Neil, Louisa - One Queen with Two Kings (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Neil, Louisa

  “Damn both those men,” she said to the pale face staring back at her from the bathroom mirror.

  She drew a deep breath and started to strip off her clothing. If nothing else, she was going to enjoy the rest of the time they had at the house to the fullest, even if it wasn’t going as planned. She paused and went to her suitcase, pulling out a two-piece bathing suit. She knew there was a hot tub on the lower deck and a steam room just inside.

  In the past, she’d never considered nudity in front of either man a problem. She’d often gone topless when they were on vacation. Tonight, she wasn’t sure what to do. Tugging the top into place, she tied the string behind her back and neck and pulled the material to cover her breasts. As an afterthought, she grabbed a heavy terry-cloth towel from behind the bathroom door and wrapped it around her. Then she felt even more self-conscious. She took the towel from her body, folded it, and draped it over her arm, taking several deep breaths, wondering if she could just walk past them. Thea found those first steps from the bedroom the worst she ever had to take.

  She opened the door and saw Dexter on the sofa, scanning channels on the television. Russ was in the kitchen making coffee. Clearing her throat to get their attention, she held her head high and walked into the room.

  “I’m going to soak in the hot tub for a bit then head into the steam room. Maybe that will clear my head.”

  “Want company?” Dexter asked, his tone uncertain.

  “I don’t really know,” she said cryptically and headed to the staircase, which led to the lower level.

  Downstairs, it was simple enough to pull back the cover on the hot tub and set the timer. She glanced around the area, tossed her towel on the side, and climbed into the hot, swirling water. One side of her wanted to be left alone, and the other wanted the men to join her. For what she still wasn’t sure.

  Thea lay back and closed her eyes. Earlier they’d called her the queen and themselves her two kings. Would that actually work once they were back in reality? In their everyday lives, could they keep their threesome private? If anybody found out, the repercussions would be horrible, especially to her family. No, she decided, if this did happen, they would have to remove themselves from what had been their everyday life. Maybe that was what they all needed, a new lifestyle in a new place.

  “You should go down to her,” Russell said to Dexter, as they both sat staring at the television.

  “What about you?”

  “I doubt she’ll want me around right now.” Russell seemed hurt by his own words.

  Dexter laughed. “I doubt she’ll want me around right now.”

  “So what do we do, sit and wonder?”

  “I say we take the initiative.” Dex finally realized that if he wanted to keep Thea in his life and Russ, too, he’d have to make Thea realize he was comfortable with the situation. He’d been hesitant with her about all this. After all, he decided, he and Russ had the luxury of time on the island to deal with it. Now he realized if he didn’t show her his true feelings, she’d never know the truth and probably never be comfortable with the situation. While he knew that was still a possibility, he wasn’t willing to let her go without a fight. “The worst that can happen is she tells us to both go to hell.” Dexter paused. “I never would have believed I’d offer to share my wife with you, Russell.”

  “If the last years were different, I wouldn’t have imagined it, either. None of this would have happened. You and me or the possibility of you, me, and Thea.”

  Dexter looked to Russell. “Is it me or Thea you truly want to be with?”

  “Both of you. It’s been my heart’s desire for years.”

  “I’m not sure of the logistics,” Dexter admitted.

  “Let’s just see what happens.” Russell stood and reached his hand to Dexter. “Come on, not doing anything is worse than being rejected.”

  “I’ll remind you of that quote when this blows up in our faces.”

  “At least we’ll have an answer.” Russell waited for Dex to take his hand. “Come on, I’ve been thinking about that hot tub since we got here. Between my arm and your leg, we can both use the heat to our aching joints.”

  “I know it’s crazy, but this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Joining my wife and friend in the hot tub shouldn’t be a problem. Tonight I’m triple-checking my motives.” Dexter wandered toward his bedroom. “Are we putting on bathing suits?”

  “I was going to ask you the same thing.”

