Without Restraint (Devil's Playground Book 2)

by Nicole Edwards

  “Come here, sweet girl,” Micah crooned softly. “It’s my turn to feel your pussy gripping my dick, dragging my sanity right from my body.”

  Lindy leaned forward and guided Micah inside her before coming to rest over him, straddling his hips.

  Hayden flipped open the lube, applied a generous amount to his latex-covered cock before slicking his fingers.

  He started by kissing Lindy’s shoulders, her back, moving slowly lower as Micah held her against him, his hips rocking gently beneath her. He was taking his time, prepping her, distracting her.

  “Do you trust us, Lindy?” Micah grumbled against her ear, his eyes meeting Hayden’s.

  “Yes,” she whispered, wiggling atop him.

  “We want to take you at the same time,” Hayden told her, sliding his hand up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple lightly. “Can you take both of us?”

  She shook her head. “I … don’t know.”

  Hayden nipped her earlobe gently. “I’ll be easy, I promise. I won’t hurt you.”

  “Promise?”

  “I swear it,” he assured her.

  She turned her head, and Hayden couldn’t resist kissing her, sliding his tongue against hers while he allowed his fingers to drift down between the rounded globes of her ass. He gently massaged her rosebud, grazing the sensitive skin there until she was breathing hard and rocking back and forth on Micah’s cock.

  Hayden liked that she was willing, eager even. More importantly, he liked that she trusted them. It couldn’t be easy for her, he knew.

  When Micah nodded, Hayden began an all-out sensual assault, continuing to trail his lips over Lindy’s back while prodding her asshole open with one finger. He fucked her gently, allowing her to acclimate to the intrusion. She was so damn tight, her muscles clamping on his finger with every breath she took.

  “Relax, sweet girl,” Micah whispered, his voice low. “Does it hurt?”

  “No.” She moaned softly when Hayden added another finger. “It’s … different.”

  Micah cupped the back of her head, pulling her face back to his. “Let us make you feel good.”

  Sweat beaded on Hayden’s forehead, but he held on to the tight leash on his control. He damn sure wouldn’t hurt this woman. She was giving them the ultimate gift, the one thing they both fantasized about.

  Could they make her feel good? Absolutely.

  Could they let her walk away after this? That was the question Hayden didn’t yet have an answer for.

  18

  LINDY HELD HER breath, trying to relax. The two things seemed to be at war with one another. The only time she felt the tension drain from her body was when Micah kissed her. He was the perfect distraction, and he felt like heaven inside her.

  “Breathe for me, sweet girl,” Micah mumbled in her ear. “Your pussy’s gripping me like a fist.”

  Exhaling and inhaling, Lindy focused on the warmth of Hayden’s hand on her hip, on how gentle he’d been thus far. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. In fact, she couldn’t believe she was still here. She had always believed that a one-night stand was simply that. One night. Not the next morning.

  But here she was, sandwiched between these two men. The same men she’d slept between in the wee hours of the morning. When she had opened her eyes to find them wrapped around her in the bed, Lindy couldn’t deny she’d felt safe. Surprised, yes, but also safe with them.

  Which was why she trusted them. They’d taken care of her last night, given her something she’d never imagined. Not just the orgasms but also the reminder that she was desirable.

  The pressure against her bottom intensified, and she once again held her breath.

  “Look at me,” Micah ordered, his voice rough, his tone demanding.

  She glanced down at him, gazing into his liquid dark eyes.

  “Sweet girl…” He lowered his voice. “Do you know how hard it is not to fuck you right now? Not to pound your sweet pussy from beneath, to make you beg me to let you come?”

  She swallowed hard, his dirty words penetrating the slight bite of pain.

  “It’s hell. I want your wet, warm cunt milking my dick.”

  Lindy squeezed her inner muscles, continuing to watch his face.

  “Aww, God. Just like that. I could stay like this forever, right here inside you.”

  She didn’t want to admit it, but she could, too. During the past eight hours, Lindy had found herself immersed in a world she hadn’t even known existed, ensconced by pleasure that was out of this world.

