Alana sighed with regret. “Maybe I shouldn’t have even brought it up.”
Aiden glanced up at her and placed a reassuring hand on her calf, gently rubbing it. “No. It’ll be fine, Alana. He just needs to brood a bit. I’m glad you brought this. I’m not sure I believe it yet, but I’m glad to see it.” His lips spread into a slight mischievous grin that made her heart flutter. “So we really have the night off?”
Alana leaned back against the headboard and crossed her arms over her chest, holding the sheet in place. “Yeah. I insisted so I could have time to talk to you guys about this. Besides, it gives Tray and our producer time to get some editing done. They changed the idea for the show. We’ve gotten so much usable footage, instead of a three-hour show, they plan on splitting it up into three two-hour shows and running the first of the three-part series in one week.”
“No kidding?” Aiden said, smiling. “That soon?”
She snorted softly. “Are you kidding? The network is salivating over this one. It’s some of the best footage we’ve ever gotten. And it’s right before Halloween. Timing couldn’t be any better, ratings-wise. They also want to incorporate more of the history of the house. The sex slaves and deaths will make the house even more intriguing.”
Aiden chuckled. “It’s all about the mighty dollar, isn’t it?”
“It always is.”
She sighed and glanced toward the door. Despite what Aiden had said, she remained worried about Noah. He’d appeared upset when he’d left. Truthfully, it was more than appeared. She could feel he’d been upset, more so than he’d wanted to admit.
For the hundredth time since this afternoon, she regretted bringing up the subject of his mother.
“Hey,” Aiden said softly as he laid his hand against her leg. “If you’re that worried, go check on him.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. “What makes you think I’m worried?”
“I can tell,” he said before removing his hand and glancing down at the file still in his hand. He looked back up at her, his eyes a shade of blue that reminded her of sapphires, dark and intense. “Noah may not want to right now, but I would like to delve a little deeper into this. Why don’t you go check on him? Distract him if you want.”
He wiggled his eyebrows, and the heat of a blush moved over her cheeks. She liked the idea of distracting him. Even though they’d just had sex, the thought of Noah touching her again sent her libido into overdrive.
She licked her lips and frowned. “It doesn’t bother you?”
He shrugged, his lips twitching in amusement. “Why would it bother me?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “I’m afraid I’ve never done this sort of thing before. Two guys at once. Together.”
Aiden set the file aside and leaned forward, placing his hands on the mattress by her hips. His face was close to hers, so close she could see the tiny flecks of black in the blue of his eyes, feel his hot breath as it brushed her mouth when he quietly spoke.
“I think you’re handling it quite well,” he whispered. He brushed his lips over hers, and she inhaled a sharp breath of air. “The thought of you in the shower with Noah is truthfully very arousing. I may decide to join you.”
Alana swallowed as he nipped at her bottom lip playfully.
“Or I may give you time alone. After all, I’ve had you for a night to myself. It’s only fair I return the favor for Noah.”
He grinned and placed a quick kiss against her lips. She huffed in surprise as he pulled away, once again grabbing the file he’d set aside. He stood and grinned down at her.
“So that’s that? You’re just handing me over?” she asked, unsure what it was about the whole situation that settled funny on her stomach.
“I’m by no means handing you over. We share, and only if you want. You don’t have to go in there.” He used the pad of his finger to tip up her chin. “You do what you want to do. Noah and I will follow…if that’s what you want.”
“I have no idea what I want.”
She felt breathless, staring into Aiden’s pretty eyes—those beautiful deep blue, understanding eyes. She could drown in them, lose herself for a night, a week, an eternity. Was it really that simple? Just do what felt right to her and they would follow.
“In some ways, the two of you scare me.”
Aiden gently brushed his thumb over her cheek, and she tilted her head toward his touch.
“You have no reason to fear either of us, Alana. Apart or together.”
She knew that. Somehow, deep down, she knew that.
Aiden chucked her under the chin and left the room. As he entered the hall and headed toward the front of the house, he called back over his shoulder. “Holler if you need me.”
Alana snickered at the thought. Need him? Sure. Want him? Absolutely. These two could seriously become addictive. Biting at her lower lip, she glanced through the door toward Noah’s bedroom. Should she go in there? Was he mad at her?
She scowled. It didn’t feel as though he were angry. At least she didn’t think so. She could feel something, deep in her gut like a sixth sense. Instead of anger, she felt resignation, confusion, even desire simmering beneath the surface. Was that desire for her? Or her own desire for him?
She didn’t understand any of this.
Sighing, she brushed her hair back and threw the sheets off her body. She spotted a shirt thrown over a chair by the window and grabbed it. She quickly slid her arms through the soft cotton and wrapped it around her. Glancing down, she studied how well—or not so well—it fit. The blue material barely covered her ass, but it covered it at least.
Drawing in a deep breath for courage she wasn’t quite sure she needed, she headed into Noah’s bedroom.
* * *
Noah didn’t have to open his eyes to know she stood inside the bathroom door, watching him. He glanced around the corner of his oversize tile shower anyway, curious. She stood just a few feet away, wearing one of Aiden’s shirts. It barely covered her, leaving her long, well-defined legs fully exposed. His lips twitched along with his cock.
