by Jeffe Kennedy, Christine d’Abo, Elise Logan, Emily-Ryan Davis, Jodie Griffin
She smiled at them both, and from the looks on their faces, it wasn’t a reassuring smile. It wasn’t really meant to be. Exactly.
“A little of this, a little of that. Why don’t you come over here and find out?”
Liam cocked his head to the side, a hint of caution tempering the growing interest. He knew her well enough to distrust her playful invitation. Still, he stepped toward her, unbuttoning his jeans.
She licked her lips, tracking every movement as he stripped. By the time he reached her, her skin prickled with the first edges of real arousal. She dropped her forgotten nightie along with her towel. Liam reached for her but she side-stepped and walked to the bed. Neither man said a word but both followed her. She could feel their gazes on her body as she crawled onto the mattress. When she turned to face them, her core flexed with anticipation.
Hunter stood behind Liam, a larger, darker presence radiating heat and wary anticipation.
They were such a contrast, her men. Hunter with his dark warrior’s body and chiseled face told the tale as much as anything. What you saw was what you got. Liam’s bright hair and pale skin combined with his lean body and almost pretty face to give him a nearly ethereal quality. Of course, that was just looks, since Liam was earthy and could be downright nasty if properly motivated.
That was her task—her very pleasurable task—here. She needed him to be motivated tonight. So much hinged on her ability to pull this off.
“Mmm,” she murmured, laying her fingertips along Liam’s hip. “Kiss me?”
Liam leaned down, bumping his ass into Hunter, who grunted at the contact. Liam’s eyes lit with wicked amusement as Hunter shifted his stance. Kat stifled an answering grin. Instead she closed the slight distance between their lips, melding them together.
She kissed Liam slowly, enjoying the taste and feel of his mouth. She wasn’t in a hurry; they had all night. Liam braced his hands on either side of her hips on the bed, his weight pitching her forward into the kiss. She floated on the surface of the kiss, sensation holding her afloat, allowing her to drift lazily along in the ebb and flow of their tangling tongues.
Gradually, she realized Liam was using his leverage on the bed to torment Hunter. Liam pushed up and back, swiveling his hips a bit. The movement had to be grinding Liam’s ass against Hunter’s crotch, and the idea of Liam teasing Hunter that way sent a spike of hot arousal through the hazy veil of pleasure.
Kat leaned back to break the kiss. “Nice. You deserve a reward.”
Liam’s eyes were lit with slow-burning heat. “I like rewards.”
“I know you’ll like this one.” Kat lifted her hand to trace his jaw.
“Does it involve you and Hunter and this bed?”
The corner of her lip quirked when she suppressed a smile. “It does.”
“Sounds like my kind of reward.” With a smooth twist, he shifted his weight and flipped onto his back next to her. The move was so sudden that Kat tipped sideways. She saw as she caught herself that Hunter stayed planted in his spot, unwavering. The man’s physical self-control was uncanny...but he couldn’t control everything. His raging hard-on was proof of that.
Kat righted herself and rested her hand on Liam’s thigh. She met Hunter’s eyes, a smoky green in this light. He returned her gaze with a level look, completely at odds with the urgency of his stiff cock.
“Hunter,” she began, but stalled at the hoarse quality of her voice. She cleared her throat and started again. “Hunter, could you get me the things in the bedside drawer, please?”
He quirked one dark brow before moving with animal grace around the bed to the nightstand. He opened the drawer, paused, and looked over his shoulder at her. The flat expression, that closed and cold stone face, plucked at her temper. She knew he wasn’t ready for what he was thinking but his lack of trust irked her. It didn’t stop her, though.
She held her hand out in silent demand.
He stared at her for a moment before pulling out the lube and tossing it on the bed next to her. He hesitated again before pulling the vibe out of the drawer.
It looked almost delicate in his hands, the bright green plastic emerging from the rectangular base holding the battery and flowing in a narrow, curved arc to a bulbous head. Like the bizarre sexual organs of an exotic flower. She loved that shade of green.
