by Renee Rose
Theo steps into the tub and motions me to bring her. I lower Karina into the water with Theo’s assistance, and she nestles her bottom between his thighs, his cock already erect and bobbing just above the waterline.
I climb into the expansive soaking tub, facing Karina and Theo, my legs stretched along the length of the tub and around them. I sit forward, grab the soap and lather my hands before I hand the bar to Theo. I glide slippery fingers and palms over Karina’s soft, freckled skin—her shoulders, her breasts, her nipples, which pucker under my touch. She moans and drops her head back onto Theo’s shoulder. His hands join mine as we cover every inch of her body with attention.
The cool air touches the head of my dick, which is throbbing again.
“Wash his cock, my pet.”
Karina lathers her hands with soap, a devious glint in her smile.
I lean back against the slope of the tub and raise my hips, my cock and balls thrusting out of the water. Her delicate hands skillfully caress my shaft and slide over my sac, massaging and stroking. I grunt, and her eyes widen with hunger.
“I love your cock, Alex.” She glances over her shoulder. “And, of course, yours, Sir.”
He chuckles. “You don’t have to reassure me of anything, pet. Your pussy and your mouth tell me how much you love my cock.”
His deep, seductive tones coax pre-cum from my slit, and I pant.
Karina bites her plump bottom lip, swollen from our kisses and sucking my dick.
I drop my head back, pumping my hips as Karina continues to stroke me. “You’re both going to make me come again.”
“Keep still, Alex. You’re splashing water onto the floor.”
I nod and pant. “Yes, Sir.” But holding my hips steady is torture, and I tremble under the strain. I want to fuck her hands so badly.
Theo purrs. “Faster, pet.”
Fuck, yes.
I squeeze my eyes shut, reveling in the tight bands of her fingers around my shaft. Her thumb brushes the sensitive spot at the base of my head with each stroke of her hand up and down, a tender caress that teases and promises, but doesn’t deliver.
“Sir?” I’m hedging toward the edge, the pressure building.
“Not yet, Alex.”
Her sweet, breathy moans are like a feather against my heart.
I groan, pant, clench my fists. My hips jerk.
“Alex.” The reprimand is harsh.
“Yes, Sir.” I fight the desire to thrust into her hands.
“Harder, Karina.”
Shit! He knows exactly the friction I need, and guides her like the master he is. My balls hitch. “Sir?”
“Go ahead, Alex. Come for us.”
“God, yes!” I shudder, my legs trembling as Theo grips my thighs. And there’s no way I can stop my hips from bucking now, fucking Karina’s hands as Theo tries to hold me steady. A long, tortured growl pours out of me and my cock spurts hot cum through her fingers.
Karina moans. Theo purrs with approval. And I collapse into the water, satiated.
“So good.” I drop my head back against the edge of the tub. “So fucking good. Thank you, Sir. Thank you, cupcake.”
Karina sits forward and shifts to her knees, descending upon me and eating up every gasp and pant as her lips suckle and kiss, ravishing mine. She cries out, her eyes and mouth wide.
I peek over her shoulder and see Theo’s face is buried in her cunt, his hooded eyes boring into me over the mounds of her perfect ass.
“God, yes, Sir!” Her mouth fuses to mine, our tongues fighting, dancing a passionate tango and driving deep. We cannot get enough of each other. I fill my hands with her breasts, pinching her nipples.
In seconds, Theo’s masterful tongue drives her to a quivering climax and Karina grabs my dick, trying to milk it for more.
Water roars as Theo gets to his knees, shoving his dick inside her. I hold tightly to Karina, her face buried in my neck, her pulse throbbing just inches from my lips as she continues to stroke my shaft. My fangs extend and I turn my face away, looking to Theo for strength. He narrows his eyes as he pounds into her, gripping her ass, grinding and rolling his hips. I’m hypnotized as every sinewy muscle on his perfect body strains. Theo drops his head back, bucking, clenching his jaw.
“Sir, I’m coming!”
“Do it, pet! I want to hear you scream.”
