A Million Tiny Pieces

by Nicole Edwards

  “Can we come pick you up?”

  Tarik glanced over at Phoenix, who was now looking at him intently. Okay, so maybe they had heard from her. Phoenix wouldn’t have made the offer to just anyone.

  “Okay. Text me the address. We’ll be there in a few.”

  When Phoenix stabbed the end button on his phone, Tarik had already put the pieces of the puzzle together. “Mia?”

  “Yeah. She’s at her friend Alex’s house.”

  Putting the gear shift in reverse, Tarik backed out of the spot and aimed the SUV for the exit. No reason to stall; he’d heard Phoenix’s end of the call. Less than a minute later, Phoenix had entered the address into his phone’s navigation, giving Tarik instructions on which direction to head, and they were on their way.

  “She sound okay?” Tarik asked, glancing over at Phoenix as he drove.

  “Yeah. A little intoxicated, but yeah.” The smile in Phoenix’s tone made Tarik feel better.

  Ever since Mia had informed him that she was going to her mother’s, he’d been worried. Part of him had suspected she was blowing them off. He knew throughout their afternoon that Phoenix had been on a nervous edge as well, but he had tried his best not to show it. Tarik knew him better than that. Phoenix’s relief was evident now as they headed toward the answers to the millions of questions they’d had throughout the day.

  Fifteen minutes later, Tarik drove past the security gate of the upper-crust neighborhood after entering a code that Mia provided them in a text and followed the directions to the address she had given them.

  When they pulled into the circular drive, the porch lights were on as well as the landscape lighting that accentuated the well-maintained lawn. The neighborhood reminded Tarik a lot of the one Sid had lived in. Each house bigger than the next, every yard looked as though someone spent eight hours a day manually clipping each blade of grass so that everything was neat and tidy.

  Once parked, Tarik exited the Escalade and led the way to the front door, hitting the button for the bell and taking a step back.

  They were greeted by the same man who’d taken Mia to the charity ball, Johnathan Henry.

  “John,” he greeted, announcing his name as he held out his hand and took a step back, allowing them entry into the house. “Nice to meet you.”

  Tarik and Phoenix both returned the gesture, introducing themselves.

  “She’s a little intoxicated,” Johnathan said as he closed the door behind them and then led the way through the lavish entry, down a few steps into another expansive room, and then on a trek through what had to be half the house before they found Mia sitting on a chocolate-brown sectional sofa in another sunken room, looking up at them with a glowing smile on her face.

  Only then did the choke chain that had pierced his heart earlier that day let loose.

  “Hi.” Mia’s smile widened, her eyes glassy from the alcohol. “Sit. Stay a while. Johnathan’s a big fan. He loves the Austin Arrows. Won’t stop talking about them,” Mia slurred.

  Tarik shot a glance at Johnathan to find the man shaking his head. Clearly he’d been dealing with Mia’s inebriated state for a while now.

  “Can I get you something to drink? Wine? Beer?”

  “A beer would be good,” Phoenix stated as he headed across the room to join Mia on the sofa.

  “You?” Johnathan asked him.

  “Nothing for me. Thanks.” Tarik wanted all his faculties about him tonight.

  Johnathan disappeared in the opposite direction.

  “You okay?” Phoenix asked Mia when he lowered himself down beside her.

  Tarik worked his way around the coffee table and joined them, sitting on Mia’s other side.

  “I am now,” she said sweetly, looking up at Phoenix with wide, hopeful eyes before sliding her gaze to Tarik.

  “Hey.” A bright, cheerful voice sounded from behind him, and Tarik twisted to see the woman from the charity ball coming to join them, a bottle of wine in her hands. “So glad you could make it. She’s been missing you.”

  Tarik wondered for a moment which one of them she was talking to. Had Mia told her friend that she was sleeping with both of them? That they were sleeping with one another?

  “Alexandra Henry, but my friends call me Alex,” she greeted formally when she approached, holding out a dainty hand. Tarik shook her hand, surprised at how firm her grip was. No limp wrist for this one.

  “Tarik,” he stated before she reached over and shook Phoenix’s hand.