Liam made a sound of anticipation and arousal when he saw the toy. Whether he used it on her or she on him, it was a favorite for a reason. The vibe was designed especially for p-spot and g-spot stimulation, and she and Liam had enjoyed many sessions employing it to mutual satisfaction.
Hunter had given her the idea for this little bit of fun. It wasn’t quite what he’d suggested, but she wanted more intimacy, more contact than a strap-on really allowed. The three of them were still raw from the earlier discussion and she craved the closeness this scenario provided. Hopefully Hunter would be willing to push his boundaries a tiny bit.
Hunter placed the vibe in her hand, but made no move to join them on the bed. That was okay. She intended he watch. At least for a little while.
“Do you remember what you told me in the shower? When you gave up control for me?”
He looked away. “I said a lot of things.”
She smiled. “A few things stood out. But in this case, you told me you wanted to watch me fuck Liam with a strap-on. Remember that?”
Liam made a strangled sound on the bed next to her, but she ignored him, focusing instead on Hunter. Wariness gave way to arousal, and the heat staining his cheekbones told her she’d hit a definite trigger.
“Yeah.” He swallowed convulsively.
“Well, you can watch me fuck him with this vibe. Give me your hand.”
Without question, Hunter extended his hand. Kat hid her surprise at his rapid compliance. It was what she’d hoped for, but she was still surprised to get it.
She flicked the switch on the vibe, holding the rounded tip against Hunter’s wrist.
His hand twitched in hers, but he didn’t pull back. “That’s weird. Almost tickly.”
“Yes. It’s on the lowest setting.” She inched the intensity up. “But you have to imagine that not against your wrist, but stroking over your prostate.”
Liam rolled so his hard cock pressed against the curve of her ass. “Less talking, more doing,” he murmured, nipping her shoulder.
He surprised a laugh from her. She switched off the vibe. “Be patient, Liam. You’ll have it in a minute.”
“God, I hope so,” he said fervently.
“You really like it?”
“Like isn’t strong enough,” Liam crooned. “Gimme.”
She playfully swatted his hand. “No. I get to play, so lie back.”
When he’d done as she directed, splaying himself in the center of the bed, she settled herself between his knees.
“Hunter, you’re in charge of the top half. You can do anything you want to Liam, but only above the navel.”
Hunter stared at her for a moment before a grin spread across his face. He was finally getting it. “So this being in control thing isn’t going to happen by committee vote?”
“Nope.” She hesitated before adding, “We each have veto powers, though. Always.”
Liam pointed a finger at Hunter. “You do not want to veto this.”
“No, I don’t.” Hunter removed his shorts and claimed a spot by Liam’s shoulder.
She drew her fingers along Liam’s thigh and gave Hunter a stern look. “Remember, no touching below the waist.”
Liam made a pained noise. “Come on, Kat, that’s just mean. The man has a mouth like a fucking Hoover.”
“And a tongue of special skill. Yes, I know. But that is the rule. Now bend your knees so I can lube you up.”
With only token muttering, Liam complied, giving her the
access she wanted.
She set the vibe aside and picked up the lube. Slowly, she circled slick fingers, massaging sensitive nerves to life even as she prepared him for the coming penetration. She grinned up his body as he writhed under her hands. His dick stretched up his abdomen to strafe just under his navel. Just below the line of demarcation she’d given Hunter.
Hunter, for his part, was sitting next to Liam on the bed, frowning down at him.
Kat lubed up the toy and eyed Hunter. “You’re falling behind.”
“You’re directing. You tell me what to do.”
“Ask Liam. This is, after all, about giving Liam pleasure.”
She pressed the smooth head of the vibe against the entrance to Liam’s body and he hissed out a curse. Kat knew how much he loved that first moment of penetration. To draw it out, she only went in a fraction of an inch before backing out and doing it again.
Liam made a keening sound and grabbed Hunter’s shoulders, pulling him down for a tongue-tangling kiss. Momentarily distracted, Kat watched the two men kiss. She was a very lucky woman.
