Dragon's Flight

by Jane Jamison

  “I already told her she didn’t need to,” offered Micah.

  “Yeah, sugar. We’re more than willing to give you whatever you need.”

  Before having sex with the other two men, she might not have picked up on Dane’s not-so-veiled innuendo. “Whatever you need” included sex with him. She wished he’d come right out and ask. Or, better yet, not ask, just take.

  Her gaze slid out the window to the deck. A large hot tub rested at the far end. All of a sudden, she knew what she wanted to do. “Dane, come with me.”

  Taking his hand and her glass, she slipped off the stool. When Micah and Ryan started to follow them, she stopped, bringing them up short. “No. Just Dane.”

  “What are we going to do, sugar?”

  The wicked gleam in Dane’s eyes said the question was only for pretense. Her feelings for the three men were more than she’d ever hoped of experiencing again.

  “Let’s get in the hot tub.”

  “Really?” Dane’s gaze scanned the length of her. “Did you bring a swimsuit?”

  “Do I need one?”

  “Nope.” He grinned at the others, took her hand, and hurried to the deck.

  She laughed, growing more at ease with her decision. Playfully, they undressed and tossed their clothes at each other.

  Dane didn’t ease into the warm water. He jumped in then offered her his hand. “The water’s perfect, sugar. Come on in.”

  The sun beat down on her, yet she couldn’t help but shiver as excitement took over. Standing naked outside was a thrill she’d never had, one she found she loved. Taking his hand, she stepped over the edge of the tub and lowered her body into the warm water.

  “You’re out of your mind if you think we’re staying inside.”

  The water sloshed around her as she shifted toward Ryan. Micah was at his side. Both of them looked at her with hungry eyes, the wine in the glasses they held forgotten.

  She had to tell Dane. It wouldn’t be right to keep it from him. “Then stay, if that’s all right with Dane.” She faced him. “I need to tell you everything first.” How did a woman tell a man that she’d slept with two of his friends?

  He cupped her behind the neck. “I already know.”

  “You already know what?” Had they told him? Not that she could blame them. No one had agreed to keep it a secret, and since they were the best of friends, what else should she have expected?

  Still, she tensed, anger flaring. Did they think she was a slut to be passed around between them? Were they talking about her behind her back, digging into all the dirty details? Granted, she’d been a more-than-willing participant both times. How would she explain the sensations, the rightness of how she felt? How could she tell them she sensed a special bond with all three of them?

  “I know you had a rough time with your ex, but you’re with us now. You never have to be afraid of him again, sugar.”

  “With all three of you?” Her face heated up more than from the warm water bubbling around her.

  “Yes. You’re the one woman we’ve waited for,” answered Micah. “Ryan and Dane know we were together just like we know you were with Ryan.”

  “I’m the only odd man out.” Dane skimmed his palm along her arm. “I’m hoping that’s going to change today.”

  “I don’t know if I can do this.” She’d acted so brave before, but that was when she was only going to be with Dane. Could she be with all three of them? Did she really have the nerve to make her fantasy come true?

  Having sex was something she wanted to share with them, but she wanted so much more. Somehow they’d broken the hard shell she’d formed around her, keeping both her heart and her body safe. Hadn’t they already shown they’d be there for her? They’d been nothing but kind, even courageous.

  And yet, suddenly, her past came back to haunt her. Was it because Hank was getting out? Could he already be free and looking for her?

  She fought against her nerves taking over. Being with these men was a chance she had to take. If she didn’t, she’d regret it for the rest of her life.

  Ryan put his glass down then leaned on the edge of the tub. The water swirled, wetting his fingertips. “With all that’s happened with Brenna, we haven’t had time to tell you what we want. Not outright anyway.”

  Micah took a sip of his drink. “We needed to make sure we didn’t overwhelm you too fast. But here’s the deal, Julie. We want you. All of us together. We want you to be our woman.”

