“I want you naked,” Phoenix told her. “Then I want you to crawl up here and sit on my face so I can taste your sweet little pussy.”
A rush of heat flooded her, and Mia was pretty sure her panties were now wet.
Tarik confirmed that fact a moment later when he managed to rid her of her clothes. As her panties slid down her legs, his fingers eased between her thighs.
“So wet,” he mumbled against her ear. “I can’t wait to slide into your pussy and feel your juices coat my cock.”
Mia outwardly shivered.
Phoenix crooked his finger at her, and Mia complied, crawling up on the bed. She allowed her hands to roam over him as she went. It didn’t matter that he was fully clothed; she could still see the outline of his rigid erection beneath his black slacks. She wanted to unzip them and feel the silky hardness of him against her hand, but he had other ideas.
“Sit on my face.”
Mia continued crawling up the length of his body until she was perched above his head. There wasn’t a headboard to hold on to, so she braced herself against the wall. Good thing, too. When Phoenix’s tongue grazed her slit, she jerked, the sensation sending chills racing down her spine. He moaned and the vibrations lit her up.
“Ride his face,” Tarik instructed.
Mia realized he was behind her, also fully clothed. He was straddling Phoenix’s chest, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts while he pressed against her back, his mouth to her ear.
“Do you like when Phoenix licks your pussy?”
“Yes,” she said on a moan.
“If he’s like me, he dreams about it, craves it,” Tarik told her.
“Oh, God,” Mia cried out, grinding down on Phoenix’s mouth, trying to get him where she wanted him. He was teasing her, flicking her clit, sliding his tongue into her, but never enough of either.
The next thing she knew, Mia was on her back, both men kneeling on the bed, staring at her.
“What’d you do that for?” she asked Phoenix.
Phoenix smiled. “You had too much control. I want to play with you for a while.”
Mia groaned, but that was quickly replaced with a sigh when Phoenix used his fingers to spread her swollen lips. She watched as Tarik leaned down and speared her with his tongue.
They ganged up on her, alternating, driving her mad as they licked her clit, teased her with their fingers, their tongues, their teeth. “Please,” she begged. “Please make me come.”
“She’s so sweet when she begs,” Phoenix said. “And because you asked so nicely…”
Phoenix inched up the bed, and Mia grabbed his head, pulling him to her and thrusting her tongue into his mouth. Her body bucked when Tarik sucked her clit into his mouth, tormenting her as he thrust two fingers into her. And then…
“Oh, God, yes!” Mia screamed, not caring whether the flight attendant could hear her. Her orgasm sent shockwaves of pleasure vibrating through her entire being, leaving her breathless and sated.
“Oh, we’re not finished with you yet,” Phoenix said as he shifted on the bed.
“Well, you’re gonna have to do all the work,” she told him sleepily.
“We plan to, baby.”
Mia felt herself being lifted, and the next thing she knew, she was lying on top of Phoenix. He was still mostly clothed, which she found oddly sexy, but he’d unzipped his slacks and lowered them enough that his impressive erection sprang free. The fact that she was naked and they weren’t… It was crazy hot.
“Put my cock inside you,” Phoenix instructed.
Mia reached between them and guided Phoenix to her entrance.
“Slide down on me.”
Mia did as instructed, her body stretching to take him inside. She couldn’t keep her eyes open as the exquisite pleasure resurfaced, flooding her as he filled her.
“Are you ready?” Phoenix asked.
She had no idea what he was asking, but she nodded anyway.
Phoenix gripped her hips as he fucked her. His strokes were slow and deep.
But then he pulled out completely. Mia was about to ask what he was doing when she felt more hands on her hips and then Tarik was filling her.
“Tarik.” She moaned his name as he began sliding in and retreating, keeping his rhythm as slow as Phoenix’s had been.
And then they switched again, keeping her hanging on the precipice. She had no idea how long they continued to fuck her, taking turns filling her, but her body began to hum, and she knew she needed more.
“Fuck me. Please!” she demanded.
Tarik was the one to grant her wish, gripping her hips and pounding into her, crushing her against Phoenix as he did, her body molded to them both.
