by Mari Carr
She laughed quietly. “It’s weird. I’ve spent most of my life living in terror, hiding in shadows, looking over my shoulder. The memory of my dad was way worse than the reality.”
Bryson lifted a disbelieving eyebrow.
“I’m not going to say he wasn’t scary, but…I don’t know…it’s hard to explain. I’d built him up as some horrible, all-mighty monster who couldn’t be defeated. Today, I realized he was just a really mean, twisted, abusive bully.”
“He could have seriously hurt you, Dani. Fuck,” Aiden muttered, his tone telling her exactly what kind of toll the day’s events were taking on him. “He could have killed you.”
“Don’t,” she said quickly. “Don’t think about that. We’re here. You saved me. That’s all that matters.”
Aiden blew out a long, tired sigh. “It might take me a little while to get there. I don’t think I’ve ever been that scared in my fucking life. When Jett called to say your dad had you…that he’d tried to rape you before…”
“We didn’t know where you were,” Bryson added, his own fears finding their way out. “We woke up and you were gone.”
“I texted you from the taxi, but that was before I realized my dad was driving it.”
Aiden flashed an annoyed look at Bryson. “Your phone was off, wasn’t it?”
Bryson glanced at the nightstand, picking up his cell, flicking it on. “Damn. Yeah. Thing has been here since the last time the three of us were in this bed. Sorry. I didn’t even think about it. She wasn’t answering your calls. It didn’t occur to me to check my phone.” He looked at Dani. “Why in the hell did you text me? You know my phone’s always off.”
She laughed, then admitted. “That was really stupid of me.”
Bryson grinned and kissed her on the cheek, but Aiden wasn’t finished. “Dani, I, God, I don’t ever want to feel that way again.”
She kissed Aiden softly on the mouth. “I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “No. No apologies. Just give me a promise.”
She nodded. “Okay. Anything.”
“No more secrets.”
Dani smiled. It was an easy thing to give. “Done.”
Bryson sat up slowly. “Since we’re putting all the cards on the table, I think it’s time we talked about us, where we’re going.”
Aiden raised his eyebrows. “Holy shit. Are you suggesting we have a serious conversation about feelings and crap like that?”
Dani laughed as Bryson shot his friend a dirty look.
“Yeah, smartass,” Bryson said. “I am. And then, if Dani’s interested, I’d like to expand on some of the dirty, kinky sex we’ve been having lately.”
Dani sat up as well, tugging her t-shirt over her head. The guys must have taken off her bra, pants, shoes and socks after carrying her up. “Who undressed me?”
Aiden ran a gentle finger along her side. “There’s a bruise here.”
She suspected there was one on her back too, but she didn’t want to point that out. She’d only just managed to talk them off the ledge, their fear and worry starting to lessen.
“I’m fine.”
Bryson cupped her face, his thumb stroking her upper cheek. “You have a black eye.”
Her fingers flew to her eye. “Dammit. How am I supposed to explain that to people? Benji will freak the fuck out.”
Bryson kissed the cheek as if to heal it with his lips. “We’ll think of something.”
“Or you can give Benji the truth,” Aiden suggested. “He loves Dani.”
Dani nodded. “Yeah. I think I might like to talk to him.”
Aiden smiled as he reached out to cup one of her breasts. He was clearly a boob guy. “And by the way, we both undressed you. But we didn’t look. Much.”
“Well then,” she said, gesturing at their boxers. “Fair is fair. My turn for a peek. But don’t worry. I won’t look. Much.”
Bryson stood to strip off his boxers, while Aiden simply lay on the bed and lifted his ass to toss them away. Dani giggled at their haste, then reached for Bryson’s hard cock as he returned to the bed.
He grasped her wrist, keeping her from her prize. “Talk first. Sex second.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Who are you and what have you done with Bryson?”
