by Selena Blake
“I think you're sex gods. Both of you.”
Reed tugged her toward him until her backside was at the edge of the table. He pushed her knees apart, studying her pussy like it was a rare pink diamond. She watched his dark hair dip between her creamy thighs. Numb with all the sensations and emotions, she could do nothing more than lay back and revel in the feel of his masterful tongue.
Well, nothing but moan with delight as his tongue tickled her clit. He wrapped his hands around her legs, holding them apart, holding her where he wanted to her. Not that she was going anywhere. She was drunk with desire... and the need for release. While one part of her brain registered how surreal this was, the fingers slipping inside her pussy quickly brought her back to the wonderful reality.
He curled his fingers upward as his mouth closed over her tender bud.
“Does that feel good, honey?” Aiden asked. She tipped her head back to see him standing above her. He'd unzipped his slacks and had his cock in his hand.
Yes. Yes, it felt good, she wanted to say but her mouth had gone dry again. The pleasure was all hers but suddenly she wanted to turn the tables on the wonderful man who'd arranged this present for her. Never in her life had she felt more sexy, more desirable.
He looked down at her, his blue eyes smiling as he watched.
“Play with yourself honey.”
“I'd rather play with you,” she told him as she did his bidding. Closing her fingers over nipples, she squeezed hard. Sweet pleasure/pain radiated through her till she had trouble focusing on the sensation Reed's tongue was causing.
Aiden knelt next to her and she reached for him. His kissed her gently as she took his hard cock in her hand. She could feel a bead of moisture and knew he must be fighting for every ounce of control.
“Ready for your chocolate?” His eyes twinkled mischievously as he smeared a bit of the whipped confection onto his cock. The heat of his erection quickly melted the chocolate and she eagerly licked it off feeling terribly naughty and oh-so-good at the same time.
“That wasn't such a good idea,” he murmured, backing away.
She licked her lips, loving the sweetness. “Why not?” She stuck out her bottom lip and felt her heart flip over when he smiled down at her.
“Too on edge.”
Reed skimmed his fingertips up her sides causing yet another delightful chill. She was so close. So close. She tried to concentrate on the exquisite pleasure coursing through her veins but staring up into Aiden's brilliant blue eyes made her lose that concentration.
“Come on,” he said as he bent to scoop her up.
“I wasn't done yet,” Reed said, he voice low and thick.
Aiden didn't reply, merely carried her down the hall to her bedroom. Before Darcy knew it she was sandwiched between the two men. Aiden at her front, Reed at her back.
Reed's hands closed over her upper arms and he held her tight against his chest. She was glad he was holding her. Her legs felt like cooked spaghetti noodles. Her insides didn't feel that much different... limp and gooey.
Aiden shed the last of his clothes as she watched. She swallowed hard at the sight of such male perfection. More than once she'd felt unworthy of him. He had strong sculpted shoulders, a muscular chest, the kind of abs most men only dreamed of.
What the hell was he doing with her? A nobody personal chef with bad skin and dull hair.
“What are you thinking?” Reed whispered, his warm breath teasing her ear. She watched Aiden stalk over to the night stand and pull out a strip of condoms. A whole strip... her pussy clenched.
“You could have any woman you want.” The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. Before it even registered as a thought.
Aiden stopped, a condom wrapper halfway torn open. He stared at her. His blue eyes hardened.
She felt herself wilting under his gaze. They'd had this discussion before. His answer was always the same. She never really believed him.
“But you're the woman he wants,” Reed whispered.
Reed's words repeated in her mind like a broken record. But you're the woman he wants... but you're the woman he wants... you're the woman.
The room was still. So quiet she could hear their breathing.
“Don't you know any man would kill for a woman like you? Do you know that, Darcy? Someone who is always happy to see him. Someone who's a friend as well as a lover. Someone who believes in him and inspires him and respects him. Why would he want any one else?”
Reed's words shocked her.
Aiden merely stared at them, not moving a single muscle.
“But--”
“No buts Darcy. I know everything. You're courageous and beautiful. And I've been waiting for years for you to figure that out,” Aiden said and finished ripping open the packet.
He rolled the condom over his hard flesh, his eyes never straying from hers. Behind her, Reed's heat seared her skin, keeping her warm. Aiden moved toward her, stopping when they were toe to toe.
He looked over the top of her head, sharing a glance with Reed, but then, when she was sure she'd pass out from all the wild feelings inside, he pulled her against him and dropped his lips to hers. Gone was the sweet coaxing kisses she'd once received from this man. This was consuming. Hot, delicious, and drugging. His tongue teased her lips, danced into her mouth. If it was possible for her to catch fire from the inside out she was sure it was happening right now.
Low in her belly she felt that tell-tale clench of desire. Need. Her arms snaked around his neck and she touched his tongue with her own. She could feel their hands on her body. Reed's lips on her shoulder. Wow-o-wow... this was way better than the fantasy. The three of them moved against each other further igniting the exquisite fire. Reed nibbled her neck and she moaned into Aiden's mouth.