  “I think I’ll start out with trunks on and see what happens.”

  “Are you sure you’d rather not be alone with her, Dex? Maybe she’ll talk to you if I’m not there.”

  “We started this together, and we’ll work our way through it together.” Dex shook his head and let out a resigned sigh. “Hurry up and change. We’ll go together. Either it will turn out to be the best night of our lives, or everything will burst into flames.”

  Thea was just starting to relax in the swirling water. The heat was working out the aches in her body and soul. She’d tried to clear her mind of everything, but couldn’t. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Russell sucking off Dexter or Dex fucking Russ.

  “Good Lord,” she said to the empty basement.

  The lower floor was designed as a playroom of sorts, with the tub just inside the exterior door and steam room just beyond it. Past a full bath was a recreation area. There was a huge television, several game tables, a pool table, and a long wooden bar that would seat eight. If the circumstances were different, she knew they would have spent much of their time down there. She noted the difference in light and realized someone was coming. Thea’s immediate reaction was to bolt from the tub, but she decided to let the evening unfold. She’d come to one decision over the last day. Her life would never be the same in any way. Having Dexter back had been a wish and a prayer fulfilled. Maybe she should have added to that wish that everything would remain the same.

  “Can we join you, or would you rather be left alone?” Dexter stood next to Russell. She was beginning to realize Russ was much more willing to talk to her about their situation than Dexter was. In reality, she was beginning to realize if this was going to work, she wanted Dex to be the alpha male and Russ the beta. Maybe if she changed her attitude, Dex would too. If he saw her accepting them, maybe he’d finally get his balls back in place and take charge.

  “It’s a big tub, and it’s not like we haven’t shared them before.” She hesitated and added, “Can one of you hit the switch? The timer will be shutting off soon.” Russ walked to the far wall and turned the knob. “That should give us another twenty minutes.”

  She waited, holding herself taut as the men dropped their robes. She was relived they both wore swim trunks.

  “Is anyone interested in a drink?” Dexter asked.

  “I’ve had enough wine for three days,” Thea said with a laugh. “But you two go ahead. It’s been denied you for two years.”

  “I’ve had enough, too,” Russell said, sliding into the hot water to the right of Thea. He moved a few of the jets near him and propped his arm directly over one. “God, that feels amazing.” He settled back against the jet with his eyes closed. “Dex? You coming in? The water will feel great against your leg.”

  “Yeah, I’m coming.” Dexter hesitated and paused before the bar fridge, choosing three small bottles of bubbly water and placing one within reach of each of them. Finally, he let his body slide into the hot tub to Thea’s left.

  “Does your leg ache?” Thea asked.

  “Only sometimes,” he said, shifting to put his leg up on the bench beside him and adjusting a jet to spray directly on him.

  “Russell, what about you? Does your arm hurt?”

  “Only if I use it too much or try to carry too much weight. When we get back from vacation, I’ll start some physical therapy to get the strength back. What about you, Dexter? Have you decided if you’ll do the therapy the doctor suggested?”

  “I’m thinking about it. I think it’s
more a matter of time than want.”

  “Dexter, if you need physical therapy for your leg, then we’ll make it a priority.”

  “I’ll start if my limp comes back. That’s usually how I can tell I’ve done too much.”

  “It’s your call, but you should take care of yourselves, both of you.”

  Thea sat between the men for a few minutes longer and found herself pushing out of the water. “I’ll be shriveled for days,” she said and reached for her towel. “I’m heading to the steam room.”

  “Is that a private steam?” Russell asked.

  “I don’t have a clue,” she said, grabbing the bottle of water Dexter had brought her.

  Thea knew both men were watching her, and she suddenly felt awkward about everything. Now she was glad she’d pulled on the bikini. Leaving her towel on a hook outside the steam room, she was glad to be alone in the hazy room. That was how she felt, hazy about everything. She tossed a ladle full of water on the coals, chose an upper bench, and stretched out. She wasn’t alone long.

