by Zoey Thames
Dominic coughed a laugh. “Yeah, but I can tell you’d like our curvy chauffer to help with tonight’s stroking. Isn’t that right?”
Brian couldn’t help a wide grin. He pushed the button on the limo’s intercom to talk directly with their curvy driver. “Ruth, we’d like to head to the Brooklyn Bridge and do a little midnight walk. Would you care to join us?”
There was a slight delay before she replied. “That would be great. I’ll take us there right away.”
The limo started making turns and heading back toward FDR Drive. Dominic said, “She hesitated. Never a good sign.”
“Maybe she thought she was finally getting rid of you for the night, and then I went and dashed her hopes.”
“That’s it. Next time we’re in the ring, I’m kicking your ass so hard.”
Brian smirked, but he had also noticed the slight hesitation. He tried not to read too much into it. He couldn’t scent her from back here with the privacy window up, so he could only guess at what she might be feeling. She might still be rattled by what had happened at the club. He desperately wanted to make it up to her. He wanted this to be a night she remembered, but not one that she dreaded or told stories about to her girlfriends as “that time a bunch of shifters went rabid-crazy over me in Flare and I almost ended up in the hospital.” There was little he could do to set to rights what had already happened there, but he could try and have this night end on a high note. And hesitation or not, Ruth had said yes. So there was still a chance.
He leaned his head back against the limo’s leather seats and watched the city and the traffic with a smile on his face. He’d made a rich life out of taking small chances and turning them into big opportunities.
* * *
Ruth parked the limo at a paid parking lot near the piers and prepared to get out to open the door for Brian and Dominic. But her driver-side door opened and Dominic stood there beaming at her, his dark eyes flashing with amusement as he bowed and held his hand out to help her from the car. Nearby stood Brian, frowning at Dominic and shaking his head.
“You sneaky bastard,” Brian said. “I wanted to hold the door for the lady.”
“What can I say? Just like when you’re fighting, you’re too damn slow.”
Ruth grinned at their playful back and forth. That was one of the things she liked about the two men. They had an easy friendship she could tell ran deep. Even though it was her job to open the door for clients and this was highly unorthodox, she still accepted Dominic’s hand and climbed out of the limo.
“Thank you,” she said.
“Our pleasure,” Brian said quickly, and from the expression on his face, she could tell that he meant it. Which caused a blush to come to her cheeks. She could feel it there from the heat of her skin. She just hoped it didn’t show too badly in the light from the streetlamps.
They began to walk to Tillary Street where the Brooklyn Bridge Promenade began, Brian on her right, Dominic on her left. She felt absolutely safe with them. Even better, their presence was a strange mix of calming and exciting. The sexual tension was still there, crackling between the three of them like electric current. It kept her in a constant state of low arousal. But also, being with these two men felt like being with two comfortable, old friends. Her initial nervousness—which had returned when Brian had asked her to take them to the bridge—had drained away. Now it was easy to laugh with them. To listen. And they listened so intently to what she said that it gave her a little thrill.
The huge steel cables, beams, the wooden slats of the walkway, and the old fashioned lanterns made for an interesting scene as below them traffic rushed past in both directions on the bridge. The view of lower Manhattan was stunning. The air was cool, but not cold. Standing between the two big men, she felt warm. She’d read that shifters put off more body heat and that certainly seemed to be true.
“How long have you worked for Mirage?” Dominic asked. He leaned against the railing and glanced at her. His profile was stunning against the New York City skyline.
“A little more than a year,” she said. “I was at NYU on a scholarship, but even with student loans it was rough making ends meet in New York…” She shook her head. “I’m sure you don’t want to hear this boring story.”
Brian put his hand on her arm. She found his touch both comforting and arousing. She wanted more of his hands on her. Both of them touching her. She had to close her eyes for a moment and get her body’s reactions under control again.
“We’d love to hear it.”
