Three of a Kind

by Jess Dee

  His eyes flew open. He stared at her in disbelief before pushing up to observe his waist. The evidence he faced was indisputable. At Hunter’s sudden movement, his cock slid out of Jay’s mouth.

  Jay wiped his lips, looked up at Hunter and grinned. “Hey, mate,” he said. “You don’t taste half bad.”

  Chapter Six

  “The hell I’ll calm down,” Hunter snarled as he paced the length of the living room. “Goddammit, he gave me a fucking blowjob.”

  He’d paused long enough to pull on his jeans before storming out of the bedroom, furious. Jay had tried to go after him, but woman’s intuition told Julia Hunter wouldn’t want to see his friend. So she’d convinced Jay to stay put, and she’d gone instead, pulling Jay’s T-shirt on in the process. It hung down to her knees.

  “The best blowjob you’ve ever had,” Julia reminded him now, desperate to pacify him. She’d never seen Hunter lose his cool like this. Ever. If either of the men was prone to blowing his top in a stressful situation it was Jay. Yet here Hunter was, way beyond the point of reason.

  “Fuck, Jules. You know I thought it was you. Not…not him!”

  “But it was him, Hunter. It was Jay. And it was beautiful. The sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  Hunter blanched. “It is not sexy when one man puts another man’s dick in his mouth. It’s abnormal. It…it’s twisted.”

  “And two men sleeping with one woman at the same time isn’t?” she asked. “You think you can classify a threesome as normal behavior? Hell, I let you and Jay fuck me. It’s not the kind of thing I’d refer to as regular kind of sex. But you don’t seem to see that as twisted or wrong. You said, not half an hour ago, that you liked it. A lot.”

  “We make love to you, not to each other. It’s a man with a woman, or two men with a woman. Not a man with a man.”

  “There is nothing wrong with two men together,” Julia insisted. She believed that one hundred percent. Especially now, after seeing Jay and Hunter together. Far from being wrong, it seemed both alluring and right.

  “There is when one of those men is me.” He stabbed his chest with his finger for emphasis. “I like women, Jules, not men. Not Jay.”

  “You like him well enough when his naked penis is in me, right beside yours.”

  “His…his dick is separated from mine by you.”

  “Yet how often is Jay the one who makes you come?” she pointed out calmly, although she felt anything but. “Soon as he increases the pace of our lovemaking, you lose control.”

  Hunter collapsed into a dining room chair and thunked the table hard with his fist. “Fuck it. This is so not what I imagined. I can’t do this.”

  Julia’s stomach dropped. The best sexual experience of her life was turning into an unmitigated disaster. Hunter was on the verge of throwing it all away because of Jay’s actions.

  Her mind raced. A million thoughts bombarded her at once. Desperation merged with misery, resulting in unexpected revelations. Julia was about to lose everything—Hunter, Jay and the incredible intimacy the three of them had created together. The certainty and the horror combined to give her a startling moment of clarity. Suddenly she knew what she wanted. And it wasn’t what she—or her family—expected.

  Julia wanted Jay and Hunter. Both of them. For as long as they’d have her. Her goals and her focus had changed. She’d changed. Jay and Hunter had changed her. Her focus was no longer on choosing one man, it was now about keeping two of them. Together, Jay and Hunter had become the present and the future she desired. The present and future she’d have to fight for—and damn it, she was willing to fight.

  It was up to her to sort out this business. To get Hunter to accept that what Jay had done wasn’t as perverse as he seemed to think it was.

  “It’s not a bad thing, Blondie.” Julia lowered her voice. “When you come, I come too.”

  He glowered at her.

  “Hunter—” Julia walked over to him, “—whatever is happening between the three of us, it’s wonderful. The best experience of my life. The best sex too. Having you and Jay inside me… God, I love it. I never want it to end. I want the three of us to go on forever.”

  Hunter shook his head. “The three of us are over, Jules.” He grimaced. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get a hard-on again if Jay is anywhere near me. If you and I sleep together, it’ll be just the two of us. Full stop.”

