by Rachel Clark
“Sure,” she said cautiously as she stepped into the bathroom. “I’ll try. Just tell me what to do.”
He lifted Alec into his arms. “We might need to do this in the main room,” he said as he looked around the cramped tiled space. Tara nodded her agreement, grabbed the towels off the vanity, and led the way into the other room.
Once in the main area, John lowered Alec’s feet to the ground and held him close as they both dripped water onto the carpet. Tara stepped forward, stood on her tiptoes to rub the towel gently over Alec’s hair and then lower down his back, over his buttocks and thighs, and then knelt to dry his lower legs and feet.
“Okay, Alec. Time to turn around,” she said in what he guessed was her imitation of a nurse’s tone. Carefully, he turned Alec in his arms and tried to hold his dry parts away from his own still-dripping abdomen.
Tara briskly dried the front of Alec, hesitating over the spots where the bullets had hit. The device had worked quite well, and now only a pale patch of skin covered each entry wound.
“How?” she asked as her startled gaze collided with John’s.
Chapter Eight
“We have a lot to explain to you, Tara. I’m just sorry that we couldn’t shield you from it,” John said quietly.
She nodded, not really understanding anything that he said. Well, not really understanding anything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours but very willing to hear an explanation now that her life had been almost literally turned upside down.
“Clothes?” she asked, determined to get Alec to safety before she started demanding answers.
“Leather suitcase over by the sleeping man at the doorway,” he said, indicating it with his chin. She moved toward the bag but hesitated as his words hit her.
“Sleeping?” She couldn’t quite hide the fear in her voice. Strange how she felt quite comfortable when she thought her and Alec’s attackers were dead. Knowing they were only asleep worried the hell out of her. She’d never seen a dead body, never wanted anyone to be dead, but right this moment she would have preferred it over the thought that the sleeping man might wake up.
Shit, this was one majorly fucked-up day.
“Yes, baby. They’re only sleeping. I’d rather not kill anyone, no matter how much they might deserve it.” She could hear the anger in John’s voice but also the quiet determination to hold true to his own values. Hell, she owed him a major apology.
She moved toward the suitcase, very grateful that she was able to drag it away from the unconscious man without him twitching. John’s soft voice called her attention again just as she was thinking of kicking the man who laughed as he tried to kill Alec.
“Baby, he’ll be out for hours, but we need to be on the road long before then.” His words were said in a low, soothing voice, and she wondered if maybe he could read her mind or at least her intent. Shit, she wouldn’t be surprised. After the things she’d seen today, anything seemed possible.
She grabbed track-pants, a shirt, and underwear from Alec’s case and hurriedly pulled them onto him. It wasn’t until he was fully dressed that the thought he and John had both been completely naked finally occurred to her. John still was.
“I’m going to lower him to the floor near this wall. Can you just make sure he doesn’t slide sideways while I pull on some clothes?”
She nodded quickly and placed herself beside Alec’s exhausted form. She wriggled so that his arm was slung over her shoulder and some of his weight rested on her. Alec mumbled some words, and she looked over to John for a translation. John stared at his lover with an amused expression on his face.
“What did he say,” she asked softly, wanting to know what could put a smile on John’s face at a time like this.
“He said that he finally has a beautiful woman in his arms, and he’s too tired to do anything about it.” Tara blushed all the way to the roots of her hair. She could feel the heat travel up her face even as she watched John smile at her reaction as he dressed.
“I’m sorry,” she blurted, worrying that John might be offended by his lover’s semiconscious flirting.
“Don’t be,” he said seriously. “You are a beautiful woman with a kind heart, and any man would be lucky to hold you.”
That blush sure wasn’t going away. She hugged Alec closer as John repacked the bags with everything not covered in blood and hauled them out to the car. On his final trip he gathered Alec in his arms, and she followed them both into the vehicle.
“Where are we going?” she asked. She didn’t really care where they went but rather that they avoid encounters with police who didn’t really seem to be police.
“We need to head into the mountains,” he said as he arranged Alec in the back seat. “There is a cave system about two hours from here that should shield you from their scans. Hopefully, I can build the technology we need before they find you again.”
She nodded even though she had absolutely no idea what he’d just said. Well, except for the part about caves. She wasn’t keen on caves—had always been frightened of the dark—but she’d survived in that black little room even when she’d been terrified. She’d withstand anything if it meant they’d be safe.
* * * *
Just over two hours later, John drove the car straight into the cave mouth. He didn’t want to leave the vehicle anywhere where it might attract attention. This was thick bush land with few visitors, but a seemingly abandoned car might just attract attention from the authorities and end up alerting the people he hoped most to avoid.
Tara looked at him, worry stamped all over her face. He wondered if she was afraid of the dark, a thought she confirmed a moment later when she asked if he had a torch.
“It’s going to be okay, Tara. Alec and I both have very good vision even in pitch black. We’ll keep you safe.” She nodded, her expression one of absolute faith in him. For a brief moment he allowed himself to feel the relief that gave him. Things had gone so badly yesterday that he’d worried she’d never trust him. At least now he had a chance to explain. “Stay here while I make sure no animals have taken up residence since I was here last.”
