by Aja Cole
Liam drops his mouth to my neck and sinks his teeth there as he sends jolts right through me with the way he’s manipulating my nipples. Such good pain.
“Give us everything. Come all over his face so I can fuck you while your mouth is full of his cock.” Liam’s deep command puts a visual in my head that sends me right over the edge with a loud cry, and my hands fly to Hawk’s hair, holding him to me as he holds my restless legs apart. I ride out the orgasm against his handsome face, sagging into Liam’s body as he continues to stroke my breasts, but softer now.
Hawk comes up and rubs his lips over mine, kissing my bottom lip gently before I open my mouth to him and tangle our tongues together.
“Delicious.” He whispers, moving away and stripping his dark blue t-shirt over his head. “Get on the bed on your knees, let us see that beautiful ass, darlin’.”
I slide off Liam’s lap after he presses a kiss to my neck, and move to the bed, completely naked. My skin is tingling with every step and I press a knee to the mattress, crawling forward.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my life.” That’s Liam’s voice, but I don’t know whose hands are running over my ass.
“Tell me about it,” Hawk says, and then a hand is trailing lightly up my spine, making me arch my back. “Drop your chest, and spread your knees.” I do as he says, pressing my cheek to the bed and folding my arms under it.
“Can you imagine coming home to this?” Their casual conversation is somehow making me wet all on its own. “Just seeing this ass spread for you when you come in the door?” Both of their hands are on my body now, though I couldn’t tell you who is where and I don’t care.
Fingers thrust into my warmth again and I groan, wiggling.
“She’s dripping for this. Are you ready, baby? You want to feel my cock?” I know it’s Liam now.
“Yes, please yes.” I’ve been on edge to feel him inside me for days now, and I don’t want to wait another second.
I hear rustling and pray that they’re getting completely naked. Hawk moves in front of me, leaning back against the headboard, and beckons me towards him.
He strokes his cock in long movements as I watch and crawl to his body, my mouth watering. Far too long. Hawk trails one finger down my face and releases his hard cock, and it bobs in front of me enticingly.
“Ungh.” Liam spanks my ass and I jerk forward a little, moaning. “Again,” I beg.
“Fuck yeah.” He murmurs, spanking me again. “Get your mouth on his dick.”
Instead of that, I kiss and nip Hawk’s inner thighs, teasing my tongue closer and closer to his dick and balls but not touching them yet.
“Michaela.” He growls, fisting a hand in my curls.
“Yes, Hawk?” I look up at him through my lashes and run my closed lips along the base of his cock.
“If my dick isn’t in your mouth in the next few seconds, you won’t come again for the rest of the night.”
Well shit. I do love when he calls my bluff.
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I open my lips and wrap them around his cock-head, circling him with my tongue while he groans. I wet him with my mouth and wrap a hand around the base, twisting it as I lick and suck at whatever my hand isn’t touching.
“Fuuuckkk,” I have to yank my mouth off Hawk’s cock to get the words out. Liam’s pressing inside me, gripping my waist and giving shallow thrusts until he’s able to slide fully in.
But he stills, slapping my ass again.
“I’m not filling you up if your mouth isn’t full, baby.”
I shiver and slide my mouth down Hawk again, taking him deeper and feeling his thigh jerk under my hand. I can’t keep myself from moaning continuously because Liam is seated deep in my pussy and I’m on sensation overload.
It’s not the first time I’ve done this, but it’s the first time I’ve been between two men I love and that alone makes everything so much more intense.
“You gotta feel her mouth, man.” Hawk groans, using his grip to pull me on and off his dick. He tastes amazing and I lap up the precum leaking from him every time.
“Yeah? She’s our little freak, huh. You’re so wet and hot, baby.” Liam pulls out and slams back in, making my eyes roll back in my head. He’s deliciously thick and every stretch takes my sanity away a little more.
The faster he fucks me, the faster Hawk fucks my mouth, and I let him control me, cheeks hollowing as I suck him as much as I can.