Smiling to herself, she resumed teasing Liam’s ass. It was so rewarding to see the flush of color along his abs, to watch his cock vibrate with the intensity of his arousal. And to know that she was going to drive him to the edge of madness this way.
With a deft twist of her wrist, she slid the elongated egg-shape of the vibe into Liam’s body. His answering grunt was swallowed by Hunter’s kiss.
Enjoying the slight tug of his inner muscles against the plastic, Kat played the toy in and out of Liam’s body, not so much thrusting as gliding. By the time Hunter broke the kiss, Liam was panting and Hunter’s breathing was more than a little ragged. Hers was, too.
Kat flipped the vibrator on.
Liam’s body bowed off the bed, his dick jerking. Oh, she loved knowing she could do that to him. She twisted the vibrator a little, just to enjoy his reaction.
Hunter stared in astonishment, something like envy crossing his features.
Kat smiled to herself. Yes, that’s what she wanted. She wanted him to want the ecstasy, but she also wanted him to want more.
“Nice, Liam,” she encouraged. “Like that?”
He grunted a curse in lieu of an answer. She rewarded him by pushing the head of the vibrator over the swelling of his prostate. Liam cursed louder.
“You’re slacking again, Hunter,” Kat pointed out, moving her free hand up to tease along the sensitive skin between the dildo and Liam’s scrotum. Liam’s response was gratifyingly swift and vocal.
“What? But he isn’t talking.”
“True enough. If he were, I’d be insulted. You have your territory. Anything above the navel is fair game. See if you can make him squirm as much as I do.”
“Somehow I doubt that.”
“Shut up and do something. I’m going to die if I don’t come soon,” Liam gritted through clenched teeth.
Kat pressed her lips together to hide her smile. She turned up the intensity on the vibe and redoubled her efforts.
The noise Liam made was dangerously close to a scream.
She wanted to push Hunter a little harder, too.
“Run your hands over him. Pet him like you do me, play with his nipples, give him some of those little licks I like so much. He’ll like them too.”
Hunter hesitated. As Kat well knew, his encounters with Liam were usually rough, edgy and visceral. The foreplay was limited to kisses and rough pets of each other’s ass and cock. There wasn’t any of the slow, focused coddling he gave Kat.
After a moment, he took her at her word, leaning down to drop a kiss on the point of Liam’s shoulder.
Arousal clenched in Kat’s belly as she watched Hunter slowly explore Liam’s writhing body. Yes, oh, yes.
Liam’s breathing changed again, coming faster and more shallow. He was headed toward climax.
“Hunter.”
Hunter’s dark head jerked up from where he’d been laving Liam’s tight nipple with thorough and lazy sweeps of his tongue.
“He’ll come soon. Will you use your hand to finish him?”
The hazel of Hunter’s eyes was a thin ring around wildly dilated pupils. Arousing Liam had aroused him, as well. It also made him a little slow to respond.
“Yes.” The answer was definite, and Hunter’s big hand closed around the hard length of Liam’s cock. He squeezed on the upstroke, released on the down. Kat suddenly wondered if that was the rhythm he used on himself. The visual sent a flash of heat through her, and she almost lost track of what she was doing.
A moment later, Liam stiffened, every muscle locking in a rigid arch. Only his head and heels were on the bed. The orgasm erupted from him in jets of thick white fluid, spattering his belly and chest, dripping off of Hunter’s fingers.
Kat ramped down the vibe, knowing from experience that continued stimulation tended to be painful rather than pleasurable for Liam.
Long moments passed as Liam came back to himself, relaxing into the mattress.
Kat let the vibe slip from Liam’s body.
“Shit,” Liam breathed. “That was fucking intense.”
“I got that,” Kat said wryly.
Liam rolled to his side, grabbing a hand towel and a condom from the nightstand where Kat had obviously put it. Dropping the condom on the bed, he wiped the sticky residue off his chest and belly before plucking the vibe from Kat’s hand. He wrapped the toy in the towel and set it aside.
“I’ll have to return the favor. Hunter?
