A Valentine for Two

by Lia Davis

“Claiming what’s mine.” He smacked her ass.

  “Ow!” she screeched. “I have an article to write.”

  Carter followed behind them. “I’ll make sure you have plenty of time to write it.”

  “Oh, I am sure you will.”

  She had spirit, he had to give her that. He wasn’t sure how she’d take Sullivan’s honesty. Actually, he worried she’d outright say no because of what they were. Yet, she took it in stride. Tomorrow they’d talk about their lives together, after they settled in to their new normal.

  “Have you ever had more than one man at a time, Sierra?” He ran his hand up her thigh and groaned. “No panties. I’ll have to thank Margie.”

  “How do you know I don’t like going commando?”

  “Touché.” He continued to touch and caress her. “I feel like I’m in for a night of surprises when it comes to you. Tell us another secret. Make it a naughty one.” Carter slid his finger along her slick slit.

  “You have to promise you won’t laugh.” She arched toward him, earning another smack to her ass.

  Sullivan stopped. “Why would anyone laugh at your sexual fantasies?”

  She wiggled in his arms and he put her down. “People are assholes.”

  “Yes, but what does that have to do with sex?” Carter glanced at Sullivan. The anger radiating off him oppressed the air around them.

  “I like watching men have sex. Full on fucking. No pulling out. Orgasms and hot sweaty make out sessions,” she blurted, turning the deepest shade of crimson Carter had ever witnessed.

  “Well, you’re in for a treat then.” He grinned.

  “Wait.” She held up her hand, and put some space between them. “Are you saying, the two of you ... do it?”

  Sullivan laughed, and the anger surrounding him dissipated. “We have so much to teach you.”

  “Yes. We do.” Carter reached for the handle on their apartment door. “Tonight, we’re going to make your biggest fantasy come to life.”

  “Together?” She stumbled through the entryway, dumbfounded by their admission. She hadn’t meant for them to give her the fantasy she’d been sharing. Which, around them, seemed to happen more than not.

  “Yes, together.” Carter unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off his shoes. “Did you think you’d be able to only watch?” The rise of his brow did serious things to her girly parts.

  The ache building behind her clit intensified as the lean muscular expanse of his chest and tapered waist drew her attention. Jesus, welcome to the all you can eat incubus buffet. She stood, rooted in her spot as Sullivan joined Carter and began to disrobe. His gaze never left hers as he pulled his shirt tails from his pants and flicked open the buttons.

  Dark, muscular skin was revealed one inch at a time. He had a barrel chest and abdominal muscles that made her mouth water. He stood a good four inches over Carter, and was every bit of honed intimidation.

  Her mouth went dry. Her throat closed. These men were modern day gods. She licked her lips. “Wow.”

  Sullivan grinned. “I believe she approves.”

  “Indeed.” Carter stepped forward. “You’re overdressed, sweetness.”

  No, under his unyielding gaze, she felt underdressed. “I’m good. You guys can carry on for a bit.”

  He laughed. “What fun is it if we’re not sharing everything?” He reached for the hook closures at the front of her corset.

  “Those wings need to go as well.” Sullivan stepped behind her, and released the clasp holding her wings together on her back. “They look uncomfortable.”

  Well ... they were a little. A small sigh passed her lips when he removed them. “Okay maybe they were a little bit.”

  He chuckled.

  The hook and eyes slipped open as Carter continued to undress her. Nervous energy fluttered in her belly. Her hands trembled and she curled them into fists to keep from showing her anxiety.

  “Easy, sweetness. We’ll go slow.” He opened her hand, and rubbed her fingers. The tingle of awareness there, spread through her body. “Allow yourself to enjoy this treat with us.” He brushed his mouth over hers. “Give over to us, Sierra and I promise you’ll never regret this night or those to come.”

  His request surprised her and confused her. They were only doing this for a night, and honestly, she hadn’t even thought they’d get this far. All she’d wanted was a story. Not a love affair or whatever. “Beyond tonight?”

