Forbidden Heat

by Opal Carew

  At that, she strode out the door and hurried down the hall.

  As soon as Danielle stormed from his office, Jake’s anger deflated. He stared at Trey, who still stared at the empty doorway.

  “Well, that didn’t go very well,” Jake said.

  Trey glanced at Jake. The last embers of anger faded from his brown eyes and he nodded.

  “Just because she says she doesn’t love me . . . or you . . . doesn’t mean it’s true. With her background, she’s afraid to love anyone.”

  Jake nodded and settled into one of the chairs by his round table with a sigh. “She’s right, you know. You need to come to terms with who you are, and what you and I had in the past, before you can have a solid relationship with someone.”

  Trey gripped the back of the chair beside Jake’s. “That’s probably true.” He paced back and forth a few times, then turned toward Jake. “About you and me . . .”

  As Jake watched him, his heart clenched. Trey had come to some kind of decision. Jake could tell by the determined set of his jaw.

  Was Trey going to lay it on the line once and for all . . . that he and Trey were over?

  “I think we should have a little talk,” Trey said.

  Jake leaned forward. “That’s a good idea. When?”

  “Right after I have a talk with my sisters.”

  Danielle parked in her driveway and turned off the ignition, then headed toward the house. It had been three days since she’d stormed out of Jake’s office. Since Jake had told her he loved her. Four since Trey had proclaimed his love. In all that time, neither of them had called her, or even e-mailed.

  She went into the house and kicked her shoes into the closet, then headed for the kitchen to start dinner. Another meal alone.

  She missed Trey and Jake terribly. She opened the freezer and pulled out a frozen dinner, then tossed it in the microwave. Over the past three nights, when she went to bed, she couldn’t sleep. All she could think about in the darkness was how crappy it was to be all alone, especially when she had not one, but two gorgeous men who both claimed to love her.

  What she wouldn’t do to have a strong shoulder to lean on. To have a warm, tender—and sexy—man to hold her every night.

  She poured herself a glass of water and grabbed the meal from the micro wave. The spicy ginger noodles were tasty, but a little hot.

  How could she ever choose between them? And if she did, how could she live with herself after driving a wedge between them forever?

  Her doorbell rang and she headed to the door. She pulled it open and her jaw dropped when she found Trey and Jake standing there smiling at her.

  Twenty

  Oh God. Danielle’s heart melted seeing Trey and Jake again.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “You didn’t think we’d just leave it the way it was, did you?” Jake asked.

  “Well, when you didn’t call . . .” Damn, she shouldn’t have said that.

  Jake grinned broadly. “So, Trey, it appears the lady has missed us.”

  “May we come in, Dani?” Trey asked.

  “Of course.” She stepped back.

  Trey closed the door behind them. Jake stepped toward her, and she willed herself not to step back. Because she wanted to flee. From the thundering of her heart. From the wild desire to throw herself into his arms. From the desperate need to tell him she loved him and plead with him to take her back.

  But then she glanced toward Trey. Her feelings of love for him had not diminished either, despite her constant conversations with herself that he wasn’t ready for love.

  Jake slid his arms around her and drew her into his embrace. She stood stiff . . . until his mouth melded with hers, then she became a boneless mass of need. His tongue stroked her lips and she opened to him. His sweet invasion sent her senses into a spin.

  She felt Trey’s hands stroke over her back. Jake released her lips and turned her around to face Trey. He drew her into his arms and kissed her, his mouth moving on hers with a passionate arousing insistence. Her tongue glided into his mouth of its own accord. Jake stepped close and kissed her neck. She was sandwiched between the two of them. Pressed between their hard muscular bodies, the heat of them emanating through her, setting her blood to boiling. She could feel their arousal in the form of two swelling cocks. And her own as her nipples tightened to hard beads and her insides melted to liquid heat.

  Grasping for some sense of sanity, she drew her lips free from Trey’s and sucked in a deep breath. She summoned an inner strength and flattened her hand against his chest, and pushed eased him away. She stepped from between the two of them.