  Julia might as well have collided with a brick wall. The impact of his words almost broke her. Hunter was dead serious, as was evident from the set of his shoulders and the determination in his face.

  Damn it, she wouldn’t let Hunter destroy this magic between them. Not over a blowjob. “Jay liked having you in his mouth,” she said, not to goad him, but to make a point. “He liked it a lot. His dick was hard as steel while he blew you.” She flexed her fingers, recalling the texture of Jay’s shaft, the satiny skin covering the iron-like rod beneath.

  “I’ll tell you something else,” Julia rushed on. “He didn’t mean for it to happen. He came to be with me, not to touch you. But one thing led to another and I encouraged him, and the next thing—”

  “You encouraged him?” Hunter cut her off, outraged.

  She nodded. “You bet I did. He couldn’t get enough of your taste when he kissed me, I figured he’d prefer to sample your merchandise firsthand.” She shrugged. “I was right. And you preferred it too.”

  “Bullshit,” Hunter barked.

  “Not bullshit. True. When Jay had his mouth on you, you went wild. You couldn’t control yourself.”

  Hunter eyed her warily.

  “You know I’m right,” she told him. “Think about it. The first time his lips touched your cock, something told you it was different. You loved it. In fact, when he stopped you yelled at him not to.”

  “I yelled at you.”

  “But I wasn’t touching you. Jay was. And when he continued you went out of your mind. You couldn’t hold off. He had you so turned on, so aroused, you came in his mouth. Jay’s mouth, not mine.”

  “Goddammit,” Hunter exploded. “I thought it was yours.”

  Before she could respond, a second masculine voice spoke up.

  “What’s upsetting you, Blondie?” Jay asked. “The fact that a man had your dick in his mouth, or the fact that you liked it?”

  Hunter’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as he glared at Jay. His cheeks turned beet red. “Fuck you, Baxter.”

  “Fuck me, or fuck you?” Jay asked, his voice sharp. “Which one do you really want?”

  “I want you to get the hell out of my house and not come back. Ever.”

  “Hunter,” Julia gasped. “You don’t mean that.”

  “You bet I do!”

  “Yeah, see, I also don’t believe you mean that,” Jay taunted. “I think what you want is for me to take your dick again and give it another stupendous blowjob.” Jay walked forward so Julia could now see he wore a pair of boxers and nothing else. “Or maybe,” he continued, his gaze fixed on Hunter, his mouth grim, “maybe you want your own mouthful of man juice. Maybe you want to try blowing me.”

  If possible, Hunter’s cheeks turned even redder. “Don’t push me, Jay. I’ll kick your sorry ass out of the door faster than you can blink.”

  Jay raised an eyebrow. “So that’s what you want to do with my ass? Kick it?” He snickered in obvious disbelief. “Mate, after the quality of that blowjob, I think there’s a lot more you want to aim at my ass than your foot.”

  Julia’s jaw dropped open.

  Hunter’s chair crashed to the floor. He was on his feet and advancing on Jay at killer speed.

  “Hunter. No!” She grabbed his arm, trying to yank him to a halt. Her shoulder about jerked out of her socket before Hunter reacted to her anxiety and stopped.

  “I’m sorry, Jules,” he said without looking at her. He stared dagg
ers at Jay. “But you need to let me go. Now.”

  Damn it, so much testosterone flooded the room there was only one way this argument was going to end. With someone lying on the floor, injured. While Jay might be taller than Hunter, Hunter was broader. It was anyone’s guess who’d be the first man down.

  Jay stood a little straighter. “No worries, Jules. You can drop your hold on him.”

  Not a chance. The muscles bulged in Hunter’s arm, warning Julia he was preparing to throw the first punch.

  “See, he’s not going to hurt me,” Jay explained as he stared straight back at Hunter. “He doesn’t want a fight. He wants…this.”

  To Julia’s flabbergasted surprise, Jay flashed Hunter. Even from five odd paces away, she could see the way Jay’s cock stood proud and erect. Good God, he was turned on. With all the craziness going on around them, he was aroused.

