by Marla Monroe
Chapter Nine
It was nearly nine when Tessa heard the rumble of a motorcycle outside the house. Tag had finally come back. She’d been so scared he wouldn’t. He still had his apartment over the shop that he hadn’t completely moved out of yet. Everything had happened so fast. That was the entire problem. They’d rushed into the relationship instead of going slow. While she’d been avoiding them and trying to keep her mind off of how sexy they were, they’d been actively pursuing her, trying to break through her defenses. To them, she’d been theirs for nearly a year. That was how things had gone to hell so fast. They were ready for the next step when she hadn’t even taken the first one yet.
Tessa looked over where Zander sat on the couch. They’d talked some, but both of them felt like Tag needed to be there before they talked more. First, though, she needed to apologize to Tag and get things between them straight. She stood up from the couch and looked down at Zander.
“It’s late. Let’s talk more tomorrow. I’ve got to go to work in the morning and so do you two. Let me talk to Tag for a few minutes and then we’ll come to bed, okay?” She hoped he’d understand and not feel left out. Damn she didn’t know how to handle this.
Zander smiled and stood up. Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her then released her. His smile eased the worry inside her chest that he’d be upset.
“Everything is going to be fine, Tessa. You and Tag clear things up and then come to bed. I’ll be waiting on you,” he said.
“Thanks, Zander.”
“For what?” He frowned.
“For understanding that Tag and I needed to do this. For taking care of me earlier,” she said.
He ran one finger down the side of her face. “Kitten. I’ll always take care of you and there’s nothing to understand about Tag. We’re all going to have issues at times and need separate times to make up. I’m fine. Now go see about the big guy.”
She smiled and walked toward the kitchen just as she heard the back door open then close. When she walked in, Tag was just coming through the doorway from the laundry room. He stopped when he saw her, quickly focusing on some point over her head. Tessa could almost feel the tension pour off of him in waves. She’d done this to him. She’d upset him and made him feel uncomfortable with her. That she had that much power of someone like him, big, alpha, and normally so self-confident amazed her. It frightened her a bit, too.
“I was worried about you. I’m glad you’re home,” she said as a greeting.
Neither one of them moved from their spots across the room from each other. Tessa figured she needed to make the first move. She’d been the one to freak out. She’d overreacted and could admit it now that she’d thought about it. Maybe not about the basement thing, but that was an entirely different conversation that all three of them needed to have.
“Tag. I’m sorry,” she said, taking a step toward him.
His head jerked down so that he met her eyes at last. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for, baby girl. I came on way too strong. I knew better, but having you here in our home, one we built with you in mind, went to my head. I’m the one who’s sorry.”
“What? You built this house while you knew me?” she asked, blown away by the idea.
“Yeah, I guess we forgot to mention that, just like we forgot to talk about everything else. Zander and I drew up the plans and went to an architect to get it perfect for you.” He moved closer until his body was only inches from hers. “We knew you were for us the first time we saw you, Tessa. It just took you some time to figure out that we were all yours. And we are.”
“I–I don’t know what to say. I can’t believe that you built this place expecting me to move in with you and we weren’t even seeing each other at the time,” she said, her head still reeling.
“But we were, baby. We saw you most every day, making sure you were safe and drinking in your beauty. We could tell by the way you were around us and other men that you’d been hurt in the past. We just didn’t know the particulars. I guess we should have asked before we built the damn playroom in the basement,” he said with his signature half grin. “But we can change that.”
“Don’t,” she said. “I mean you don’t have to change where it is. It really isn’t going to make that much difference in the long run. I’m the one who has to change, or at least get a handle on my reactions.”
Tag cupped her face between his hands and leaned down to kiss her. She relished the feel of his lips as they brushed hers then pressed harder for a deeper kiss. Tessa relaxed into him and opened her mouth, accepting his tongue as he tentatively, almost shyly tested his welcome. God, he could kiss. He knew just how to tease her into pressing closer to him. A moan surprised her when she realized it had come from her.