  “Fuck, baby,” Hayden groaned from behind her. “Your ass is so fucking tight. So hot.”

  When the pain intensified, Micah reached for her head, jerking her down to him, fusing their mouths together as he began moving beneath her, rocking his hips, pushing his cock deeper. Her nerve endings flared, and for a moment, she didn’t know where they ended and she began. She felt so full, completely overwhelmed by both of them.

  “Just stay like that, sweet girl,” Micah whispered against her mouth. “Let us do all the work.”

  She swallowed hard, trying to process his words. It only took a moment to understand what he meant, because they both started moving. Inside her. At the same freaking time.

  There was no pain, only tremendous pressure.

  “I feel him,” Micah said. “I feel him inside you. This is pure fucking heaven. Better than my ultimate fantasy. So fucking much better.”

  They both started moving faster, hard hands gripping her hips, pushing and pulling as they fucked her into oblivion. Spasms racked her body; sensations invaded her nerve endings. Electrical pulses detonated, ricocheting from inside her, darting out in all directions. Lindy was coming apart at the seams. She could feel it. Every grunt that echoed from them spurred her forward, driving her closer and closer to release.

  “Sweet girl, you feel so fucking good. I can’t hold on. Want to come…”

  Lindy knew he was holding back because of her, but she didn’t care. She was riding the waves of bliss, letting them propel her higher and higher until it became too much. The tension coiled tighter, tighter still until she felt as though she might snap.

  “Come for us, Lindy,” Hayden growled in her ear, nipping her shoulder.

  Her body exploded, white spots dancing across her vision, a tsunami crashing through her insides as her orgasm ripped her to shreds. She hadn’t thought it possible.

  “Fuck…” Micah roared. “Ahh, God… Yes!”

  Hayden’s body slammed into hers once more, and she felt him pulse inside her as he, too, came.

  Lindy tried to stay lucid, tried to fight the blackness that was dragging her under, but when Micah pulled her to him, his warm arms banding around her, she knew she would lose the battle.

  “We’ve got you, sweet girl.”

  Those were the last words she heard before she succumbed to the overwhelming exhaustion.

  19

  Two weeks later…

  “HAVE YOU HEARD from Lindy?” Hayden asked when he joined Micah in the hotel coffee shop.

  “I did,” he told him.

  Hayden cocked his head, glaring at him.

  Micah fought the urge to laugh.

  “What did she say?”

  “She said she’d be ready at seven.”

  Hayden nodded.

  For the past two weeks, ever since they’d taken Lindy back to her apartment after the incredible night they’d spent together, Micah had been working to seduce her the right way. With Hayden’s help, of course.

  Micah didn’t try to hide the fact that he wanted her with a passion he could hardly contain. He had talked to her every single day since, enjoying getting to know her on an entirely different level. The three of them had gone out to dinner, to the club, even caught a show one night. They didn’t see her nearly as much as Micah would like, though. Micah knew that Hayden was talking to her, as well, during the days they didn’t get to spend time in her presence. It was like rapid dating, although they’d started with sex in
the beginning and had yet to follow through again. Not because the connection wasn’t there. It was and it was rather intense, but again, Micah was trying to prove a point.

  Between her nine-to-five job and their ridiculous hours, it wasn’t that easy to sync their schedules, but they’d managed to make it happen tonight, and Micah was looking forward to spending the entire night with both of them again.

  When the barista passed over two cups of coffee, Micah thanked her, then handed one to Hayden. They found an empty spot in the far corner and sat down.

  “What’s on your mind?” Hayden asked, obviously picking up on his mood.

  Micah shook his head, not wanting to voice his insecurities. He knew they were stupid, yet he’d allowed them to plague him for the past two weeks.

  In his thirty-eight years, he’d never fallen in love with anyone.

  Until Hayden.

  Yes, he could admit to himself that Hayden had enthralled him, pulled him right into his orbit. Micah loved him.

