Season of Seduction

by Jeffe Kennedy, Christine d’Abo, Elise Logan, Emily-Ryan Davis, Jodie Griffin

  “Someone needs to tell me what you two are talking about.” Liam glanced between them.

  Hunter dropped his arms to his sides. “I... Shit. I’m no good at this.”

  Kat sighed. “You pushed him into new territory, Liam.”

  He looked at his wife. They’d already talked about this. “Yeah. I didn’t think we’d get anywhere otherwise.”

  Hunter gave him a sour look. “You have a real issue with pushing people where you want them to go.”

  Liam lifted his chin. He was getting really tired of having that pointed out to him. “I don’t need to revisit that.”

  He and Hunter stared at each other for a moment before Hunter nodded.

  “The deal here is that it wasn’t exactly his idea.” Kat’s tone caught his attention. She was anxious and trying to hide it.

  “So, what, this is a test?” Liam frowned. He didn’t like it. He wasn’t convinced that bringing it to a decision point this early was a good idea. The connection between Hunter and him was too fragile.

  “Yeah,” Hunter answered, only to be contradicted by Kat shaking her head at the same time.

  “It isn’t a test.”

  Hunter looked at her like she’d lost her mind. “It is a test.”

  “Someone spell it out for me.” Liam was done with dancing around this. “What are we trying to accomplish here?”

  “Kat wants me to fuck you in front of her.”

  The world went sideways as Hunter’s blunt statement sent all the blood from his head straight to Liam’s cock. Son of a bitch.

  He shook his head to clear it. He licked his lips and fought to be calm. “Yeah, she likes that.”

  Hunter gave an ill-tempered shrug. It was painfully obvious this made him very uncomfortable. “Yeah, well. I don’t know if I can do that.”

  That would be a problem. So it was a test, even if Kat didn’t want to call it that.

  Liam was suddenly nervous. Not the sort of adrenaline rush he got before client presentations or when the first shovel of dirt came out of the ground on a new project. This was gut-clenching, nail-biting anxiety. He had thought he’d put that kind of insecurity behind him, but evidently not. Hunter stripped his defenses and left him raw. He’d have to get used to that.

  Kat stood. “Why don’t we start easier? There’s no need to jump into the deep end. Let’s try working up to that.”

  Hunter looked so relieved Liam almost laughed. Kat was right. Liam hadn’t given much thought to Hunter’s perspective on the idea of a threesome. He’d simply assumed it was something to be overcome by forcing him to face the attraction between them. But that wasn’t all of it. So where should he begin?

  * * *

  Hunter wasn’t expecting it. He’d thought Liam would come to him, but instead, he stepped past him to pull Kat into his embrace. Kat went easily, tilting her face up to his.

  Liam’s kiss was deliberate, slow and thorough. He explored her mouth with single-minded interest, and Hunter thought his dick might explode. More than sexy, their kiss was intimate. He hadn’t really appreciated the level of emotional intimacy the three of them were forming together.

  Kat leaned into Liam, her fingers resting on his hips just above the towel. Liam’s hands were busy. In short order, he had her completely stripped. She rubbed against him like a cat seeking affection.

  Liam wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back, breaking the kiss. His mouth dragged down the line of her throat, and he used the grip on her hair to turn her head toward Hunter.

  “Look at him,” Liam growled against her skin.

  When Kat opened her eyes and looked at him, Hunter’s lungs seized. Fucking hell, she was hot.

  Liam dipped further, arching her back so he could capture one nipple in his mouth. Kat moaned, and Hunter’s sight went a little fuzzy. He forced himself to blink to clear his vision.

  Kat pulled her arm from Liam’s neck and extended it to Hunter. It was an echo, a return of that night so long ago when he’d refused the invitation she’d made by turning around and walking out.

  It was a fantasy come to life. How many times had he replayed this scene in his mind’s eye with his dick in his hand?

  But this wasn’t his imagination, this was reality, and he could have it. One foot in front of the other, he closed the distance between them. Like a sleepwalker, he lifted his hand, brushing his fingers along the curve of the breast where Liam sucked and licked at her nipple. Kat moaned and dropped her hand to the crook of Liam’s elbow.

