by Vivian Arend
A whimper escaped before she could stop it.
Travis’s thumb skimmed her jaw as he made a soothing noise. “I’m sorry for scaring you. Really, I’m okay.”
“I know.” The words rattled past her teeth as she continued to shake. All the possible outcomes of the previous times he’d gone fighting mixed together with the memories she fought to keep away.
Too many hurts, too many sorrows.
“She’s in shock,” Cassidy said, curling the edges of a blanket around her shoulders.
Travis’s gaze flashed up to meet Cassidy’s. “But I’m fine.”
“She’s not,” Cassidy insisted. A firm touch rotated her face toward him, those green eyes sparkling like hypnotic jewels. “Travis isn’t bullshitting, you know. He’s walked away from worse beatings before, including once carrying my sorry ass. But if it makes you feel better, you go ahead and baby him.”
Something in the depths of his gaze made her wonder if Cassidy understood better than he was letting on how upset she was. If maybe he felt a little like she did.
Travis skimmed his fingers into her hair before leaning in to kiss her. “Distract me,” he ordered.
And like that, the cutting edge of her panic eased. As if he’d taken away the choice of being fearful. Travis tilted her head to the side and angled his mouth over hers, and she kissed him back frantically. Hungry for proof that he was more than okay. That he wasn’t holding anything against her.
Well, not anything but his hard, muscular body. Oh God.
Travis’s lips never left hers as he caught her around the waist and used himself as a brace to hoist her into the air. He shuffled back until he could once again sit on the bed, arranging her in his lap as if he couldn’t stand to be separated.
She folded herself against him, his warmth easing her pain. Forcing away the shadows that had threatened to knock her aside.
It might be wrong to ignore the truth, but she wasn’t ready to deal with some things yet. Being with Travis, feeling his fire—that was what she needed right now.
She grabbed the opportunity with both hands.
Hard, muscular thighs pressed her legs as she straddled him. He explored her curves, hands tight on her hips to settle her into the position he liked before slipping upward. A soft caress of her waist followed. A slow, intimate cupping of her breasts. He pulled his lips from hers and stripped off her shirt, humming in approval.
The throaty sound he made wasn’t the only noise in the room, and she stiffened lightly as she remembered where they were. Who had brought her there. Cassidy’s gaze was fixed on her body as she twisted toward him, and the heat in the depths of his eyes washed her fear away.
With a nearly audible click, the final piece fell into place. She didn’t check with Travis. Didn’t stop to think beyond the here and now because this—this—was what she needed. What they all needed.
She held out her hand to Cassidy.
All the oxygen in the room vanished as his eyes darkened, gaze skimming up from her silently offered proposal. He was seeing it all—he had to. Her fear, her sadness, her desire.
Only he didn’t stop with her, his examination continuing past where Travis was stroking her skin to Travis himself. Ashley knew what dark pleasure waited in his eyes—the boldness, the hunger.
She didn’t dare look. Didn’t dare move for fear she’d break the spell. One motion, one nudge in the wrong direction, and Cassidy would be gone.
He took her hand.
Heart pounding, she pulled him closer. As he dropped to his knees beside the bed, she wondered at the strange timing but wasn’t about to complain. Not when Travis leaned back far enough to allow Cassidy to inch forward.
Her pulse flickered in her throat, and he kissed it. Lips soft against her skin. His voice a soothing layer of shimmering lust. “You’re safe. Travis is fine. And I’ve been going crazy thinking about the two of you,” he confessed.
“We’ll make you forget being scared.” The words drifted past her ear as Travis leaned in and kissed her cheek. “We’ll make you feel so much pleasure you’ll forget everything else.”
Everything she wanted was right there for the taking. Cassidy’s hand rested on her hip, Travis caressing his thumb in a relentless circle over her taut nipple.
Only…
“Your back,” she protested.
Travis chuckled softly. He caught her free hand and tugged it downward until her palm covered the ridge bulging his jeans. “My back is fine, it’s my cock that needs attention.”
