Fractured Hearts

by SJD Peterson

  “Does it feel good, Charlie?”

  “Mmm hmm.”

  “You feel like silk around my finger.”

  “Uh-huh,” she panted, reduced to moans and grunts by their tandem efforts.

  Trevor pushed a second finger in and she welcomed another bite of pain, which the sweet friction quickly replaced.

  Kegan pulled back to watch Trevor pushing into her ass, while he added a second finger of his own between her folds. He circled her throbbing clit with his thumb and caused her to cry out. Her heart seemed to thump a mile a minute. Excitement, fear and pleasure swirled through her all at once.

  “Trev, you’re gonna make me blow if you keep doing that. Fuck, that’s hot.” Kegan sat back on his haunches, popped the button on his jeans, and his cock practically leaped into his hand as he unzipped. He stroked himself while he pushed his fingers harder and harder into her.

  Trevor reached down with his free hand, undid his own jeans, then wrapped his fist around his cock as he scissored his fingers inside her, stretched her further. “Don’t you dare, I’ve got plans for Charlie and it doesn’t include you blowing your load like a damn teenager. Lie across the bed.”

  Charlie whimpered as Kegan eased his fingers from her. She instantly missed the fullness as she watched him remove his jeans, roll on a condom then lie next to her as Trevor had instructed him.

  “Now, baby, I want you to straddle Kegan.”

  Trevor had naturally become the most dominant of the three of them. He was only truly in control of her and Kegan during sex. It was in that role that he could push both of them past their normal, comfortable limits. He pushed them to experience more pleasure than they’d ever be able to reach without him. She didn’t even think, her body simply bowed to his commands without question. His fingers never left her backside as she rolled over and spread her legs wide across Kegan’s waist.

  Trevor bent and kissed the small of her back. “Do you trust us?”

  “Mmm hmm.” She did trust them, at least here anyway. The verdict was still out on whether she could trust them with more than her body, but for now, it was enough. She was beyond words or rational thought. Her only focus was the way they looked and touched her. It was all that mattered.

  Kegan wrapped a tight fist around his shaft. “Wrap your hand around mine, Charlie.”

  Charlie entwined her fingers with his and he grabbed her ass, lifting her up and forward.

  “Guide me in. Charlie. I wanna feel you tight and hot around me.”

  The feel of her hand entwined with his and the wicked words made her sex clench as she positioned herself over him and started to push down, accepting his thickness into her body.

  “Oh… Oh damn.” She couldn’t help but grind her hips against his hand as the head of his erection stretched her wide. Her muscles quaked with what felt like mini orgasms. She watched his face as he stared down at their bodies, enthralled as he eased ever so slowly into her. Kegan lifted his gaze until he met hers, and something flashed in his eyes.

  Charlie didn’t have time to try and decipher the look as he pulled their hands away from his shaft in one quick motion and arched his hips up at the same time. She screamed as she took every inch of him. The only thing she knew in that moment was the wicked burn and sensation of having every glorious inch of Kegan within her body. She had to fight to keep from floating away on the pleasure.

  “Lean forward.” Trevor encouraged, his fingers still stretching and filling her from behind.

  Trevor’s voice brought her back from the edge of the abyss, and for a moment, she had something other than the pleasure of Kegan’s body to focus on. Charlie followed his command, and Kegan captured her mouth in a deep kiss. She tensed when she heard the snap top of a bottle of lube.

  “Shh, we’re gonna make you fly, baby.”

  Charlie knew they would never hurt her. They always seemed to know exactly what her body needed. They pushed her pleasure higher and higher each time they touched her. She relaxed into Kegan’s kiss as she felt the blunt head of Trevor’s cock nudge at her ass. They had used fingers and toys on her ass but nothing as big as one of their cocks. She instinctively tensed as Trevor nudged forward. Kegan went still beneath her, except for his thumb stroking across the sensitive nerves around her clit. “Relax, baby, just let us love you.”