She shrugged and gave a self-conscious chuckle. “It’s not an exciting tale. I mean, it’s really not movie-of-the-week stuff.”
“It’s your story,” Dominic said. “So it’s important.” He nodded for her to go on.
She swallowed and took a deep breath. “You asked for it. It’s nothing special. Business major, looking for her niche in a tight market. Needing that degree to give me a little legitimacy. Earning tuition on the mean streets of New York—I mean, by driving the mean streets. That didn’t come out right.” She gave a nervous laugh and glanced between them, trying to read how bored they were. Most men’s eyes glazed over as soon as she started talking about this kind of thing. But both men still watched her keenly, as if truly waiting for her to continue. As if they cared about the story.
A slow warmth spread through her chest. She felt tears prickle at her eyes and swallowed them back quickly and angrily. She wasn’t going to get all emotional over the fact that two men seemed interested in her story. That was plain silly. And they’d probably run for Jersey if she started bawling her eyes out over it anyway.
But something inside told her that, on this, she might be wrong.
“Anyway,” she continued. “After I had to get a job to do little things like eating and sleeping under a roof. A friend of mine, Cindy, hooked me up with Mirage Confidential. I started out part time…”
“Are you at NYU now?” Brian asked when she hesitated too long.
“I had to drop out.” She looked him in the eye and raised her chin. “I’m going back. But I couldn’t afford fulltime yet, and the loans didn’t cover everything. And working was cutting into my study time. But I make some good money. Enough to save. So one of these day’s I’ll be able to go back to NYU and finish my degree.”
“That’s a great goal,” Brian said. “I know you’ll do it.”
Dominic nodded. “You’ll pull it off, I can see it in your eyes.” He chuckled. “Me, I had terrible grades. No college would let me in. Not that I could afford it anyway.” He laughed again and nudged her gently with his shoulder. Whereas Brian projected ironclad confidence that she’d achieve her dream, Dominic projected a slightly different feel to the emotion he was sending her way. A kind of understanding on a core level. She likely shared a lot more life experience with Dominic, because he looked as though he knew that struggle to survive in New York a lot better than Brian did.
“Dominic’s one of the smarted people I know,” Brian interjected. “And I know lots of Ivy League-types.”
Dominic almost looked as if he was blushing, and she found that incredibly endearing. “Listen to Mr. Moneybags,” he teased. “Flattering innocent young bucks like me, just to get them into bed.”
Brian laughed. “I really am going to kick your ass next time we step in a ring.”
They walked the rest of the bridge in amiable quiet. It was a strange walk in a way, both peaceful and frenetic, with the stars overhead and the traffic stream rushing by, trucks and cars and everything moving so fast. On their way back to the car, she made easy conversation with them, talking about movies, places they’d been, getting a glimpse of their world. She was actually disappointed when they finally reached the limo again.
She paused awkwardly after opening the door for them. “Will…will there be anywhere else you’d like to go tonight? Anything else you’d like to do?”
The look both men gave her was breath-stealing in fire and intensity. But when Brian answered, his voice was
smooth and controlled, nothing like the heat in his gaze.
“I suppose we’d best head back to the penthouse.” He gave her the address of his penthouse in Manhattan. “It has been a memorable night so far, but it’s getting late.”
Her heart fell. She’d been having so much fun. But she only nodded and closed the door when both men had climbed into the limo.
The drive to Brian’s penthouse was too short, over before she was ready. Well, she had her memories of this incredible night and she’d always cherish them. She was lucky in a way and she shouldn’t demand more of the universe than what she’d already experienced. It had certainly been nothing like the night she’d expected when she’d clocked in this afternoon.
Ruth drove the limo into the secure underground parking lot of the high-rise and pulled to the drop-off area near the elevators. She sat there for a moment, trying to collect herself as her heart lurched in her chest. Her night with these two incredible men was coming to an end. With a sigh, she climbed out and opened the door for them. Instead of getting out, Brian took her hand and gently pulled her into the back with them. She went willingly, although her heart started to pound harder and she felt both nervous and excited.