Cassidy’s hand drifted up her naked back, making goose bumps rise as his fingertips traced either side of her spine. “Come on, Ashley. Tell us. Is this what you want?”
She wanted more, but this was a start.
“Yes.” Not a whisper, but firm and bold. “I want you. Both of you.”
They surrounded her, and she gave in to the pleasure. Cassidy caught her by the back of the neck, gently turning her face toward him. The lighter flecks in his eyes flashed in the second before he covered her mouth with his. His kiss was somewhere between soft and hard, the fingers tangled in her hair trembling as if he was holding back.
She slicked their tongues together, teasing him. He tugged slightly, her back arching to keep them in close contact. Hot, wet heat wrapped around her nipple sending shards of pleasure to her core. Travis took advantage of her position to plump her breast and taste her again, rasping hard over the peaked surface.
Cassidy pulled his lips from hers and glanced down, hunger on his face as he observed for only a second. “Put her on the bed, T. I want to touch her too.”
This time Travis didn’t seem to mind being ordered around. She was twirled in midair then spread on the mattress like she was the dinner they were about to consume. Her breath hitched as Travis stroked her from shoulder to toes, stripping off the rest of her clothing in the process.
Cassidy grinned. “You’re good at that.”
“Practice. You too can learn from the master.” The two of them exchanged glances. Travis’s smile skidded slightly as Cassidy stepped away to join Ashley at the opposite side of the bed.
She’d seen it, though. Their attraction, and their hesitation.
Ashley rolled to a reclining position, breasts thrust forward, one leg pulled up. She licked her lips as she took in the tantalizing view before her. Two sets of firm stomach muscles, the dusting of dark hair on Travis’s chest, the faint trail of hair leading down into Cassidy’s jeans. “You need to be naked too, please?”
If she’d expected complaints or procrastination, she’d have lost. They both stripped far too quickly to be a tease, jeans and underwear discarded to the floor at the same time. Travis stood first, his familiar smile stroking her like a caress. Cassidy straightened slower, dragging a hand through his hair as he focused his attention tightly on her alone.
The two of them deliberately avoiding looking at each other.
So be it—at least for now. The sight of their cocks, both thick and fully engorged, overshadowed the rest of the arousing visuals. Tight butts and firm thighs were enjoyable, but their cocks…
She sighed happily, and Travis laughed. “What do you need, Ash? You want to tell us, or be told?”
This time the shiver that rolled her from top to bottom had nothing to do with fear. It felt so right to breathe out the words. “Take care of me.”
Travis nodded, then placed a knee next to her on the bed. He leaned over, his weight pinning her in position. Clever lips and teeth were brought into play as he nibbled along her jaw and her neck, teasing her ear with his tongue until she quivered under him.
He spoke softly. “We’ll give you what you need, but first—you want to fuck him? You want his cock in your pussy?”
Ashley glanced at Cassidy who’d sat on the mattress on her other side. “Your choice.”
She wouldn’t mind, but she wasn’t going to push anything. And right now she didn’t want to decide anything. She needed to feel alive, and if in the process she help
ed forge something between the two of them, all the better.
Travis kissed her neck, lifting himself enough to ease down the bed.
Ashley reached for Cassidy, pressing her palm against the sculpted curves of his chest muscles. She played her fingers over his skin as Travis worked his way to her breasts, his tongue painting a trail of moisture before finally reaching the aching tip.
Her hand shifted as Cassidy leaned over her to kiss her again, this time harder, exploring aggressively with his tongue. She joined in eagerly, not holding back. She didn’t try to stop the noises Travis dragged from her as he scraped teeth over a nipple that had gone sensitive from his sucking.
It was satisfying to produce a gasp of her own as she found Cassidy’s cock and captured it in her fist. Heavy and hot, she stroked the thick length lightly, and he groaned against her lips. “Shit, that feels good.”
“You’re telling me,” she teased. Pleasure shot through her core. “Oh, hell. Travis.”
