and breaking you up for good.”

  “If my brother being here threatenin' Sarah's safety couldn't keep me away from her for more than a few days, then nothin' you say or do is gonna pull us apart.” Strength infused Jasper's voice. He climbed in the bathtub with Sarah and helped her stand. As soon as she opened the drain to let the water out, he pulled the detachable showerhead off the wall, turned on the water, and rinsed her body off for her.

  All the while, he multitasked and just kept talking, his eyes on Jace. “I just wanna say I think I know Sarah well enough to speak for her on this and tell you that I ain't interested in just fuckin' someone for the kicks of it. If you're ever gonna take her again, or if I'm ever gonna let you take me, I need to know that means somethin' more to you than satisfyin' an urge. I need to know if I roll over in bed, you're gonna be there somewhere. I need to know if I sit across the table from you that you ain't gonna pretend the three of us didn't fuck the night before and love it. I need to know if I got somethin' good to share about my day, you'll be cool hearin' about it and not just wishin' I would shut up until we get in bed again. I need to know I'm more than a temporary dick and ass to satisfy half your wet dreams for threesomes.” He attached the showerhead again, letting the water rain down over the two of them. “That's all I gotta say.”

  Sarah pushed wet hair out of her face. “What he said.” Jasper drew her against his chest, and she leaned back into him, presenting the sexiest damn image of a perfect couple Jace had ever seen. “I want to be more than a body to you, Jace. I already know I am more than that to you.” She held out her hand, and it was like hearing music for the very first time. “I think you want to be more than that to us too.”

  Spits of water splashed against Sarah's and Jasper's bodies and bounced outside the tub, wetting Jace and the floor with spray. He looked and looked, and they were so beautiful together, waiting for him patiently, Jace could hardly breathe through looking at it.

  I want to be a part of what they are so fucking much.

  “I don't—”

  “Jace.” Sarah glanced down at her hand stretched in offering. “Take what you want.”

  Groaning through the need and fear, Jace climbed into the shower and gathered Sarah and Jasper to him with a manacle hold. He pushed a hand each up their slick bare backs, dug into their hair, and slashed his mouth across Sarah's first, stealing her moan with a swipe of his tongue. Jace knew how to finesse the hell out of a kiss, but with these two people, he didn't understand the meaning of the words smooth or slow.

  He rubbed his thumb and fingers into Jasper's nape, massaging the corded muscles there as he dragged him close and switched to a rough, stinging kiss on his parted lips. Jasper bit and licked back, nipping Jace's tongue, and then kissed his way down Jace's jaw till he reached Sarah and kept right on going to the area between her shoulder and neck.

  Jace moved back to Sarah and feathered his mouth back and forth against hers, pulling more and more red to her lips with each touch. Jasper worked at putting a love bite on her neck, and each time he moved, his growing erection stabbed into Jace's thigh. His own prick swelled in answer, and Jace had lately come to realize his Sarah had a lot of dirty girl in her. “You want to watch me suck his cock?” he asked against her cheek.

  Sarah shivered, and
her nipples formed into eraser tips against his arm. “Please.” Jasper ground his prick into Jace's leg, and he murmured a muffled plea against Sarah's neck too.

  Holy fuck. How did I get so lucky to have these two want me?

  Shifting, Jace clutched Jasper's hips and scratched his fingers up the man's sides to his chest and over his dime-size nipples, abrading the tips until they stood as hard as Sarah's did. Jasper moaned, and Jace's mouth watered as he thought about learning every inch of Jasper's lean, golden body. His dick stood on end already, though; Jasper's did too, and Jace didn't have enough restraint this time around to sample entrées before getting to the main course.

  He got down on his knees and pressed his face into Jasper's belly, inhaling soap and a hint of the outdoors he suspected would never fully wash away from this man's skin. Taut muscles quivered under his mouth, and Jace smiled against the hard flesh. He likes it. Unbearably excited to learn what else Jasper liked, Jace kissed his way down to Jasper's rearing cock and sucked the thick, hot cap into his mouth.