And she does so beautifully! Singing her climax against my throat, biting her blunt mortal teeth into the muscle of my shoulder, grunting and panting against my flesh. Her fist tightens around my dick, but she’s gripping instead of stroking, unable to continue tending to me while Theo renders her through a mindless orgasm.
Theo finally growls and grunts his apex, his head back, his sculpted body a chiseled work of art as he skillfully slides in and out of her, his pace slowing.
Jesus, I could come just watching them fuck!
Theo lands a loud, satisfying slap on her ass.
She yelps and giggles, her breath fluttering against my check.
“Shit, I could feel that sting.” I chortle.
Theo’s rumbling fills the bathroom and goes straight to my soul. God, it’s good to hear him laugh.
“You are an absolute, fucking delight.” Theo, still inside Karina, grabs her shoulders and pulls her upright, wrapping his arms around her.
She smiles as her back arches, accenting her flat belly and heavy breasts. I get to my knees and sandwich her between us.
“Oh, my God, you two spoil me!” She laughs.
“Good.” Theo dots kisses over her shoulders while his hands roam over both her body…and mine. I can’t help but cherish every tiny show of affection he throws my way. He gives a good thrust, and she gasps. “I could fuck you two all night, but I do need to get back to work.”
Both Karina and I groan our disapproval.
“Oh, stop it.” Theo chuckles and busies himself with lathering up his hands. “Come along. Let’s get cleaned up and dressed.”
We spend another glorious fifteen minutes or so washing each other, laughing and teasing, fingers penetrating and stroking…and I never want this moment to end. It’s as if the missing pieces in the puzzle of my life are finally in place. These two fit me absolutely—my hands, my body, my arms, my heart, and my soul. Completely.
We draw the shower curtain for a quick and final rise before Theo and I take care to towel our cupcake dry.
But Theo breaks away toward the bedroom and dons his boxer briefs. “When you’re done dressing, Alex, meet me in the office. We need to discuss sleeping arrangements, and I need to check in with Slash to see if he’s learned anything new.” He finishes buttoning his shirt.
“Yes, Sir.” Standing behind her, I wrap the large bath towel and my arms around Karina, resting my chin against the top of her head.
Theo pauses, gazing at us as he tucks his shirt into his slacks. He swaggers forward to give her and then me a lingering and tender kiss. Each of his hands cup one side of our heads and he grins. “Thank you for the distraction.” He winks and saunters across the room, closing the door behind him as he leaves.
Karina and I stand in the bathroom, staring at the apartment door for long moments after he’s gone.
She yawns. “Wow, my eyes are scratchy. What time is it?”
I rub her shoulders before I stroll into the bedroom and glance at the face of my smartphone. “My, my. It’s nearly two a.m.”
“Are you kidding me?” She towels her hair before hanging the terrycloth on the back of the bathroom door. “We’re all going to have to sleep during the day. I don’t know about you, but you two wore me out even after I slept all day.” She ambles into my arms and I chuckle.
“The feeling is mutual.” As her belly presses against my erection, my body seems to contradict.
Her hands slip between us, but I catch her wrists before she touches my cock. “Good God, woman.” I shudder as I hold her hands behind her back, her breasts crushed against my chest, her wicked grin stealing my resolve. My dick g
rows harder and she sways her hips, her flat belly rubbing against my turgid shaft. “You,” I growl and steal a kiss, “deserve to be spanked.”
“I sure hope so.” She waggles her eyebrows, that soft, sultry voice penetrating my defenses. “And keep talking. I could listen to your British accent forever.” She rises on her tiptoes and her tongue darts out to lick the cleft on my chin.
I chuckle. “So fucking scrumptious.” I smack her ass and she purrs. “All right, you minx. We need to get dressed. I’ll wager the club is closing soon, and Theo will punish us if we aren’t ready.”
She pouts. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
My chest rumbles with amusement. “Oh, really? Then you haven’t been properly punished by him yet, have you?” I fetch my slacks from the floor and frown at the wrinkles. Good heavens, I’m going to look thoroughly fucked in more ways than just due to the smile on my face.