She settled on the plush leather seats next to them, her eyes wide. Brian still held her hand, while Dominic carefully took her other hand as if it were some delicate treasure.
“Ruth, we have something we need to tell you,” Brian said softly. His gaze was locked with hers, seeming to see into the deepest part of her. “We’ve had one incredible time with you tonight.”
“A night we’ll certainly never forget,” Dominic added.
Brian nodded solemnly. “But ever since I saw you, I’ve wanted nothing more than to touch you. To make you feel all the pleasure you deserve. I know we’re being forward. We’re not trying to put you under any pressure—”
“Say the word and we’ll get out of your face,” Dominic cut in. “We don’t expect anything—”
“Shut up,” she whispered, cutting him off. “Both of you. Shut up and invite me up to your place.”
“Please, come up to our place,” Brian said, kissing her hand, his desire so intense it seemed to shimmer off him.
“Yes, a million times please,” Dominic murmured, smiling as he kissed her other hand, but his own need was just as evident.
“Then what are we waiting for?” she asked with a wicked grin of her own.
Inside the penthouse, she barely had time to register the spacious, luxury setting before Brian and Dominic were around her, kissing her, touching her, and stripping her of clothing. She kissed them back, but she was soon in a sensual daze as their hands roamed all over her body, teasing, stroking, caressing, stirring every erogenous zone, drawing her to new heights of pleasure, stoking the fire of her need until her body was aching for them.
Before she knew it, they were in the bedroom—a huge, masculine room with a massive king bed dominating the center. One wall was taken up entirely with windows giving an unmatched view of New York City and the glow of lights that spread all the way to the distant horizon. They left the bedroom lights off, so the space was gently lit by that outside glow.
They guided her to the bed. Dominic tossed aside the dark-colored comforter, while Brian eased her backward and naked onto the silk sheets. The cool touch of the sheets against her flaming body made her shiver with delight as she watched Brian and Dominic strip themselves of their remaining clothing.
She reveled in seeing their bodies, softly illuminated by the wash of city lights flowing in through the huge windows. They were both hard, their cocks jutting from their bodies, thick and long and begging for her touch. She trailed her gaze along each man’s cock, her eyes half-lidded, as she slowly spread her thighs for them.
Brian, his eyes flashing with desire, knelt between her legs and trailed hot kisses up her thighs. The touch of his lips had her breathing faster, taking quick little sips of air. His mouth teased its way slowly toward her aching pussy, her molten core so desperate to be filled.
But even as she reveled in Brian’s kisses, Dominic climbed onto the bed beside her. His large form loomed over her as he leaned in and captured her mouth in his. His hands found her breasts, caressing them, stroking and teasing her nipples until they stood up hard and tight. His kisses deepened, his tongue in her mouth, sliding along her own tongue. Her mind was awash in pleasure, and she felt exalted, as if these two strong men were worshiping her with their desire, worshiping her like a goddess.
Brian’s mouth found her slit, and he trailed his hands up her thighs and gently opened her lower lips. She shuddered and gasped when his hot tongue dipped inside her, tracing up her channel and then circling her clit.
Her thighs were trembling. Her breathing was fast and shallow whenever Dominic turned his kissed from ravaging her lips to stroking her nipples with the tip of his tongue. One then the other.
Brian kept up his maddening tactic of thrusting his tongue deep into her wet channel and then bringing it up to flick and circle her clit, always in a different direction, so she could never anticipate from which way the bolts of pure pleasure would hit her. Her thoughts were spinning wildly, coated with a haze of desire and ecstasy. She simply submitted to these two powerful males, giving herself completely to their attention.
It was not long before the combination of one of Dominic’s dizzying kisses and the motion of Brian’s tongue in her pussy hurled her over the edge into bliss. The orgasm yanked a long moan of pure delight from her. She clutched the sheets, her thighs trembling, as Dominic and his kiss seemed to inhale her sounds of pleasure and take them deep inside himself.