  He wasn’t quite there with Lindy, but he was quickly working his way in that direction, despite the fact that they’d known each other for such a short time. Time meant nothing to him in the grand scheme of things. He knew you couldn’t measure emotion based on seconds, so that wasn’t the part that bothered him.

  “Talk to me,” Hayden urged, leaning in closer, his eyes locked with Micah’s.

  Keeping his voice low, he gave in. “Does this seem too good to be true?”

  “What? Lindy?”

  Micah shook his head. “Us. You and me. And Lindy.”

  “There’s an us?” Hayden looked genuinely surprised.

  “Why wouldn’t there be?”

  Hayden shrugged, then seemed engrossed in the steam coming out of his cup.

  “Look at me,” Micah insisted.

  He waited until his lover turned toward him. “Do you not want this?”

  “Of course I do,” he snapped. “I’ve wanted it for a long damn time.”

  “Then what’s the problem?” Micah wasn’t sure how this had turned into an issue, but he felt the tension between them.

  “She’s going to take this slow,” Hayden admitted. “That’s the way she works.”

  “Then we’ll take it slow.”

  Hayden’s gaze lowered once again. “I don’t want us to take it slow because she does.”

  “Have we slowed down?” Micah had never really defined what was going on between them.

  “We haven’t spent the night together since she left.”

  Micah did a quick trip through the memories of the past two weeks and realized Hayden was right. How the hell had that happened?

  “We’ve both been wrapped up in her,” Hayden offered. “To the point we’ve neglected … us.”

  Micah nodded because he couldn’t refute that. He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but Hayden was right.

  He glanced at his watch. “I need to shower. Meet me in my room at six thirty?”

  Hayden’s eyes widened, but he nodded.

  Yeah, Micah knew he’d cut that conversation off, but he had a good reason.

  A very good reason.

  He waited until Hayden headed back downstairs before he grabbed his phone and dialed Lindy’s number.

  “Hey.” Her voice was so soft, so sweet.

  He missed her.

  “Change of plans.”

  “Oh, yeah?” She sounded intrigued. He’d hoped she would be.

  “Yeah. Can you come to me tonight?”

  “Is that some sort of innuendo?”

  Micah chuckled. “I didn’t mean it that way, but I’m definitely going to make you come tonight.”

  “I’m not sure what you and Hayden have done to me, Micah Fontenot…”

  “Not enough, sweet girl, I assure you,” he said with a grin. “Can you be here at six? At the hotel? I’ve got something in mind for Hayden.”

  “Something dirty?”

  “Absolutely.” He started down the hallway toward the offices. “I need to prove to him how much he means to me.”

  “Oh... Is there something wrong?”

  “No, sweet girl. Everything’s right. I’m just feeling my way through this, just like you and Hayden are.”

  “This is a little different, huh?”

  “By different, you mean crazy good?”

  “Of course.” Lindy’s laughter rippled through the phone.

  God, he loved that sound.

  “I’ll see you at six?”

  “I’ll be there.”

  20

  HAYDEN MADE IT to Micah’s room by six forty-five, rather than six thirty as promised. He’d had to juggle his timeline when he found out that Max Adorite, the owner of Devil’s Playground, was in town. It meant Hayden had to provide security for the man and get him to where he needed to be.

  He probably should’ve called Micah to let him know, but after their conversation over coffee, Hayden felt like an asshole. For one, he shouldn’t have made a big deal about this thing that was going on between them. He wasn’t jealous of Lindy. Quite the opposite, actually. He liked where this was going, but he happened to like what he and Micah had originally as well. In his opinion, Lindy was the icing on the cake. Micah was quite clear as to how he felt about her, and Hayden was open about his feelings for her as well. And he felt like a selfish bastard for having brought it up.

  Not that he could change any of that now.

  He knocked on the door, expecting Micah to be waiting so they could head downstairs.

  When the door opened, Micah wasn’t the one standing there.