  “I still don’t know why you’re here. I don’t intend to pick up where we left off. Nothing has changed, so—”

  “But something has changed,” Trey said.

  Her eyebrows arched. “What?”

  “Danielle, do you trust us?” Jake asked.

  “Of course.” Trust had never been the issue.

  “Good.” Jake stroked down her arms—then she realized he was pressing her arms together behind her. A clinking sound followed by cold metal pressing against her wrist startled her, then a loud click . . . click. He’d handcuffed her hands behind her back.

  “What the . . . ?”

  He pressed her backward until her legs connected with the couch, and she fell onto the plush fabric. Trey grasped one of her ankles while Jake caught the other. She watched Trey wind a smooth rope around her ankle in a couple of quick rotations, draw the length of rope sideways, then slide it around the leg of her end table. Jake worked similarly on her other ankle. They tugged on the ropes, pulling her ankles apart, widening her legs, then tied the ropes.

  Her heart thundered in her chest as excitement skittered along her nerve endings. She didn’t know why they had decided to tie her up—other than maybe to stop her from fleeing while they explained why they were here—but she couldn’t help but hope that the experience would include some hot and heavy sex.

  But as much as she wanted that, she couldn’t just let it happen.

  “Look, I already told you—”

  Her words stopped suddenly as Trey popped a rubber ball attached to a strap into her mouth. A gag. Her tongue explored the ball and discovered contours and a ridge and . . . Her cheeks flushed. It wasn’t a ball. It was a . . . cockhead. Her tongue roved over it; then she sucked, longing for a real live cockhead. The two men in front of her possessed exactly what she wanted.

  If they had allowed her a moment, she would have protested, reminding them that she couldn’t allow her relationship with either one of them to continue given the confusion of feelings between them . . . But if she couldn’t protest . . . then she’d just have to enjoy it!

  Trey leaned over and tucked a wisp of hair behind Danielle’s ear.

  “Just so you know, I had a long talk with Tasha and Suzie. I told them that I’ve been confused for a long time and that you insisted it would be good for me to tell them. That you made me realize I was hiding not just from them, but from myself.”

  Trey bent forward and planted a kiss on her forehead. “Thank you, sweetheart. Apparently, they’d always suspected Jake and I had been a couple, but it was clear I wasn’t comfortable with talking about it, so they never asked. When I introduced you as my girlfriend, they said they were thrilled. They don’t care if I date a woman or a man. They just want me to be with someone who makes me happy.”

  Jake stepped forward. “Trey and I have talked, at length, and . . .” He glanced toward Trey.

  Trey stepped forward and took Jake’s hand. “And we’ve decided that we can make it work between us.” His arm went around Jake’s shoulder. “I never really stopped loving Jake. I needed to explore other options, but . . . I really do love him.”

  Elation bubbled through her, at the same time as a dark cloud of sadness settled over her because this meant she had truly lost both of them.

  Standing behind Jake, Trey slipped his arms around him and began unbuttoning his
shirt, slowly revealing his solid chest.

  “We don’t want you to take our word for it, though,” Jake said.

  Once his shirt was unfastened, Jake shrugged free of it; then Trey’s hands trailed over his chest, stroking the sculpted muscles, tweaking the beadlike nipples. His hand stroked downward, over the tight abdominals, then lower. He slid open the zipper of Jake’s jeans. Trey reached inside and drew out Jake’s fully erect cock. Trey stroked it lovingly.

  “Jake is hot, hard, and sexy. Don’t you agree?”

  She nodded, her gaze focused on the powerful erection gliding within Trey’s grasp. Trey released the hard cock and stroked up Jake’s chest, then down again, pushing the denim downward. Jake pushed down his pants and briefs in one movement, then stepped out of them. He stood naked except for his socks. Trey pulled him into his arms and the two kissed. Danielle watched, mesmerized, as their mouths moved, tongues coiling together.

  Jake undressed Trey, stripping off his shirt, then his jeans and boxers. They both peeled off their socks, then faced her, fully naked, their erections pointing at her.

  She longed to grab each of those hard shafts and draw them into her mouth. But she couldn’t. Right now, she was all tied up!