  Dane kissed her forehead then licked away drops of perspiration. “We’re not talking about today or next week. We’re talking about the future, the whole enchilada. Like having you live here with us. Having you give us children, too. If you want them.”

  “With all of you? But don’t each of you want your own wife and children?” Having three men love her? Only a short while ago, she wouldn’t have believed even one man could really love her. Was it possible? Even if they told her time and time again, would she ever be able to believe them deep in her heart? Or would the past keep her too afraid to even try?

  As though he’d heard her thoughts, Ryan gave her the answer. “You can trust us, baby. The three of us are for you and no one else.”

  Even if he hadn’t said anything, she knew it was time to finally and resolutely put her past behind her. But could she? Giving her body to them was one thing, but could she ever truly believe she’d shed her past?

  Dane moved in front of her, spilling water over the side. “Do you trust us?”

  She ached to trust them completely but couldn’t. Yearned to defeat the demons holding her back. But not yet. It would take time to break down the barrier keeping her emotions safe. Until then, she’d do what she could. Giving them her body had been easier than she thought. Giving them her full trust and love would be harder. But it would be worth it.

  Instead of answering Dane’s question, she spoke to the other two men. “Give me my time with him. Alone. I need to love each of you separately at first.”

  “Then we can all be together? Is that what you’re saying?” Micah’s expression was both hopeful and eager.

  “Yes. Then it’ll be the four of us.” She touched Dane’s face. “But right now, it’s just you.”

  “What about us watching?”

  “Watching?” Ryan wasn’t kidding. Judging from Micah’s and Dane’s looks, they liked the idea, too.

  Still, she needed confirmation. “Dane?”

  “Sure thing. Let them eat their hearts out.”

  “Then I guess—”

  Dane crushed his mouth to hers, taking away both her breath and her next words. His hard arousal rested against her stomach. Suddenly, all doubt washed away with the ebb and flow of the water around his moving body. Instead of feeling afraid, she felt confident. Instead of feeling powerless, she felt strong, a woman in charge of her future.

  The kiss was quick and rough, and when he leaned back, she brought her lips to the corner of his mouth. “It’s about time it’s you and me.”

  “Damn straight.” The heat in his eyes took her breath away.

  She was aware of Micah and Ryan settling into the lounge chairs, spectators to their coupling. Having them watch sent a thrill through her. She’d not only do her best to satisfy Dane but their needs as well.

  As Dane kissed her neck, she turned to the other men and saw that they had no intention of being idle. Their jeans were opened, the flaps pulled wide and their hands on their cocks.

  “Don’t go all the way, you two. I’m going to want you afterwards.”

  They didn’t have to respond. Their answers were written across their faces.

  Dane slipped to the side of her. “Ride me, sugar, and make it a good, hard one.”

  “Yes, sir.” She straddled him, his cock pushing against her pussy. “I guess I don’t have to ask if you’re ready.”

  “Hell, sugar, I’m more than ready.”

  Julie let her hands sift into the water, her gaze holding to his. She gave him a coquettish blink of her ey
elashes. He chuckled at her tease, but his chuckle was cut off as she took hold of his cock. With a sinful grin, she lowered herself onto his cock.

  “Damn.” He fastened his hands to her hips and plunged upward. The water, somehow growing warmer than before, became waves on top of their ocean. He set up a motion, steady yet harder with each thrust. Slamming again and again into her, he kept his attention on her face.

  The air chilled her nipples as they rose and fell with their movements. Cupping one of her breasts, she brought her hard nipple to her mouth and sucked. He loved what she did, his tongue slipping over his top lip.

  “Yeah, sugar. Suck on it. Use your teeth.”

  She caught her nipple between her teeth and tugged it in as hard as she could. Seeing the pleasure on his face was as good as feeling the sting of her bite. She arched her back and rippled her body, her breasts rolling toward him, only to roll away.

  Dane’s cock pushed slowly, going deeper inside her until he had to be at the farthest point. If he wasn’t, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to withstand the sensation. He filled her completely and a delightful friction burned into her.