  “Don’t pay attention to him.” Sullivan’s breath floated across her shoulder. “He’s getting ahead of himself.”

  So, Sully understood too? “Must be.”

  Carter removed her top, and her breasts spilled free of their bindings. He groaned as he palmed the mounds. “We’ll talk later.” He dipped his face and took one of her hard nipples into his mouth to suck. Sierra gasped. The heated sensations of each pull shot straight to her sex. The muscles of her thighs clenched, trying to find a way to alleviate the constant throbbing of her clit. Nothing worked.

  Her skirt grew tighter, rubbing against her in a sensual way that only served to turn her on even more. All of this was happening so fast. She didn’t have time to think and shouldn’t that be a good thing? Let go. You deserve a night of happiness. She did. Several, in fact. She pushed her fingers into his short hair and held on as his tongue lashed at the sensitive bead. She arched her back as he bit down, giving Sullivan access to tease the neglected nipple.

  Stuck between the two men, they opened her up to new sensation. New ideals of what being fully loved or used or whatever the term maybe for this. Nothing would ever compare to this night and in a way, that scared her. What if she never found another person like either one of them? Incubus did have a way of ruining women. Would she be a discarded soul as well?

  “You’re thinking way too hard, which means we’re not doing our job.” Carter nipped the curve of her breast. “Don’t worry about tomorrow. Concentrate on tonight.”

  She gave a weak nod of her head. “Only tonight.”

  Sullivan reached down and tugged on the zipper holding her skirt closed. “Step out of your shoes.”

  She complied readily and shimmied her hips when he began removing the latex from her body. “Do you like giving head?”

  Duh. Doesn’t everyone? “Yes.”

  “Good. Carter likes receiving it. I think because he’s been so mouthy tonight we should do it together.”

  “Together?” She wasn’t sure she completely understood what Sullivan was getting at.

  “Yes. We’ll be servicing him together.” He gave her a devious grin. “He enjoys it when his dick is sucked, almost as much as he enjoys sex.”

  She peeked up at Carter through her lashes. The tops of his cheeks were pink as was his chest. His lips were parted slightly. He reached down and opened his pants, allowing them to fall to the ground once he released them. Sierra swallowed hard. Long, semi-thick and hard, his cock jutted from a neatly trimmed thatch of hair. His foreskin covered his tip, except for a hint of his slit, already covered in precum.

  “You’ll take the top and I’ll get the bottom.” Sullivan shoved Carter to the couch. “For future reference, he likes his ass rimmed and his hole played with.”

  Shock melted into lust as she watched Carter stroke himself. He pumped his hand upward, then teased the tip with his thumb. The way he spread his legs, allowed for his sac to settle low. After a second of staring at him, taking her fill of his relaxed state, she climbed onto the couch beside him and waited for Sullivan to kneel between his thighs. The moment his mouth latched onto Carter’s balls, she engulfed the crown of his length. She groaned, rewarded when his essence leaked onto her tongue.

  Spicy combined with something potent, shocked her taste buds and ignited a flame in the pit of her belly. Bliss rolled through her like mini waves crashing along the shoreline. She swore to God she heard angels singing, but called herself all kinds of stupid as she continued to devour his shaft. She took as much as she could before swallowing. She held fast, enjoying the pulse
of his cock as he let out a low growl.

  A thrill shot through her as a thread of heady power washed over her. She opened her eyes and glanced down at Sullivan as he sucked on one of Carter’s testis while rubbing his thumb along the sensitive flesh behind his sac. One of Carter’s hands gripped her hair and pushed down on her head, while the other fisted Sullivan’s and pushed him closer to where the man wanted him.

  Arousal pounded in her veins. The muscles of her thighs clenched. Her stomach quivered with anticipation. She’d never been so turned on in her life. She needed to come, take some edge off. Instead she continued to pleasure Carter.

  “Fuck,” he muttered, lifting his hips off the cushion.

