Rock My World: MMF Bisexual Romance Two Book Collection

by Bianca Vix

  They’re on fire tonight. Cora always is, but there’s something different now. It makes sense. She’s always loved playing clubs more than big arena shows. People are going to be talking about tonight for a long time.

  In between songs, I glance around me. Bryce prefers to watch bands from the audience rather than from backstage. But if he’s out here, I can’t see him.

  It’s the best show I’ve ever seen. The crowd is going absolutely crazy for them. They’re screaming so loud, it’s actually hard to hear the music.

  Disarray plays for nearly two hours, and it’s not even close to enough.

  Once the show’s over, I can’t believe it. I’m not the only one.

  I’m about to try again to get backstage, but half the crowd has the same idea. There’s no way it’s going to happen.

  I’m heading out when someone calls my name. I turn around to see the bouncer who let me in earlier.

  “Hey. Thompson. That’s you, right? Cora wants to see you.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah. Come on.” He sounds like he can’t believe it himself.

  The guy takes me behind the bar and through a maze of hallways before we end up backstage. He taps at one of many nondescript doors. “Someone will let you in when she’s ready.”

  He takes off and the door opens to reveal Bryce.

  “Hey, man.”

  He doesn’t even answer me, just steps aside so I can come in.

  The room’s not that big. Cora’s on the other side, talking with a couple of women. When she sees me, she asks them to leave.

  “Cora. It’s good to see you.”

  She doesn’t invite me to sit down. In fact she looks about as happy to see me as Bryce does.

  That’s a first. This might not go the way I want it to.

  “Dev. I saw that your name was checked off on the guest list. What are you doing here?”

  “Cora. Bryce.” I glance between them. “Look, I know you didn’t expect me here after everything.”

  I tug at the collar of my shirt. All kinds of emotions are blocking my throat. As soon as I tell them what I need to, there won’t be any turning back.

  This is it.

  I force myself to keep going. “But I need to talk to you. I miss you both. More than anything. And I want us to give it another shot. Make it work with all three of us. I mean, I never didn’t want to. But I’m ready for it now.”

  “Is that right.” Bryce’s voice is flat. His expression hasn’t changed. If anything, it’s even colder.

  I press on. “Look, I wasn’t ready before. This isn’t like anything I’ve ever done. I always wanted us to work out. But I fucked it up. And I’m sorry.”

  “What do you mean, make it work? Like do some half-assed long distance thing that you can back out of any time you want?” Bryce is pissed off at me. I don’t blame him.

  “I mean I want to move to LA and have a relationship with you and Cora. For us to be three again.” I take a deep breath. “I’ve already given notice. For my apartment, and my job. I’m totally committed. If you’ll have me.”

  “Dev, really.” Cora slips her hand into mine, squeezing my fingers. “Do you mean it? For real?”

  “Yes.” I let myself relax a little bit. Cora and I have known each other so long, I was thinking there’d be a chance she’d forgive me.

  Bryce is another story. He’s staring at me like he doesn’t believe a word I’m saying. “You did all that already? Why? Why change everything up when you don’t know what we have to say about it? For all you know, we’ve already replaced you with someone else. Changed our minds about being in a threesome. Anything.”

  A knife twists in my heart at the idea that they might have found someone else.

  I swallow. “Then I’ll figure something else out. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I can show you I’m serious. I know I’ve given you every reason not to trust me. I want to make up for that. If you still want to. If you’ve found someone else, or changed your mind, I get it. And I’ll go.”

  I don’t take my eyes off Bryce. His expression slips just a little, shifting into something else that I can’t read. So I keep going.

  “The way I acted was fucked up. I know it. I’m kind of new to this whole relationship thing. I know you might not want to give me another chance. But if you do, I’ll make it up to you somehow.”

  “I get it, Dev. Everyone has doubts.” Cora glances over at Bryce like she’s not sure what he’s going to do either. “You’re not the only one. But if we don’t try, we won’t know what we could be missing. I’m in. If Bryce is too.”