He dropped back down to the mattress, releasing her hand. “I’m serious, bird. If this was like every other relationship I’d ever had, I would be perfectly fine with skipping straight to the good part, but this feels different. I feel different. I can’t keep riding in limbo where one minute you want us and the next you’re pushing us away.”
“Damn,” Dani whispered. “I have been doing that. I’m sorry.”
Bryson winced and shook his head. “No. I’m not saying that to make you feel bad. You’ve been dealing with some heavy shit this past month. And then, on top of all the stuff with your dad, signing the biggest deal of our careers and finding your foster family, Aiden and I both hop in bed with you. Sort of crazy when you think about it.”
She hadn’t considered how much stress she had been under until Bryson’s list. “Yeah. I guess it was. But you guys were the best part of all of it. You got me through all the crap. I’d be a quivering mass of goo on the floor right now if it weren’t for you two. It’s just…” Dani had promised them honesty and no more secrets. “I’m scared.”
“Of us?” Aiden asked.
“Yes and no. I love you both so much, but we’re standing at the starting line of something really big. We’ve basically committed to being in each other’s faces twenty-four-seven for the next few years. What if…”
“What if this doesn’t work out?” Aiden finished for her.
She nodded.
Aiden ran his hand through her hair. “You think I haven’t considered that?” He looked at Bryson. “We both have. But Dani, I’m not sure we can turn back now, go back to the way things were.”
She frowned. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying I’m in love with you and I can’t turn that off. I’d walk through fire to make this work, to keep you and Bryson in my life, in my bed.”
Bryson turned her face to him. “We didn’t get where we are by playing it safe, bird. We took a lot of chances in order to make something of Closing Time. Some things are worth the risk because the payoff is huge. And sure, this might be the biggest risk of all, but I’m willing to go for it because at the end we’ll have each other. Forever.”
Dani smiled tremulously, her eyes filling with tears. She couldn’t believe she had any left. She’d gone years without crying, but in the past few days, she didn’t seem able to stop. “Forever sounds amazing.”
“We’ll make it work,” Aiden said assuredly, turning her face to him. “We’ve been together for six years and even though we’ve had fights, at the end of the day, we always found a way to fix things and move on. This will be the same. I promise.”
Aiden leaned closer to seal that vow with the sweetest kiss she’d ever had.
Then Bryson shifted them until his cock was nestled against her ass. It looked like the talking part was over.
And then, as she’d done every single time before, she put herself into their very capable, very loving hands.
Aiden continued to kiss her, cupping and plumping her breasts as Bryson reached around to touch her clit. The calluses on his fingertips from years spent playing the guitar worked the sensitive nub until Dani was gasping, overwhelmed by pure pleasure.
She tried to offer something to them as well, her hands stroking Aiden’s shoulders, his upper back as she wiggled her ass against Bryson’s cock.
“God, Dani,” Aiden murmured against her lips. “Need you.”
Hallelujah. She shoved roughly at his shoulders, pushing him onto his back on the mattress as she climbed over him.
Bryson released a low whistle. “Oh hell yeah, baby. Take him. Take him hard.”
She wasn’t sure if Bryson’s words were a suggestion, a command or a dare. It didn’t matter. She didn’t need an
y instructions.
They were all-in, all aware of the risks and ready to do what it took to make this trio last—onstage and in the bedroom. With that uncertainty off the table and her father safely behind bars, Dani had nothing holding her back.
Aiden and Bryson wouldn’t know what hit them.
She lifted her hips, placed Aiden’s cock at the opening of her body and slammed down. She was wet and ready, so he slid in easily. He groaned as she gave him no time to adjust. Instead, she moved over him, a staccato rhythm, played triple beat. It was a fast, wild ride that ended far too quickly when Aiden added his own bass line, a steady pounding as he lifted his hips each time she banged back down.
Sweat formed at her brow, her body slick. She crash-landed first, crying out loudly. Or was she yelling? The roaring in her ears soaked up the sound as she fell forward, her head landing on Aiden’s chest. Her body jerked with aftershocks when he erupted, filling her with hot come. His heart was thudding loudly, comforting her.