  “Perfect position.” Sullivan spread his ass cheeks then ran his tongue across his hole.

  Sierra sucked in a breath. The erotic scene played out in front of her as he continued to lick and swirl his tongue along the puckered star. Carter whined and bucked, begging her to continue to suck him. She complied readily, bobbing her head. It was all too much, but still not enough for her. She needed the sweet relief of an orgasm or three, but they’d been perfectly content to play. She whimpered around Carter, reaching between her thighs to ease the tension building inside of her.

  “Do you ache for us?” Carter pushed her hand aside and sank two of his fingers into her pussy.

  She saw stars. Her body tightened more as she moaned. “Oh fuck.”

  “Come for him, babe.” Sullivan lifted his head to watch her. “Get off on his fingers, and then the fun will really begin.”

  Like it hadn’t already? Before she could voice her rhetorical question, Carter circled her clit with his thumb and her world splintered. She cried out, shaking through her powerful release. If she thought one was all it would take, she’d been sorely mistaken. All her orgasm appeared to do was amp her up even more.

  “I need,” she sobbed.

  “We know you do.” Carter pulled from her mouth before guiding her over his lap. “Take me into your body, Sierra. Make us one.”

  Her hand shook as she did what he asked. He filled her inch by delicious inch until she thought she’d split in two. The rightness of the moment surprised her. She could stay like this forever, and if the heavy-lidded expression on Carter’s face was any indication so could he. Her pussy rippled around him when she rocked against him. The tiny sparks of pleasure added to the gratification of being filled by him.

  “So good.” She arched her back while riding him.

  “It’s about to get better,” Sullivan whispered, fisting her hair. “Hold still while I get my dick inside Carter.”

  “Wait, what?” Had she heard him right?

  He chuckled. “You didn’t think you’d be the only one fucking him tonight did you?”

  Desire shot through her, causing her to clamp down on Carter. His hips rose, as he ground against her. Her breath hitched. Holy shit, what had she gotten herself into? The most amazing night of your life. That’s what.

  She held fast as Sullivan worked until he pushed her forward slightly and fit himself more completely between Carter’s thighs. “This is how it’s going to work. We’re going to please him.” Sullivan cupped her breasts and squeezed. “When he comes, I won’t be far behind.”

  Which left her to do what, exactly? “Okay.”

  “I want you to play with my balls.”

  She should have been used to his crass words, but every time he opened his mouth, he surprised her more. “Can do.”

  “Then I’m fucking you.”

  Huh? “Um...”

  “Don’t worry sweetness, he’ll clean up first.”

  Sullivan opened the drawer of the table near them. There were several tubes of lube and other things in there, including wet wipes. She didn’t know if she should be disgusted or intrigued.

  “We only have this here for the nights we can’t make it to the bedroom. It’s not fun going in dry when you don’t have to.” Carter kissed the tip of her nose. “Now if you don’t mind, let’s continue.”

  He guided her over him, counterpoint to Sullivan’s thrusts. The air around them grew thick with the scent of sex and lust. Her thighs shook with her impending climax, but she held off wanting to find her peak with Carter. The rhythm they fell into grew more urgent by the second. She needed to come. Her body tensed. Her heart pounded.

  Carter circled her clit with his finger and she shot off. She screamed through her release, bucking and jerking in his arms. Everything inside of her shattered until she was floating on nothing. In the distance, she heard Carter’s roar of completion and felt his cock throb within her, bathing her pussy with his seed. She lay limp against his chest, unable to do much of anything for the moment. Behind her, Sullivan stilled, then the warmth of his body was gone.

  “Easy sweetness, he’ll be right back.” Carter trailed his fingers along her spine. “You are amazing, Sierra. A doll.” He kissed her forehead. “Perfect.”

  A few seconds later, Sullivan returned. He helped her off Carter’s lap and positioned her where he wanted her. “You were incredible. Let’s see if we can make you fly again.” He parted her still shaking thighs and fit himself between them. He put his tip to her entrance then shifted forward, filling her in one stroke.