“Shit, I’m gonna come.” Hawk pumps his hips to my face and I fondle his balls, closing my eyes to savor the warmth pulsing throughout my body.
Liam wraps a hand around my hips and his fingers find my clit, using my wetness to let him circle his fingers easily around the swollen bud, and I spasm.
“I want you swallowing his come while you squeeze my dick, baby. Get there.” Liam slaps my ass and holds my hips, moving forward so I can push back onto him. “That’s right, fuck me like you need it.”
“Almost there darlin’, shit you’re so gorgeous.” Hawk talks low and I feel his cock getting bigger in my mouth and his balls drawing him. “Yeessss.”
Liam takes control again and fucks me hard, his hand rubbing furiously on my clit as he presses a thumb to my ass. Good lord.
I squeeze Hawk’s thighs, digging my nails in because the feelings are too much. I feel hot jets of cum fill my mouth and throat, swallowing every drop as my orgasm follows seconds later and I clamp down on Liam’s dick. He digs his fingers into my hips and clutches me to him, and I almost feel him coming even through the condom. Everything is intoxicating.
“Damn,” he mutters, stroking my ass gently as I pull my mouth off Hawk’s dick and rest my cheek on his thigh. Liam pulls out and I moan because my walls are still pulsing.
“Damn is right,” Hawk says, stroking my cheek and I close my eyes, just enjoying being touched by both of them. “You sleepy, darlin’?”
“Mhm.” I smile, dropping my hips to the bed.
“I’ll get rid of this, then we’ll tuck you in.” Liam pats my leg and leaves and I curl my body up.
“You’re amazing.” Hawk pushes my hair back and leans over to kiss me, and I sigh.
“That was amazing.” I feel almost giddy, even though I’m tired. The flight plus them, it’s enough to knock a girl out. This can’t be real life but apparently, it’s mine, and we haven’t even scratched the surface.
Hawk gets up and I close my eyes again. I remember getting up to use the restroom at some point, but then I must doze off briefly because I blink my eyes open in the dark and hear the shower running.
The bed dips and Liam gets under the covers, pulling me to him.
“Tonight was fun.” He kisses my forehead and I burrow into his chest, exhaling.
“Does it make you jealous? Seeing me with him?” I lift my head to watch him in the dim light.
He looks like he’s thinking for a second, then shrugs. “Surprisingly, not at all. It was pretty hot. And honestly, I’m terrified I’ll do something stupid and hurt you so it comforts me to know you’ve got him too.”
“I don’t think you’d ever hurt me on purpose.”
“Never. But the way I’m wired, sometimes things will seem a different way to me than they actually are and I’ll react to that. I try not to, but it doesn’t always feel like it’s in my control.”
“Well, I’ll try to remember that and we’ll take that day by day too.” I press a kiss to his chest as the bathroom door opens and Hawk is silhouetted against it.
I am one lucky woman.
“Liam, you got back or front?” Hawk says, ruffling a towel over his hair.
“I’ll go front,” Liam answers, smiling down at me.
Hawk gets into bed with boxers on and cuddles up against my back as Liam settles himself on a pillow at my front.
“It’s a Mickey sandwich.” I can’t help grinning.
“My favorite kind.” Hawk kisses my shoulder and my breathing starts to even out eventually as I start t
o fall asleep.
“Hawk.” Liam rumbles.
“Yeah?”
“I’m not bisexual, bro.” I feel Hawk exhale against me.
“Thank god.” We all laugh.
“I love both of you,” I whisper.
“Love you, baby.”
“Love you too, darlin’.”
30
Liam
“You’re a goddamned dirty cheater,” I yell, staring at the screen. “No way you hit those moves better than I did.”
“But apparently I did.” Hawk laughs, popping the collar he doesn’t have on. “You apparently suck ass.”
“I swear he didn’t curse as much before y’all met.” Mickey looks up from her sketchbook.