When he slowly pulled back, she had to gasp for air. To her surprise, he was breathing just as heavily in an effort to catch his breath. The most amazing thing happened. He smiled, really smiled. Both sides of his mouth curved up for a brief moment before he pulled her fully into his arms to squeeze her.
“No more jumping the gun. We take things slow and easy. I can’t stand seeing that look on your face again, baby girl. It broke something inside of me because I knew it was my fault you had it.”
“Tag—” she began
“Shh, Tessa. It’s behind us now.” He shifted and suddenly she was in his arms. “Let’s go to bed. I’ll bet you twenty dollars Zander is pacing in the bedroom and is going to try and dive into the bed when he hears us.”
Tessa could just see the bald tattooed hunk doing just that. She giggled. “I’m not taking that bet ‘cause you’d win.”
“Don’t make a sound. We’ll catch him at it,” Tag whispered as he carried her out of the kitchen.
He eased down the hall, making sure to stay as quiet as possible. When they reached the doors to the master bedroom, Tag carefully set her down and held one finger to his lips for her to remain quiet. She smiled, enjoying this playful side of Tag she hadn’t seen before.
The big man carefully eased the door open and they both peeked inside to find Zander standing in the middle of the room with his back to them. The sight of his naked body had Tessa’s hormones kicking up. When he started pacing, she nearly gasped at the way the muscles in his ass tightened and released. She actually caught herself with her mouth open starting to drool. Snapping it shut, she looked up to see Tag smirk down at her. Then he held up two fingers and nodded. They were going in on the count of two.
She barely had time to prepare herself before he shoved the doors wide, catching Zander in midturn as he headed for the big bed. He made a flying leap, landing face-first on top of the mattress where he’d already turned back the covers. Tessa couldn’t hold back her laughter at the site of him trying to climb under the covers. It was obvious that he hadn’t realized they were already in the room when he’d made his swan dive.
“Told you. I’d be twenty dollars richer if you were a betting woman,” Tag said. “Look at him rolling around like a juicy earthworm trying to scoot under the ground before the hungry robin catches him.”
Tessa laughed so hard and so long her stomach hurt and she had tears streaming down her face. Zander had looked a little like a worm trying to scoot under the covers and pull them up all at the same time. She hadn’t laughed that much since she’d been a teenager. She doubted she’d had this much fun since then either.
“Oh, my god, Zander,” she hiccoughed. “Tag’s right. You dove for the bed like you were trying to make it to first base before the ball.”
“Get your fanny undressed and in this bed, kitten. I’ll show you what earthworms like to do in their spare time.” Zander wiggled his eyebrows, sending her into another spat of laughter at the picture he made doing that with a bald head.
“Dude. Don’t do that. Seriously. It’s creepy,” Tag told him.
“Do what?” his friend asked, looking for all the world as if he didn’t have a clue.
“That thing you just did with the fuzzy cate
rpillars over your eyes.”
Zander grabbed Tessa when she got close enough that he could reach her. “What’s he talking about, Tessa?”
Before she could explain, though, Zander had pulled her over his lap on the bed. While he started pulling on the shorts she’d had on in an attempt to tug them down her legs, Tag had encircled her wrists and was holding her still. She gasped, still laughing, and tried to get control of herself so she could fuss at them.
“I can undress, guys. You don’t have to do it for me.” She giggled.
“You were taking too long,” Zander groused. He had her shorts down to her ankles and was working on her panties now. “Tag, pull her closer to you so I can reach her feet. I’ve got to get her damn shoes off.”
“Got her.” Tag hauled her across the bed until she was lying face down over his lap. Her mouth in an excellent spot for revenge. “What the fuck?”
Tag let go of her wrists to snag a handful of her hair while cupping her cheek with the other. She had a mouthful of Tag and wasn’t letting go.
“What’s wrong, man?” Zander asked as he struggled with her shoes.