  “Well, I can tell you that your girl’s in a mood tonight.”

  Tarik met Alex’s silver gaze, realizing she was looking at him now. What had Mia told her?

  Johnathan returned with two beers, and after handing one over to Phoenix, he joined his wife on the sofa.

  “You have a very beautiful house,” Phoenix said, apparently trying to start a conversation. “What is it that you do?”

  “He’s a plastic surgeon,” Alex said proudly.

  “And you?” Phoenix questioned Alex.

  “Oh, you know, I do a little of this, a little of that. Mostly I volunteer my time with local hospitals and charities.”

  Tarik glanced down at Mia. She looked as though she was going to fall asleep. She had curled up between them both, one hand on each of their legs, her wine forgotten on the table.

  “The team’s been doing well this year,” Johnathan prompted, his attention focused on Phoenix.

  “Not too bad,” Phoenix said with a smirk.

  “I’m sorry about your father,” Johnathan said kindly. “I’d actually had the pleasure of meeting him a time or two.”

  Phoenix nodded. Tarik had no idea what people were supposed to say to condolences of that nature. Luckily, Phoenix didn’t have an issue with carrying a conversation with anyone, and he proved it, morphing into the topic of hockey.

  Twenty minutes passed and Mia’s eyes had closed.

  “She’s had a rough day,” Alex said softly when the conversation hit a lull. “She went to see her mother.”

  “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Phoenix queried.

  “You’ll have to ask her,” Alex said, smiling.

  Tarik decided he liked Alex and Johnathan. They obviously cared about Mia.

  “Well, we better head home. I think she’s out for the night.”

  Alex got to her feet at the same time Tarik did. Phoenix managed to wake Mia enough to get her to walk to the door, although Tarik would’ve had no problem carrying her.

  “Thanks for coming. She’s been talking about the two of you all night,” Alex told him, surprising him with the revelation. “She’s my best friend. We talk about everything. But don’t worry, what hits my ears from her mouth stays right here.” Alex thumped her temple lightly. “Just take care of her, would you? I don’t know what’s in store for the three of you, but keep in mind” — Alex leaned in closer and lowered her voice — “she’s fragile underneath it all.” Stepping back and smiling brightly, she added, “But don’t tell her I said that. She’ll kick my ass.”

  Tarik laughed and then accepted an awkward hug from Alex and another handshake from Johnathan. He assisted Mia out to the Escalade while Phoenix stopped to talk to them. A few minutes later, they were back on the road, heading home, and the vice that had gripped his chest had officially been annihilated.

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  “DON’T GO,” MIA said after Phoenix followed her into her condo. He’d planned to get her settled in bed so she could sleep off the wine, but clearly she had other plans.

  “Are you sure?” he asked, glancing back at Tarik, who had followed them inside. Honestly, he’d thought she was down for the count, having slept the entire drive back in Phoenix’s arms.

  “I’m sure.” She smiled. “I missed you both. I don’t want you to go yet.”

  Phoenix wondered just how much she’d had to drink and how much the wine would affect her emotional state. He liked the idea of her missing them, but he hadn’t expected her to come out an
d say it.

  “Do you want something to drink?” she asked, her gaze darting down the hall toward the kitchen.

  “No, thanks. What about you?” Phoenix asked. “Do you want something?”

  “Yes,” she said, her sleepy eyes drooping, her throaty voice lowering another octave.

  His body hardened instantly when he realized she wasn’t talking about anything they could get in the kitchen.

  She took his hand and Tarik’s, then led them into the living room.

  “Sit,” she commanded.

  His mind instantly drifted back to their game of naked Simon Says. As intriguing as that had been, Phoenix wasn’t in the mood for games tonight. He’d spent the entire day wondering if Mia would even speak to him again. He wasn’t about to waste the time he had with her giving instructions.

  Not tonight, anyway.

  But he did sit as she requested. He kept his hand linked with hers and pulled her toward him. She tumbled into his lap, and he took control of the moment. Lowering her onto her back, Phoenix hovered over her, sealing his mouth with hers, tasting her sweetness, her eagerness. Her hands wrapped around him, pulling him to her, and he gave her what she wanted. When he lifted his mouth from hers, Tarik picked up where he’d left off, drawing a soft moan from Mia as she maneuvered until she had one arm around Tarik and one around Phoenix.