The rest of the week in Switzerland was amazing. We explored Zermatt, got to know everyone, then spent our nights with Mickey. Sometimes alone, sometimes together, sometimes just hanging out then falling asleep.
“Oops.” I grin at her and put the Wii controller down, going around the back of the couch and leaning against it to see over her shoulder. She’s adding pale pink color to a long robe type thing. “Damn, that’s really nice.”
“You think so? You don’t think it’s too extra?”
“As long as you model it for us first, I think it’s perfect.” I kiss her neck and stand, giving Hawk my middle finger as I turn to head to the kitchen.
Trying to hit those dance beats is tiring.
My phone rings as I grab the Brita filter from Mickey’s fridge.
“Baby, will you grab that?”
“Yep,” Mickey calls back, and I hear her answer shortly after. “Liam’s phone.”
I sip my water as I come around the counter, scowling because Hawk’s still grinning about beating my score. Mickey’s eyes fly to mine and I raise my brows in question.
“Uh, I’ll text you the address right now. Okay, can’t wait to meet you either.” She puts the phone down.
“Who was that?”
“Raquel. She’s in New York.”
Ah, hell. She knows about Mickey, but I had no idea she’d be visiting.
“Who’s Raquel?” Hawk asks, dropping into a chair and propping his feet up on a footstool. Mickey and I look at each other, then back at him, but don’t answer. “Is that a hard question?”
“It’s complicated.” I frown, as Mickey’s typing on my phone. “I wonder why she’s in New York and why she didn’t tell me she was coming until now.”
“Maybe she wanted to surprise her friend.”
“Maybe it’s something else.” I murmur, feeling anxious. I rub a hand over my chest and shake my head.
I need some air.
I look around until I see my keys and grab them up.
“I’ll be back.” I head to the door, not really seeing where I’m going, but I stop short when I realize Mickey’s scrambled in front of it. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t run.” She says softly. “Talk. Talk through it.”
I look at the door and gauge how much of a fight she’ll put up if I just pick her up and move her out of the way.
“Might as well get free therapy,” Hawk says from where he’s come up beside me, and I curse because I’ve already fought him once.
“You two are annoying.” I hang my head, exhaling hard, but moving back to the couches.
I try to push back the urge to be alone, but it’s hard. Raquel said she didn’t feel comfortable coming forward, and I told her we’d figure out to way to get Chris Kincaid out without tearing apart her life.
But I haven’t. I’m failing my friend every day that man isn’t behind bars. I drop my head to the back of the couch and close my eyes, trying to think more positively.
“Raquel is a good friend of mine who was in a bad situation. Part of it is what made me leave football last year.”
Hawk whistles. “Whatever happened triggered your depression.”
“Yeah.” I look at him. “I don’t think I could get back to that bad of a place without some serious shit going down, but it still puts a bad taste in my mouth because the problem isn’t resolved.”
My phone beeps on the table and Mickey glances at it.
“She’s on her way up. I gave her the code.” She searches my face. “I bet she doesn’t hold it against you.”
“Doesn’t matter, I wanted to do this for her and I failed.” I look away, my leg bouncing. There’s a knock on the door and I stand because I have extra energy. It’s Mickey’s place so I let her open the door.
“Michaela? Raquel. It’s nice to finally meet you in person.” I hear Raquel’s familiar voice, and I move towards the door as Mickey stands back and gestures for her to come in. “Liam.” She smiles brightly, moving towards me with open arms and I catch her in a bear hug.
“What the heck are you doing here, Raquel? I’m happy to see you, but you could’ve called.” I pull back and look at her face for any signs of stress. She looks good. Glowing, even. Her jet black hair is longer, and her brown eyes look happy.
“I wanted to surprise you, and I wanted to ask you to be Dylan’s god-father in person.” She stands back and that’s when I notice the slight bump she’s sporting.
“Well shit.”
“Where are my manners?” She turns to Hawk and sticks a hand out, “I’m Raquel.”