  Charlie felt her body give into Trevor’s insistent pressure until the head of his shaft pushed past the ring of tight muscles. She felt full, so full. “Oh… Trevor… It…it’s too much,” she stammered. She fought to relax, tried to give her body time to adjust to Trevor’s thickness. She panted harshly, her mind whirling as to whether she could handle the pain in the face of the exquisite feeling of fullness. Full of them, her men, her lovers, becoming one with them.

  Trevor didn’t move—how, she had no idea. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips and his body shook in an obvious attempt to keep himself from thrusting into her. He leaned forward a bit and licked her spine from base to nape. “Relax, baby. Your body knows what it wants. You’re wrapped tight around me. Your body is begging for me.” Trevor pushed in another inch.

  Charlie held her breath as the burn scorched through her, then she whimpered into Kegan’s insistent mouth. He whispered soothing lover’s words into her mouth, kept her focus on him.

  As the pain receded, she relaxed, and her hips began to move on Kegan. She pushed back farther against Trevor, took him in slowly—inch by agonizing inch—until he was buried to the hilt in her ass.

  “Fuck! She’s burning me alive, I gotta move.” Trevor groaned, low and harsh.

  Trevor pulled out slowly as Kegan pushed in. They worked in perfect sync, in and out, over and over. Charlie could no longer tell where she ended and they began. They were one entity, complete.

  As they picked up speed, their bodies moved in harmony until Charlie began to unravel, back arching. Her stomach tightened as a tingle raced down her spine. The first burst of liquid heat of Kegan’s release coated her walls and she was blindsided by the most mind-blowing, all-consuming orgasm she’d ever experienced.

  She was barely aware of Kegan and Trevor both screaming her name as they came deep inside her. Black spots formed behind her eyes and she floated out of her body as her muscles contracted, demanding every drop from her lovers.

  Charlie slumped forward, heavy lids closing, only slightly aware when Trevor and Kegan withdrew from her body and a warm cloth bathed her now very sore, but very deliciously sated body.

  She drifted on a cloud of overpowering bliss as they wrapped their bodies around hers and sleep pulled her under.

  Chapter Fifteen

  For the first time in nearly a month, Kegan woke up alone. Well not totally, but he didn’t really count Trevor. He was fully aware that he was in bed with him since the man snored loud enough to wake the dead. But he had gotten so used to waking and coaxing Charlie awake that he felt out of sorts this morning.

  He looked over at the nightstand, the red digital numbers flashing 5:00 a.m. Where the hell is she? He strained to listen for sounds coming from the bathroom or anywhere else in the room, but only heard Trevor.

  “Hey, wake up.” He shoved at Trevor.

  “What? Huh?” Trevor sat straight up in bed, eyes wild, before he looked at Kegan, then flopped back on the bed. “It’s still dark, leave me alone.”

  “Duh, we own a ranch, remember? Morning feedings, all around fun shit.”

  “Yeah, well I think Charlie is trying to kill me. I thought my goddamn head was going to pop off the last time I came.”

  Kegan chuckled. Last night had been the most intense, wildest night the three of them had shared yet. He had to agree that if it kept getting better, he’d have a damn hard time walking. “Well, did you notice the bed is a little colder this morning? You didn’t happen to hear the foal alarm go off, did you?”

  “Shit, I slept so hard I don’t think I would have heard a stampede of horses if they ran right through the room.”

  Kegan roll
ed to his side and stared at Trevor. “The thirty days we asked for is just about up. Do you think she’s gonna stay with us?”

  “I dunno. If she listens to her body, then I’d say hell yeah, but Charlie’s a complicated little thing. We’re asking a lot from her.”

  “She’s happy, that’s gotta count for something, right?” Kegan couldn’t keep from asking the question. He needed some kind of reassurance, some hope.

  “Women are strange creatures. They want that fairytale life, you know, Prince Charming sweeping them off their feet. Charlie will have to settle for two demanding and possessive bastards, something she never considered before.” Trevor rolled to face Kegan. “You ever think that maybe this would be easier for her if it was just you trying to sweep her off her feet?”

  Kegan couldn’t stop the incredulous look that crossed his face. Did his friend really think that he would want to spend the rest of his life without him? What the hell kind of fairytale ending would that be?