  Why was everything so much hotter? Not only on her flesh, but inside her, too?

  “Rub your clit. I want to feel you pleasuring yourself.”

  “What’s wrong, man? Aren’t you enough for her?” joked Micah.

  Dane shot his friend a glare, but she ignored him. She had no other man in mind except Dane. Sliding her hand between her legs, she thrust out her chest, forcing him to take the other nipple between his teeth.

  “Bite.”

  He did, sending a matching sting to equal the one she’d given herself.

  His hard-packed abdomen pushed against the back of her hand. His cock slipped back and forth over her fingertips. Faster, she massaged her clit. Harder she rubbed, the tension building as fast as the steam rising around them.

  She tried to move her body faster, too, but Dane kept her at the same rhythm. Whimpering, she lifted up and tried to slam his cock into her again, but he maintained control.

  “Don’t rush me. I’m having a hard enough time trying not to lose my wad.”

  “But I want you to come. Fuck me, Dane. Make me scream.” Catching her clit between her fingers, she tightened her hold on it. Her body trembled, the extreme sensations pulsing through her like a tidal wave crashing onto the shore.

  Dane’s thrusts increased, giving her what she wanted. Grasping the back of his hair, she moaned and rubbed harder still. “Please. Oh, shit, yes.”

  “Damn it.” He groaned and turned loose of her hips to take both breasts. Putting his mouth to her tit, he gave it rough treatment, nipping, tugging, licking.

  And then she made the mistake of glancing over at Micah and Ryan. Their faces were intent, their eyes blazing with a red tint. But how? Was it a trick of the lights? Her question was blown away as she lowered her gaze to their cocks. They pumped furiously, their attentions fixed on her.

  The climax came too quickly for her to try and stop it. Screaming, she dug her fingernails into Dane’s shoulders and let her orgasm break free.

  He roared his release, shoving his cock once then twice into her with long, steady strokes. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he kept her to him as he stilled then shuddered as his climax took control.

  She clung to him, certain she’d pass out either from the ever-growing heat or the intensity of her orgasm. “Wow,” she whispered and sprawled bonelessly against him. “How did it get so hot?”

  “How would it not? You’re the hot one, sugar.” Dane’s forehead rested against her collarbone, his breaths pushing his chest against her breasts.

  “Like that’s the end of it? Not as far as Ryan and I are concerned.”

  She heard Micah splash into the water but didn’t look up. Would she be able to move any time soon?

  Her answer came soon enough when she felt Micah’s hand slide between her legs. Using more strength than she’d have thought possible, he lifted her away from Dane and sat her on a step below the surface of the bubbling water.

  “You’re playing with fire. You know that, don’t you?” Without waiting for an answer, he dove under the water.

  Knowing what he was about to do and feeling it were two different things. Seeing his head between her legs was a close second to the rush of desire flooding her as he pushed her legs apart and pressed his tongue to her clit. Her head fell back as she slumped lower on the seat and put her legs even farther apart.

  Ryan got into the tub and slipped to her side. Dane, still recovering, took his place on her right.

  She bucked as Micah’s tongue flicked over her clit. Desire flashed, all edges and hot, through her. Ryan and Dane spoke of their need for her, playing with her tits and pressing soft kisses against her neck.

  She loved their talk, as it escalated her passion, getting her ready for all three of them to have her. How she managed to keep from coming again was beyond her.

  Micah came up for air and whipped his head, sending drops flying. “Damn, you taste good.”

  “My turn.” Before Micah could object, Ryan bent low and over the side of her thigh.

  Air was getting hard to take in. Ryan took control of her with the first flick of his tongue. She reached out, grasping for the other two men, hoping they’d keep her grounded. After only a few licks and a couple of sucks, she came. Whatever cream wasn’t devoured by Micah flowed into the water.

  “Time for all of us to take you, sugar.”

  Ryan lifted out of the water, the liquid steaming on his body as it flowed down his granite-like body. “Fuckin’ A, but you’re sweet as molasses.”