  He couldn’t take his eyes from Liam’s mouth, entranced by the sight of Liam’s tongue flicking across the tight bud. Compelled, he slid one finger up until Liam licked both his finger and Kat’s nipple.

  Hunter shuddered, and the wave of arousal broke through his stupor. Suddenly, he wanted everything. Right now.

  He yanked his hand back and tossed his towel aside.

  Kat went still against Liam’s body, her eyes wide. Liam lifted his head from his wife’s breast to look at him. With both of their eyes on him, his skin felt molten. “What?”

  Liam chuckled. “You always go from zero to sixty so fast?”

  “No.”

  Kat licked her lips. “Will you kiss me, Hunter?”

  “Yeah.” Hunter wasn’t sure he could manage more than single syllables. His brain seemed to have shut down completely. But he wanted to kiss Kat, wanted to taste Liam on her tongue. A fist of heat punched through him. God, he wanted to taste Liam’s seed on her tongue. He wanted... Christ. What didn’t he want?

  Liam released his wife, turning her into Hunter’s waiting arms. The move seemed natural, and the very ease of it squeezed something in Hunter’s chest. Maybe. Just maybe.

  Then he pressed his lips to Kat’s and lost the thread of thought. She tasted like sunlight and...Liam. Only faintly, but it was there. It made him wild, and he took her mouth faster and deeper than he’d intended. The urgency came from nowhere and overwhelmed his defenses. It didn’t help that Kat responded totally. Her tongue met his and his hands couldn’t find enough to do.

  He slicked his palms down her back, fingertips tracing her spine. She shuddered against him and he pulled her in closer, rubbing his chest against hers. God. He could feel the little points of her nipples, the one still damp from Liam’s mouth.

  His cock was pinned between them, the underside pressed into the soft curve of her belly and his balls resting against the delta of her thighs. Fucking hell. He wanted in her. Couldn’t get inside her often enough.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling enough for him to get the message. He shifted his grip to her ass and lifted so she could wrap her legs around his hips.

  When his knees bumped the mattress, he lowered her onto the covers. As soon as her back made contact, he moved down her body, capturing the same nipple that Liam had recently tormented.

  Kat arched under him, another of those sexy whimpers strumming along his nerves.

  He jolted at the touch to his back. Liam’s hand settled at the base of his spine, warm and heavy. It felt...good. Different, more solid than a female hand. The heavier pressure pushed his hips down so his cock ground against Kat’s thigh.

  A damp kiss at his shoulder blade caught his attention and he wrenched his mouth from Kat’s breast, gasping. “Jesus, Liam, are you just fucking around back there or what?”

  Liam laughed. “What do you want me to do?”

  “Are you naked yet?”

  “No.”

  “Drop the towel. Then get up here. I want to see you both.”

  He couldn’t believe the words coming from his mouth. Where the hell had the doubts gone?

  Kat evidently had the same thought, since she stared at him as if he’d grown a second head. “Damn, Hunter. You do go zero to sixty in a hurry.” />
  He shrugged. “Are you complaining?”

  She shook her head vehemently. “No, definitely not.”

  Liam bounced onto the bed next to his wife. “No complaining here, either.” He dipped his head to give Kat a quick kiss.

  Hunter pushed up, taking in both of them. Liam’s pale skin was interrupted by a few freckles, and his chest hair was light enough to nearly disappear in the lamp light. A narrow trail of darker hair bisected his torso, leading down to the copper thatch framing his stiff cock.

  The urge to wrap his hand around Liam’s dick didn’t surprise him anymore. It was still a little uncomfortable, but what the hell. He reached out and did it.

  Liam grunted, and Hunter felt the satisfaction of that low in his gut. He squeezed, testing. The silky slide of skin over hardness was manifestly different from anything he’d felt before. It wasn’t like holding his own cock. The angle was different, the feel was different and it was an indirect sort of pleasure. Not bad, kind of exciting.

  He pumped his hand up Liam’s shaft, exploring. He watched with fixed attention as Liam jerked in his hand, his breath hissing between his teeth. Kat’s breathing hitched, then sped. Evidently she liked it, too.