Confusion creases her pretty brow. “He’s spanked me before, worse than he did tonight.” She kneels beside her overnight bag and fishes through her clothing, pulling out fresh pieces and tossing them onto the bed.
“Theo doesn’t punish with spankings, cupcake.” I slip my arms into my Polo shirt and pull it over my head. “He punishes by withholding orgasms.”
She gasps. “He wouldn’t.”
I toss my head back and guffaw. “My sweet, luscious cupcake. Theo is going to eat you alive and won’t let you reach a climax…over and over and over again. He will fuck you senseless, spank that sweet little ass of yours, and not let you come no matter how much you beg. And he knows how to stop an orgasm in a snap. He had me on the edge of coming for a week straight, when I was particularly defiant once.”
Her jaw drops and her eyes widen. “A week?” She bites her curled finger.
I nod. “He was being very generous tonight, but I know why.” Warmth spreads over my heart for both Theo and Karina.
“Why?” Her face brightens.
“I think you and I have scratched an itch he’s had for a very long time.” I grab my shoes and socks and sit on the bed beside her. “I’m sure you’ve noticed how hard-working he is?”
She nods her head emphatically.
“Mr. Praesidio is a bit of a perfectionist.”
She snorts. “Yeah, tell me something I don’t know.”
I grin. “I talked him into doing a little delegating tonight, and I also pulled Maximus aside and asked him to try and handle the operations of the club while we were in here. I think this is the first time Theo’s had the chance to relax in ages.”
She leans her shoulder against mine. “You’re right. I don’t get to see that often. I loved seeing him laugh, Alex.”
I throw my arm around her and kiss the top of her head. “So did I, cupcake.”
I pat her back and bend to the task of putting on my socks and shoes while she gets dressed in a form-fitting pair of yoga pants, tank top, and sneakers. I lounge back on my elbow and watch her brush her damp tresses and throw them up into a loose bun with a scrunchie. She perches her black-framed glasses on her freckled nose and grins. Casual and disheveled from our lovemaking, she’s that girl-next-door kind of beauty.
“What?” She plops her bottom onto the mattress and nudges me with her knee. “What are you looking at?”
“The most beautiful girl in the world.” I sigh with longing.
She leans over me and nuzzles her nose against mine. “You’d better stop this, Mr. Clay. You and Mr. Praesidio are going to steal my heart and then you’ll never get rid of me.”
“Promises, promises.”
We grin, gazing into each other’s eyes, and the scent of her arousal—and blood—tease me, but remind me she’s human. And that Theo and I still haven’t reconciled completely. Fucking me is one thing. Letting me back into his life is another. For a few blissful hours, I was able to pretend the three of us lived happily ever after. And in moments, the dream shatters.
I kiss her tenderly, savoring the last painful shards of the fantasy. “I’ll be back shortly.”
Chapter 6
Alex leaves the room, and tears sting the backs of my eyes.
How can I fall so fucking hard, so fast?
I’m going to get my heart broken because these two beautiful men deserve so much better than a deceitful little bitch like me. I bury my face in my hands, wishing I could rewind time by two years. Hindsight’s twenty-twenty. If I knew then what I know now, I never would have left Tucson to go to college in New Orleans. I never would have walked into the Crimson Dungeon and fallen under Marcel’s spell. I never would have started spying on Toxic, and gotten myself into this goddamn mess.
Woulda, shoulda, coulda. I hate those three phrases with a passion. They’re the words of regrets, of stupid mistakes, of the frustrating inability to see clearly down a path of destruction, and having to pay the bitter consequences for that lack of vision.
I check my smartphone and thumb through my messages. I learned earlier from Zoe that Lucius and Selene are out of town, but no one knows where they are. I haven’t passed that information on to Marcel yet. My fingers hover over the keyboard. Fuck. I bite back the fresh flow of tears and growl in frustration. Why did I listen to Marcel? Why did I even start this stupid task of his?
Because he can still press charges against me for theft.
I toss my phone into my purse, and cry.
Here I am, in Marcel’s debt, his favors making me choose between a promise I made, and the man I’m starting to fall in love with because of his generosity and protection.
