by Ali Parker
"If it comes my way, consider whatever you want yours." He smirked.
"Anything?" She lifted her eyebrow and finished her sandwich before taking a deep bite of it.
"Yep. Anything." He turned to face her. "Marcus was in a bit of an ordeal this morning, but he's okay. Just shaken. He's been planted in Billy's new crew as a rat."
"I don't like it." Kate took another bite and extended Jon's to him as he walked into the kitchen.
He took it and moved up beside her, sliding his hand along her lower back as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. "You don't like what?"
"The fact that Marcus is a plant." Victor walked into the kitchen and crossed his arms over his chest. "Billy actually thought to set him up to be a rat in our camp. Ridiculous."
"Billy's quite the bastard. You shouldn't underestimate him." Kate leaned against Jon and took one more bite of her sandwich before offering it to the cop, who had almost eaten all of his in two bites. He took it and smiled as she moved away.
"Dress like you wanna get fucked tonight," Victor called after her as she walked down the hall.
"Naked?" she called back and laughed at the various grumbles and groans she got. Closing the door behind her, she laid down on the bed and pulled the blanket around her.
Marcus having to deal with anything after getting out of the hospital was upsetting, but there was little she could do about it. He was his own man, and he would forever be getting into trouble.
A knock at the door resounded just before it opened. Jon's voice was soft, comforting. "You lying down, baby?"
"Yeah. I just wanted a nap." She turned on her side. "Come in here with me."
"Don't have to ask me twice." The handsome cop pulled off his shoes and crawled up beside her, resting on his side and reaching out to pull her closer to him.
Kate scooted in and closed her eyes, resting in the warmth his presence provided.
"Go to sleep. I'm right here." Jon's soft lips brushed by her temple, and she let herself slip into the darkness, hoping like hell that Marcus would be there when she got up.
The room was dark when she woke, and seemingly empty around her. Rolling onto her back, she stretched and searched for a clock. It was just after six, but the sun wasn't shining in the sky any longer. The sound of footsteps coming her way accompanied by Marcus's deep voice had her heart racing.
The door opened, and she watched him slip into the darkness.
Her plan to play as if she were still asleep was thwarted the minute he moved onto the bed. She jumped up and pounced on him, laughing as he growled at her playfully.
"You silly woman. I was going to snuggle in behind you and let you think I was one of the other ten thousand suitors you have." He moved on top of her, pressing himself down tightly against her.
"I'd know you anywhere." She pulled him down and kissed him hard.
He returned the kiss, brushing her hair back and taking his time to make love to her mouth. "I missed you."
"Me too. You scared me, you big ass." She pushed at his shoulders, forcing him to roll over.
Climbing on top of him, she lifted up and turned on the lamp before working on his shirt.
"Damn, baby. You that horny?" He reached up and palmed her breasts.
"No. I wanted to see your wound. Are you all healed up?" She pushed his hands away and worked to move the gauze. Marcus lay still and watched her with a look she didn’t see too often on his handsome face.
"All better. I'm glad to be here." He reached up and touched the side of her face. "You okay? These idiots been taking care of you?"
She laughed and turned back as the door opened.
Jon stuck his head into the room. "Can I come in?"
"Of course." She started to move, but Marcus locked his hands on her thighs.
"Stay. I want you here. Hide my erection for me." He winked.
Jon crawled up on the bed and laid on his back, watching her intently. "We need to grab something to eat before we go. You guys want to get something, or just order room service?"
Kate pulled from Marcus and turned to lie on her back between the two of them. It should have been awkward, but it wasn't. It was comforting.
"Room service. I don't want to go back into the city until it's time to do this thing." Kate turned her back to Marcus, snuggling up to him. He shifted to his side and pulled her against him, kissing the side of her neck as she watched Jon.
"I'm good with whatever you want," Marcus mumbled against her skin and slid his hand up her stomach, cupping her breast. "I missed this so fucking much."
"Me too," she mumbled, trying to get a read on Jon.