  Hunter wouldn’t call it beautiful, but the sight of his fingers wrapped around Liam was compelling. And making Liam respond was its own turn-on. He swiped his thumb over the head just to see what Liam would do.

  Liam’s hips bucked, a silent request for more. Something clenched low in Hunter’s gut and his mouth went dry. Christ.

  “What do you want me to do, Kat?” He was surprised he could speak.

  Kat pushed up to her elbows, distracting him. Without removing his hand from Liam, he switched his gaze to Kat’s chest. Such beautiful breasts. He’d do a lot to be able to look at those breasts every day.

  “I... Whatever you want to do.”

  Hunter shook his head. Now was no time for her to be indecisive. He needed to know what he had to do to pass this test. Then he remembered what she said earlier. One thing would do it. But he wasn’t quite ready for that.

  He released Liam and stood up. He was gratified when both of them stared hungrily. If the hours of workouts made them greedy, he was happy with that.

  He ran a hand down his abs, enjoying the way both of them tracked his movement with their eyes. When he reached the base of his cock, he gripped it, and Liam licked his lips. Yeah.

  Hunter had a sudden realization. While Kat might be driving the emotional train, linking the three of them together, he was the one in charge of sex. Even when Liam had pushed him over the edge last night, it had been Hunter’s desires that had determined what happened. They wanted him to control the action.

  His balls tightened and his dick hardened to the point of pain. Christ that just worked for him.

  “Liam.”

  Liam didn’t move his gaze from where Hunter held himself. “Yeah?”

  “Look at me when I’m talking to you,” Hunter ordered. He wanted to see what was going on in Liam’s face.

  Slowly, Liam dragged his gaze up Hunter’s body. His eyes were glazed, arousal dropping his lids to half-mast.

  “Over here. On your knees.”

  Heat flared in Liam’s bright blue eyes and he wasted no time sliding from the bed onto his knees in front of Hunter.

  Kat sat up, distracting him again. Arousal and a kind of dazed amazement made her eyes seem huge in her face. Oh, yeah. This worked for her.

  Liam knelt in front of Hunter, waiting. Hunter frowned. “Kat, give him a pillow.”

  Her movements were jerky, uncoordinated as she complied. The movement twisted her body, spread her out across the bed, and gave him a quick peek at her pussy. His dick throbbed in his hand. He wanted more than that.

  Liam tucked the pillow under his knees. The anticipation and desire on his face ratcheted up Hunter’s own arousal. If he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t last. He shook his head at himself. He’d last. He’d fucking well make himself last.

  Hunter let go of himself and cupped Liam’s chin, forcing eye contact. “Suck me. Make it good.”

  Liam nodded in his hand, and Hunter released him. Kat made a low noise of arousal, halfway between a whimper and a moan. Sexy as hell.

  Then Liam’s mouth closed over his aching dick and everything else became unimportant.

  Chapter Eight

  She’d never seen anything as sexy, as insanely erotic, as her husband sucking Hunter’s cock. She felt like she’d waited her entire life for just this moment. Her skin flushed with the heat of her arousal. Restless, she shifted on the bed, mesmerized by the way Hunter’s abs clenched and rippled, by the way Liam’s cheeks hollowed as he dragged his mouth up the rigid length of Hunter’s erection.

  Her lungs refused to work correctly, but that didn’t seem to matter. Nothing seemed to matter except the slow, wet movements of Liam’s mouth.

  She’d always gotten off watching Liam with other men. Something about the meshing of two healthy male bodies made her hot. But this was way beyond that. This was bonding in a way that she had never imagined.

  Hunter’s body was nothing short of amazing. Muscled shoulders and corded arms framed the flat planes of his pecs and the ridged beauty of his abs. It took work to forge a body like that, and the scars only served to emphasize that work. Kat felt an unaccustomed rush of jealousy at the thought of other women looking at him like this.

  No. No other woman had ever seen him like this. Heat filled her, flooding her pussy and making her shudder.

  No other woman had ever seen him standing tall and strong with his dick in another man’s mouth. That was hers. All hers.