  “Maybe, but it’s not gonna happen.” He couldn’t choose between Trevor and Charlie.

  There was no way he would ever be one hundred percent happy without both of them. He couldn’t lose Charlie, but dammit, he wouldn’t give up Trevor to keep her. He didn’t completely understand what he felt for Trevor, but as time passed he was beginning to. He could easily say he was in love with Charlie, but still had a hard time wrapping his mind around the fact that what he felt for Trevor was just as strong. Different, yet the same, and hence where his confusion lay.

  Charlie brought out a side of him that was soft—the side that liked cuddling in front of the fire, taking slow rides around their land, and taking care of someone and being taken care of.

  Trevor was the one that appealed to his more macho side. He liked to hang out with him, work the ranch, wrench on equipment and share their love of raunchy jokes and the ability to tease the shit out of each other. He could let his rougher side out around him. And if he were being completely honest with himself, Trevor stirred a fire within him, a yearning that soft, smooth hands couldn’t ignite.

  “I’m not saying she won’t want us both, but…”

  “Stop! I’m not gonna choose.” Kegan needed to explain to Trevor how he felt about him. He knew there might be a chance that he would think he was pussy-whipped, but if the three of them were going to make this work, he had to be completely honest. And, well, if Trevor decided to walk, then there wasn’t really much he could do about that.

  “Look, Trev, you know you’re my best friend, right? But… Well, I think I might have crossed a line somewhere along the way and now you’re more than just a best friend.”

  Trevor’s dark eyes narrowed. “Explain.”

  Kegan took a long steadying breath, hesitated. Chickenshit, just tell him. It was now or never, so he pulled up his big-boy pants and decided to lay his emotions out on the table.

  “Remember that night I found out that Charlie had been here and I freaked? Wanted to beat the shit out of you?” He fidgeted with the quilt. Damn, this is hard. Trevor’s warm hand against his stilled his nervous fingers, he then gave Kegan an encouraging look.

  “Keep going.”

  “Well, see, I wasn’t just pissed off that you didn’t call me to tell me she was here. It was like something inside me just went off and I thought of you with Charlie and… I was so fucking jealous I wanted to hit something.” He stared at the wall behind Trevor, afraid to meet his eyes. “And here’s the thing. I wasn’t just jealous of you being with Charlie, but also of her being with you. Everything in me screamed that you belonged to me, that you’re mine, at the same time it also roared that she was mine too. One was just as strong as the other and it freaked me the fuck out.”

  Kegan held his breath, waited for some reaction from his best friend. Finally, after a long, tension-filled moment, he finally worked up the courage to meet Trevor’s gaze.

  Trevor stared back at him, blinking, his reaction unreadable. Kegan waited for Trevor to walk out, call him a queer, to say anything. He did none of that, just stared at him.

  Shit, that didn’t come out right at all. He needed to come up with some better way of explaining this. He envied Trevor and his ease with people and the ability to say exactly what was on his mind. “Look, man, I don’t know what exactly it is, but—”

  Trevor reached out and pulled him closer. “Shut up, idiot. I love you too.”

  Kegan’s heart swelled till he thought it would burst. He leaned in closer, the urge to brush his lips against Trevor’s making his head spin and his heart race.

  “It’s about damn time you two admi tted that to each other.”

  Kegan jerked away from Trevor. Charlie strolled in the room with a large tray and a brilliant smile on her face. She set the tray on the dresser and leaped into bed, worming her way in between them.

  “Charlie, it’s not like that… I mean… Well it is…but not like I like, I mean love…” Kegan blew out a frustrated breath.

  Charlie rolled her eyes at him. “Trevor’s right, you are an idiot. I swear, I don’t know how men run this country without blowing it up from all the macho testosterone bullshit. I know exactly what is between the two of you. I see how you look at one another and how you always have each other’s back. You think if you love another man that isn’t family, then there is something wrong with it. I mean look at you two, what’s not to love about these gorgeous bodies?” she purred. She raked her eyes appreciatively over each of the bodies in question and licked her lips.