His eyes were wider than usual, and his breathing a little off. It was as if he were trying to assess if he were okay with someone touching her that wasn't him.
Kate reached out for him and touched his face, groaning softly as he closed his eyes and sucked several of her fingers into his mouth while he watched her.
The thick press of Marcus's arousal against her rear caused her body to tighten, resurrecting the dull ache between her thighs that was usually alive when he was around.
"We need to talk about what we're going to do with Billy." Kate gripped the side of Jon's neck and tugged a little, forcing the handsome man to move toward her.
"I have to switch sides for a little while, in appearance only." Marcus moved up from her neck and hovered above her as he looked at Jon. "I'll need your help with that shit."
Jon glanced up from Kate and nodded, his voice monotone. "Anything you need. I'll be there."
"Good." Marcus moved back down, pressing his teeth into the side of Kate's shoulder as he slipped his hand into the front of her pants.
She closed her eyes as his fingers slipped through her wetness and played with the softest parts of her body.
Jon's lips brushed by hers, his fingers running down the side of her face as he moved closer, but not too close. He was reserved. She understood.
"God you're wet, baby," Marcus grumbled against her neck as he licked in steady waves. "I wanna taste you."
She smiled against Jon's kisses and pulled back. Marcus had no shame at all. It was her and Jon that would have to find the middle ground in their relationships, if he were willing at all.
A gasp left her as Marcus's fingers pressed inside of her, spreading her open.
"You want me to go?" Jon asked softly, kissing her again as she pressed her ass against Marcus.
"No. We can't do this now. There's not enough time." Kate moved back and turned her face toward Marcus. He cupped her chin and pulled a little, pressing his lips to hers and driving his fingers into her again.
"Yeah we can. Come for us, Kate. I wanna hear it before we get ready." Marcus licked at her mouth and turned his attention to Jon. "You wanna hear it too, don'tcha? Never gets old."
"Yeah, I do," Jon's voice was reverent. "Come for us."
Kate's breath caught in her chest as Marcus removed his hand from her and worked on her zipper, giving himself more room to play. He slipped his hand back into her panties and worked her clit with is palm while driving his thick fingers into her.
Jon moved down to tug her shirt up and her bra down before pressing his mouth around her nipple and sucking it deep into his mouth.
It didn't take but a minute of hearing them grunt in tandem, of feeling them all over her, before she exploded. Warmth spreading from the center of her stomach and running along her nerve endings. She screamed loudly, only to have Jon press his hand over her mouth and press his teeth softly into her nipple.
"Again," Marcus murmured against her neck, his voice commanding and deep.
She nodded and moved a little, working one of Jon's fingers into her mouth as Marcus continued to fuck her expertly.
Jon groaned and moved up, capturing her lips and wrapping his strong hands around her face as he consumed her.
"Oh God," Kate murmured against his mouth before the next orgasm hit.
Marcus ground himself against the back of her, and s
he cried out in a shaky tone, letting herself go to whatever they wanted of her.
He pulled his hand from her and kissed the side of her face as Jon continued to kiss her lips, but softer.
"So fucking beautiful, Kate. So fucking hot." Marcus kissed her ear and moved back, getting off the bed. The sound of him sucking his fingers drove a stake through her.
Jon moved back a little, pressing his forehead to hers.
"You okay?" she asked, reaching out and touching his face softly.
"So goddamn hot. I've never been so turned on in all my life." He opened his eyes and took a shaky breath. "I love it. I love you."
She snuggled up to him as he wrapped his arms tightly around her. For the first time in a long time, she was without rebuttal and unsure of what to say.
Chapter 14
Marcus
A few hours later, Marcus could still feel the tension between Jon and Kate, but they would get over it. Kate would be the one to decide who she spent her nights with, or if she wanted them both buried inside of her. Marcus was good with whatever she decided, never being one to push the dark-haired beauty too much.
They might like to believe they were in control of her, but Marcus knew better. She held the keys to the kingdom, at least the one he wanted entrance to.
