by Suzanne Rock
“I love this hair,” Quinn said as he ran his fingers through her long locks. “Don’t you dare ever wear that silly bun again.”
Declan worked his finger back and forth, easing the digit inside her body. He’d push and a ripple of pain would come over her. Then he’d hold still until her muscles stretched and got used to the intrusion. Once she adjusted, he’d pull back and repeat the thrust, going a little deeper. Again and again he pressed into her body, until his entire finger was in her backside. He wiggled and turned it, stretching her muscles and causing need to spiral through Hannah’s center.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. So ready for me.” He removed his hand and began working two fingers into her backside. Pain and pleasure alternated through Hannah’s system, creating a pressure deep inside her core. Quinn’s cock jerked in her hands as his fingers tightened in her hair.
“Hurry Declan.”
“Almost there.” Declan thrust his fingers deep into her backside until his palm pressed her ass. The pressure eased and Hannah dropped Quinn’s cock as pleasure blanketed her body.
“There we go.” Declan spread his fingers apart, creating a delicious stretch inside her body. Then he removed his fingers and tossed something to Quinn.
“Better make it count. I only brought two.”
“We’ll just have to take her back to the apartment then,” Quinn joked.
Hannah watched as Quinn opened the condom and then handed it to her. “Would you mind?” he asked.
Hannah shook her head and took the condom from him. She placed it over his tip and slowly rolled it over his length. Hannah heard his sharp intake of breath and smiled at her handiwork. From behind, she heard the tear of plastic as Declan did the same.
“Now ride him, love,” Declan said. “I want to see the two of you together.
She climbed on top of Quinn’s hips and locked her gaze with his. She stared into his bright green eyes as she grabbed his shaft and rubbed it against her slit.
“Ooh, she’s a tease, Declan.”
“I can see that.” Declan ran his fingers over her back and then gripped her shoulders. “You’re a temptress, but I think you need to put the poor man out of his misery.” Declan gently pushed down on her shoulders, guiding her until Quinn’s cock filled her pussy. Hannah gasped as his thick erection pressed deep inside her body, stretching her to the point of bursting. She had been with other men, but none of them had been this big, or had felt this good.
“You like it, eh?” Quinn asked.
She nodded as heat rose to her cheeks.
Quinn reached up and hooked his finger under her chin. “Never be ashamed of talking to me.” He nodded over her shoulder. “Or Declan. We want you to tell us what feels good, and what doesn’t. Being open about sex is nothing to be ashamed of.”
“How else are we going to know what pleases you?” Declan said from behind.
“Come here.” Quinn tugged on her chin and brought her down until she was inches away from her lips. His bright green gaze shifted down to her mouth as he spoke.
“You are a beautiful, sensual woman, Hannah. Never hide that, not from us.” He leaned up off the ground and captured her lips. The press was gentle and light and Hannah felt all of the affection he had for her pour through her body.
Quinn slid his fingers through her hair, and cradled her head in his hand. She loved the feel of his fingers against her scalp, and how his free arm snaked around her back and held her close. He tilted his head and entered her mouth, filling her with his unique taste. Hannah’s mind fogged as need, pure and raw, poured into her body. She began to move her hips over his cock.
“Hold on, little one. Not just yet.” Declan grabbed her hips and held her still. Hannah tried to pull away from Quinn, but he held her close, feasting on her mouth until her whole body relaxed against his.
Declan positioned himself against the opening in her backside and nudged the tip of his cock against her ass.
“Fuck, you two are beautiful together.” Declan pushed his cock just inside her opening.
Pressure built inside Hannah’s core, but Quinn’s kiss washed any pain away. Declan inched back and pushed a little farther, slowly advancing and retreating until he pressed his hips flush against her ass.
Hannah dragged her mouth away from Quinn and gasped as Declan’s cock stretched her muscles.
“How does it feel to be filled by two men?” Quinn asked.
“Amazing.”
“Good.” Quinn ran his fingers over her cheek. “I’m glad.”
“Ah, love, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Declan pulled back and then pushed himself inside her to the hilt, causing both her and Quinn to groan.
“On our sides,” Declan ordered. “I think we can better serve her that way.
Quinn tightened his grip around her and the three of them turned until they all lay down in the sand. She smelled the ocean and beach as Quinn kissed her forehead.
“It’s okay, love. Just relax and let us do the work.” The men retreated as one, and then slowly pushed back inside of her body.
Hannah groaned as her muscles stretched. Quinn and Declan felt good, so good. They retreated and advanced once more, and soon her body adjusted to the rhythm.
Hannah tightened her leg over Quinn’s hip as she reached back and touched Declan’s outer thigh. She loved feeling both men move as they filled her. The act was so intimate, so pleasurable. Hannah had suspected from her novels that she was into threesomes, but there was something about this threesome, about Declan and Quinn, that made it that much more special.
The men quickened the pace. Declan kissed and nipped her shoulder and Quinn toyed with her breast as they moved in and out of her body. Hannah closed her eyes and lost herself to her rising desire. Again and again they thrust as the men’s warm breath bathed her skin. They were the perfect mix of earth and spice, beach and sunscreen. Declan began to grunt with each thrust, and Quinn moaned in reply. Together the men assaulted her senses, creating a sense of connectedness that she had never known before.