  He’s still silent, his jaw set. He sure doesn’t look like he’s into it. Cora and I exchange a look. For a moment I think she’s going to ask him for a response, but she doesn’t.

  “Bryce.” I have to stop, because I don’t know what else I can say.

  When Bryce finally speaks up, his tone is firm. “I don’t want to hear anymore.”

  Chapter 21

  Dev

  My heart sinks. “But–”

  “Stop.”

  Bryce cuts me off before I can continue. Setting his bottle down, he moves towards me. We’re eye to eye.

  He wraps his hand around the back of my head, pulling me in close. Our lips are only inches apart.

  As if an invisible wall between us has finally crumbled for good, his kiss is bare and raw. Urgency tangled with desire.

  “Let’s get out of here.” He says the words right into my ear.

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah. You’re an asshole. But I can live with that.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Cora hugs us both together then grabs our hands, pulling us in the direction of the door. “Let’s go home.”

  The ride to her place is a blur. We don’t talk. Just kiss, hug and touch each other like we won’t ever stop.

  The three of us stumble our way inside, not wanting to let each other go even for a moment.

  When we get to the bedroom, Bryce and I both go for Cora, hugging her between us.

  All of my senses fire up as she presses against our bodies. We take turns kissing each other, all of our hands joining in to explore each other’s bodies.

  Bryce pulls back first, disrupting the flow, his eyes bright with lust. He goes for my clothes. We strip each other as fast as we can then turn to Cora.

  She laughs as we struggle with all of her zippers and ties. “Too much for you guys?”

  “Nope.” Bryce tosses her bra aside and finally she’s naked.

  We get to the bed and kneel down together. Cora grabs for our cocks. We start to switch back and forth, everyone touching and kissing each other.

  My hand joins Cora’s on Bryce’s stiff cock. I stroke between her legs too, her wet heat making my own cock throb in response.

  Bryce’s fingers curve around my shaft, sending burning waves of fiery pleasure coursing over me. His free hand is on Cora’s breast, brushing over her sexy nipples. If my hands weren’t so busy, I’d join him too.

  It’s getting to be more than I can take. I have to move out of their reach. I lie down, rearranging myself so I’m in front of Bryce. He groans in surprise as my tongue slides up his cock. Cora moves her hand away so I can suck his cock between my lips. I take his long shaft deep. Gripping his ass, I hold him in place.

  I gasp when I feel a warm mouth at my cock. Cora. I wasn’t even aware of her moving over to me.

  “Fuck.” Bryce’s hand falls to my head.

  It’s pure bliss. I don’t know how long we’re joined together like this when I pull back from Bryce and stroke my fingers through Cora’s hair.

  She looks up at me and smiles. “Had enough?”

  “Never. But there’s something else I want.”

  “Me too.” Cora slides over so she can reach the night stand. Pulling out a box of condoms, she tears into it. They spill out over the bed as she goes to grab something else.

  A brand new bottle of lube.

  �
�So, which one of you boys wants to use this?”

  I glance at Bryce. He grins at me. “Up to you, man.”

  I pass the bottle over to him. His smile gets bigger.

  “I’ve never done this before. Go easy.”

  “Of course.” He squeezes my shoulder. “Don’t worry.”

  I work a condom on as Bryce does the same thing. Cora wraps her arms around me and we kiss as I ease inside of her beautiful body.

  Bryce is coating his fingers with lube. My hips buck up when he starts getting me ready. He’s toying with my ass, teasing me, working a finger slowly into my hole. It’s an intense feeling and I have to go slow as I thrust into Cora. The way she’s kissing me isn’t making it easy to stay calm.

  I have stop moving. I try to will myself to relax as Bryce gets me good and lubed up. I want to do this. No question. But now I’m all too aware of how big Bryce’s cock is.

  Bryce sets his hands on my ass. “Are you ready, Dev?”

  Cora strokes my cheek, giving me a smile filled with love.

  “I’m ready. Do it.”