Aiden swallowed the sound and sucked on her bottom lip. What had Reed done to make her moan like that? He'd seen the acceptance in her eyes. The moment she'd accepted the truth, accepted how much he wanted her. His erection was squeezed between them, nestled next to her soft skin. His blood continued to rush south, making his cock throb harder.
Darcy's fingernails raked over his skin and that single simple action snapped his control. Grabbing her by the hips he lifted her. Immediately her legs wrapped around him. He could tell Reed was right there with him, losing control.
“Inside,” he ground out.
“Yes.” Her voice was as urgent as his own. She reached between them and grasped his cock. Half a second later he was poised at her entrance and for once he didn't ask her if she was ready. His hips thrust forward and up, his cock driving into her wet heat. She surrounded him, cradled him, seared him.
“Yes!”
He seconded her happy cry and pulled back only to slide home again. And again. And again. His slow pace drove her crazy, he knew. But he liked feeling every detail, every inch slide in and out.
He felt Reed wrap an arm around her waist and knew he was searching for her clit. His friend was trying to force Aiden's hand... force him to finish so he could have her himself. Suddenly he wondered if having Reed here was a good idea after all...
Reed held her tight and slid his hand down her stomach. He knew Aiden would kick his ass but he wanted to make her come. Wanted to feel her come apart in his arms.
He found the tender spot between her legs that he knew would drive her over the edge. Aiden continued thrusting in and out, meeting Reed's gaze briefly. Reed widened his stance and let the tip of his finger roll in small circles over her flesh. Darcy let out a moan of absolute pleasure and threw her head back against his shoulder.
He admired the delicate flesh of her neck and then dipped his head for a taste. She shivered as he licked and nipped her skin. Happy sounds came from her throat and she wrapped one arm tightly around his neck.
He knew that nothing but pleasure mattered now. Nothing but that wonderful release. A release he could feel himself rushing forward even though his jaw was clenched against it.
Biting b
ack a curse he rubbed faster. He hadn't felt this needy, this out of control since his first time. And he was a man who prided himself on his control.
“Almost... almost,” Darcy whispered, her voice sexy and almost-but-not-quite satisfied. God, Reed's finger was driving her mad. She could practically taste her orgasm and still they wouldn't let her slide over the edge. “Please.”
“Please what?” Aiden asked thrusting faster.
“Let me come.” She pinned him with a glare that said she meant business. Before she could blink he hauled her tight against him and turned toward the bed. The frantic pace picked up but she missed Reed's careful touch.
Aiden pulled a nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it. Her focus shifted to the tender peak.
“Aiden!” Pleasure roared through her as an orgasm took hold, tightening her body, her skin like the bow of a violin. She moaned again, looking up at him through lowered lashes.
Then he stilled above her, his cock buried deep inside. His muscles flexed, tendons tightened as he came with a deep groan.
She lay underneath him for a few bliss filled minutes before he propped himself up again and smiled down at her with that heart melting smile.
“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” he asked in that cocky way of his.
She laughed and cupped his face in her hands. Stubble scraped gently at her skin as she pulled him down for a kiss. “You were excellent,” she murmured against his lips.
“Hope I didn't wear you out too much.” He disentangled himself and headed for the bathroom.
“I hope he didn't, either.”
Reed.
She'd forgotten about him. A blush crept up her cheeks and she quickly closed her legs. Ohmygod, what a view he must have had. She started to cover herself but he was on top of her before she'd barely moved. He pinned her arms on either side of her head. She could feel his erection driving into her belly.
“Don't.” He looked down at her with dark, desire filled eyes and she felt her legs part for him on their own accord.
“That's better.” Immediately his slid a knee between her legs until denim was brushing against her most sensitive flesh. “Are you ready for me Darcy? Say stop now, otherwise I'm going to have you.”
Stop? Just the pressure of his knee made her ready to come again and he wanted to know if she wanted him to stop?
She gave him her best 'are you crazy' look. “I'm all yours.”
In a lightning fast move he pushed away, unzipped his jeans and pushed them down his hips. Holy commando! She barely had time to admire his tanned skin and hard muscles or that incredibly thick erection before he'd disappeared around the side of the bed. She heard foil ripping and then he was back.
“On your knees gorgeous.”
“Knees?” Her voice came out on a squeak as he pulled her to the end of the bed.
“I can't wait much longer, doll,” he said as she rolled over onto her stomach. With energy she didn't know she had left she pulled her knees beneath her and crouched down on her elbows.
His hands slid over her fanny to her hips and he pulled her back against him. Her muscles strained to do her bidding when all she wanted to was melt. But as soon as she felt the thick tip of his cock at her entrance every tendon, muscle and ounce of flesh was at attention and tightening to push back against him.
Slowly he entered her. His hands massaged her hips as he inched forward.
“Good God, Darcy,” he ground out.
“I leave you two alone for two minutes.” Her head whipped around at the sound of Aiden's voice. He leaned against the bathroom door and smiled lazily at them. She let her eyes rake over his gloriously nude form. He'd dispensed with the condom but his cock was still fairly erect.
Did it turn him on to watch his best friend slide his cock into her?