  Hayden tried to keep his jaw from coming unhinged when he saw Lindy wearing an indecently short silk robe and a pair of red do-me heels. He allowed his gaze to slowly trail up the length of her phenomenal legs, higher to the plump swell of her breasts barely hidden by the silk, then up to her face.

  Her smile flashed as she took a step back and opened the door.

  Clearly he’d missed a memo or something.

  Stepping inside, Hayden waited for her to close the door.

  “Hi,” she greeted, moving up close to him and pressing her lips to his.

  She smelled fantastic.

  “I missed you,” she whispered, her tone soft and sweet, an erotic seduction.

  “I missed you, too.” Wrapping his arms around her, Hayden took full advantage of the moment, kissing her with all the pent-up frustration coursing through him. Ever since the night they’d spent together, he’d been counting down the minutes until he could get his hands on her again.

  “Micah’s waiting for you,” she mumbled against his mouth. “And I promise, you’re not gonna want to keep him waiting.”

  Hayden reluctantly released her, noting the teasing tone.

  “For me? Why is he waiting for me?”

  Lindy took his hand and tugged him farther into the room. “Don’t ask questions.”

  Micah was standing in the living room, staring out the window overlooking the Strip. It wasn’t quite dark yet, but night was approaching quickly.

  “Sit,” Micah instructed.

  Part of him wanted to defy the instruction, but there was a hint of dominance in Micah’s voice that appealed to him on so many levels. It was one of the things he truly loved about the man.

  Lindy took the chair, which left the small sofa. Unbuttoning his jacket, Hayden slowly took a seat, glancing between the two of them.

  Micah walked around behind Lindy, his big hands trailing over her shoulders, then sliding down between her breasts, intimately caressing her. Hayden’s dick went rock hard instantly.

  “You mentioned you like to watch,” Lindy said, her voice husky.

  “I do,” he admitted, his eyes darting between the two of them.

  “Turns out, I do, too.”

  Okay. He wasn’t sure what to say to that.

  “I was thinking about something you said today,” Micah began, his hands still sliding over Lindy. “And you’re right. I have neglected you lately. Not o
n purpose, mind you. This is new for me. For us. This might be my ultimate fantasy, having both of you in my bed … always … so it’s going to take me some time to adapt.”

  Hayden understood that.

  “But I’m willing to make it up to you.”

  Leaning back, Hayden casually crossed his ankle over his knee, staring at Micah, urging him to continue.

  “Tonight’s about you and me.”

  Hayden cocked an eyebrow. He liked where this was going. Especially since Lindy was evidently in agreement. It meant she would ultimately be with them. Watching.

  And wasn’t that an incredibly scorching thought.

  “She’s not allowed to touch,” Micah noted, his hands dipping deeper into her robe, separating the two parts, baring her breasts to Hayden as Micah cupped them.

  “But you can,” she noted. “I’m content to watch the two of you.” She fanned herself, still smiling. “And you’re welcome to do whatever you want to me.”

  “Fuck me,” Hayden mumbled under his breath. This was obviously some sort of role play the two of them had concocted, and fuck if it didn’t make him harder than he’d ever been.

  “There’s only one catch,” Micah added.

  That was definitely more Micah’s style. “Which would be…?”

  “You only do what I tell you to do.”

  “Okay.” Hayden didn’t mind taking orders from Micah. He enjoyed it, actually.

  “And I get to do to you whatever I want.”

  Now, Hayden could definitely live with that.

  21

  WHEN MICAH HAD asked her to come to his place, Lindy didn’t hesitate to agree. Once she got here, she’d been surprised to find out he’d asked her to arrive earlier than Hayden. And when he’d laid out his plan for the man, Lindy was almost positive she fell a little more in love with him.

  Yes, she’d said it. She was in love.

  Okay, it probably wasn’t practical, but she couldn’t deny it. She was in love with both men. Yep. Two men. These past couple of weeks had been unbelievable. She’d spent every waking moment of every day thinking about them both. About the night they’d shared together, about the little conversations they’d had since they’d taken her back to her apartment. She was so preoccupied she could hardly focus on work.