“Oh … yes … please … more…” She managed one word after every punishing thrust until she cried out one final time, her muscles locking as her orgasm gripped her, this one more powerful than the last.
Tarik’s fingers dug into her flesh, and she felt him pulse as he came inside her.
The bed shifted and then Phoenix groaned. Mia could barely register what was happening; her body was liquid.
“Fuck yes, Tarik. Suck my cock. Make me come in your mouth.”
Phoenix’s words echoed through the bedroom, followed by grunts and groans of pure pleasure. Mia found his hands, held them flat to the bed as she rested atop him and let Tarik send him over the edge with his mouth.
When they were done, Mia didn’t bother to move. She wasn’t sure she would ever move again.
Chapter Forty-One
TARIK STARED UP at the hotel room ceiling, listening to Mia breathe softly beside him. They’d worn her out, and he figured she would likely sleep half the day away tomorrow. As for him, he couldn’t even get his eyes to close. He wasn’t sure he wanted to go to sleep.
He was too content. For the first time in… Possibly for the first time in his entire life, he felt whole.
They’d gone to the game, and although the Arrows hadn’t won, the night had been one of the best of his life. All because the Kiss-Cam had landed on them and Mia had done something so shocking he was sure he would never in his life forget it. The stadium had gone wild afterward, and he could still see the replay in his head. When Phoenix had told her what she was supposed to do, she hadn’t hesitated, planting a kiss on Phoenix’s lips that had half the crowd going crazy. But then, she’d held up one finger — the universal signal for wait a minute — and then she’d turned to Tarik. When her lips had met his, everything in his world had come together in that moment.
Perfection.
She was perfection.
After the game, they’d grabbed a burger before heading back to the hotel, where she’d proceeded to rock both their worlds.
And now, as he lay in the dark, he couldn’t sleep although his body was completely sated, his mind more at ease than ever even as Mia’s words from earlier echoed in his head.
I know what it’s like to have your heart shattered in a million tiny pieces, Tarik. It sucks big-time. But what I didn’t know, until you and Phoenix, was that those tiny pieces could be pulled back together. Only when they do, the bond is stronger, more solid. That’s what I feel for you and Phoenix. I love you both. With my whole heart. Every single one of the million tiny pieces that it once was. It’s whole again. Stronger than ever.
Those words had resonated with him throughout the evening, and he realized how true they were. Growing up, he hadn’t known what love was. His parents had hated each other, and they’d merely tolerated him. But he’d never let that define him, and he hadn’t even realized it until Mia had pointed it out. He hadn’t wanted to end up like them.
And now, he had more love than he knew what to do with.
“I love you,” Mia whispered as she curled up against him, her head on his chest, her hand over his heart.
“I love you, too, love,” Tarik said, the words coming easily this time.
“What am I? Chopped liver?” Phoenix asked, his voice rough with sleep. The bed shifted, and
Phoenix’s hand came to rest on Tarik’s stomach.
“I love you, too,” Mia told him.
“I love you, too, baby.”
Tarik found Phoenix’s hand and placed his atop it. “You own me, Tarik.”
Tarik’s heart swelled at the words. “You own me, too.”
He smiled into the darkness. For whatever reason, he liked that they had their own term for how they felt about one another. It was still love; he knew that much. But it was more than that. Stronger, more resilient. The way Mia had described it.
“Just remember, I own you both. Now and forever,” Mia whispered, followed by a little laugh that sent a jolt right through him. “Now go to sleep.”
Epilogue
I RECENTLY HAD the honor of sitting down for an exclusive interview with the owner of the Austin Arrows, Phoenix Pierce. You might remember that just a year ago, Mr. Pierce moved into the role as full owner of the Arrows franchise after his father, Sidney Pierce, died of a heart attack.
Of course, I hadn’t anticipated quite as exciting an interview as the one I received when I was originally contacted by the Arrows spokesman, Tarik Marx. Not only did I get to congratulate Phoenix on his team making it to the playoffs for the first time in six years, but I also got to congratulate him on something even more impressive. At least on a personal level, anyway.