Reed continued his slow deep thrusts drawing her attention away from Aiden. She had to admit that Reed was thicker than Aiden. He filled her, stretched her. He grazed his fingers over her back, down her spine. Her body hummed with pleasure.
Darcy curled her finger at Aiden and patted the bed in front of her. But he couldn't take his eyes off the two of them, where his friend's cock met the dewy pink of her pussy. She was coating him with her moisture.
Finally he met her gaze and their eyes locked as she ordered Reed to fuck her harder. His friend immediately complied, driving his big cock into her. No doubt he was rubbing up against her sweet spot and soon her voice would be echoing off the walls. The powerful thrusts rocked her forward causing her breasts to sway back and forth.
Aiden reached down for his cock and stroked it from the head down. Not for the first time he wondered at his own sanity. At the logic of this situation. Maybe it wasn't very wise to let another man take his woman, but he was confident enough to know that Darcy was still his.
Tonight was all about her and her pleasure. Making her fantasy come true. He'd worry about the after affects later. She threw her head back and cried out.
Much, much later.
Reed slid his hand around Darcy's hip, his fingers seeking the little nub of nerves that would drive her wild. He knew she had at least one more orgasm in her and he was dying to feel the tight spasms around his dick.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” Her breathy shouts echoed off the walls and she actually pushed back against him. He could feel the instant she started to come. Slowly her inner muscles rippled and then suddenly tightened around him. He slowed his thrusts enjoying the squeezing sensation.
“That was wonderful,” she murmured over her pale shoulder.
“Good. My turn beautiful.” He grabbed her hips in his hands and drove forward. His balls ached for release and the instant her hand reached back between them and cupped them, he was a goner.
Biting back a curse as every muscle in his body tightened like a guitar string, he came hard. Her sweet body milked every last drop and her hand gently massaged the firm flesh of his balls. With a deep moan, he let his head drop back and enjoyed every delicious second.
“Was that good for you?” she asked as she flopped on the bed and stared up at him. Her eyes were unfocused but happy. He felt a strange happiness himself. Happy that he'd given her pleasure, been a part of making her fantasy come true.
He bent down and kissed her swollen lips. “Excellent. Was it good for you?”
“Fantastic.”
Reed grinned down at her and then excused himself. Somehow Darcy scooted up until her head hit her pillow. Ever fiber trembled and her insides felt oddly gelatin like. Almost boneless. Talk about an afterglow.
When she'd first thought of having a ménage à trois she'd imagined something much more primitive, testosterone filled. Where the frenzied pace brought them release. But this had been so much more. She was thoroughly spent. Exhausted even, but in a good way. For a few hours she'd been at the center of the universe with two incredibly hot men showering her with affection.
A girl could get used to that.
What would it be like to sleep between such warm, rock hard bodies? An image of the three of them draped across her bed flashed through her mind. Her head on Aiden's shoulder, his lips kissing her hair, Reed's arm wrapped protectively around her waist. Just the thought made her shiver with delight.
Aiden stretched out next to her and trailed a fingertip down her cheek. She felt the bed dip and soon Reed was nestled against her back. She wondered if they were mind readers.
“Cold?” Aiden asked. Gosh, he was handsome. How had she gotten lucky enough to move next door to him all those years ago?
“Not yet.”
“We'll keep you warm,” Reed murmured against her neck.
“And we'll let you sleep for a while. Don't want you to be exhausted on your birthday.”
“I like the way you two exhaust me,” she said. Her muscles were warm and languid, heavy from the hours of blissful exertion. But sleep crept up on her as the men sandwiched her into a cocoon of tranquility.
Her eyes fluttered open when a larg
e hand cupped her left breast. It was dark outside and the lights of the city twinkled back at her through the sheer curtains. She blinked and then stretched slowly, her legs coming in contact with two strong bodies. Aiden smiled at her and she grinned back.
So it hadn't all been a dream.
The hand at her breast began massaging the tender peak. “Morning, beautiful.” Aiden said.
“Morning,” she whispered. Sandwiched between the two men, she soaked up their warmth. “You really know how to surprise a girl.”
“I'm glad you think so. Happy Birthday,” her murmured as Reed's fingers traced invisible designs on her skin, delighting her and driving her mad at the same time.
“I can't wait till next year.” The corner of that handsome mouth kicked up into another heart melting grin.
“Me either,” he whispered and then gave her a kiss that she'd be fantasizing about for the next twelve months.
The End
About the Author
An action movie buff with a penchant for all things supernatural and sexy, Selena Blake combines her love for adventure, travel and romance into steamy paranormal romance. Selena’s books have been called “a steamy escape” and have appeared on bestseller lists, been nominated for awards, and won contests. When she’s not writing you can find her by the pool soaking up some sun, day dreaming about new characters, and watching the cabana boy (aka her muse), Derek. Fan mail keeps her going when the diet soda wears off so write to her at [email protected]. Visit her online at http://www.selena-blake.com. Also, check her out on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=1399327171 ), keep in touch on Twitter (http://twitter.com/selenablake), and enjoy her daily hunk photos at tumblr (http://selenablake.tumblr.com/).
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