  Jake wrapped his hand around Trey’s cock and Trey grasped Jake’s. They pumped each other, still facing her. She sucked on the rubber cockhead in her mouth, longing to suck on the real cocks in front of her.

  They stepped toward her, and Jake dropped to his knees, so close that his thigh brushed her leg. He pulled Trey’s cock into his mouth. He licked the end, then swirled around the ridge. He drew back, stroking the lovely cock in his slick hands. He smiled at her, then dove onto Trey’s cock again. Trey’s hands wrapped around Jake’s head. He released the leather tie from Jake’s ponytail, and his fingers tangled in Jake’s shoulder-length hair.

  Jake bobbed up and down, then his cheeks hollowed as he sucked. Trey groaned and stiffened. Danielle wished she could suck on that hard hot cock, but Jake’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. Clearly, he’d finished the job.

  Jake released Trey’s spent cock, then stood up as Trey sank down. Trey grasped Jake’s straining cock and he played over it with his lips, then drew the cockhead into his mouth. He stroked the shaft with his hand as he sucked on the head. Soon his mouth stroked up and down as he swallowed Jake deep, then glided away. Again and again. Jake stroked Trey’s short hair as his head fell back. Trey cupped Jake’s balls and sucked hard on the big cock. Jake stiffened and grunted. Trey kept on sucking, then swallowed.

  Trey stood up and they faced her, arms around each other’s waist. Trey’s cock was semierect again, while Jake’s hung limp and satisfied.

  “We think our relationship might have a chance, but as I told you before,” Trey said, “there was always something missing. We think we’ve finally figured out what that was.”

  Jake knelt beside the couch and slid her skirt upward. Trey knelt beside him. Each placed a hand on one of her thighs, then stroked upward. Jake drew aside the crotch of her panties.

  “I still think you have a very pretty pussy,” Jake said.

  “Absolutely gorgeous,” Trey agreed.

  Jake slid two fingers along her damp slit, then slipped them inside. Trey leaned forward and licked her clit. Jake drew his fingers out, and Trey captured Jake’s fingers in his mouth, then sucked. Jake leaned down and licked her clit, then turned to Trey. Their tongues glided out and connected, sharing her slick moisture with each other. They kissed, sharing tongues . . . then parted. Trey leaned down and licked her opening. Jake joined him, licking her clit. Their two mouths worked busily at her wet folds and she groaned into the cockhead in her mouth. Jake’s fingers slipped into her vagina and he stroked her as Trey sucked on her clit. She tried to suck in air as pleasure rose within her. Jake reached behind her head and the gag slipped free. She gulped in a breath of air, then moaned deeply. Swells of bliss pummeled her as she shot off into a delicious orgasm.

  As it waned, Jake stood in front of her and pressed his cock to her lips. She opened and swallowed him inside, then sucked deeply. He pressed in and out several times, then drew back. Trey slipped into her mouth, and she licked his cockhead thoroughly, then sucked him inside. He glided in and out, then drew free.

  “Undo the handcuffs,” she said.

  Jake glanced at Trey and Trey nodded. A moment later, he inserted the key into the lock and freed her hands. She almost laughed when she realized they seemed worried she would call it quits now. Instead, she wrapped her hands around each of their cocks and stroked them with purpose. She drew Trey to her mouth and swallowed him deep. She pulled downward on Jake’s until he lowered to his knees. He pressed his cock to her wet opening and dove inside.

  She gasped in pleasure at the delightful invasion. She sucked Trey into her mouth again and squeezed him. Jake thrust into her. Slowly at first, then picking up speed. She clenched around him, her senses clamoring for more. Trey stroked her breast, and she wished her blouse and bra would disintegrate, leaving her aching nipples naked to his touch.

  Jake drove deep . . . again and again. Trey fell from her mouth as she moaned. She wrapped her hand around him and stroked as pleasure swelled to incredible heights. Jake hammered into her and bliss exploded within her. She wailed as the orgasm blasted through her. Jake groaned as he climaxed, but he kept pumping into her. He pulled free and Trey knelt in front of her and drove his cock into her. He thrust deep and fast. His hard thrusts propelled her into another orgasm, with Trey right on her heels. Both of them exploded in orgasm at the same time.