  Dexter joined her quietly. He sat on the bench below her, but didn’t talk. Finally, she couldn’t take the silence.

  “Dex, you’ve hardly said anything to me since this morning. Russell has been more forthcoming about your situation than you. Is that because you just want to end this marriage or because you’re afraid to talk to me?”

  “It’s not a conversation I ever thought to have with you, Thea. Russ and I agreed if we ever got rescued that would be the end of our…”

  “Sexual times, fucking and sucking, what should we call it?” She noted Dex sat forward and thought he was going to leave. “Don’t walk away on this, Dexter. If you do, we don’t stand a chance to work this out.”

  “I’m not sure how it’s supposed to work out anymore.”

  “Tell me this, you’d have no problem with Russell making love to me or at least fucking me. No problem if I decided to suck him off?”

  “I never believed it would become a situation. But it has, and now I’m in a quandary. How can I have sex with Russ if I’m not willing to let you join in? I can’t begin to fathom the idea of you going out with strangers for sex. At least with Russ, it’s comfortable.”

  “Comfortable for you,” she said and laughed. “Oh, Dex, what do you want to happen, truly happen?” He was quiet and finally turned to face her, using the edge of a towel to wipe his face. “I suppose, at this point, I’d like the best of all worlds. Having you back as my wife and, on occasion, having Russell join us.”

  “So much has happened in the last weeks, I can hardly keep up. Now finding out about you and Russ has kind of wiped all that away.” She sat up and looked directly at her husband. “If I try this proposed threesome and don’t like it, what will happen?”

  “Beats the hell out of me. I never thought you’d learn our secret.”

  Thea shook her head at him and left the bench.

  “It’s too hot in here for me,” she said and left Dexter alone. As soon as she opened the door, the cool air surprised her. She grabbed a clean robe from a shelf just outside the doorway and wrapped it around her. Russell was sitting at the bar with just a towel wrapped around his waist. The television was on but the sound was very low. “You could have joined us,” she said to him while using a towel to take some of the moisture from her hair.

  “I figured you two might want some time alone.”

  “I don’t know what I want anymore,” she told him. “Seriously, Russ, I don’t know what to do. Walking away doesn’t seem right, losing Dexter again just isn’t in me. You’ve just been a part of us from the start. Where does that leave us?” She rotated her neck from side to side.

  “There’s a massage table near the door. Why not lay down and let me see if I can work out the kink in your neck?” She stood up quickly, staring at him. “What? For as long as we’ve known each other, we always massaged each other.”

  “Just not in the same places,” she said and finally laughed at him. “Oh, Russ, what am I going to do with you two?”

  She didn’t hesitate any longer. Her neck was stiff from stress, and she knew from experience his hands could work magic on her aches. Thea dropped her head down and used the towel to wrap her hair. Then, with more boldness than she knew she had, she walked to the massage table and dropped her robe. She boosted herself up on the side and, with a loud sigh, lay on her belly.

  “We never meant to hurt you, Thea.”

  “I know, Russell. It’s all just a matter of circumstance.” She settled on the table, finally finding a comfortable spot. “Do me a favor, put some music on instead of the news.”

  She watched him walk to the bar where he’d left the remote. She had to admit, he was a handsome man and well built. He and Dex were almost identical, if not for their coloring. Dex had dark brown eyes and hair whereas Russ had blonde hair and green eyes. He, too, wore a full beard, but his was trimmed much closer to his face. Both men were darkly tanned from their time on the isolated island. They stood even in height, both six two with trim, toned bodies. Russ switched the channels until he found a mellow rock station and came to stand beside her at the table.