"Everything set?" Victor walked out of the kitchen with a glass of red wine in his grasp.
"Yes. I assume you have the drugs?" He turned and nodded to Zak as the smaller man handed him a bag.
"Should be fun. You want me to come and stand watch?" Zak asked.
"No. I think Jon's going to remain clean, or I will. Depends on what they want to do. One of us will stay sober." He rolled his shoulders, trying to release the innate desire to walk back into the bedroom and strip his woman naked.
"You all right? You look like you're already high on something." Victor patted his chest roughly, hitting his wound perfectly.
Marcus grunted, but didn't give another sign of the pain. "Yeah. Hyped up on Kate. Doesn't take much."
Victor's eyes narrowed, and Marcus couldn't help but chuckle. "Later."
"Be careful," Zak called after him.
Jon and Kate were already in the hall by the time he walked out of the penthouse, talking quietly, smiles on both of their faces. Something about the way she watched Jon gave Marcus relief that if something were to happen to him, she would still be okay. Jon would take care of her, and whatever emotions she had toward the cop would help her get through.
Taking out Billy and Victor was far more dangerous than he wanted to involve himself in, but someone had to do it. The chances of all of them making it out alive were slim to none.
"You guys ready?" Marcus moved toward Kate and offered his arm.
She took it and moved to the elevator with him. She looked like a sex kitten that would scratch and bite without recourse.
"Damn you look good." He held the door and let Jon move in beside her. "Who's going sober tonight?"
"I can if you want," Jon offered. "Or you can. I trust you either way."
"Same here." Marcus glanced back and winked at Kate. "Or she can, and we'll both take a leg when the humping starts."
She chuckled. "I think not."
Turning, Marcus moved back and pressed her against the wall, his hands tugging at the bottom of her skirt, but not lifting it at all. "That was hot this afternoon. I like the idea of you getting the most pleasure out of life possible."
"Yeah?" She lifted to her toes and kissed him hard. "And what about you?"
"Listening to you come, tasting your pleasure, watching you shake... that's all I need." He nipped at her and turned, walking from the elevator as it opened. Jon wasn't nearly as aggressive as he was, but it was good. It would be a great balance for Katie.
The air outside was cool, the city alive with activity. Marcus turned and smiled at Kate, her dress shimmery and perfect for her curves. Jon was in a black button down and slacks, the cop wearing a calmed expression that was nice to see on him. The night should be filled with a little bit of depravity and a whole lot of fun. After the trauma Marcus had been through over the last week, he was more than ready to indulge in all of it.
He was probably the only one of the three of them that had explored just about every sexual possibility in the book, but he'd come to the conclusion that he enjoyed women far more than men. Kate was the exact body type he loved most, and knowing the heart of the girl behind him left him sold out for her no matter what.
Stopping as the light turned red, he welcomed Kate's arms as they wrapped around him from behind. "You got the shit, right?"
"I got the shits? No." He glanced over his shoulder and lifted his eyebrow.
Jon shook his head and chuckled. "Let's go."
"No. You got the stuff from Victor." Kate slipped her hand into Marcus's and glanced up at him. They'd been together for almost five years as partners and rarely held hands or did anything too domesticated. He'd almost forgotten how much he liked it.
"Yeah, baby. I got it."
She turned her attention back toward the city and pointed to a bright blinking sign in the distance. "That should be Kadia."
"Looks like a party waiting to happen." Marcus pulled her back and leaned down, trapping her with his arms as Jon continued ahead of them. "You all right with what happened today? Did you like it? You want more of it?"
"Of the two of you together?" She bit her lip seductively, looking shy, which wasn't at all Kate.
"Fuck yes." He leaned down and nipped at her pretty lips.
"I liked it. I'm not sure I want more of it, but it was perfect for the moment." She slid her arms around his neck and tilted her head a little. "What happened with Billy, Marcus?"
"Awww fuck. Come on guys!" Jon yelled from down the sidewalk.