  Hunter put his hands on Liam’s head, guiding his movements. It was too much. She slid her hand between her legs and pushed two fingers inside. Using shallow strokes, she picked up the rhythm of Liam’s sucking. Heat exploded, and she couldn’t hold back her gasping moan.

  Hunter’s head jerked up, and his eyes zeroed in on her hand. His nostrils flared and he shuddered hard. “Open your legs. Let me see.”

  His voice was a barely understandable growl. Kat shivered. Nothing had ever been so hot. She’d never felt so sexy. She slowly parted her thighs, letting him see her hand on her sex.

  “Christ.” Hunter pulled free of Liam’s sucking mouth with a wet popping noise. He hooked a finger under Liam’s jaw and urged him up. Kat scrambled back, mouth watering with anticipation, as Hunter pushed Liam onto the bed.

  Remembering Hunter was in unfamiliar territory, she reached into Liam’s nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom and some lube. Hunter tore the condom open and had it rolled on in seconds. He crowded against Liam on the bed, pushing his legs up to get access.

  Alarmed at Hunter’s speed, Kat moved quickly to lay a hand on Hunter’s belly, intent on slowing him down. But once she touched him, she forgot her concern for Liam. The heat and hardness of him jolted through her. The flat plane between his abs and his cock tempted her to explore with her tongue.

  When Kat leaned in, Hunter grabbed a fistful of hair and held her off. The slight tug on her scalp wasn’t painful. It was mind-numbingly erotic.

  “Not now, Kat,” he gritted. “You wanted me to fuck Liam, and that’s what I’m going to do. If you want to help, get him ready.”

  Another spike of heat hammered home. Hunter released her hair and she reached over Liam’s body. Wanting contact, she brushed her breasts over his belly, sucking in a breath at the friction. Liam grunted and Hunter made a noise low in his throat.

  She flipped the top on the lube and went to work. Work was the wrong word. As she swiveled her fingers around Liam’s ass, his response fed her own hunger. She slid her fingers inside, preparing him for Hunter. Liam’s cock was hard enough that it barely bounced even when his hips twisted, grinding his ass onto her exploring finger
s.

  “Fucking hell,” Hunter breathed in her ear.

  She turned her head away from Liam to look at Hunter. His gaze was riveted to where her fingers breached Liam, and his hand was on his cock, pumping in time with her strokes.

  Satisfaction swelled inside her, turning the arousal into a trippy cocktail of power and pleasure. Two men responding to her, two men hard and wanting. It hit every one of her hot buttons.

  Before she could exploit her advantage, Hunter clamped a hand around her wrist. The manacle of his fingers set off an entirely different set of nerve endings. She gasped and he tightened his grip. Oh, God. Her hand went limp in his grip, fingers lax in the heat of Liam’s body.

  Hunter’s gaze locked with hers and slowly, inexorably, he pulled her fingers free. Liam cursed and clamped down, but Hunter was having none of that. He released her wrist and gently pushed her back onto the bed.

  “My turn.”

  * * *

  They were trying to kill him. There was no other explanation for the way they were tormenting him. Liam gripped the base of his cock, desperate to hold back the building orgasm. He didn’t want to come yet.

  Kat’s fingers slid free and the cool air of the bedroom washed over his lubed-up ass. It was replaced immediately by the blunt press of Hunter’s dick. He opened his eyes, wanting to see Hunter over him. He’d missed this last night when Hunter had taken him from behind.

  Hunter’s head was bent, eyes focused on the point where the head of his penis met the entrance to Liam’s body. The look of intense concentration heated Liam’s blood further, and he felt every heartbeat in the head of his own cock.

  “Do it,” Liam demanded.

  Hunter’s fingers tightened on his thigh. His other hand went to the root of his erection to steady it. His head lifted and he pinned Liam with glittering hazel eyes.

  “You don’t tell me what to do. You’ll take what I give you or you take nothing at all. Clear?”

  Holy hell. The steely authority in Hunter’s voice ran through him like lava. When Hunter bumped forward, compressing the sensitive nerves, his vision went gray. His brain shut down completely and he just didn’t care. Liam squeezed to the point of pain, trying to clear the fog.