  Russell didn’t hesitate to slide his hands across her shoulders and to her neck. He did the motion several times, each pass a bit harder against her skin. His fingers were getting tangled in the neck strap of her bikini top, and he untied it without comment. He’d done it many times in the past, and tonight it seemed natural for him to get the strings out of the way. He tugged on the back strap and let it fall aside. Thea forced herself not to panic and run to cover herself. She watched him take a bottle of oil from the nearby table and squirt some onto his palm, massaging it between his hands before going back her.

  “That’s amazing,” she told him, further relaxing her body on the table and deciding to enjoy the attention. “You still have your magic fingers, Russ. I’ll give you that much.”

  “You’d be surprised what my fingers can do for you.” His statement was flat fact. No explanation was needed.

  “I’m not sure where the line is, Russ.” His fingers were working lower on her back, sliding across her waist and back up along her spine. “We’ve done this many times. Why is tonight different?”

  “Tonight is different because I don’t know if I want to have sex with you. I don’t know if I want to have sex with Dex, and I’m still wondering why I want to watch the two of you together.”

  “At least you’re wondering,” Russell said. “That’s a far better thing than you just shutting us both out.”

  “I agree,” Dexter said.

  “I didn’t realize you were out of the steam room,” Thea said.

  “Seems I don’t have the same tolerance for heat like I used to.” Dexter stood a few feet in front of her, a towel slung low on his hips.

  “Guys, it seems to me this all comes down to a matter of trust. Can I trust you both to never say a word to anyone under any circumstances about what happens in this house?”

  “Of course. We’ve trusted you with our secret.” Russell continued to use long strokes of his hands down her sides and up her spine.

  “Fine. I trust you both. And if anything ever happens and we separate, this won’t be used as blackmail?”

  “You have more to blackmail us with, Thea. To me, it seems you hold all the cards.” Dex had taken a step closer. She sat upward just a bit and reached a hand to him. Dex took the few steps forward to close the space between them.

  That was the moment Thea realized why Dex had been so aloof. He was right, she was holding all the cards. Now she had to decide how she wanted to play them. In that instant, with Russell’s hands smoothing her body and Dex just a step away, she decided what her next move would be.

  Thea’s decision was that one night of exploring wouldn’t kill her. In fact, it would probably be the best way for her to make her decisions. With Dexter so close, she was able to tug his towel and let it fall to the floor. He was naked underneath, and his cock was hard, standing at
attention. She wondered when he’d decided to take off his trunks and decided it was a calculated risk he’d taken. While he wasn’t being very verbal, maybe this was his way of initiating something sexual between them.

  “Are you hard for me or Russ?” she asked.

  “You’re lying there all but naked, Thea. Watching him rub your body is strange even though we’ve done it hundreds of times. This hard-on is for you.”

  Thea sat up and didn’t grab her bikini top to cover her naked breasts. With no conversation, she slid to the side and stood. She hooked her thumbs under her bikini bottom and drew it down, letting it fall at her feet. Then she slid back on her belly on the table. When she settled back in place, she heard Russell take a deep breath behind her.

  “Dexter, come here and let me play with you.” She watched his face still. “Yes, I said come here.” She used her index finger to motion him to her. “Russell, is this okay with you?”

  “Christ yes. I’ve always wanted to watch you and Dex together.” He changed his pattern, using his hands on the back of her thighs and down her legs to her ankles and back up. “Is that okay, Thea?”

  She watched him put more oil on his hands. “Yes,” she mumbled, having just tugged Dexter closer to her by his hips, taking his cock to her lips. “You’re already hard, Dex. Now you’re throbbing against my lips. Why?” she asked, using one hand to pump his cock.

  “It’s all too surreal,” he said, watching her intently.

  “Then how about this for surreal?” She pulled his cock into her mouth and tightened her lips around him. Thea tried to forget the situation and just enjoy the act. She felt Russell’s hands on her legs and thighs and didn’t stop him. Instead, she shifted to widen her legs apart, giving him a clear view of her ass and pussy.

  “Russ, you still okay?” she asked on an outward pull.

  “Better than okay. How far can I go, Thea?”