As Alex joins me in the office, I motion for him to sit on the couch, the phone to my ear. When I hang up, I pocket my phone and frown. “I’m going to have to take Karina to my place.”
“What’s happened?”
“This Phil character, who is stalking Zoe, keeps coming around the club and Zoe’s afraid if he gets to Karina, he’ll use her as leverage to get to Zoe.”
Alexander stands and glances at the time. “The club is closing soon, right?”
I nod.
“Why don’t you take care of cupcake, and get her to your place? I’ll run out to an all-night grocery store and pick up some things for her. Do you have any idea what she likes?”
My chest bounces with a laugh. “I think you’ve figured that out, haven’t you?”
Alex chuckles. “I mean food.”
My eyes drop to the erection growing in his slacks and I growl, my own body responding to his and the fresh memories of Karina’s willing body. I can still smell her musk—and Alex’s—on my skin despite the bathing and it’s something I could get used to. “She likes hard cheeses, organic crackers, and sweet Riesling. But that’s all I know because that’s all she’s had here at the club.”
Alex saunters forward. “I’ll improvise.”
His nearness sends an ache to my groin. I know I’m taking a chance in opening my heart, but with my body still tingling with pleasure from fucking Alex, I let my guard down a little. “Check out of Dexter’s casino and stay at my place. I have a spare room in my lair.”
Hope glitters in his eyes. “Are you sure?”
“I’m not asking you to move in. Let’s take it day by day.” I hand him the spare keys to my house and the address, along with my gate code. “Can you find your way?”
“I’ll manage. Thank you.” He brushes a chaste kiss against my lips.
Resisting the urge to give more, I shove my hands into my pockets.
Alex heads to the door. “Any requests from the store?”
“I’m sure whatever you get for her will be fine. We have blood on tap here, so be sure to have a couple of glasses before you leave.”
He nods and exits the office.
I have just enough time to sigh before there’s a knock at the door and Maximus pokes his head inside. “Everything is taken care of. The club is closed, the customers gone, and the staff is doing their usual clean up.”
What a weight off my shoulders. “Thank you, Maximus. I appreci
ate your assistance.”
He smirks. “Just doing my job. You can take off if you want. I’ll make sure everything gets closed up for the day.”
There’s a part of me that bristles at him telling me I can go, as if I report to him, and I’m about to open my mouth to tell him so when an epiphany kicks me in the balls. Maximus isn’t overstepping his bounds. He’s trying to tell me I can rely on him. Shame warms my face, and I nod. “Thank you. I’ll do that.”
I follow Maximus down the stairs. He continues toward the bar to talk to Roxy, one of our bartenders, and I head into the dungeon to Karina’s room. I rap twice, and open the door.
She’s sitting cross-legged on the bed, her smartphone in her hands and a smile on her face. But in the dimness, I can see her eyes are red-rimmed.
“Are you all right?” I close the door behind me.
She nods. “Yes. Just stressed out about this situation with Phil.” Karina sniffles and scoots to the edge of the bed. “Are you taking off?”
“There’s been a change of plans.” I sit beside her on the mattress. “You can’t stay here at the club anymore. Phil doesn’t know how to take no for an answer, and I don’t want to take a chance he’ll get to you and Zoe.”
She bows her head and starts gathering her things. “I understand. I’ll just get my things and get out of your hair. I’m really sorry—”
“Karina.” I place a hand upon her back.
She pauses, but doesn’t look at me.
“Sweetheart, I’m not asking you to leave. I’m asking you to come with me…and Alex, to my home.”
She sits upright, her eyes glassing over and staring at the ceiling, her bottom lip trembling. “God, Theo.” Her words quiver with emotion. “I can’t ask you to put your neck out for me like this. I can find a place—”
I pinch her chin, forcing her gaze to mine. “We meant what we said. We’re not going to let anyone harm you.” I cup her face and brush my thumb over her mouth. “I don’t know what we’re going to do about this situation yet, but I have some people on it, okay?” Pulling her forward, I kiss her brow.