She nodded and glanced over her shoulder at Alec sleeping comfortably on the back seat. John moved to open the car door, but she leaned over and grabbed his arm.
“John,” she said, seeming to search for words. “I…I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you. I’m sorry Alec got shot. I’m sorry you almost lost him because of me.” The wobble in her voice suggested she was very close to tears, and he wanted nothing more than to crush her to him and hold her until she realized this wasn’t her fault. Instead, he leaned forward and touched the soft skin of her cheek with his callused hand.
“This isn’t your fault, Tara. I knew how dangerous it would be to try and hide you from them, but I also know that neither Alec nor I could stand by and let it happen.”
She nodded her understanding as a single tear rolled from her eye. He smoothed it away with his thumb and leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to her mouth. “Tara, I will never regret making the decision to protect you. Never.”
“Me neither,” a rough voice said from the back seat. It was only then that John realized he’d spoken his native tongue. Tara gave him a small smile as he repeated the words in English and translated Alec’s words as well. “We will protect you, sweet Tara, never doubt that.”
He left the car before she could say anything else.
Chapter Nine
Three weeks later, John was no closer to getting the portable generator working than he had been back at the safe house. Every time he tried to miniaturize the technology, it created a fatal flaw and the dampening field failed to work. He wanted to throw something in frustration, but he didn’t want to frighten Tara.
She and Alec had spent the last three weeks working on his English, and John had watched the bond between the two of them grow. At first she’d insisted on John and Alec sleeping together, obviously aware of their relationship, but Alec had convinced her to
sleep in his arms as well. Every night, the three of them curled up on the camping mattress and fell asleep.
He ached every moment now. To be so close to both of them but to just hold them was simply keeping him hard throughout the day and night. He’d often laughed at the description “blue balls,” but he was fast wondering if he was about to see the phenomenon firsthand.
“Earth to John,” Tara said as she handed him a cup full of steaming black coffee. He took the foul liquid gratefully, hoping that the caffeine boost might help solve his technological dilemma.
“Thanks,” he said and turned back to his work. It took him a moment to realize that she hovered beside his elbow still. He turned to look at her, and she blushed that pretty shade of pink that he was definitely coming to think of as his favorite color.
“I was thinking that maybe you’re concentrating too hard. Maybe you need to take a step back, relax for a while, and work off some steam. I could give you and Alec some privacy.”
His cock sure liked the idea considering the fact that it was about to undo the damn zipper all by itself. Holy hell that hurt.
“I’ll just go read by the fire,” she said as she tried to move away. He stood and caught her wrist before she could step away. He saw Alec’s nod of approval as he said the words he’d wanted to say for months.
“Please stay.” He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her mouth, and she gasped as Alec stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle.
“We want you with us,” Alec whispered into her ear. She shivered as his hands lifted higher and grazed the underside of her breasts. “Please say yes,” he said in the deep low voice that never failed to turn John on. She watched John, staring into his eyes as she said the word guaranteed to light up his insides.
“Yes.”
* * * *
Tara groaned as Alec’s hands moved even higher and flicked over her distended nipples. She’d been in an almost constant state of arousal since that first night when Alec had insisted that she sleep in his arms. Knowing that John slept behind him was enough to have her slick with want.
She knew the two men were in a committed relationship, and there was no way she would ever mess with that, but being invited into bed by two of the sexiest and most amazing men she’d ever met was simply too much temptation to turn down.
John kissed her softly, running his tongue over her lips before pushing past and exploring inside her mouth. She moaned as Alec undid the snap to her jeans and pushed them and her underwear to her ankles. John broke the kiss only long enough to allow Alec to lift her shirt and bra over her head, and then he returned to devour her senses.
The cool air caressed her skin as she felt Alec’s hand slide down over her tummy and the fingers tangle in the dark curls that hid her clit. His fingers toyed with her rapidly swelling flesh for a moment longer before dipping lower and thrusting into her throbbing pussy. A second finger joined the first, and she rose up on her toes as his thumb found her clit and ran across the bud over and over.
Her legs shook as John’s hands found her nipples and plucked at the sensitive peaks. She tried to widen her stance, but with the jeans still twisted around her ankles, she fell forward into John’s strong arms. He held her, pulling her further off balance so that she was bent almost in half, her ass pointing at Alec.
“I always knew this was a beautiful ass,” Alec said as his hand continued to drive her to the edge. His other hand smoothed over the soft flesh, squeezing slightly before he leaned over to kiss each cheek. John laughed quietly as she reached over and lifted his shirt so that she could suck and lick his nipples. He stopped laughing, though, when she dropped her hands to his waist and pushed his jeans to his knees. His cock sprang forward, and she wrapped her fist around him before he could even think about stopping her.
She was not going to be the only one coming with her pants still around her ankles. She lowered her mouth to his cock and licked the mushroom-shaped head with one long, wet swipe of her tongue. He wobbled at the knees as she lowered her mouth and sucked him inside.