  Bryce’s hard shaft nudges against me. He’s inching inside me, stopping and starting.

  The weird mix of sensations coursing over me is overwhelming. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

  Bryce stops moving. I’ve taken his whole cock inside me. Cora’s face is blissed out, just like she gets when she’s got her guitar in her hands. It’s a look of pure happiness.

  I rock back and forth between the two of them, driving into Cora and sliding back onto Bryce’s cock.

  Bryce starts moving too, thrusting forward into me as I pump into Cora.

  Cora’s eyes glitter. “I can feel you both. It’s unbelievable.”

  It’s like the three of us are all connected in a way I never thought would be possible.

  “So. Fucking. Good.” Bryce pounds faster. Cora circles her arms around me. I stop moving and now it’s all Bryce, forcing me deeper into Cora, fucking us both like a wild man.

  Cora cries out, her muscles clamping down on me. It’s too much. My cock swells and pulses as I erupt inside her.

  “Fuck.” Bryce groans, gripping my ass hard to keep himself steady. In seconds he’s shooting too.

  I want to stay the way we are, but we have to move. Somehow we untangle ourselves, toss the condoms out and fall back on the bed, all without breaking contact.

  Pulling me close, Cora presses her lips to mine. “I love you, Dev.” Cora slides her hand over to Bryce’s jaw, her fingers tracing over his cheek. “I love you, Bryce.”

  I hug her close. “I love you.”

  Her hand circling around the back of my head, Cora pulls me in, brushing her lips against mine. I lean over her and do the same to Bryce. Then I shift around so I’m facing both of them. “I want to make something completely clear. I can’t walk away from you ever again.”

  Bryce locks his eyes with mine. “That’s good. Because we won’t let you.”

  “Never.” Cora takes hold of both our hands, squeezing hard.

  “What I feel for you both is something I’ve never felt for anyone else. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.” I turn to Bryce. “And you’re the only man.”

  He nods. “Me too. I love you, Dev.”

  “What we have.” Cora gestures at all of us. “This. It’s forever. We’re a family now. Us three.”

  A family of my own. Two people that will always be there for me.

  Forever.

  Yes. That’s what I want.

  kThe endk

  Rock Hard

  MMF bisexual romance

  Rock hard. Love harder.

  Shayla

  I always believed Jett and I would be together forever.

  Forever didn’t last as long as I thought it would. It doesn’t matter. My career is finally taking off and I don’t need him any more. Especially not since he’s turned into a rock star that I don’t even recognize as the guy I used to love. I want a man who I can trust to be by my side. That’s not Jett. Not anymore.

  Jett

  I love to play hard and party harder. It’s the best lifestyle there is.

  I’ve got everything I’ve ever wanted. Except for Shayla. I still think about her, no matter where I am or what I’m doing. I don’t know why she’s always on my mind. She walked out on me. I don’t want her back.

  There’s someone new I’m into anyway. I can’t have him, but whatever. Getting involved with Dylan is way beyond a bad idea. No-one knows I used to fuck guys. It’s easy to keep it that way, since I don’t do that. Not anymore. It’s a rule I won’t break. Not even for a guy like him.

  Dylan

  Music is my life, but I’m no player.

  I work behind the scenes. I don’t fuck around on the job. Haven’t ever really wanted to. Not until I went on tour with Tailspin. Now I have to see their insanely hot guitarist every single night. And watch a steady stream of women all trying to be the one he chooses for the night. As much as I want Jett, he’s way off-limits for me.

  I miss being in love. But the kind of relationship I need is almost impossible to find.

  Almost.

  Chapter 1

  Jett

  I don’t want my future to be changed by anyone other than me. But as soon as I open the door, I know it’s going to be.

  Dylan Michaels. His name flashes up on my phone as I head inside the warehouse. I set an alarm for our meeting today, even though it’s not like I could ever forget about it. My band’s been talking about the best sound tech in the business whenever we get together these days.

  We need him.

  Every other member of Tailspin is here already. I figured I’d be the first to arrive at today’s practice session. I usually am.