He’d tucked himself between her legs, opening her thighs to the sides and diving in as if he were starving. Tongue thrusting into her core, lips hard on her clit. Without any further orchestration Cassidy took over tormenting her breasts, and a haze of pleasure wrapped itself around her.
Two men fully intent on making her happy—it didn’t get any better than this. Cassidy held her breasts, pressing them together as he alternated between one side and the other. Her nipples tightened. Tingled. Grew heavier, especially when he closed his lips around one and sucked, hard.
At the same time Travis sucked on her clit, and the combination threw her body into an arch, climax slamming her. Dizzy pleasure roared through and echoed in her ears.
Travis lifted his head and his eyes gleamed. “That’s one.”
She didn’t need to count to know this was only the beginning. “Give me your cock,” she begged.
“Not yet.” He twisted her on the mattress, Cassidy’s firm grip helping to slide her over the soft sheets. Only now Travis knelt on the floor by where her head rested near the edge of the bed, and it was Cassidy between her legs. Cassidy who planted his palms against her thighs and stroked slower toward her core.
“So soft,” he muttered. “Like butter.”
“Taste her,” Travis encouraged. “Lick her right, and you’ll make her scream.”
“No screaming today.” Cassidy pressed a kiss to the top of her mound, then paused as if reconsidering. “Well, maybe a little.”
He caught her gaze and held it as he opened her with his fingers. Not looking away he stroked his tongue over her folds, each time dipping in deeper. Her breathing stuttered as he added his fingertips to the play. Circles and caresses on the edge of most sensitive skin.
“Hmm, she is sweet.” Cassidy pressed a finger all the way in, palm toward the ceiling as he rubbed the front of her sheath. Ashley twitched as he stroked exactly right—and he smiled. The sorrow and shadow gone from his face as he pulled his hand back and did it again.
Travis leaned over and blocked her view. “Now you get to stop watching and start feeling.”
Upside-down kisses followed, and Ashley laughed and moaned and then laughed again. Travis taunted her with his mouth and tongue while Cassidy applied full attention to what he was doing to her sex. Two fingers stretched her right when Travis stepped back far enough to grin down at her.
“You want me…” Talking while Cassidy worked her clit was nearly impossible. “…God, Cassidy. Right there, oh hell, oh, yes.” She squeezed her eyes closed and fought off the orgasm she was hurtling toward.
Travis laughed. “If you’re offering to suck my cock, no, not right now. I’m having fun watching you get ready to blow up.”
He caught her hands and pressed them to his thighs, then he stood over her, stroking his cock harder and faster than she’d have ever dared handle him.
She stared up the long, hard length of his entire body, the ridges of his abdomen that screamed for her to lick. The strong chest muscles that flexed in time with his biceps as he pumped. “Bet you’d like to put your cock in me right now,” she proposed. “I’m going to come soon. You could be inside me when I do.”
“Tease,” Travis muttered.
Involuntarily her hips rose against Cassidy’s mouth, her torso shaking as she rocked against him, begging with her body for the last push into another round of pleasure even as she mentally struggled to hold out.
She was so close to going over the edge, using all her strength to resist, Travis stepping away barely registered. When he picked her up, though, she noticed, as did Cassidy who complained bitterly.
“I wasn’t done.”
Travis rolled on a condom, tossing himself across the bed like he was going after runaway sheep. He put her in his lap again, only this time facing Cassidy. Her back pressed against Travis’s chest, her ass hard against his covered erection.
“Put me inside you,” Travis ordered.
She wiggled onto her knees and reached eagerly between her legs, tugging his cock forward far enough to slide the hard head through her folds and get him wet.
Cassidy had rolled back onto his heels, watching intently as she lowered her hips slightly, surrounding Travis’s cock.
“So good,” she sighed, dropping another inch, rising again as she worked him into her body. Travis lifted her hips, his strong hands gripping her tightly as he helped her find a rhythm.
In front of her, Cassidy moved in closer, picking up her feet and balancing them on the edge of the bed. “Travis, lean back.”
Travis wrapped an arm around Ashley’s waist and obeyed, and Ashley moaned as she settled all the way into his lap, this time with his cock buried in her sex.