  Burning heat and the muted taste of salt hit Jace's tongue with potency; Jasper immediately moaned and doubled over, bracing his hand against the shower wall. Encouraged, Jace took more length inside, savoring the motions and flavors of an act he hadn't performed in far too long. He withdrew and pushed back down, taking more this time, almost pulling the tip to his throat. Jace rolled his tongue on the underside of hard cock filling his mouth. He moaned too, sending what he knew were delicious vibrations all up and down Jasper's prick.

  “Ohhh yeah.” Jasper dragged in a ragged breath and put his other hand to the wall, looking down as he pumped his hips at Jace's face. “I like your mouth.” His eyes blazed with swirls of amber as he stared down at Jace working him over. “I like my dick in it.” He gave Jace another mouthful of rigid cock.

  Getting painfully hard himself, Jace ignored the erection moving between his legs with a life of its own and continued to suck Jasper's penis, up and down, more and more, exciting himself beyond belief. He noticed Sarah move behind Jasper, slip her arms under his, and start playing with his nipples, bringing them to tightened peaks again. Jasper's breathing grew audibly heavier with every touch, and Sarah whispered things in his ear that had to be naughty, because Jasper whimpered as he nodded, and his prick jammed with force into Jace's mouth.

  Slipping to a place of pure sexuality, Jace pulled his mouth off Jasper's cock but held the tip against his lips. He reached for Sarah's pussy from between Jasper's legs and fingered her swollen, moist opening. “Give him a finger in his ass, honey,” he told her. “Just like I did with you. We'll get him liking what that feels like too.” He returned to teasing his tongue back and forth over Jasper's slit and jerking him off in a tight hold, keeping him aching and aroused. Jace wanted inside this man's body one day, fucking him fast and deep, and if he could get him accustomed to something buried inside him while giving him a mind-altering blowjob, Jace would take whatever advantage he could get.

  He looked up to see Jasper nodding again, but at the same time, the man's muscles tightened in front of Jace's eyes, and his erection dwindled some. Not by much, but Jace could feel the slight change against his hand and mouth. “Relax yourself some, cowboy.” Jace lifted Jasper's leg for him and braced his foot against Jace's shoulder, opening him up in the rear. Pressing a line of baby-soft kisses up Jasper's inner thigh, Jace flicked his tongue against Jasper's balls and sucked first one, then the other, into his mouth for a quick tug. Jasper grunted and put Jace's hand on his erection again, forcing Jace to stroke his hot length.

  Jace looked up and nodded at Sarah; she sucked two fingers into her mouth, saturating them with saliva before popping them back out and putting her pointer finger against the tight star of Jasper's asshole. Jace watched her tease the area with soothing circles, her digit so much smaller and less threatening than Jace's. He could tell she continued to push upward too, applying pressure. After a short while, Jasper's muscles lost some of their tension, and a needful noise escaped him. He tilted his hips and pushed his buttocks back, and Sarah shoved in with one finger, breaching his ass.

  “Umnnn…fuck fuck.” Jasper's upper body dropped even lower, and his spine arched inward as he took the first penetration into his rectum. His head hung low, and he looked like a man desperate for air after running a marathon. Blond locks lay plastered to his forehead, and his biceps and triceps bunched in corded waves as he did push-up motions against the shower wall.

  Sarah went absolutely still, her finger stuck all the way up Jasper's chute, and her other arm tight around his waist. “Should I stop?” She kissed his shoulder with repeated, soft pecks.

  “Hurts some.” Jasper shook his head, and his voice came out raspy, putting Jace in mind of an athlete walking off an unexpected hit. “Feels weird.” Jasper moved his hips on his own, and gasped, tightening his buttocks again. “Don't know.”

  Jace rubbed his hands up and down Jasper's stomach, working to release the clenched muscles there. “Do you trust me?” he asked the man.

  Jasper blinked, looked into Jace's eyes, and nodded.

  The ease of his answer twisted knots in Jace's chest. He shifted his gaze over Jasper's shoulder to Sarah. “Work in another one and crook your fingers down to feel for a bump.” He closed his hand around Jasper's cock and started pulling on his softening dick again. “It's going to make everything a whole lot better.”