  “Jett. Where the hell have you been?” Zac stands up, grinning, but he doesn’t set his guitar down. We’re like twin brothers that way. I have my hands on my guitar every chance I get.

  “What? I’m not late. I’m right on time.”

  “You should be here early. We’re meeting with the sound tech today, remember? Dylan won’t have much time. We’re lucky he’s even going to stop by.”

  Like any of us could forget that. Zac isn’t actually upset. Nothing ever really bothers him very much. He’s the most laid-back guy in the band.

  Unlike Bailly, who’s sending me a special gift-wrapped death glare. He’s the most high-strung bassist I’ve ever worked with.

  “Sooner we get this over with, the better.” Bailly plucks at a string and a loud, low note echoes throughout the big room.

  I love being here in our practice space. I’d be happier if we could just play, but still. This is a big deal. Dylan’s the best sound guy around. If he agrees to work with us, we’ll definitely kill it on our next tour. And that’s the tour that’s really going to count.

  “Dylan just texted me. He’s close by, he’ll be here in two minutes.”

  I pull my favorite guitar out of its case. “Great. We can get this over with fast. Unless he’s a dick in person, we’re all board with him. Right, Bailly?”

  He shoots me another glare. “Yeah. If we can afford him.”

  “We’ll manage just fine,” Zac says. It’s a good thing he’s always ready to come between Bailly and I. I’m not up for his weird moods now. Never am, but especially not today. It’s exciting. If we get on the tour we want to be on, Tailspin will break out. Mega-success won’t just be in our reach. It’s practically guaranteed. Especially if we have Dylan along with us.

  The warehouse door swings open and a sharp stream of sunlight pierces into the dark space. “Hey. You guys Tailspin?”

  It’s impossible to make out anything about the figure who’s asking. “Dylan? Come on in.” Zac sheds his guitar to go and bring the guy inside.

  Once my eyes readjust to the darkness again, I have to blink. Holy fuck. Zac is introducing Dylan around and all I can see is his lean, muscled body.

  His deep blue eyes lock onto mine. “Jett. I’ve hear
d great things from you already. You’re a hell of a guitar player. One of the best I’ve heard in a long, long time.”

  I set my guitar down so I can shake his hand. Coming from him, that’s an extremely high compliment. “Great to meet you.” I’m trying hard not to stare. “Thanks, man.”

  Zac launches into a conversation with Dylan that I can’t focus on no matter how much I try. I have to get it together. I can’t be drooling over our sound tech. Potential sound tech. Whatever. Not him, or any man.

  No matter how hot he is.

  And Dylan is smoking hot. It’s not just his body. His wavy hair is so dark that it’s nearly black. His face is model-level handsome.

  Fucking hell.

  I mean, it’s not like it’s even an opinion. The guy’s hot. Anyone would say so, probably even Bailly. Who never acts like he finds anyone attractive. Ever. And it’s not just because I’m into men as well as women. Nothing to do with that. Dylan’s a fucking gorgeous man. Simple as that.

  Not that it matters. I have a girlfriend and there’s no-one in the world I love more than her. I don’t do guys. Not anymore. Not since Shayla and I got together. And no-one knows about that part of me. It doesn’t make a difference. It’s in the past. And that’s where it’s staying.

  Sometimes I miss having sex with men. Hell, a lot of the time. But Shayla is my whole world. She’s the one for me.

  Doesn’t hurt to just enjoy the view though. I’m not even tempted. Most men are straight anyway, so it’s not an issue. Not that it would be, even if somehow Dylan isn’t. I’ve got the desire for man sex out of my system. I’ve never been tempted to get into any kind of relationship with a man, and I never will be.

  But still. I can’t believe how much this guy’s throwing me for a loop. It’s like there’s sparks flying off him or something. It’s more than just the scorching heat that I can feel coming from him. It’s fucking electric. I glance around to the other guys, just in case it’s not just me.

  Damn it. It is just me. They’re all acting totally normal. I have to make myself do the same.