  Before she had a full second to process her thoughts, Hunter had ripped free of her grasp and leapt at Jay. He landed against him with a sickening thud. The force of his attack sent them both crashing to the floor. Jay landed on his back, spread-eagle. Hunter landed on top of him.

  Hunter pulled back, lifted his arm and clenched his hand into a fist. He looked murderous.

  If his hand connected with Jay’s nose, he’d break it.

  Jay said something in a voice so soft Julia couldn’t hear. But Hunter did and he froze. He relaxed his hand then clenched it into a fist again. Then relaxed it.

  Julia dropped to her knees, closer to the men. When Jay spoke again, she heard him.

  “It’s what you want, Miles.”

  “No, Baxter.” Hunter’s hand formed the fist again. Muscle strained in his back and neck. “What I want is to smash your teeth in.”

  Again Jay spoke too softly to hear.

  “Never,” Hunter roared and his arm flashed through the air.

  Before his fist met its target, Jay flipped them both. This time Hunter landed on his back, with Jay on top of him, pinning his body down with his chest and holding his arms with his hands. They were inches away from Julia.

  “You’re lying,” Jay snapped. “You want it as much as I do.”

  “I want Jules, you stupid fuck. Not you.” Hunter panted as Jay pressed his weight on his chest.

  “Then why do you have a massive hard-on?”

  Hunter bared his teeth. “It’s adrenaline, asshole. I’m about to beat the shit out of you, and I’m excited by the thought.”

  Jay shook his head. “You want to fuck the hell out of me, dickhead.”

  “It’s Jules I want to fuck. You I’m gonna beat to a bloody pulp.”

  “You want to fuck both of us.”

  To Julia’s astonishment, Jay twisted his hips, as though dry-humping Hunter.

  “Fuck you,” Hunter bellowed.

  “As you wish,” Jay shot back and dropped his head fast.

  For the second time in minutes Julia stared slack-jawed. Jay crushed his mouth over Hunter’s in what could only be a bruising kiss.

  Hunter froze for a second before roaring back to life. Sheer brute force must have motivated him. Jay lay like a dead weight on top of him, yet in a blur of motion the men rolled a second time, and once again Hunter was on top. “Goddamn you, Jay,” he snarled.

  And then his lips were on Jay’s, his tongue pushing for entrance into the other man’s mouth. The kiss looked like a violent scuffle, or a nasty battle of wills, and Julia feared one of them might do permanent damage to the other.

  But Hunter gave a small moan, and the fight seemed to ebb out of him. His arms relaxed and the tension in his back visibly slackened. Any violent undertones dissipated in the air around the two men.

  Julia watched, gobsmacked, as Hunter’s mouth began to seduce rather than attack, as Jay’s arms wrapped around Hunter’s back and his hands traced the outline of his spine and shoulders. She watched as the kiss transformed into a seductive sharing of passion rather than a lethal end to a friendship.

  Jay was right. Hunter did want him.

  Had he wanted Jay all along?

  Julia was struck dumb, barely able to process the scene transpiring before her eyes. The two men she loved and lusted after were engaged in a blistering, all-consuming kiss that upped the room temperature by a good hundred degrees. And damned if it didn’t turn her knees to jelly. The carnal, animalistic passion that sizzled between them set her heart racing.

  The kiss brought out every forbidden fantasy she’d never had about what the three of them could do together. It also brought out unchecked panic. Jay kissed Hunter. Hunter kissed Jay. There were no inhibitions, there was no holding back. The attraction between the two pulsated through the room, stunning her. Excluding her. The men kissed each other. Focused on each other. Neither of them looked at her.

  In the midst of all the sexual tension and wanting, Julia felt isolated. Alone. And terrified that now she’d discovered she wanted their threesome more than anything, it was all about to be ripped out from under her for a completely different reason.

  An indeterminate amount of time passed before the kiss ended. Julia’s heart pounded. With desire and with fear. Hunter pulled away, breathing heavily. He rolled off Jay and lay beside him on his back, staring at the ceiling.

  Jay’s now empty arms dropped to the floor. His chest heaved in time to Julia’s own racing heart.

  “Jesus,” Hunter murmured.