“Hawk, nice to meet you.”
“I would ask if he’s your brother or something, but uh, you’ve obviously got more melanin than him.” Raquel laughs, turning to Mickey, and she grins.
“Good call. Uh,” She looks at me, and I shrug.
“We haven’t really covered labels.”
“Boyfriends?” Hawk suggests, a thoughtful look on his face.
“With an s?” Raquel asks, whirling to me. “Oh. Okay, well uh, okay.”
“We’re not really used to it either,” Mickey says. “Congratulations on your son, by the way.”
“Thank you. My one boyfriend and I are very excited.” Raquel teases, then she sobers a little. “Which is also another reason I was in New York.” She turns to me and rests her hands on her stomach. “I wanted to put the past completely behind me, and I realized I couldn’t do that if I avoiding the problem. I’ve been in therapy and giving my account of things quietly for the charges to be brought up, and I gave my final testimony in person today on video.”
“There’s a real case?” I breathe.
She nods. “When you told me that you told Coach and he said he was working on something, I didn’t believe you. Or him, for that matter. But that’s all changed these past few weeks, and it’ll finally be over. My name will be kept quiet, but the other women are willing to take the stand.”
Damn. Looks like I owe Coach an apology.
“So that means that you can finally stop beating yourself up about not doing enough, and you can get back to winning championship rings. I have it on good authority that his contract will be terminated tomorrow.” I pull her to me in a gentle hug, because I don’t want to squeeze her too tightly, and she wraps her arms around me.
“I appreciate everything you did for me.” She whispers, pressing a kiss to my cheek as she moves back. “Which is why if anything ever happens to me, I trust that you’ll treat Dylan like your own.”
“I would.” My voice is a little hoarse and I clear my throat, meeting Mickey’s soft eyes over Raquel’s head.
“Good. I’m heading back to Texas in the morning, but I’ll be back in a few weeks to visit family and we can make sure we hang out then.”
“You better.” It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I can breathe.
Raquel goes to Mickey and hugs her, and they exchange quiet words that I can’t hear. She says her goodbyes and leaves, promising she’ll call me when she lands back home.
Hawk blows out a breath. “I don’t about you two, but I feel like this might be a night for ice cream and Netflix on the couch.”
“Right behind you, man. Right behind you.”
31
H
awk
I watch Tara come down the aisle and she looks absolutely radiant. Wes and Tara couldn’t be any more perfect for each other, and I’m glad I get to be here to support them today.
The ceremony starts and eventually, Wes’s best man and brother Preston passes him his ring as Adanne gives Tara hers.
They say their vows and I do’s with complete attention to each other, and it’s like they’re in their own world. Seeing them so obviously still in love after nearly 10 years together is heartwarming.
I remember what they said about liking to share sometimes, and it doesn’t seem as crazy to me now.
Even though theirs was more about casual pleasure than full relationships, it obviously didn’t take away anything from how much they value each other.
I met Michaela first, so by my past thinking, if she became interested in someone else after she met me - that must mean that she’s interested in him more.
Yet, I don’t think that at all when I think about her. About them.
I don’t know about other people, but I don’t doubt for one second that Michaela is fully capable of having enough love for both of us.
I keep waiting to feel extreme jealousy, or wake up and resent Liam, but I haven’t. I’m not going to say I don’t feel any at all, maybe a quick moment here and there, but nothing that I let get in the way. It’s not like I can get rid of years of traditional thinking in a few weeks.
Wes and Tara turn, holding her bouquet up as they jump the broom hand in hand, husband, and wife. I clap and cheer with everyone else, and then meet Rachel at the start of the aisle as the wedding party follows the couple out.
We have photos to take.
I pass Mickey standing at her seat and wink, enjoying the slight blush that’s on her cheeks.
We might’ve had a little fun before the festivities got started.
2 hours earlier
“You ready?” I tie Wes’s bowtie, watching his face.
“I’ve been calling this woman my wife since our second year together, this is just a formality.”