“Aren’t you an adorable sight,” he murmured. Gripping his cock, he glanced down at his thickening girth, then back at her. “See what you started.”
One of her eyebrows rose, giving her a cocky, playful look that did nothing to lessen the pain now tightening his balls.
“Are you sure it wasn’t already in that state before I came in the room?”
“Maybe…but I doubt it.” He crooked his finger. “Come here.”
“Come here?” she teased. “I came in here to check on you.”
“Then check on me.” She licked her lips, and he groaned. “Keep it up.”
Her lips spread into a saucy grin. “You’re such a rogue.”
Noah laughed. “I’m a horny rogue.” He held his hand out and spoke softly, coaxing her to join him. “Come here, Alana.”
She slowly opened the shirt, exposing her creamy breasts and shoulders. “You’re not upset with me?” she asked, watching him closely.
“Do I look like I’m upset with you?”
Her brow crinkled in annoyance, and he couldn’t help but notice how cute it made her look. “Don’t answer a question with a question.”
“I’m not upset with you,” he replied softly, impatiently waiting for her to finish removing the shirt and join him in the steamy shower.
She dropped the shirt, and he watched it fall to the floor, allowing his gaze to linger on the lips of her shaved pussy before continuing their travel upward. She stepped forward, and he took her hand in his, leading her into the steam.
“I didn’t mean—”
Noah put his finger over her lips, silencing her. He knew his reaction had worried her. He could sense it, and he wanted to ease her distress. Not because he wanted her, but because he didn’t like seeing her upset.
“Don’t worry about this. These are my demons, and I’ll deal with them. You did nothing wrong.”
She opened her lips and gently
bit at the tip of his finger. Blood rushed to his cock, making it harden with a need that almost strangled him. What was it about her that had him so desperate?
He lowered his finger to her chin, tipping it up. “I think I know of a way you can make it up to me, though,” he whispered as he brushed his lips over hers.
Her sharp intake of breath made his heart race. She was so damn adorable—so perfect.
“But I did nothing wrong,” she reasoned, mischief sparkling within the depths of her gaze.
“Pretend,” he countered, grinning.
He moved his lips to her neck, softly nibbling the flesh just below her ear. He could feel the pounding of her blood through her veins along with his own. It was an unusual but not unpleasant sensation. He actually liked it. He liked how it heightened his own sexual desire, his own need to feel himself buried deep inside her again.
Her hands rested at his waist before moving lower along his hips. He held his breath as the fingers of one hand wrapped around his cock.
“Does making it up to you have anything to do with this?” she asked, her voice barely above a strained whisper.
“Most definitely,” he moaned.
He took her earlobe between his lips and gently sucked. Her soft gasp sent a tingling shiver down his spine to settle in his balls. He reached down and grasped her ass, lifting her as he shoved her against the tile wall.
Her long legs wrapped around his waist, allowing his cock to settle against her wet pussy. Her giggle made him smile as he slowly stroked her labia with the length of his engorged shaft.
“You’re wet,” he murmured.
“We’re in a shower,” she countered, her lips lifting into a sexy grin.
The lids of her eyes lowered sensually as he continued to slowly rock against her, teasing them both. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this slow seduction up. He wanted her badly. So badly he could easily slam into her, forcing her to take all of him in one quick, deep thrust.
“Smart-ass,” he whispered as he pushed the head of his cock into her opening.
Chapter Nineteen
Noah stopped, and her hips bucked forward, forcing more of him inside her. He groaned but kept his gaze on her face. Her mouth fell open in a soft gasp of surprise and pleasure. A flush moved over her cheeks as water from the showerhead covered her face in a soft drizzle. The curls in her hair sprang to life, making tight ringlets around her cheeks.
“Don’t stop there,” she sighed, trying to push her hips out farther.
He pulled back slightly, leaving just the tip of his cock in her channel. She moaned and arched her back. She was so passionate, so damn responsive. With a growl deep in his chest, he pressed his hips forward, burying himself deep inside her tight, hot passage.
She gasped at the sudden invasion. Noah had to close his eyes for a second as her tight walls squeezed at his length, sucking him as they pulsed around his shaft. Her cream eased his way as he pushed farther inside her, going as deep as he could. He wanted to be so deep, he became a part of her. He already felt as though he was. He could feel her desire, her pleasure, her need coursing through his veins, mingling with his own. It was the wildest, most erotic thing he’d ever felt, and he wanted more.
“Hold on to me,” he growled.
He wrapped his arms around her back, holding her wet body against his own as he turned her away from the wall.
“Wait, the water,” she panted.
He stopped, allowing her to reach out with one hand and turn off the water. She put her arm back around his shoulders and leaned her face into his neck. Her hot breath washed over his flesh, and he silently moaned, unsure he would make it to the bed. Maybe he should just drop her to the floor here.
He took a step, and she moaned as their hips moved against each other in tantalizing bumps and grinds. Her hard nipples rubbed his chest, teasing his skin. The bed was just a few feet away. He could make it.