  Jay gave a soft laugh. “Not quite what you were expecting, huh?”

  “Not anything like I expected.” Hunter sounded and looked shocked.

  Their deep, rasping pants filled the air.

  For a solid week Julia had been the center of Jay and Hunter’s attention. They’d devoted themselves to pleasing her, to pleasuring her. Now they didn’t even notice her. Her stomach twisted in knots. Her lungs seized, and an uncontrolled gasp escaped her mouth.

  Hunter twisted around to look at her. His beautiful brown eyes smoldered. But not for her. “Jules?”

  “Uh, hi,” she said, her voice sounding as tentative as she felt.

  He reached out and took her hand. “Hi yourself.”

  She swallowed. “You okay?”

  Hunter’s cheeks were red and his expression guarded. He looked at her, then at Jay. Jay grinned up at the ceiling.

  “I…I’m not sure,” Hunter said when he looked back at her.

  Jay’s sexy beam vanished.

  She nodded. “You look kind of surprised.”

  He squeezed her hand. “Fuck, Jules. I’d convinced myself you were the only one I wanted.”

  What? Did that mean he’d thought about being with Jay before now?

  She smiled at him, attempting to beat down the panic. “After what I just witnessed, I’m betting Jay’s the only one you want.”

  Hunter’s response was lightning quick. He tugged her hand, hard, and she tumbled forward, landing half on Hunter and half on the floor. He pulled her fully on top of him. Even with his jeans on, Julia couldn’t mistake the rigid length of his erection pressing against her belly.

  “Do not ever think I don’t desire you,” Hunter told her. “Ever. I spent four months having wet dreams about you. Jerking off to Julia fantasies. Four months wanting you and not touching you because I knew Jay felt the same way. Now that I have you, sweetheart, I’m not letting go.” A muscle twitched in his cheek. “Regardless of what Jay and I may or may not do.”

  Julia buried her face in Hunter’s shoulder. Relief swept through her as his words hit home. Not only did Hunter still want her, he wasn’t going anywhere either. He was staying right here with her—and with Jay.

  It took a good minute or two before she allowed the panic to subside a little and she could talk again. But her fear hadn’t abated altogether. Jay hadn’t offered her the same reassurances Hunter had.

  “What might you and Jay do?” she
asked.

  “Whatever he’ll let me do.” It was Jay who answered this time. “Whatever you’ll let us do.”

  Julia turned her head to face him. He’d rolled over and was looking intently at her. “W-whatever I’ll let you do?” Her heart banged painfully against her ribs. “What do I have to do with y-you and Hunter?”

  “Everything, baby. Don’t you see? We’re both here because of you. When Hunter finally made his move on you, he opened the door for me to make my move too.” Jay grinned at her. “Damn it, woman, don’t you know I’ve been in love with you since forever?”

  She gaped at him, unable to say a single word.

  His smile dimmed. “Uh, this is the part when you go, ‘I love you too, Jay.’”

  It was her turn to grin. “I love you too, Jay.” She spoke now without hesitation.

  His smile came back, bigger than before, and the two of them grinned at each other like lovesick fools.

  Hunter cleared his throat.

  Julia rested her chin on his chest and looked at him, bolstered by Jay’s admission. “I love you too, Blondie.”

  He ran his hand through her hair. “Yeah? Well that’s good, because I’m pretty crazy about you.”

  She had no doubt Hunter meant every word he said, but his expression concerned her. He looked…haunted. “I would have jumped your bones the first night I met you—if Jay hadn’t been there. The two of you have had me in a tizzy these last months, wanting you both and thinking I couldn’t have either of you because then I’d have to choose one over the other.”

  “Far as I’m concerned you can have us both,” Jay said. “You don’t have to choose.”

  “I’m good with that,” Hunter concurred, and Julia felt a sense of contentment settle over her. Both men loved her.

  “Hunter?” Jay said.

  “Yeah?”

  “Far as I’m concerned you can have us both too.”

  Hunter lay still. His heart raced unevenly beneath her breast.

  “Christ, what is it with you two and silence whenever I speak openly,” Jay snapped.