  Micah grabbed her, crushing his mouth to hers. She was lost, captured between the three of them, ready to give them everything she was and ever would be. His tongue swept into her mouth, possessively, owning her. She whimpered and clung to him. He kept his mouth to hers for as long as possible as he turned her around, putting her ass to his long cock.

  The old fear burst to life inside her. The shadows cast by the sun on the bushes only a few yards away were suddenly ominous, hiding the Silhouette Man in the darkness. Yet the darkness soon changed, and within it, she saw Hank.

  “No.” She struggled free, falling first against Dane, then against the side of the tub.

  “What’s wrong, baby? Did we hurt you?”

  “Easy, sweet thang. You know us. You know we’d never do anything to hurt you.” Micah pressed his palm against his chest. “It’s us.”

  Dane eased beside her, waiting until she nodded before he wrapped his arm around her. “What is it?”

  Her chest rose and fell with each labored breath. She was sure her heart would split apart as she grappled to find air.

  She had nothing to fear with them near her, and yet, she’d allowed Hank to come back once more, taking away her happiness.

  “Tell us what’s wrong.” Ryan, ever forceful and calm, took her hand and squeezed. “Is it Hank?”

  She didn’t want to speak his name, much less hear it. All she could do was to nod.

  She expected comfort, solace, and yet she was wrong.

  “Don’t let him ruin this for us, baby. I know it’s harder than I’ll ever be able to imagine, but you’ve got to get him out of your head.”

  She had to tell them, had to make them understand. “He did that to me. I didn’t want him to, but he did.”

  “Shit.” Micah forced her to look at him. His thumbs caressed her cheeks. “We didn’t know. But, sweet thang, his forcing you to do it is different than us. We’ll never force you to anything you don’t want to do.” He bent lower, searching her. “Believe me. With us, it won’t hurt.”

  “How do you know?” she whispered.

  “Because it’s me making love to you. Not just fucking you from behind.” Micah stroked her cheek more.

  “And because we love you.” Dane’s gaze filled with sorrow.

  She leaned into Micah’s touch, feeling the amazing sensations she’d go
tten from them the very first time she’d met them. If she couldn’t trust them, she’d never be able to trust any man.

  Micah took hold of her arm and turned it so that she was forced to see the ugly scar. “He did this to you, didn’t he?”

  She couldn’t speak. Instead, she could only nod. The night Hank had slashed her with a knife was still alive in her memory.

  “Then take what he did to you and make it yours. This scar is beautiful.”

  Her gaze met his as she tried to understand. “Beautiful?”

  “It’s beautiful because it shows you’re a survivor. He did this to you, but you can make the choice to claim it as your sign of freedom. Make that choice, Julie.”

  Her gaze shifted back to her scar and saw it as though for the first time. “You’re right. It’s a symbol of survival.”

  “And of strength. Show us your strength, Julie.”

  “Will you give it a try?” Ryan pulled her into his arms. “Will you?”

  She swallowed hard and nodded. “All right.” Slowly, she turned around and took hold of the edge of the tub. If she could do this, and if they were right, then she’d finally reclaim all of her life.

  Ryan ducked under her arms, dipping below the water before coming up between her arms. “I’m going to make love to you, baby, and when I do, you won’t even know Micah’s there.”

  She smiled at his joke, yet as her attention shifted back to the bushes, the courage she’d gained threatened to escape her.

  “Look at me, baby.”

  Seeing Ryan’s face, his confidence, and, more, the stark love on his face left her breathless. Slowly, bit by bit, the fear seeped out of her.

  “I trust you,” she said, meaning it.

  “And we love you.”

  The words alone should have frightened her. Commitment was too much of a promise to make. She’d wanted to give them all of her, but for now, she could give them only her body. For now, it had to be enough.

  The disappointment in his eyes had her shifting her gaze to the water.

  “Easy, sweet thang. If you want me to stop, I will.”

  “What about lube?” She tensed as Micah’s hand eased between her butt cheeks.