  She sucked in a breath. A mini orgasm sent waves of bliss crashing over her. He groaned her name while Carter rolled toward them. He palmed her breast before tweaking her nipple, pulling it to the point of pain. She cried out. The pain mixed with pleasure almost too much for her, while simultaneously not being enough.

  The grunts and growls emanating from Sullivan added to the wicked mixture of arousal surrounding them. The muscles of his arms bunched as did his abs. He was a sight to behold while powering into her. He barred his teeth, the sensual snarl adding to his demeanor. They pushed her, higher, until she didn’t know who touched her where or how. She basked in the sensations, not wanting any of this to end but afraid of what would happen if it did.

  Sierra held onto both men, not wanting to let them go. The desperate intonations from Sullivan gripped her. “Do it. Give it to me.”

  His gaze flashed to hers. The power swirling there only served to ramp up her need. “Fuck. Coming.” He filled her twice more then held her to him, grinding his pelvis against hers.

  She cried out as he rang another powerful climax from her. “Sullivan!”

  He growled and worked her clit. “That’s it. We got you. Fuck you feel good milking me.” Then, everything went black.

  She woke to both men murmuring beside her. She wasn’t on the couch any longer. Heavy blankets surrounded her with warmth, and a soft pillow cradled her head. Sierra blinked several times before opening her eyes. The soft light of morning surprised her. Had she really passed out on them? How embarrassing.

  “There she is.” Carter wrapped his arms around her from behind and placed a kiss between her shoulder blades. “Did you sleep well?”

  Heat suffused her cheeks. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.” Being this close to both men had her tender sex aching for more.

  “Don’t worry. You were well loved last night.” He kissed her again and the banked heat came roaring back to life.

  “I’m not sure what to say. I’ve never done this before.”

  “We figured as much last night after we put you to bed.” Sullivan propped himself up. “We have a proposition for you.”

  Her heart skipped a beat. “You do?” She licked her lips.

  “Yes. But, first you have to write your article.” Carter turned her face to him. “Do you know what you’ll write?”

  Definitely not that she got banged by two of the hottest nightclub owners ever. “I have an idea.”

  “Good.” He kissed her. “First however, I think it’s time for round two.”

  She liked his brand of thinking. “So, about that proposition.” She placed her hand to his chest when he slid between her legs.

  Carter groaned. “Sullivan ask our woman the question.”

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p; “Be ours, Sierra. Forever.”

  Shocked, she flicked her gaze between both men. “Be yours?”

  Carter drew her nipple into his mouth, and nipped at the taut peak. “Yes.”

  “We have tons to explain, but you’re ours.” Sullivan scooted closer. “We don’t want to spend another day without you.”

  Her heart ached for a moment like this while a brilliant light of understanding filled her soul. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes,” both men replied.

  “I have quirks and deadlines, and my life can be chaotic. Plus, we’ve only met, and what if in six mouths I—”

  Carter placed his finger to her lips. “Shh. Let us love you.” He kissed her. His mouth moved over hers in a sensual way.

  She opened to him and moaned as he flexed his hips, probing her entrance. His tongue tangled with hers as he sank into her with one long, slow thrust. She clung to him, not wanting to let him go. She didn’t understand how he knew they belonged to her, but she couldn’t deny the connection between them either.

  “Yes.” She glanced up at him, while grasping Sullivan’s hand. “I’ll stay.”

  Both men grinned.

  “What a thing to say when I’m balls deep inside you.” He kissed her again.

  “I say we stay in bed all day and celebrate.” Sullivan leaned in and kissed her as well.

  Sierra chuckled, then groaned. “Sounds perfect to me. Work can wait.”

  About the Author

  TL Reeve, a bestselling, multi-published author with Cobblestone Press, Decadent Publishing, Evernight Publishing, and Loose-Id, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in Alabama, TL misses Los Angeles, and will one-day return to the beaches of Southern California to ride the waves at Huntington Beach. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie.

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