  Phoenix moved his lips to her neck, then lower. He pushed her sweatshirt up, revealing the silky smooth skin beneath. He kissed and licked her while Tarik devoured her mouth. Their make-out session lasted until the three of them were naked and on Mia’s bed.

  “I need to feel you,” Mia whispered against Phoenix’s lips. “I want to feel both of you inside me.”

  Phoenix’s cock jumped. He had no idea what Mia was referring to, but his mind instantly came up with several ideas, one of which was something he’d dreamed about for weeks now.

  “We don’t want to hurt you,” Tarik told her, sucking her nipple into his mouth.

  “You won’t,” she said breathlessly, bowing her back and urging them both to give her breasts attention. “I trust you.”

  “We need lube,” Tarik said, lifting his head and meeting her gaze.

  “In the nightstand drawer,” she said with a smile, her eyes shifting toward one of the tables beside the bed.

  Phoenix had to wonder whether she knew what Tarik was insinuating. Based on her heated expression, she knew, but Phoenix wanted to hear her say it.

  “Do you know what you’re asking for?” Phoenix questioned, lowering his lips to hers gently.

  “Yes.”

  “Tell us,” Phoenix demanded. “What is it that you want?”

  “I want to feel you both inside me,” she said, reaching down and gripping his cock with her soft, cool fingers. “I want to have you both inside me. At the same time.”

  Phoenix growled, fusing his mouth with hers as his body responded to her words. Her fingernails clawed at his back, grinding her hips up toward him. Phoenix flipped their positions, pulling her on top of him and settling her above his cock.

  Hissing in a breath, Phoenix closed his eyes when Tarik sheathed him with a condom, rolling it down slowly, grazing his balls more than was necessary.

  “Are you sure?” Phoenix asked Mia as she guided him into her, her warm, wet pussy clasping him and pulling him deep.

  “Oh, yeah,” she moaned.

  Phoenix gritted his teeth, the pleasure consuming him. She was hot and wet and so fucking tight.

  “Ride me, Mia,” he instructed when he spotted Tarik retrieving the lube and rolling a condom over his thick, heavy cock.

  Mia began rocking her hips, moaning as she did, her breasts swaying above his head.

  “So good,” he said, encouraging her to continue. Gripping her thighs to keep her still, he pulled his hips forward, pushing his cock deep.

  The bed shifted when Tarik joined them, moving up between Phoenix’s legs. Phoenix pulled Mia down, crushing her breasts against his chest while he melded his mouth to hers once again. He couldn’t see what Tarik was doing, but he swallowed Mia’s moans and mewls as he continued to rock his hips, thrusting into her gently, causing enough friction to make his mind go blank.

  They continued like that for long minutes, until Mia broke the kiss, trying to push her hips back.

  “That’s it, baby. Fuck my fingers,” Tarik urged.

  “Does it feel good?” Phoenix asked her. “Do you like when Tarik fucks your ass while my cock is buried in your tight pussy?”

  “Yes,” she said, the word coming out in a barely there whisper.

  More movement on the bed, and then Mia’s body went rigid.

  “Relax for us,” Phoenix crooned, sucking her earlobe into his mouth. “Let Tarik slide his cock into your ass. Feel us both filling you at the same time.”

  Tarik took his time, and Phoenix continued to talk to Mia until she relaxed enough to take Tarik inside her. Then they were both filling her. Phoenix could feel the hard ridge of Tarik’s cock pressing against his own inside Mia. It was an exquisite, erotic feeling. They’d done this before, but never, not one single fucking time, had it felt this good.

  “Oh, God. It’s too much,” Mia cried, her pussy tightening around his cock.

  “Relax, baby. Let us fuck you. Let us make you feel good.”