Hannah groaned as she moved between them. She loved how they took control of her body, each push driving her higher, winding her muscles tighter. Pressure began to build as she raced toward that unseen goal.
The men’s thrusts became harder, faster. They moved in unison, together stroking her until every nerve ending was on fire. Then their thrusts became more animalistic, more erratic. Declan nipped her shoulder. The spark of pain caused something to snap deep inside. Hannah cried out as joy and ecstasy burst through her body. Again and again they filled her, each thrust lengthening her pleasure. She heard Quinn groan as his orgasm overtook him. His fingers tightened into her flesh, and his thrusts became more shallow. Declan soon followed, whispering her name as he pushed himself deep inside her backside.
For a long, beautiful moment, she rode out their pleasure and bathed in their cries. Never had sex felt this good, or this fulfilling. She loved how she could share this moment with the two men who mattered most to her, and hoped it would never end.
After a time, the men’s thrusts slowed and they held her as if they too, didn’t want the moment to end. Hannah listened to their ragged breathing, felt the beads of sweat on their skin, and knew that there was nowhere in the world that she would rather be than between these two men.
Slowly the ecstasy faded and Hannah returned to earth. The men shifted and slowly withdrew from her body. She watched them as they disposed of the condoms and lube, placing them back in the small container around Declan’s neck. Then Declan extended his hand to her. She stared it for a long moment, uncertain.
“What’ wrong, didn’t you enjoy it?” he asked.
“I did. It’s just…” How did one say it? “It’s just that I don’t want this to change anything between us.” There, it was out in the open. She had grown to care for these men during the school year, and the sex tonight had made her feelings deepen. She’d be heartbroken if they walked away from her now.
Declan
lowered his hand. “What do you mean?”
She stood and looked at both of them. “I mean, we’re great friends, and I don’t want there to be anything funny between us.”
“Funny?” Quinn stepped up next to Declan, his forehead wrinkled in confusion.
“Yeah. I know you only meant this to be a good time,” she said. “That’s cool. I don’t want you to think that I’ll expect anything more from you. I’m not one of those women who confuse sex with love.”
Love? Where had that word come from? Hannah could have kicked herself for exposing so much of her feelings.
The men glanced at each other and then returned their gazes on her. Hannah shifted her stance, feeling as if she was under a microscope.
“Ah love,” Declan said after a moment. “I’m sorry, but things have already changed for us.”
Hannah took a step back and hugged her middle. “I see.” She was a disappointment to them. Tears stung her eyes and she blinked them back. Now was not the time to be emotional. She waved her hand in the air. “It’s cool. No worries.” She turned to pick up her bikini, but Declan grabbed her hand, stopping her.
“You don’t understand.” Declan waited for her to straighten and meet his gaze. “You’re special to us, Hannah.”
“Declan and I are looking for a special woman to share our love with. Someone who captivates both of us and accepts our non-traditional relationship.” Quinn approached and stood beside her.
“You have?”
“And I think we’ve finally found her,” Declan said.
“What?” She looked from Quinn to Declan and back again. “It must be the afterglow. You can’t possibly mean that.”
“Why not?” Quinn asked.
“We only had sex once,” she said.
“And it was incredible,” Declan said. “You don’t give yourself enough credit.”
Hannah shook her head in confusion. “But you barely know me.”
“We have known you all year. It’s enough to know that you’re the one we want,” Quinn said.
“But I’m—”
“Beautiful?” said Declan.
“Charming?” Quinn added.
“Funny?” Declan inched closer.
“Stop.” She chuckled. “It’s just that, I don’t know. This is all happening so fast.”
“We understand.” Quinn ran his fingers over her shoulder. “Look why don’t you try things out with us for a while. Date us both and we can continue to explore this connection between us.”
“If you find that being in a permanent threesome isn’t for you, then you can walk away, no questions asked,” Declan added.
A permanent threesome? Did people actually do that in real life? Hannah thought that type of stuff only happened in books. Could she really date both men? She considered each of them in turn.
“What do you have to lose?” Quinn asked.
“Give what we have a chance, Hannah,” Declan added. “Don’t give up before we’ve even started.”
“But it’s so unconventional.”
“The heart wants what it wants,” Quinn said as he held his hands out to his sides.
“And we want you,” Declan said.
“I don’t know.”
“Quinn and I have been in an unconventional relationship for quite some time.” Declan shrugged. “You get used to it and eventually it becomes normal.”
She supposed that was true, and it wasn’t like Hannah was actively looking for approval from anyone. Why not do something that would make her happy?
Seize the moment.
Could she really be in a relationship with both men? The old Hannah would shy away, too scared to take such a risk. If dating Quinn and Declan didn’t work out, it would be twice the heartache and misery. Twice the pain.
But the old Hannah was fading away. The new Hannah had just defended herself from an unwanted lover and had wild, passionate sex with Quinn and Declan. She had seized the moment and now it was time to seize it again.
Didn’t Quinn tell her to not underestimate herself?