She wasn’t sure how long they lay there. It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. That was all the time it took for her to remember Bryson was still there, still watching. Still hard.
Dani lifted her head, searching for him in the darkened room. She was surprised to find he was no longer beside her, but sitting in an easy chair that faced the bed.
“Bryson?” she asked quietly. Her question roused Aiden, who lifted his head, seeking out his friend as well.
“Why are you over there?” Aiden asked.
“Better view.” Bryson leaned forward. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love being a part of it, don’t get me wrong. But goddamn, there’s just something about watching you two fuck. I want to watch you do it everywhere—in the dressing room, onstage after everyone is gone, in the back of a limo, outside under the stars. I’m not going to get enough of that. Ever.”
Bryson’s imagination had taken flight and his fantasies ignited a few of her own. She lifted her hand. “Come back to bed.”
He shook his head. “No. It’s Aiden’s turn for a show. Come here.”
Bryson had this deep, commanding voice in the bedroom that twisted Dani’s insides, made her want to crawl on his lap and give him the world.
Instead, she pretended to be annoyed by it, calling him out. “Trying to boss me around?”
His nostrils flared and she expected him to come claim her. She was surprised when he capitulated. “You want to direct the show?”
Did she? Until he asked, she’d thought she liked how her men were always in control. Now that he’d offered, she realized she wanted a chance to bring them to their knees.
She nodded slowly.
Bryson lifted his palms upward in surrender. “Do your worst.”
She rose, pleased by the strength in her legs after her killer orgasm. Bryson stood as she approached. She glanced down and licked her lips at the sight of his thick cock.
He captured her face in his large hands and kissed her. It was surprisingly gentle for Bryson, whose past kisses had been so potent, so hungry.
It was also brief. He released her lips with a soft smile. “What now?”
She didn’t reply. Instead, Dani dropped to her knees, the soft, plush carpeting in the room providing a comfortable cushion, as a low groan of approval rumbled from Bryson.
Dani wasted no time as she ran her tongue along the base of his cock from balls to tip.
Bryson hissed, his fingers grasping her hair. Despite his grip, he didn’t seek to direct her motions, content to let her hold the reins. She wondered how long that would last. Bryson had proven to be a less-than-passive lover. While he might offer her brief moments of control, he’d never been able to restrain the dominant for long.
She stroked him with her tongue twice more before opening her lips to take in his large head. Dani captured the tiniest taste of tangy precome, licking it away before taking his cock deeper.
Bryson’s hands tightened, but still he held strong, letting her move at her own pace.
While she enjoyed the opportunity to explore, to discover his hot spots and what turned him on, she missed his dominance. She seriously got off on Bryson’s control. So she decided to force his hand.
She released his cock, and then shifted back a few inches so he could see her face. She licked her own finger before sucking it into her mouth. His gaze was locked onto her face and she could sense Aiden’s rapt attention as well. Both men were focused solely on her actions. Once her finger was wet, she pressed Bryson’s legs farther apart and reached between, seeking out some new terrain.
When she found his anus, she wiggled her wet digit at the opening.
His eyes narrowed. “What are you doing?”
She ignored the question, countering with her own. “Do you like it?”
His jaw twitched when she pressed her finger deeper, one knuckle, and then two, thrusting past the tight ring of flesh.
“Fuck me! Jesus, Dani. I can’t…I’m trying, but…”
His resistance was wavering. She decided to ring the bell on the end of this round as she pushed her finger in the rest of the way. Bryson jerked, his patience in tatters.
He wrapped his hand around her wrist as he tugged her finger from his ass. Before she could complain, he grasped her upper arms, pulled her from the floor, twisted her and had her bent over, her hands on the cushion of his armchair.
“You like playing with fire, bird?”
She was sucking in deep, harsh breaths, too turned-on to think straight.