  When Trey pulled out, she realized Jake had untied one of her ankles and was working on the other. Trey hefted her off the couch and over his shoulder, then carried her to the bedroom. Jake stripped off her clothes and the two of them sandwiched her between them, Jake in front and Trey behind. Hot, hard, muscular bodies pressed against her.

  Oh God, she’d missed them. If all they wanted from her was to be an occasional addition to their sexual escapades, she’d take it. She wouldn’t give up being with them like this for anything.

  Their arms were around each other, with her in the middle. Jake kissed her. His lips slipped from hers and he kissed Trey over her shoulder. Joy rose in her, knowing she’d been able to bring them together after all. She’d been right all along that they belonged together.

  Jake’s hard cock pressed against her belly and Trey’s against her behind. Jake slid into her, his shaft stretching her delightfully. Trey pressed his cock to her back opening and his thick cockhead slowly pressed inside. She squeezed against him, allowing him to push all the way in.

  They stood still for several moments, enjoying the closeness of being so intimately joined. All three of them. She loved the fullness of being stretched front and back by these two wonderful men. Both men she loved.

  Oh God, it was true. No matter how she tried to convince herself otherwise, she loved them both. She pushed away the sorrow of knowing she could never fully enjoy that love with a long-term relationship . . . home, kids, family. . . . She would not allow herself to ruin this moment. She intended to enjoy every moment with them.

  She kissed Jake and smiled up at him.

  “Well, don’t just stand there, boys. Fuck me.”

  Jake chuckled and thrust forward. Trey did, too, at the same time. They drew back and thrust forward . . . back . . . then forward. Their cocks stroked her internal passages. Arousing. Sensitizing. Sending pleasure thrumming through every part of her body . . . carrying her higher and higher . . .

  Jake slid free; then Trey walked her to the dresser and leaned her forward to face the mirror. His cock was still inside her ass. Jake stepped beside them, pumping his cock. Trey stroked Danielle’s breasts. She watched her reflection as her nipples hardened and protruded. Jake leaned down and sucked one in his mouth, then nipped. She cried out at the exquisite pleasure-pain. He licked, then sucked, and she moaned.

  Jake’s cock swelled and he stepped behind Trey. He pr
essed against Trey and pushed into him. Immediately, she felt Trey’s cock expand inside her . . . almost enough to send her over the edge again.

  “Wait,” she said. She wiggled forward until Trey slipped from her opening. Then she turned around and faced him. She leaned against the dresser and opened her legs. Trey pressed his cock to her opening and pushed inside. She wrapped her legs around Trey and Jake, hooking her ankles over Jake’s hips. He grabbed her calves and drove forward, pushing Trey deeper into her. She moaned at the same time as Trey. Jake took the lead and thrust forward again and again, his cock thrusting into Trey and, in turn, thrusting Trey’s cock into her.

  Trey’s hands around her hips stopped her from flopping on the floor while Jake’s hands around her calves kept her steady. Trey’s cock stroked her vagina again and again. The thought of Jake’s cock driving into Trey’s ass and, indirectly, into her sent a spiral of intense excitement through her. Two cocks were fucking her. Jake’s and Trey’s.

  Trey began to moan. Jake groaned. The feel of Trey’s hot liquid pulsing into her sent her over the edge. She wailed in mind-shattering pleasure.

  As the three of them lay on the bed together, arms and legs tangled together, Danielle sighed.

  “So do you finally believe that I love you?” Trey asked.

  She lay still waiting for Jake to answer. Trey pushed himself onto his elbow and stared down at her.

  “Dani?”

  She glanced at Trey.

  “Do you finally believe me? I told my sisters. I’ve come to terms with my love for Jake.”

  “You were asking me?” she asked. Confusion coursed through her.

  “That’s right. Why do you think we’re here?”

  Jake chuckled as he propped himself on his elbow, too. “Hey, man, I think she believes we’re just here for the sex.”