Her head fell back on the soft bed as she lay there gasping, her body wracked by the wonderful aftershocks of her orgasm. Neither man said a word as they drew away from her, as if understanding her body couldn’t take anymore just now. Instead, Dominic shifted further onto the huge bed. Brian climbed up beside him. Both men were still raging hard. And she was going to do something about that. But not just yet, because good goddess of the moon, she felt as if her bones had melted and her body was perfectly sated.
Both men were no longer focused on her, however. She watched as Brian pulled Dominic into an intense kiss. There was a slight difference between how they kissed one another and how they had kissed her. While their kisses on her were passionate, driving her body wild with their heat, they also held that element of reverence for her body. But the two males kissed each other with a passion that was a contest, a battle to turn each other on the most. She stared at them in quiet awe. Their perfectly sculpted fighter bodies. Their rock-hard cocks. And she nearly swallowed her own tongue when first Brian, then Dominic, reached down and began to stroke each other’s cocks with long, slow movements.
Dominic broke the kiss first, breathing hard. “I can taste her on your lips,” he said, his rough voice nearly a growl.
Brian didn’t answer, only yanked him back into another fierce kiss. She’d believed she had reached a plateau in both her pleasure and her lust after that first incredible orgasm, but watching them kissing and stroking each other’s cocks, her desire flared into new life. She trailed her hand down the length of her body and slipped her finger into her pussy, finding herself just as hot and wet as she’d been before she’d come. She lazily fingered herself as she watched Brian and Dominic, her heart still pounding hard, her skin still so wickedly warm. Brian pushed Dominic back, then took Dominic’s cock in his mouth and began to work his lips up and down that hard length. She sucked in a gasp of air as if Brian’s lips had been on her most intimate of parts again.
Soon Dominic had his head thrown back, eyes closed, thrashing on the silk sheets as Brian mercilessly worked his cock, sliding his lips up to the head, flicking his tongue along the ridges, then plunging his head back down, taking the other man deep in his throat.
“God…” Dominic gasped, lifting up, all his muscles rigid. “You gotta stop. I can’t take much more.”
For a moment she di
dn’t think Brian would comply, but then he drew away, leaving Dominic’s hard length wet from his mouth and seeping precum. Both men turned their gazes back to her. Their grins were identically wicked as they saw her fingering herself.
With a growl, Brian took her free hand and drew her up, kissing her, lifting her effortlessly in his arms and turning so that he was lying on the bed and she was over him. Now he had his ass on the edge of the bed with his legs off over the side, making it the easiest of things for her to straddle him and ease herself onto his hard length. She shuddered again as his cock stretched her; she was so wet it felt incredibly good. He held her there by the hips, not letting her bounce on him, even though she was desperate to ride his cock to another orgasm.
An instant later she found out why. Dominic had used the time to coat his throbbing cock in lube. Then he used the warm lube to coat her second hole, slipping a finger carefully inside, stretching her gently, making sure she was ready for him. And was she ever ready. Her heart was fit to burst from loving these two men, and the night wasn’t nearly over.
His cock eased into her from behind as she was straddling Brian. The sensation of being filled with two cocks had her weak with pleasure, and that pleasure only doubled when they both began to slowly fuck her, matching each other’s rhythm, so they were driving deep into her at the same time. She gave up on doing anything but hanging in Brian’s strong, steady grip as he kept her aloft and let herself climb toward another orgasm. This one promised to be even more intense than the one she’d already had. It even scared her a little that ecstasy could be so huge, so deep, so mind-blowing.
Brian and Dominic began to fuck her faster. Soon she could do nothing more than helplessly moan until the explosion of her orgasm ripped through her. She was shuddering all over, waves of incredible bliss spreading through her, hazing her mind until she could think of nothing but how good she felt, how wonderful it was to have both of these men in her at once.