Although we don’t know which team will walk away with the coveted Stanley Cup just yet, the Arrows certainly have earned their chance. But I can tell you that Phoenix has already walked away a winner. It has officially been announced that Phoenix will be tying the knot in just a few hours.
But get this… Not only will Phoenix be marrying the lovely Mia Cantrell, he will also be sharing his vows with Mr. Marx as well. Yes, you heard me correctly, this threesome has taken the world by storm with their nontraditional relationship, and just as we are with the Austin Arrows, we’ll be rooting for them all the way.
Stay tuned for my full interview with Phoenix tonight at ten.
As Tarik made his way into the room, Phoenix hit the button on the remote to turn off the television. Looking up, he smiled. “Is it bad luck to see the groom before the wedding?” Phoenix asked.
“Maybe,” Tarik said, handing him a beer. “I figure as long as we don’t see Mia, we’re doing good.”
“Between my mother and her mother, there’s not a chance of that happening.” They’d both been warned within an inch of their lives to stay away. Now, as they sat waiting in Johnathan Henry’s man cave to be told when and where they were needed, Phoenix couldn’t keep the smile from his face.
“Don’t forget Alex. She’s a bulldog when she wants to be.”
“I wouldn’t let her hear you say that,” Phoenix said with a smirk.
“Trust me, I won’t.”
Phoenix nodded as Tarik dropped down onto the arm of the sofa. Tarik turned slightly and lifted his beer bottle up. “This is it. The first day of the rest of our lives.”
“That it is,” Phoenix said, clanking his bottle against Tarik’s. “And what an amazing fucking way to kick it off.”
Acknowledgments
My daughter recently brought it to my attention that I’ve written 26 books, at this point, 24 of those have been published. A little over 2 million words down (holy crap, 2 million!) and millions more to go. And with every single word comes a world of support from so many people. Although being a writer can be a solitary endeavor at times, it certainly isn’t done in a vacuum.
I have to thank my family first, for putting up with my craziness. From my sudden outbursts when I think of something that needs to be added or when I question why one of the characters did what they did, to the strange hours that I keep and the days on end when I’m MIA because I’m under deadline or just engrossed in a story… Y’all are incredibly tolerant of me and for that, I am forever grateful. I love you with all that I am.
My street team – The Naughty & Nice Posse. Ladies, your daily pimping and support fills my heart with so much love. You are a blessing to me, each and every one of you.
My beta readers, Chancy and Denise. Ladies, I’m not sure thanks will ever be enough. However, not only are you the ones who catch the weird things and ask the bigger questions, you’ve both become my friends and you keep me going.
My copyeditor, Amy. Punctuation and grammar… well, that’s not my strong suit. But it is yours and you are truly remarkable at what you do. You simply amaze me and I am so glad that I found you.
My agent, Mark. It’s been a bumpy ride, I know. I’m not the easiest person to work with (just ask my husband), but we’ve made progress over the last year. Thank you for allowing me to be candid with you on what I want.
Blackstone Audio for investing in me and putting my books in audio.
My lawyer, Steve. Yes, you deserve a tremendous amount of credit. I’ll be the first to say that contracts, trademarks, copyrights and the like confuse the hell out of me. If it weren’t for you, I’d still be rereading all the fine print.
Jennifer at Enticing Journeys. You are incredible at what you do. The amount of work you put into making sure word gets out about my new releases allows me to celebrate with the readers.
Nicole Nation 2.0 for the constant support and love. This group of ladies has kept me going for so long, I’m not sure I’d know what to do without them.
And, of course, YOU, the reader. Your emails, messages, posts, comments, tweets… they mean more to me than you can imagine. I thrive on hearing from you, knowing that my characters and my stories have touched you in some way keeps me going. I’ve been known to shed a tear or two when reading an email because you simply bring so much joy to my life with your support. I thank you for that.
Dear reader,
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About Nicole Edwards
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nicole Edwards lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, their three kids, and four rambunctious dogs. When she’s not writing about sexy alpha males, Nicole can often be found with her Kindle in hand or making an attempt to keep the dogs happy. You can find her hanging out on Facebook and interacting with her readers - even when she’s supposed to be writing.
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Nicole also writes contemporary/new adult romance as Timberlyn Scott.
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