  Kegan followed her gaze as it roamed over Trevor’s body. Kegan’s body heated and he had to fight the urge to do the same thing and lick his lips.

  When both he and Trevor remained silent, Charlie glanced back and forth between them, not with disgust as he’d feared, but as if hearing them admit their love to the other was the most natural thing in the world. “I like it that you two don’t have an issue and can share displays of affection with one another. It’s kinda sexy.”

  “Well, don’t expect any more than that. I like touching you inside and out too much.”

  “Why not? I mean, watching Trevor run his hands through your hair or the way your body reacted to his that time I pulled you up against him… Hell, that just flat-out does it for me.”

  Kegan ignored her comment. It was one thing to fantasize about but to actually act on those desires wasn’t a step he was willing to take at the moment. He nuzzled her ear, inhaling Charlie’s scent, and loved the taste of her on the tip of his tongue. Now this was the way he was meant to start his mornings.

  Trevor nuzzled the other side of Charlie’s neck. “I think we should show her just how much we like touching her, what do ya think?”

  “See, that’s why I love ya, Trev. You’re a smart man.” Kegan ran his fingers slowly down between Charlie’s breasts. “A very smart man.”

  Trevor’s hand joined Kegan’s as they caressed down her stomach and stopped just before reaching her light curls. They moved their hands back up her body to each cup one of her breasts. They bent forward simultaneously to each take a nipple in their mouth. Charlie shuddered as the dual sensation made her gasp and arch her chest up to their greedy mouths.

  She slid her fingers into their hair, marveling at the contrast of Trevor’s dark silky curls and Kegan’s coarser, thicker waves. Their hands explored her lower body, fingers pinching and caressing every inch of her. She could drown in the incredible sensation of it.

  Kegan lapped at her nipple, his tongue leaving a wet trail from her chest to her neck until his mouth found hers. He licked at her lips, brushed his against hers in slow, unhurried kisses. Trevor followed the same path.

  They all groaned deeply as both men pushed their tongues into her mouth at the same time. The three of them battled for control of the kiss. The fact that Kegan was kissing Trevor as much as he was her pushed her from wet to drenched. The combined taste was a powerful aphrodisiac, sending her soaring. She pulled them tighter to her, loved the way their bodies felt against hers.
She trembled as she thrust and bucked to rub their bodies against hers, needing more friction, more something.

  “That’s it, baby, tremble for us. I fucking love it when we make you shake,” Trevor breathed into her mouth as he continued to battle with the kiss.

  “We’re going to touch every inch of you, Charlie, inside and out. Prove to you how much we love you.”

  Kegan reached down with his free hand, pulled her leg up and over his hip as Trevor did the same, draping her other leg over his body. Christ, it was amazing how they knew exactly what the other was doing. Like a well-rehearsed dance, they moved across her, touched and positioned her in perfect sync without so much as a word spoken between them. Their focus was completely on her. As fingers invaded her pussy, she nearly came at the first touch, her body quaking with need for release.

  “Oh God!”

  Trevor met Kegan’s gaze. “We have her reduced to Oh God already and we’ve barely started.”

  Charlie wanted to scream at him to shut up and take her, but couldn’t get her throat to work past the moans and the occasional plea for more. Within minutes, they had her hovering on the edge of orgasm.

  “Come for us now,” Trevor demanded as they both thrust fingers deep into her body.

  She obeyed him before any thoughts formed and she screamed out as her first orgasm ripped through her with such force that only the strong hands on her body kept her grounded to the bed.

  Charlie lay back, eyes closed, and gasped for breath as she floated. How the hell did he have such command that she would come when he ordered her to? Was he just so in tune with her body that he knew how close she was? It really didn’t matter—though it unsettled her a little, she wouldn’t complain either way.

  “Keep your eyes closed,” Trevor whispered.

  Her arms were lifted over her head and something soft bound around her wrists. She started to open her eyes, but Trevor’s insistent words halted her. “Keep them closed, Charlie, or there will be consequences.”