She rolled her hips, riding him smoothly, enjoying the feeling of being so full. She didn’t expect Cassidy to touch her. To place his thumb directly over her clit and apply enough pressure she gasped.
“Holy shit, what did you do?” Travis asked. “She about burst into flames.”
“Going to make her come like she asked, that’s all,” Cassidy said, but his gaze never left her sex. He teased her clit, catching it between his thumb and fingers, stroking and playing as Travis slid deep. Slowly at first, then faster, until Ashley couldn’t think anymore. Couldn’t do anything but feel their touch on her body. Travis’s cock inside, Cassidy’s unending caresses.
“That’s it,” Cassidy coaxed. “Oh, yeah, squeeze tight around him, baby.”
A tremor started deep, rising like buried magma. At the same time he pressed on her clit, Cassidy traced his fingers along the seam where Travis thrust into her, and Travis jerked upward.
Ashley lost the battle. Her body rocked into Travis, arching hard. She might have sworn. Might have called out something, but she wasn’t sure. It felt So. Damn. Good.
Cassidy rose and grabbed his cock, jacking his hand rapidly over the length while Travis pumped into her. Timing of their motions nearly synchronized. Ashley gazed through lidded eyes at the pleasure on Cassidy’s face, at how his eyes tightened at the corners and his lips pressed together as he got closer to coming.
Under her Travis went off, slamming her down on his cock as far as possible, burying his face in her neck and groaning happily.
Cassidy arched as he came, semen flying from his cock to spray her belly and breasts, ribbons of seed that trickled in warm strands down her skin.
They were all panting as if they’d been sprinting. Ashley reached for Cassidy and tugged him toward her, lifting her face for a kiss as he rolled onto the bed at her side. All tangled together, all naked.
There wasn’t a whole lot of talking, not for the longest time. Travis at her back, and Cassidy tucked in front of her, both of the guys stroking and petting her as they came off their high. Travis dealt with the condom at some point. Cassidy grabbed a T-shirt, wiping her belly and breasts tenderly as she stared into his face and wondered what he was thinking.
She’d wanted them both—needed the blast of pleasure to set her feet back onto solid ground.
But while it had been the right thing to do, it hadn’t been enough.
Haunting memories lingered in spite of the physical satisfaction.
A careful roll brought her to her back between them, gazing into the rafters. The ceiling was built of rough timbers, the hand-hewn logs like the ramparts of a castle overhead, and the sight distracted her. “It’s a rustic fantasyland.”
Travis chuckled. “What?”
“It’s like a ride at Disneyland, only for grownups. ‘Enter the Log Cabin of Lust…’” she moaned, “‘…if you dare.’”
“So we’re on a ride at a theme park?” Travis asked.
“Or we are the ride at a theme park?” Cassidy had lain beside her, his head resting on his arm, eyes closed as his breathing slowed. He cupped her breast lightly as if he couldn’t contain himself, continuing to caress his thumb slowly back and forth.
“That feels nice,” she murmured in approval.
A faint smile tugged his lips.
“I don’t know for sure,” she responded to Travis. “But either way, that was awesome, and if this was a ride? I totally want to go back for a second round.”
Travis leaned up on his elbow, dark gaze trickling over her naked body. He lingered when he reached the point where Cassidy was still playing his fingers over her nipple. He didn’t look upset, not really, more like he was considering hard.
Although, maybe it was her imagination because the next moment his grin was back. Lazy nonchalance in every inch of his body. “You got more itches to scratch, baby? Need us to give you more attention?”
“I have no trouble being with either of you,” she admitted.
“Good.” Travis tilted his head at Cassidy. “Maybe you’ll stop being such a hard ass now that Ashley sweetened you up a little.”
“Me?” Cassidy rumbled in surprise, pulled from his fixation on her breasts. “How did I end up the center of this conversation all of a sudden?”
Travis snorted.
There was one more matter that had to be dealt with. She hesitated. “You got more itches to scratch as well, Travis?”