“Hell, no. She’s got my fucking dick between her teeth over here. Whatever you do, don’t make her mad, Z. I’m begging ya, man.” Tag’s deep, growly voice curled Tessa’s toes, which added to Zander’s problems getting her shoes off.
The other man stilled. “You’re kidding. Really? She’s biting your cock? Wonder what would happen if I started tickling her?”
“Don’t you fucking dare!” Tag roared.
Tessa had to let go of her prize or choke as she started laughing all over again. It gave Tag the opening he needed to almost rip himself out from under her to stand next to the bed with both hands covering his crotch.
“You had your jeans on,” she pointed out, still snuffling. “There was no way I was going to be able to really hurt you trying to bite through denim, Tag.”
“I’m no fool. I wasn’t taking any chances. Maybe we need to put a muzzle on her at night, Z. I’m sort of fond of my junk.” Tag pulled off his boots while holding on to the headboard then jerked off his socks.
“She’ll behave. Won’t you kitten? No biting Tag’s cock while he’s asleep,” Zander said in a mock stern voice.
She just grinned. Maybe everything would work out after all. Both men seemed intent on trying. To see these two macho He-men clowning around like kids and all for her benefit did something to her. Less than a second later, it hit her. She was falling in love with them. Despite everything that had happened that day, Tessa knew in her heart that she was more than halfway already. Knowing this gave her an even bigger incentive to make it work between them. Leaving now would definitely break her heart.
* * * *
Zander sighed as they settled Tessa between them in the bed. Relief when Tessa had started laughing had nearly made him lightheaded. He’d been fairly confident that Tag would make things right between them, but he’d worried that they would have taken two steps back and have to work their way forward again. Instead they’d been warned to take things slow and cherish every minute with her.
Once Tag had finally elicited a solemn promise from Tessa that she wouldn’t pull a Bobbitt with her teeth while he was sleeping, the big man agreed to come to bed. Zander was still having to fight to keep from laughing.
One touch of Tessa’s twitching ass as she moved to get comfortable smothered any lingering impulse to laugh. Instead, all of his attention moved to the way her hot skin felt against his stirring cock. Blood rushed to the dozing organ until it stood tall and proud, anxious to be useful. Zander was just as anxious.
Without a word, he leaned closer and shifted her hair to the side to expose her soft shoulder and neck. With the night light on in the bathroom, Zander could see just enough to make out the curve of her shoulder and that’s where he zeroed in on. She hummed softly as he stroked her skin with his tongue. When he lightly grazed his teeth over the spot where her neck met her shoulder, she moaned.
Zander couldn’t help pressing his engorged dick against the crack of her ass and moving so that it slid up and down to tease her. Hell, more than likely it was teasing him more than it was her. He couldn’t wait to sink his cock deep into her ass. He knew she’d burn him alive. But she needed care and they needed to prepare her first. He’d never hurt her if he could help it.
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing over there, Z man, but don’t stop,” Tag said then groaned deep. “Ah hell, baby girl. You’re killing me.”
“Tessa, suck his cock for me. I want to play with this sweet ass,” Zander said.
When she didn’t hesitate before moving to comply, Zander thought he’d come just knowing she’d followed his orders. Hell, she was dangerous to his sanity. It gave him a heady feeling that she’d trusted him without thinking. He would make damn sure she felt nothing but pleasure at his hands.
He watched as Tag moved as well so she could reach his shaft. Their sweet Tessa ran her tongue all over his friend’s cock before sucking on the crown hard enough that Tag groaned and dug his fingers into her scalp. Zander smiled. She would have the other man going crazy soon enough. He needed to concentrate on preparing her ass for his cock.
Reaching over to the nightstand, Zander pulled open the drawer and grabbed a bottle of lube. He’d chosen one that had a little deadening quality to it to ease her into anal sex. He had no idea if she’d ever had it before, but even if she had, it hadn’t been recently, and taking two men as opposed to one was different.
He massaged her ass cheeks, enjoying how plump and soft they were. He couldn’t wait to redden them with the palm of his hand, but that was for another time.