“Oh, Tara,” Alec said from behind her as his fingers doubled their effort. “I need to be inside you. Please tell me it’s okay.”
She nodded against John’s cock, but blunt fingers tangled in her hair and lifted her head away. Even the fingers in her pussy stopped moving.
“Say the words, baby,” John said in a raspy voice, “or this stops right now.”
She tried to see his face, but he held her hair and refused to let her look up. “Yes,” she said, giving him what he wanted. “Yes, I want you both to make love to me, and to each other. Please. I need you both.”
She heard Alec lower the zipper on his jeans, and then the blunt head of his cock pushed into her slick flesh. She gasped, and John chose that moment to push his solid length back into her mouth.
They both began to move, holding her between them, supporting her awkward position as they pounded into her in unison. She’d never given head quite like this before, and as John fucked her face, she wondered why such rough treatment felt so damn good. Alec shuttled in and out of her pussy, his hold on her hips controlling her movement, her feet barely touching the ground.
She screamed around John’s cock as Alec’s clever fingers found her clit and squeezed. Her whole body shook as they both slammed into her, her orgasm spreading slivers of heat through every part of her body and soul. She swallowed fast as she felt John’s orgasm begin, the hot strings of pearly cum coating the back of her throat as she tried to keep up. Alec stilled inside her, and she could feel his excitement climbing as she sucked the cum from his lover’s cock.
As she finally let go of John’s thick shaft, Alec lifted her and inched over to the workbench behind John. Careful not to dislodge his hard cock, Alec arranged her, facedown, over the edge of the desk. John placed his hands on her shoulders, effectively pinning her down as Alec started to rock into her throbbing pussy again. His fingers found her clit and circled around and around the oversensitive flesh as she panted against the table surface.
John leaned over her, his mouth close to her ear. “Have you ever had a man in your ass?” he asked, the words a low, sexy throb.
“N…No,” she managed to stutter out as a thick digit played with the pucker of her anus, pressing harder and harder against the sensitive ring of muscle. “One day soon Alec is going to fuck your hot pussy while I take your ass. Both of us will fill you, stretch you and make you feel like there’s only the three of us in the whole universe.”
She panted harder as his dark words wound their way through her mind, and Alec’s thick finger pressed past her tight ring of muscle and breached her ass. Orgasm spun closer, her whole body tightening as her pussy and clit swelled with excitement.
“I think she likes that idea,” Alec said as he pushed his finger deeper into her ass.
“I think so, too,” John said next to her ear. “But this time, I’m going to fuck his ass while he fucks that sweet pussy. Would you like that, baby? You’ll feel every time I thrust into his ass echoed in your pussy. I’ll be fucking you both.”
She swallowed, her vision blurring as her brain went into overload. John moved away, and she turned her head to watch him slick his cock with lube and then moved behind Alec. She felt the first touch. Alec’s cock pulsed and leapt inside her pussy several times before he surged into her harder and groaned. She felt every thrust, knowing the rhythm came from John as he fucked his lover.
The combined torment twisted her insides, rushing her to orgasm. She screamed as the fingers on her clit squeezed at the same time that the finger pressed all the way into her ass twisted slightly. Heat roared through her veins, her body shaking against the rough wood as Alec’s cock pulsed hot cum deep into her core.
No longer able to move, barely able to breathe, she lay on the bench like a limp dishrag. Alec managed to pull his cock out of her before John moved him slightly and pressed his face against the table next to hers. She watched the bliss on hi
s expression as his lover fucked him. She leaned over to kiss him softly just as John roared his release and fell forward onto Alec’s back.
They lay there panting for a while, and then John opened his eyes and smiled straight into her heart. “Hello, beautiful,” he said quietly.
* * * *
John lay pressed over the top of his lover as their woman smiled into his eyes. And she was their woman. No way would they ever let her go now. He’d never experienced anything so incredible in his life, and at this point, wasn’t even sure his knees were going to work well enough for him to extricate his softening cock from Alec’s ass.
“I love you,” Alec said quietly, and for a moment, John wasn’t sure who he was talking to. Tara’s confused expression answered the question, and her eyes darted to his, her expression one of guilt and sorrow. John shifted awkwardly so that he could look her directly in the eyes.
“Baby, I want him to love you, just like I love you.”
He wasn’t quite sure what to make of the fact that her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head when he said it. He quickly found the energy to move, careful not to hurt Alec as he pulled away.
He gathered Tara in his arms and pulled her close. Alec ducked under his arms and wrapped his arms around them both.
“Tara, it’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. We just wanted you to know how we feel.”
“But you both love me,” she said sounding bewildered. “How can you both love me? And what about your relationship? I don’t want to damage the relationship you two have.”
“John and I will always love each other,” Alec said confidently. “And now that we both love you, as well, that just makes it better.” He let go of John’s waist so that he could lift Tara’s chin and place a soft kiss on her mouth. “Take a chance, sweet Tara. This is already something special. Why not let it grow? I know you can love us both. You just need to give it a try.”