Three's A Crowd

by Storm, Zee Shine

  I was fucked.

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  Chapter 28

  Jasper

  "Harder," I growled as Skye backed into me. "Harder, baby. Clench around me." Cocking my head to one side, I looked at her turned-on face. "That's not hard enough."

  "For God's sake..."

  I laughed. A cold, cruel laugh. She was writhing underneath me, her ass presented to me as I took her from behind and I was teaching her how to squeeze my cock with her pussy.

  She was doing such a great job but I loved pissing her off. I enjoyed watching her whenever I pushed her to her limits.

  Look what I'm doing to her, Cole. Just look how I'm corrupting your sweet little girl.

  Man, he was going to kill me. I knew that very well but it was not enough to make me stop fucking Skye. It was like the savage in me had been unleashed. So many weeks of holding back and now she was naked and willing. I just had to.

  "Wait, I'm pulling out," I told her and withdrew from her before flipping her roughly on her back.

  She let out her gasp. I paused. Her skin was flushed red and slick with sweat from all the energized fucking but that was not what worried me. It was all the bite marks and bruises I put on her soft, delicate body.

  "Damn it," I cursed through clenched teeth. There was no going back from this. Cole would know the moment we stepped through the door what I had done to her.

  "Jasper," she whimpered, staring at my aching cock. "I need to come."

  My mouth formed a smirk. "Yeah? How badly?"

  She glared at me then and I laughed harder.

  "Fuck, your pussy is just divine," I told her and meant it. "Nice and tight. But also wet and slippery. It grips my cock so good. Come here."

  "I am here," she muttered sourly.

  I sucked my lip between my teeth and pulled her up by the arms into a sitting position so she could straddle me.

  "Ride my cock," I ordered, positioning myself at her entrance. "Go crazy, Skye. Act like you've never had a man before."

  Her mouth opened and her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she lowered herself onto me, her wetness allowing me to sink in easily until her ass rested on my thighs.

  "Perfect," I murmured, fisting a handful of her luxurious blond mane and bruising her lips as she started to ride me.

  Skye moaned and gasped, gripping my biceps, she seemed to love those, and kissing me back in an equally frenzied manner.

  "Faster, honey. Make your tits bounce," I urged, madness overtaking me.

  The owner of the cheap motel we were staying at was probably used to hearing sounds like this emerging from inside his rooms but I was pretty sure we would get kicked out, anyway. He would get sick of our loud fucking and bang on the door to warn us to be quiet. We wouldn't listen so he would have to barge in here and stop us but even that wouldn't deter me. It wouldn't stop me from taking her sweet pussy like I have been aching to do since the first moment I laid eyes on this girl.

  The thought made me crazy.

  I gripped her hips and pumped myself into her, making her cry out and feel every inch.

  "Mmm. God, Jasper," she moaned, closing her eyes and throwing her head back. My little firecracker.

  "You're enjoying this so much. Look at you," I panted, bending my head to take her sweet offerings into my mouth as her nipples jutted out at me. "Pure sex, that's what you are, Skye. No wonder Cole was determined to keep this pussy from me."

  My words made her clench around me harder. Fuck. She loved dirty talk. The dirtier the better, it seemed.

  "Come for me," I growled. "Come for me now. I need your juices all over my huge cock. Be a dirty little girl for me."

  She bucked and tensed, her hands moving to clutch at my shoulders and I held her as she climaxed, lost to the release.

  "Yes. Yes, Jasper. Oh, God. Oh, God, you feel sooo good in me. Mmm. Keep fucking me, please," she whispered as she rode it out.

  I squeezed my eyes shut as her vaginal muscles squeezed my dick, sweat dripping down my body, making it harder to grip her. We had given each other quite a workout.

  "Are you on the pill?" I asked her through clenched teeth because I was holding back from exploding. She did not answer, her eyes were still closed and she kept humming her pleasure at how good I had fucked her. "Skye? Are you safe?" I snapped at her and the most satisfied smile formed on her lips.

  "Mmm," she said, wetting her lips and I let loose.

  I could not stop. For anything. Gritting my teeth, I poured all my cum into her, our groins all messy and slippery now. I loved it. She was perfect.

  "I love you," I whispered into her neck, taking a bit of skin and biting it. "Fuck, you're mine now. You're all mine."

  "And Cole's," she reminded me softly, one of her hands caressing the back of my neck slowly, lovingly.

  I closed my eyes. Yes. And his.

  Why the fuck did that make me want to turn into some kind of barbarian and roar with anger and jealousy? Mine.

  I pulled out of her and we collapsed on the bed, trying to catch our breaths, our legs still sort of tangled. I had arranged her in so many positions since we had arrived two hours ago, even my own muscles had protested. But it had been necessary. I had succeeded in converting her into a cock-hungry nympho. She would have no problem taking me and Cole now. Maybe not at once, not straight away but soon.