  Knowing what else would help, Jace wrapped his lips around Jasper's prick and went down on him until he could take no more. He held Jasper's hip with one hand and sucked him off with everything in him, loving the leak of early cum and undeniable taste of man that made him as hard as eating out a woman did. He heard Jasper pull in a gasp of air and felt his body tense tighter than the strings on a tennis racket, and he knew Sarah had successfully eased a second finger into his passage. Jace didn't dare let up on the blowjob he gave Jasper. Fuck, he didn't want to, and he knew it. He savored every inch of solid cock burning cowboy-initialed brand marks into the soft tissue in his mouth, and he sucked in his cheeks as mightily as he could. Ever so slowly, he pulled back on Jasper's thick dick.

  Suddenly, Jasper shouted, “Oh God!” let go of the wall, and sank his fingers right into Jace's head. He went up on tiptoe, grabbed fists full of Jace's hair, and held on tight.

  Either I'm the blowjob king or she found his sweet spot.

  “Right there, Sarah,” Jasper moaned and thrust backward.

  Jace couldn't smile with his mouth full of cock, but he reached between Jasper's legs and added his own fingers to the mix, feathering a touch over the thin triangle of his taint.

  “Jace!” Jasper thrust his hips back and forth, clearly unsure where to go. “Right there, right there…rig—” A rumble formed in Jasper's chest, stealing his voice and shaking his whole body. Jasper threw his head back, shouting a curse as he shoved his dick into Jace's mouth and spewed, unloading lines and lines of bitter cum, pouring it right on the back of Jace's tongue, where Jace swallowed every damn drop, moaning at tasting another man's ejaculate again as he did it.

  Such arousal buzzed through him that Jace grabbed his own cock and started jerking off with Jasper still in his mouth, using the connection to the other man to speed him to release. His balls sucked unfathomably tight against his body in rapid order, and Jace spit Jasper out just in time to keep from biting him as orgasm rushed up his spine in a numbing shiver. The sensation zoomed back to his penis, locking him painfully hard, and Jace cried out with singular joy as he directed a load of spunk onto the shower floor.

  A high-pitched feminine moan had Jasper shifting, revealing Sarah with her back pressed into the shower wall. Her left hand no longer occupied with Jasper's asshole, she had her foot anchored on the built-in soap dish, her cunt open, with the middle finger of her right hand working furiously at her clit. Jace and Jasper exchanged one look, speaking a paragraph without words, and moved in as one.

  Jace grabbed Sarah's hands and pinned both wrists to the w
all above her head with one of his, and Jasper took over with digits plunging into her pussy and others mastering her clit. She groaned and bowed her back, and Jace dipped down, suckling hard on her breasts and tugging the pointed berry tips between his teeth. She writhed against the tiles and strained against the hold of Jace's hands, but he didn't relent. Jace could see Jasper whipping Sarah's exposed nubbin with a frenetic pace, and even if he couldn't, Sarah's unbridled physical reaction told him everything he needed to know. Jasper pushed his weight into her, trapping his hand between her thighs, and stole a long, deep kiss from her passion-swollen mouth. In a second, she shuddered, and Jace rode the wave of her orgasm as fiercely as he had Jasper's and his own.

  Eventually, her body settled, and Jace let her go. Jasper stepped back too.

  Sarah slumped against the wall and chuckled, covering half her face with an open palm. “All right, boys, I'm worked over in places I never knew I could be, and my muscles are mush. You are going to have to carry me back to bed. One bed.” She put that melt-me-with-one-look stare on Jace that had been working on him since pretty much the day he moved into this house. “Together.”

  Jasper looked to Jace too, his eyes bright with more than sexual satisfaction. “Together.”

  Nodding, his voice rough, Jace said, “Okay. Together.”

  They finished rinsing off in cold water, and Jace let Sarah and Jasper lead him to bed.

  * * * *

  “Why the hell can't you stop smiling, man?” Cade asked from the passenger seat of one of the marked SUVs. “What is going on with you today?”

  Jace shook his head and offered a modified shrug, his hands on the wheel as he drove them back to town after spending part of the afternoon refereeing a domestic dispute between two brothers who owned a piece of land on the farthest reaches of Quinten's jurisdiction. After witnessing the men throw a couple of punches at each other and then wrestle to the ground, the granddaughter of one of the men called the sheriff's station to intervene. The men just needed some cool, rational conversation to help settle emotions, and the deputies made no arrests.