Bryson smacked her ass, just one quick, sharp slap.
She gasped, and then moaned.
She heard footsteps approach, sensing rather than seeing Aiden’s presence at her side. Her eyes were clenched shut as she fought against coming. What the fuck was that about? A few brusque moves, a smack on the butt and the idea of being wholly dominated by her guys had her ready to blow like the lid on a shaken bottle of soda.
“Please.” Her voice was hoarse with need.
Bryson didn’t ask for clarification. He knew what she wanted. Though the sexual relationship was new, the foundation had been laid years earlier. They knew each other inside and out, which meant there was no hesitance, no need to constantly ask permission.
Bryson smacked her again. She half expected Aiden to join in as well, but he seemed content to simply watch as Bryson peppered her ass with quick taps and harder slaps. She’d just started to become accustomed to his rhythm when he stopped and thrust two fingers inside her. Over and over, he fucked her with his fingers. It was rough, beautiful.
“Oh God.” She was seconds from coming. Just a little bit…
“Wait.”
She scowled at Aiden as she glanced over her shoulder and spotted his hand on Bryson’s wrist, halting his thrusts. “Don’t wait,” she demanded.
Aiden moved closer, lifting her hands from the seat of the chair so that he could claim it. He was naked, his cock at half-mast, still not fully recovered from their previous interlude. “I want to see your face when he takes you, Dani. I want to watch you come.”
He positioned her hands on his thighs. And then, as if he couldn’t resist, he reached up to pinch one turgid nipple.
She bit her lip to hold back the moan, but it escaped anyway when Bryson’s cock brushed her pussy. He ran the thick flesh along her slit several times before pressing the head of it inside.
After the rough motions of his fingers, this slower, gentler pace was driving her insane. And not in a good way. She wanted him to take her. Hard. She’d held back so much of herself for so long, living in a constant state of self-preservation.
She was finished hiding the true Dani, the woman she’d always longed to be. Her fingers tightened on Aiden’s thighs as she looked at his beloved face.
Aiden smiled at her. “Take what you want, Dani. There’s nothing we won’t give you.”
The words were spoken so softly Dani was sure Bryson hadn’t heard. It didn’t matter. She had, and they’d soaked righ
t through her skin and traveled straight to her heart.
She used her grip to move. Dani pounded back, forcing Bryson’s cock deeper than it had ever been.
Bryson’s hands flew to her hips, but all bets were off. He used his hold to drive them, thrusting so hard, so fast, she saw stars. She came quickly, not bothering to hide one iota of her pleasure from Aiden, who watched her, who called her beautiful.
Bryson, ever the master, continued to plunge inside, unwilling to let the song end yet. She had only a moment to recover from her first orgasm before the second struck. It was more intense as her inner muscles were overstimulated, sensitive, raw. This time, she didn’t just yell. She screamed.
Bryson came just as her orgasm started to wane, filling her, as he shouted words of love, of forever.
They were beautiful lyrics, and she couldn’t wait to set them to music.
Epilogue
Aiden and Bryson each claimed one of Dani’s hands, the three of them bowing as thunderous applause shook the arena. They’d just completed their second encore at the kick-off to their first concert tour.
Dani’s face hurt from smiling as she glanced out and spotted her family standing front row and center, clapping and screaming her name. She’d gotten them the tickets, wanting them to be there as she started this next amazing, incredible part of her life.
Dani woke up every morning to find herself actually living in a dream. She was part of a successful band, a loving relationship and a family. It was almost too much to take in.
The three of them exited stage left as the concert crew quickly worked to break down their set to prepare for the main act. While they knew everyone in the crowd had come to see Lucas Bryan, Dani felt like Closing Time had definitely made an impression.
“I would like to go on record as saying this was the best night of my life.”
Neither man laughed. In fact, she could see from their expressions they agreed wholeheartedly.
“I swear to God, I think that was our most solid performance ever.” Leave it to Aiden to start analyzing immediately.