  Mia nodded, but he could see the pain etched on her face. He cupped her head, pulling her mouth to his as Tarik began to retreat before sliding inside her once again. Phoenix didn’t have to move; Tarik was doing all the work, sending shards of pleasure coursing through Phoenix’s balls as he slowly penetrated Mia over and over, burying his cock in her ass while sliding against him inside her body.

  Phoenix worked his hands down to her hips and gripped her firmly, lifting her so that he could ease his cock up into her before pulling back. Tarik picked up on his rhythm, and they began fucking her slowly, alternating thrusts so that only one of them filled her at a time. Phoenix kept his eyes locked on her face, watching the pain morph into pleasure until she was panting and moaning, trying to take them deeper.

  “Oh, God, Mia,” Tarik groaned. “You feel so good, baby. So tight.”

  “That’s it,” Phoenix urged. “Let it feel good, baby. Let us fuck you. I want to feel you come on my cock.”

  Mia cried out and her pussy clenched around his cock. She was close.

  “I want you to come at the same time we do,” Phoenix told her, his eyes drifting up to Tarik’s. “Close?”

  “Yeah. Fuck yeah,” Tarik said, his hips still bucking forward as he fucked her ass, continuing to do most of the work, rocking Mia along Phoenix’s dick.

  “Make me come. Please make me come,” Mia begged.

  Phoenix doubled his thrusts, driving into her as hard as he could with the two of them above him while Tarik matched his rhythm, their cocks rubbing together inside her as they impaled her at the same time. It was so fucking good. Better than good. Probably the most exquisite thing he’d ever felt.

  “Oh… Oh, fuck… Phoenix! Tarik!” Mia screamed, more garbled words following as her body tightened, her climax gripping her, milking Phoenix’s release from him as he stilled beneath her.

  Tarik thrust into her twice more before his body went rigid, his cock pulsing against Phoenix’s as he filled her ass.

  It was, by far, the most intense thing Phoenix had ever known.

  Chapter Thirty

  SUNDAY MORNING, MIA woke up in an empty bed. She rolled over, fully expecting a pounding throb in her temples only to find there was none. A quick glance at the nightstand explained why. A glass of water and a bottle of aspirin, along with a note, greeted her. Someone had been thoughtful enough to make sure she’d taken pain reliever before she went to bed.

  Smiling, she reached for the note and rolled onto her back, blinking in the bright morning light as her eyes tried to focus on the scribble in front of her.

  Morning, sunshine. We’ll be back to take you to lunch, so don’t go anywhere. And if you’r
e in this bed when we get back, you won’t be leaving for a while. Just a warning. ~P

  When her stomach rumbled, Mia’s grin widened. She was starving, and she needed to shower, although the idea of a replay from last night certainly didn’t make it easy to move.

  Her mind drifted back to the events of the night, specifically those that had taken place in her very bed.

  Does it feel good? Do you like when Tarik fucks your ass while my cock is buried in your tight pussy?

  Phoenix’s words echoed in her head, making her body heat instantly. Tarik’s fingers had been fucking her ass. The feeling hadn’t been exactly pleasant at first, but it had quickly morphed into an overwhelming pleasure, making her want more. The thought of them both filling her at the same time had overridden any fear of pain.

  Relax for us. Let Tarik slide his cock into your ass. Feel us both filling you at the same time.

  The next thing she’d known, Tarik’s thick cock had filled her ass, stretching her. A blinding pain had caused her to still, her brain telling her to stop him. However, between the alcohol that had relaxed her body and Phoenix’s tongue as he kissed her, Mia had ignored the warnings until nothing else had mattered but Tarik and Phoenix inside her at the same time.

  That’s it. Let it feel good, baby. Let us fuck you. I want to feel you come on my cock.

  Heat swamped her now at the memory, the way Phoenix’s erotic words had sent her soaring while they had fucked her so divinely.

  Yep, she was definitely in the market for a replay of last night.

  But not right now. Right now, she needed to focus on getting ready.

  Forcing herself out of bed, she walked gingerly to the bathroom, gauging the soreness in her body. Not too bad, actually. Last night had been … incredible, and the tenderness was merely a reminder of how wonderful she had felt crushed between the two of them. Unlike anything she’d ever imagined, but it had brought her to an entirely different level.