  Motherfucker. There was that possessiveness again. Now I knew why he did not want to share her. It was impossible to let any part of her go. She was too damn precious. You just wanted to hog her.

  "I still have to spank your pretty little ass," I said. "We haven't tried that. I want to hear you cry out when my hand connects with your skin and reddens it."

  To my surprise, she promptly proceeded to turn and lie down on her stomach then lifted her ass just a little so I could slap it. Jesus. She was so eager and there was so much more I wanted to do to her. My cock twitched at the view of her tight backside and so did my palm. Fuck, yes. I would happily die for this.

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  Skye

  A sound made me open my eyes only to find myself staring into a camera lens.

  "Um...good morning?" I ventured uncertainly.

  Jasper straightened and put the camera away while I held my breath. Last night...The visuals flooded across my brain and rendered me speechless. What had we done?

  Jasper had a blonde stubble on his handsome face and was freshly showered and dressed in a crisp, white dress shirt and navy blue shorts. I felt myself getting wet again just looking at him.

  "For keepsakes," he explained, gesturing at the camera. "I couldn't help it."

  His eyes travelled over my body which was tangled in the sheets and he smiled slightly. "Get dressed. We're leaving soon. I'll be in the car."

  With that, he picked up his camera and our bags, leaving a change of clothes and my backpack and quickly left the room.

  I felt confused. And a little hurt as well. Wow. So that was what he was like the morning after? Abrupt. Unemotional.

  My face crumpled and suddenly, I missed waking up to Cole. The one who always waited for me to wake up before he showered me with love and affection. Cole Sawyer was the master of cuddles and snuggles; kissing my nose, nuzzling my neck, smiling with his sweet, green gaze locked on me like I was his entire world.

  Picking up my phone, I made to dial his number but something made me stop. Of course, he would answer in a heartbeat if I called but I did not want to worry him. I would probably burst into tears or something.

  After half an hour, I finally plodded down to where Jasper had parked the car and he shut down his laptop, getting ready to drive us back. I said nothing to him, my heart aching. Jasper was so unreachable sometimes. I did not believe he loved me for a minute now. Maybe he just loved the idea of me. Or maybe it was all about sex.

  "Here." He handed me a Styrofoam coffee-cup and a sandwich. "You need anything else before we go? I won't be stopping."

  I looked towards him, grateful that he had at least thought of br
eakfast.

  "No. Thanks."

  Jasper studied my face for a while and then his thumb came up to run over my lips, his eyes growing hungry.

  "Do you have work today?" he asked me.

  I shook my head. He popped his thumb in my mouth and held it there.

  "Me neither. Are you…sore from last night?"

  The devil came over me then. Wrapping my fingers around his wrists, I gripped his thumb between my lips and sucked on it softly. Jasper's calm facade faltered. He pushed it in deeper and I moaned.

  Then he cursed and pulled his thumb back out with a pop only to abruptly start the car. "Eat your breakfast," he snapped at me. "And don't fucking touch me while I'm driving otherwise we'll never get home. Fuck, the things I'm going to do to you when we get back..."

  He sped down the road and I smiled to myself. Making him lose control like that was heady and exciting. A part of me wanted to tease him while he drove just to see what he might do to me this time but I held back. There would be time for that later.

  I replied to Cole's messages from last night, explaining that I had fallen asleep before I saw them and then ate the sandwich in silence while sipping on my coffee.

  There would be time to talk about this later as well with Cole but right now, I just wanted to ride in the roller coaster that made up the world of Jasper Wells.

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  Chapter 29

  Cole

  I pushed open the door to my apartment that afternoon to find Skye sitting on the couch drinking something hot from a mug and dressed in a black hoodie with black shorts, her hair in a loose bun atop her head.

  My first thought was that she looked so adorable.

  My second thought was...

  "Why does this place smell like sex?"

  She froze in the middle of drinking and stared at me, stunned. Jasper came out of the shower then and my eyes immediately ran up and down his wet body, zeroing in on the reddish, crescent-shaped marks on his smooth biceps. My stomach dropped, my heart almost stopped beating and I let my briefcase and jacket fall to the floor carelessly.

  "Wow," I said because it was all I could manage through the shock of discovering that they had slept together. Without even talking to me about it or waiting for me. "Wow."

  Skye unfolded herself from the couch and started to approach me with a concerned look. "Cole. Baby-"

  "I need a minute," I stated, unable to look at either of them before I made myself move. I couldn't go in the bedrooms because they would follow me there soon so I went in the office, shut and locked the door before slumping down against the wall.

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  Skye

  "It's been one hour," I said to Jasper exasperatedly from where I stood behind the couch and watched the office door. "I'm worried."

  Jasper scoffed, the asshole. "What's new?"

  I glared at him. "Can't you do something?"

  He gulped down the remaining scotch in his glass and walked over to me, pressing his body to mine. "You mean like right now?" he teased.