Hunter smiled and reached out with almost invisible speed. The room spun wildly for a moment, and before she knew what happened she was on her back staring into Hunter’s very intent face. Oh, she was in for it now. Darn.
In an echo of their earlier positions, Hunter knelt between her legs and Liam sat next to her.
“Same rules?” Hunter frowned as he sheathed his cock in the condom Liam had retrieved.
Kat couldn’t figure out the meaning of Hunter’s question, but it evidently made sense to Liam.
“Works for me,” Liam answered, before swooping down to capture one hard nipple in his mouth.
Stunned, she cried out at the bright lance of pleasure, but the cry choked off when Hunter spread her thighs wide and pressed the broad head of his penis to the entrance of her body. Playing with Liam had gotten Kat more than a little hot and bothered, so when he directed his cock along her slit, he glided easily in her own lubrication. That might have been a little embarrassing if she’d had time to think about it, but she didn’t.
Hunter pushed into her pussy in one long, steady thrust, stretching and filling, scratching an itch she hadn’t consciously known she had. She couldn’t contain her moan as she felt him slide home. God, he felt good. Right.
Liam sucked her nipple against the roof of his mouth, moving his hand to capture her other breast.
Somewhere in her brain she finally understood the rule. Liam had above the navel. Hunter had below.
Was it possible to die of pleasure?
Hunter wedged his thumb at the top of her sex, compressing her clitoris. The flash of nearly painful heat raised the fine hairs on her body. He certainly knew what he was doing.
Slowly, Hunter began thrusting, the weight of his body compressing his own thumb between them, spiking her pleasure with every inward push.
Liam’s mouth worked her nipple, adding to the witch’s brew of sensation flooding her nerves. They worked in tandem, Liam at her breasts, Hunter between her legs, to drive her insane. When the first orgasm rolled through her, she stiffened, stifling the cry on her lips.
Evidently forgetting the rules, Hunter leaned over Liam to give her a hard, fast kiss before resuming his heavy thrusts.
The second orgasm surprised her, a fast little explosion th
at startled a noise from her throat more like a squeal than she wanted to admit. Her embarrassment didn’t last long, though, as Liam, too, abandoned the rules, sliding his lips down the midline of her body.
Hunter leaned back on his heels, pulling her up to rest her ass on his muscular thighs. He finally lifted that tormenting thumb from her clitoris, and she drew a relieved breath. She choked on it when Liam’s tongue licked over her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit.
Liam lifted his head. “Switch. Come at her from behind and I can get you both.”
Hunter’s cock went impossibly harder inside her. In short order, she found herself on her side on the bed, Hunter crowded close behind her. She had one leg hooked up over Hunter’s elbow and the other stretched out. His big body radiated heat along her back as he slid back into her.
Stunned by the swift change in position, drunk on the sensations and a little slow after two shattering orgasms, Kat’s brain struggled to put together what Liam and Hunter were doing. Then it was too late.
Liam scooted down the bed and used his fingers to expose the stiff bundle of nerves. He captured it between his lips and sucked, rocketing her into her third orgasm. Her body jerked, controlled easily by the superior strength of Hunter’s body behind hers.
She finally understood the reason for the position change. Hunter began to drive slowly in and out while Liam’s lips and tongue worked over her clit before dipping down to slide over the thrusting hardness of Hunter’s cock.
Hunter grunted, his fingers tightening on her leg, but he didn’t alter his rhythm.
This was beautiful, erotic torture, Kat thought vaguely, surrendering to another orgasm. God.
She reached out, threading her fingers through Liam’s hair, grounding herself through touch. Her body came apart, remade itself, flew apart again. The only thing that kept her connected was the thick penetration of Hunter’s shaft in her body and the feel of Liam’s silky hair in her fingers.
Hunter stiffened behind her, his hoarse exclamation ringing in her ears.
Slowly, Liam pulled back, and Kat managed to open her eyes enough to look at him. His hair was a tousled mess, his face shiny and slick with her juices, and the look of masculine satisfaction clear in his pale eyes.