Concentrate, Z. I can’t afford to fuck this up. She’s the one for us. I don’t want her to ever feel afraid with us. She should never doubt our love for her.
Zander smiled. Yeah, love. They loved her. He didn’t have to ask his buddy to know that Tag loved her just as much as he did. They hadn’t really put it into words, but knowing she was the one for them pretty much said it all. Theirs.
Tag’s head was thrown back now as Tessa took the man’s thick cock to the back of her throat, her fist wrapped around the base while her other hand cupped his balls. No doubt about it. His friend was in heaven. Zander wanted to be there right along with him.
With that thought in his head, Zander dribbled the lube he’d been holding in his hand to warm it down the crack of her ass. She didn’t even flinch as it hit her skin. He dragged it down to her back entrance and rubbed it around the star-shaped hole until the muscles surrounding it relaxed just the tiniest bit. Adding more lube, Zander pressed one fingertip against the opening and slowly pushed inward until the tip of his finger moved through and he was able to sink his finger a good inch inside of her. She didn’t resist and never stopped licking and sucking on Tag’s cock.
“You’re doing so good, kitten. Tag looks like he’s fighting to keep from coming. Torture him good, sweetness,” Zander told her.
She hummed around Tag’s cock, causing the big man to hiss and squeeze his eyes closed. Yeah, she had his friend by the balls all right. Zander chuckled and slowly pumped his finger in and out of Tessa’s sweet asshole, going deeper with each short thrust. He couldn’t help but grin as she easily took his finger all the way to the webbing. Her soft moan told him she was doing fine.
Zander pulled free of the tight confines of her ass and added more lube before slowly inserting two fingers, making sure to go slow and give her time to relax after each small push deeper into her hot back hole. Fuck, she was tight. Hot and tight. He’d never last once he got inside of her. It would be a miracle if he ever managed to hold out long enough to give her an orgasm without stimulating her clit.
“Damn, baby girl. You’re killing me. Zander, whatever you’re doing now must feel damn good to her. She’s going to suck my dick clean off. Hurry, man, or I’m out of this.” Tag’s voice sounded as if he’d swallowed glass.
“She’s fucking
tight back here, Tag. I don’t want to hurt her,” he said.
Tessa pulled off of Tag’s cock and looked over her shoulder at Zander. “It feels good. I’ve never had two men before, but I have had anal sex. I never liked it, but then no one ever played with me first either. Fuck me, Zander. I can handle it.”
Zander nearly lost it as she returned to sucking Tag’s cock. He pumped her ass with both fingers until he felt as if she were loose enough.
“Okay, kitten. Climb on Tag’s cock and take him for a ride,” he told her.
“Condom, Z. I need a condom.” Tag reminded him that they needed to have that serious talk soon.
He snagged the condoms from the bedside table and handed one to his friend. Then he hurried to the bathroom to wash his hands before returning to don his own rubber and lube up. The sight of Tessa slowly lowering her body over Tag’s stiff dick had his own shaft jerking in response. He’d be sheathed in her tight ass soon enough. Once she had settled flush against Tag’s pelvis, both of them let out harsh breaths.
“Holly hell, baby girl. You’re so freaking hot. Hot and wet all around my cock. I’m going to die trying to hold off my climax, Tessa,” Tag told her.
“You feel so good inside of me. You hit every sensitive spot inside of me,” she said then wiggled, making Tag groan.
“Be still, tease. Let Z man get inside that tight ass of yours. We’ll do all the work. All you have to do is take it—take us.”
Zander made sure to add more of the lubricant to Tessa’s winking back hole before aligning the crown of his throbbing cock with the tiny opening mere inches from where Tag was buried inside her sweet cunt. The anticipation of what it would feel like wrapped tightly in hot wet Tessa was killing him. He gently pressed at her back to get her to lie over Tag’s chest so he could control his entry. There would be no pain if he had anything to do with it. Their Tessa deserved only pleasure.