  I whacked him on the shoulder. "Please. Please be serious. Jasper-"

  He shut me up by kissing me and I gasped into his mouth. Upon arriving home a couple of hours ago, he had taken me on the couch, against the kitchen counter, in my bed and paid tribute to my pussy in the shower with his mouth. He was insatiable. And I was no better.

  Tears filled my eyes and he backed up and gave me a warning look.

  "No. No. Please don't cry," he said in a wary tone. "Skye. I've known him for years. He goes quiet when he's upset and he needs time to snap out of it. He won't open that fucking door before he wants to unless one of us is dying out here."

  I blinked at him, looked at the closed door, took a deep breath and let out a shriek.

  It sounded as though somebody was seriously hurting me and Jasper's expression was comical as he gaped at me. The office door burst open and within seconds, Cole was there. My sweetheart.

  "Skye! What's the matter? What happened?" he asked me frantically, searching my face and holding my shoulders firmly.

  When I didn't answer, he shot a menacing look at Jasper, one I had never imagined he was capable of.

  "What the fuck did you do to her?" he bit out. I slipped my hand over his tight jaw and made him look back at me.

  "Nothing. He didn't do anything. It's Jasper, Cole," I soothed and managed a smile. "He wouldn't hurt me." I removed his glasses as he visibly calmed down and presented me with an inscrutable expression. "Please. Please don't shut me out. I love you. Come sit with us. I need you here."

  I tugged on his arm. He remained rooted on the spot for a moment and then he glanced at Jasper who was standing there with his arms folded, looking affronted.

  "Sorry," Cole mumbled in his direction.

  Jasper just shook his head and moved to sit on the couch. "Amazing what pussy does to a man," he drawled and stared off into space.

  Cole looked guilty that he had lashed out at Jasper. Of course the guy would never hurt me. He had risked his life to save me.

  "Why did you scream like that?" Cole asked me with a small frown.

  I looked at him sheepishly. "To draw you out," I said weakly.

  He sighed. "Skye-"

  "Look, I'm sorry. It was a cheap trick. But I'm going crazy here and I can't stand your silence. Come on."

  This time, I pulled him along until he sat down on the couch between Jasper and I and a smile formed on my lips. This was perfect. This felt right. I didn't want any bad feelings between us. We could be a team.

  "We didn't mean for it to happen," I said to Cole, taking his hands between mine. Jasper rolled his eyes and I shot him a glare. ‘You're not helping’, I mouthed because Cole was looking at our joined hands and not directly at me.

  Jasper chose that moment to give me a smouldering look and dug his teeth into his bottom lip in blatant invitation, making a frisson of desire curl through my body. Jesus. It was like the guy could not get enough of me. Like he was in some kind of lust-induced frenzy and he dragged me along with him. He thought Cole was being a baby when he had already announced a day before that we could all be together since there was no other way for things to work out.

  But I understood that Cole had a problem with actually going through with what he had agreed to.

  "Last night, we...um...I don't know...we were talking and one thing led to another." I almost cringed at my own clichéd explanation. "I'm sorry we didn't talk to you first. It wasn't planned."

  God damn it, why was Jasper being so stubborn letting me flounder here by myself? I gave him a pleading look and his gaze softened a fraction.

  Slipping his hand through the strands of Cole's dark hair, he took control of the situation and made our mutual boyfriend turn towards him.

  "She's happy," he assured Cole in a firm tone. "We love her. She loves us. It's going to be fine. You trust me, don't you? You trust her? Talk to me," he said impatiently when Cole wouldn't answer. "You said you were okay with this."

  "You could have waited one day," Cole snapped at him and freed himself from Jasper's grip.

  Jasper exhaled and leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers buried in his hair. "I lost control," he said quietly. "I didn't do it to hurt you. You know that. If you want, I won't touch her. I won't do it again okay. We'll come to that when you're ready."

  I heard the sincerity in Jasper's voice. He would never touch me if Cole told him he had changed his mind. For him, Cole always came first. It hurt but I loved him for that. I loved knowing he would do anything for this man we both wanted in our lives and our beds.

  Cole was looking at me forlornly. I tried a reassuring smile. After a long moment, he squeezed my fingers where ours were entwined on my lap before he withdrew one hand and placed them on Jasper's shoulder.

  Immediately, Jasper straightened and looked at his boyfriend hopefully. Cole nodded at him.

  "I'm alright," he said to my utter relief. "I want us all to be happy. I'm...ready."<
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  Cole

  I was far from ready. But they both looked so miserable and guilty that I knew something had to give.

  I loved them both to death and the last thing I wanted was for us to live in a perpetual state of awkwardness or tension. Besides, I was the one who had told them it was okay. I was the one who had suggested a ménage à trois. A threesome. It was just the shock of them having sex so quickly and the pain of being excluded from it that got to me.