The walls of her pussy quivered along his length, and he gulped. This wouldn’t be gentle. Not by a long shot. She felt so good, so hot and slick against his cock, he wanted to shout, to slam himself into her over and over until he couldn’t fucking move.
Finally at the foot of the bed, he set his knee on the mattress and bent forward, laying her on the comforter. He had to pull out of her so she could position herself, and he hissed as the cool air of the room washed over his shaft.
He glanced down at her, licking his lips at the sight of her glistening pussy so ready for him, so eager. She rose up on her elbows, starting to push back, but he gripped her hips, dragging her to the edge of the bed.
She squealed in surprise but became quiet, watching in anxious regard as he lifted her legs over his shoulders. Standing straight, he watched her face as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized his intent. Her fingers fisted in the comforter, holding tight as he slowly slid his length into her tight passage.
Inch by inch, he pressed forward as her walls clamped down on him, sucking him deeper. His hands shook slightly, and he gripped her thighs, holding his own lust in check to give her pleasure. Once she came, then he’d let loose, fucking her like he really wanted to.
He looked into her face. Her cheeks were flushed pink; her lips were swollen and parted. Breath huffed past her lips in short bursts, the sound a mixture of pleasure and surprise.
Her breasts bounced slightly as he thrust his hips forward. He reached out and pinched one of her rose-colored nipples, and she moaned, arching her back and forcing her breast toward his hand. He gave her what she wanted, cupping the entire mound and squeezing. He liked the feel of her breasts in his hands. They fitted perfectly, even spilling over a little as he squeezed.
He pulled back, coming almost all the way out of her before sliding back in. His eyes closed as his length moved along her walls. He went deep, pressing his balls against her ass as he pivoted his hips, rubbing his groin over her swollen clit.
She moaned and let her head lull to the side.
“God, you feel good,” he growled.
Using his palms, he pushed her legs backward toward her shoulders and out, spreading them wide. The position put him even deeper, and he moved his hips in small, tight circles, massaging her swollen nub.
Alana gasped and tried to lift her hips, but he held her down, held her still as he teased and tormented her. Her walls tightened and trembled. She was close; he could feel it.
“Like that?” he whispered.
She swallowed and nodded, making Noah smile.
“I like this too,” he murmured. “I also like this.”
Pulling out, he thrust back in hard, taking her breath. She squealed, lifting her hips as best she could to meet him, to take him deeper inside her.
“Do it again,” she panted. “Oh God.”
He did it again, this time grinding into her as he thrust back in. Juices slid from her opening to coat his balls, easing his way as he thrust once more and then again. He lost himself in the feel of her body cradling his, the way her pussy sucked at his cock, the feel of her walls as he came closer to that edge.
Her hands reached up to grasp her breasts, and Noah groaned, enjoying the sight of her squeezing her own breasts.
“Don’t stop,” she cried.
“Damn that’s hot,” he growled as he thrust faster. “Come for me, baby.”
He didn’t have to encourage her. Her body was already in the beginning throes. He could feel it. Her walls quivered around him, and her body tensed. He could even see it in her face, her wrinkled brow, her narrowed eyes, her flushed skin.
He gritted his teeth, holding his own release back until he heard her scream, until he felt her body erupting beneath his. Her scream of pleasure washed over him, and he pounded harder, allowing his own orgasm to wash over him, joining hers. The two mingled into one as he spewed what felt like his soul within her walls.
The grip he had on her thighs released, and her legs fell, hanging limply off the edge of
the bed. Noah dropped forward to his elbows and buried his face in the side of her neck. He couldn’t speak through his erratic breathing and the sated feeling that left him weak.
“Wow,” Alana sighed. “Is sex like this what I can expect for the rest of the night?”
Noah chuckled. “If you want more right now, I’ll have to call Aiden in here.”
Alana shook her head. “I think I need a few.”
Lifting up, he brushed her hair from her brow and smiled. “So…does that question mean you’re staying the night?”
She studied him as though she could read his mind. “Are you asking me to?”
He grinned. “Don’t answer a question with a question. Isn’t that what you told me?”
She snickered softly. “Yeah, it is.” She remained silent for a few seconds, as though thinking. “I’m hungry.”
“Hungry?” Noah asked with amusement.
“Yes. Hungry. Sue me.”
Noah laughed and kissed the tip of her nose. “By all means. Let’s eat. I’ll go see what Aiden’s up to. You can use the shower if you want. I’ll bring your clothes in from outside. Or if you like, I have several in the closet I think you would look great in.”
Alana returned his smile. The spark of devilment in her eyes made his balls tighten. She would be the death of him; he could feel it in his gut. No matter what they did, or how often they did it, he had a feeling he would never get enough. She would be an addiction he would always be fighting against and submitting to.
“I’ll surprise you,” she whispered.
Noah dropped his head to kiss her brow. His lips lingered as he inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. He really needed to get up, or he’d be hard as a rock again in no time. Poor girl would be raw by the time morning came between him and Aiden. Would they scare her off? God, he hoped not. The more time he spent with her, the more he liked her, and the more he found himself falling for her.
“I’ll leave you to it, then.”
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