"Later. Go catch up to your boyfriend and we'll talk tonight." He kissed her quickly and stepped out of her grasp.
"All right, but I'm holding you to it." She turned and jogged toward Jon, her movements feminine and pretty.
"Hold me to it, lover," Marcus whispered under his breath and inhaled deeply, enjoying the change of scenery and the fast pace of life around him. Maybe it was time to move again. Would Kate be willing to consider coming back to New York? They could open a club and enjoy life together. It would be entertaining if nothing else. Would Jon want to join them?
Marcus released his thoughts and picked up his steps to catch up with his partners in crime. Slipping his hands into his black slacks, he fingered the drugs and tried to make a decision for them. It would probably be best if Jon stayed sober, but knowing the cop, he might not enjoy himself at all if he did. Marcus was more open and willing to have fun no matter if there were drugs pumping through his system or not.
The line was insanely long, but Kate moved up and showed her I.D., getting them in quickly.
"What's on your mind, man?" Jon stepped up beside him as they moved to the bar.
Kate turned and walked into the crowd, obviously in search of the owner.
"Just want you to have fun tonight." Marcus popped Jon in the chest and turned to the bartender. "Jack and Coke. Double please."
Jon ordered and turned his attention back to Marcus. "I plan on having fun. Why wouldn't I? I've been suspended from my job, have to share my girl, and now I'm dealing narcotics."
Marcus rolled his eyes and chuckled at Jon's smirk. The cop was telling the truth, but didn't seem too affected by any of it.
"You all right with me playing around with Kate earlier? I didn't think I needed to ask after the subtle conversations that you and I have had lately. I think we've skirted around it time and time again." Marcus took his drink and lifted it to Jon. "To the future."
"To all of us in it." The cop hit Marcus's glass and took a long drink of his beer before answering. "I don't know how I feel about all of it. For some reason, seeing you and Kate tonight doesn't incite rage inside of me. It turns me on."
"Yeah, well, no touching anyone but Kate in the middle of th
at shit." Marcus gave him a hard stare.
"Oh, really?" Jon gave a sarcastic response. "You're just my type, too."
"Fuck you, cop."
"Sorry. I'm taken by the pretty girl who's standing a little too close to that metro-looking dude on the stairs." Jon pressed his beer to his lips and moved toward Kate.
Marcus followed as a smile lifted his lips.
"Hey guys. This is Fredrick. Fredrick, this is Jon and Marcus. They're my partners in this lovely venture." She moved back, her eyes focused on Marcus as he looked up at her and licked at the side of his mouth. She shook her head, which earned her a smile.
"Nice to meet you both. I was just telling Kate that the upper room is all yours. Feel free to start a tab, and I'll pick it up later tonight. The dance floor is, of course, open if you can find room on it." Fredrick shook each of their hands.
"What time are we expected upstairs?" Marcus moved back as Kate squeezed past him on the stairs, tugging Jon down to the dance floor with her.
"Probably around eleven, so thirty minutes or so. That sound doable?" Fredrick glanced past him to watch Jon and Kate, or so Marcus assumed.
"Perfect." Marcus turned and let his eyes lock onto his girl.
She had her back pressed to Jon, her sensual movements appetizing and fluid.
"She's a beautiful woman. I take it she belongs to your friend?"
Marcus chuckled. "No. We all belong to her. Excuse me."
"Of course."
Descending the stairs, Marcus finished his drink and laid it on the tray of a waitress who whizzed by him.
Kate glanced up and locked eyes with him, her tongue darting out to wet her pretty pink lips.
Where he never thought in a million years that he would be okay sharing her, he wasn't so sure now. They needed to have a little bit of fun, but the night wasn't just about release. It was about making a showing of sensuality and power. They wanted the contract with Fredrick to sell under the table in his club, and that wouldn't start with the drugs, but with the raw attraction the owner would have to the people dealing. Victor was beyond smart in his willingness to send the three of them. The fucker knew that they were working through the oddities of their relationships. He expected that to entice Fredrick, and anyone else who wanted in on it.