Who cared what others thought of their relationship, as long as they were in love?
“Okay,” she said.
“Okay?” Quinn asked.
“Okay, I’ll date both of you and give what we have a chance.”
The men embraced her and she felt their affection infuse her body. It was addictive.
“You’ve made us the happiest guys in the world,” Quinn said.
“And we’ll do everything we can to make sure you don’t regret your decision,” Declan whispered.
Hannah already knew that she wouldn’t regret her decision. For the first time in her life she wasn’t living vicariously through one of her erotic novels, she was experiencing it for herself. This was her decision, and she suspected it was the right one. She cared deeply for both Quinn and Declan, and they cared for her. The men had taught her how to seize the moment and live life to its fullest. Thanks to them, Hannah now had the confidence to handle anything.
Two men were definitely better than one.
~~The End~~
If you liked Two Are Better Than One, then you might like some of my other erotic romances. They can be found on my website. What follows is an excerpt from the fourth book in the Ecstasy Spa series: The Great Escape. The books in this series are loosely connected, and can be read in any order. The Great Escape is the first M/M/F ménage story in the series. Enjoy!
~~The Great Escape~~
Chapter One
“You’re right. She’s amazing.” Marco stood up from the red, velvet couch and walked across the tiled floor to the one-way glass. “Why didn’t you tell me about her before?”
“I did, but you were on your way to some meeting with the Arabs and didn’t have time to talk.” Gianni ran his finger along the glass, as if tracing her curves.
Marco glanced over at his lover. Gi’s dark locks fell in layers around his angular face, and his broad, muscular shoulders were covered by a white, terrycloth robe that ended just above the knee. An image of a blooming flower and the words ‘Ecstasy Spa’ were embroidered in red and gold across his back. Marco knew that Gi was completely naked under that robe, and the knowledge gave him an enormous hard-on.
Marco cleared his throat and tore his gaze away from Gianni’s rough, muscular legs and up to his face. “How long have you been seeing her?”
Gi looked away from the glass and frowned. “I’d never date someone behind your back, tesoro. You know that.”
“I know, Gi.” Although technically it wouldn’t have been behind Marco’s back, since they were separated at the time, but he didn’t want to dwell on that point.
Marco placed his hand on his lover’s shoulder and felt the ripple of muscle. Desire stirred in his lower abdomen and his cock swelled. It had been a long time since he and Gianni had sex. Hard, passionate, mind-numbing sex. There was just too much baggage between them. Marco had a plan to change all of that, however.
“I’m glad you could find comfort and companionship while I was away, even if it was only with one of your clients.” Marco lowered his hand from Gi’s shoulder as regret washed over him. The temporary separation was a stupid idea. So wasn’t Marco’s suggestion that Gi find comfort with his clients at the Ecstasy Spa. Both were both spoken in the heat of the moment. Many things were said before the business trip to Dubai that were based on emotion, not rational thought. Now he couldn’t take those words back.
Deep down, Marco couldn’t blame Gianni for finding comfort in the arms of another. Gi was the type of man who needed to share his life with someone. He was no good alone.
Neither was Marco.
Marco had to go to the Dubai on business. Gi didn’t want him to get on yet another plane and leave him alone for months on end. Words were exchanged, and things were said that neither one of them were proud of. They had both agreed to use the time as a great escape from their on-again, off-again relationship. They were to reevaluate things and decide what, if anything,
they could do to salvage the mess they had made.
Marco had never felt so sick and alone in his life as he did in that empty hotel room in Dubai. It was an enormous relief when, six weeks into the trip, Gianni called him and told him that he felt the same way.
Gi closed his eyes as pain worked its way over his features. “Your idea was for me to find someone for a permanent threesome, not to form attachments to women who may or may not suit our needs.”
“True, but if you discovered that you had certain…affections for this woman, then it would make convincing her that much easier.”
Gianni opened his eyes and turned his back to Marco, but not before Marco caught the wistfulness crossing his features. “It doesn’t matter how I feel about her. It’s against spa policy to date clients.”
“If she agrees, she’ll no longer be your client, but your lover.” Marco turned back to the curvy, auburn-haired beauty and watched her slip a white robe over her nakedness. The markings on the robe matched the ones that Gianni wore. “Our permanent lover,” he whispered.
Marco loved Gi with all of his heart, but something was missing from the relationship. A year ago, he got his lover to admit it too. Since then, they had been on a quest to find a third to satisfy both of their kinky appetites and close the growing gap between them.
When they first started dating they had been so close, but Marco’s hectic business schedule and Gianni’s insecurities and neediness were driving them apart. They had never talked about this growing rift, and Marco had hoped that ignoring it would make it go away. Then right before he left for Dubai, everything came out into the open, and he could no longer deny the truth. If things continued the way they had been for the past year, he’d lose Gianni, and the thought made his chest ache and his stomach turn.
Hopefully, his instincts were right and a threesome would be what they needed to inject new life into their relationship. A new kink and dynamic would make things fresh. Then, after this deal went through with the Arabs, Marco could take some time off and treat Gianni the way he deserved to be treated. The auburn-haired woman too, if everything went according to plan.
