by Calista Fox
From behind her, Vin lifted her thigh, hooking his forearm at the underside of her knee, spreading her legs wide open.
Rogen inched closer to her, so their bodies touched. His hand cupped her breast. His gaze remained locked with hers.
Jewel’s staccato breaths filled the otherwise quiet room.
He said to Vin, “Do it, man.”
The head of Vin’s cock rubbed the opening of her pussy. Teasing her? Preparing her? Both?
“Fuck her,” Rogen urged.
“Yes,” Jewel ground out as the anticipation and the need to feel Vin inside her intensified. “Please, Vin. Now.”
He thrust in.
Hard.
Deep.
Forceful.
“Oh, God!” Jewel called out as sparks flew.
Rogen growled, low and sexy.
Vin stilled. “She’s tight. So damn tight.”
“I know,” Rogen said in a strained tone. “Show me how she likes it with you.”
Jewel gripped Rogen’s shoulders for support. Vin’s cock pulled almost all the way out of her.
“You want it, don’t you, baby?” he whispered.
“Yes,” she said on a broken breath. “Don’t tease me, Vin. Fuck me. I want to feel you, hard and hot inside me.”
He plunged all the way in.
“Vin!”
Her ass ground against his pelvis. His hips bucked and his cock hammered into her, fast and furious. As though he had a point to prove.
That she’d asked for too much? That he wanted Rogen to know how he satisfied her? That he just plain needed to make her come—and come with her?
All of the above?
Jewel couldn’t dissect any of it. With Rogen still staring into her eyes, his thumb toying with her nipple, and Vin thrusting heartily into her, it was a wonder she could recall her own name.
It felt good. So fucking good. In ways she couldn’t yet resolve. Because it was Vin inside her and Rogen suddenly kissing her, as though he couldn’t stand not being joined with her in some physical way.
His hand on her breast skated down her belly and his fingertips massaged her clit, first in a circular motion, engaging her. Then picking up Vin’s tempo and rubbing fervently.
She ended the kiss. It was all too much. All too wonderful. All too insane.
She couldn’t process the sensations, especially as Rogen added to them by tonguing her nipple, then drawing it into his mouth.
Jewel shifted slightly and her arm coiled around Vin’s neck again. He kissed her briefly but kept his attention on fucking her. Wildly. Perfectly. His gaze on her.
Sharp whimpers of desire fell from her parted lips. She wasn’t sure Vin had ever driven so deep into her, and that was saying something.
Rogen’s rugged features were set, tense. His eyes burned. He told Vin, “Pump that cock into her. Damn it, Vin. Fuck her harder. Make her come.”
“Yes,” Jewel begged. “Please. God, Vin, please!”
The heel of Rogen’s hand pressed against her clit, rubbing the entire area, a completely new sensation.
“Rogen,” she gasped. “Harder.” Her hand clutched his, holding him to her, making him push more firmly against her wet, sizzling flesh.
Vin’s fervent fucking rocked her hips, causing her clit to rub more quickly, rhythmically, against Rogen’s hand.
“Oh, God.” It was like nothing she’d ever felt.
Dark, throaty moans leapt from her throat. Her eyes shut. She felt everything inside her tighten. It felt good, so damn incredible. She almost didn’t want to let go. But she had no choice.
The sensations burst wide open and she screamed. Loud.
She shattered to the depths of her soul. Clenched Vin so tight that he lost it, too, and called her name as his cock surged inside her and his body convulsed.
“Oh, yeah,” Rogen said. “Keep her coming.”
Vin’s hips jerked. The heel of Rogen’s hand rubbed. Jewel continued to climax.
The two men drew out every single second. Every ounce of her orgasm.
“Goddamn,” Vin said on a sharp breath. “She squeezes so fucking tight.”
“Feels better than anything, doesn’t it?” Rogen asked in a tone tinged with lust and yearning.
“Yes.”
Jewel’s lids drifted open. She tried to focus on Rogen, but her eyes wouldn’t quite settle. He was staring at her, though, memorizing every stage of her orgasm.
He swallowed hard, the cords of his neck pulling. “You really are insanely beautiful.”
Her fingers grazed his temple and she smiled softly, her heart soaring.
Vin withdrew from her and gently rolled her on her back, the upper part of her body sprawled across his. With Vin still holding her thigh in the crook of his arm, keeping her legs spread, Rogen slowly entered her.
Her pulse jumped. He was a little wider than Vin. Not quite as long. She’d never really noticed the subtle differences until now. But they could account for how she always felt so filled by Rogen. And how Vin always seemed to drive a bit deeper.
She liked that she could catalog the contrasts in her two lovers. That she could pinpoint what specifically stimulated her when each man was inside her. With Vin, it was how he pushed her so damn high with his hard and fast moves. With Rogen, it was that she burned from his sexy, steady pumping.
He targeted that ultra-sensitive spot within her and it was such a phenomenal sensation to feel him stroking, gradually applying more pressure.
The corrugated grooves of his stomach rubbed along her belly, and his lower body melded to hers. Vin released her leg and Rogen draped it over his hips. With Vin’s rigid muscles at her back and his hands now on her breasts, she knew she’d be coming in a matter of minutes.
She glanced at Vin and said, “Kiss me. The way you do when you’re really pissed at me and all those alpha tendencies take control.”
His mouth crashed over hers, as it had when they were in the bathroom at Bristol’s. His tongue thrusting, his kiss hungry, greedy, demanding.
Rogen filled her pussy with his thick cock and he leaned over her, his lips brushing her neck, his teeth tenderly biting.
Yes! she screamed in her head as Vin continued to kiss her.
Her body rocked from Rogen’s solid thrusts. She lifted her hips to meet each one, clutching his shaft, releasing, clutching tighter.
“Yeah, Jewel, like that,” he said against her throat. “Just like that.”
He gripped her ass cheek with one hand while he was propped up on the other elbow. She wanted all of his weight on her but could barely breathe as it was. Still, having him between her legs, feeling his hard body against hers, losing herself in the exciting cadence he set, took her to all-new heights. She knew he felt it, too. Vin as well, because his sizzling kiss intensified, and once again Jewel was flying.
Rogen gave a powerful thrust that pushed her higher. She ripped her mouth from Vin’s.
“Rogen!” She came just as hard as she had with Vin.
“Ah, fuck. Jewel.” Rogen let out a strangled sound. “Fuck, yes. Squeeze my cock.”
Seconds later he erupted inside her, his hot cum filling her, the erotic sensation titillating, exhilarating.
He kept thrusting through his climax. Still filling her. Still moving within her.
“Oh, God. Rogen,” she whispered. “I’m going to come again.”
The release rippled in her core, so sweet and beautiful. Different from the other orgasms that had incinerated her, but in a very alluring way. This one tickled and teased. Made her gasp.
Rogen gave her soft, tender kisses that kept her pulse racing.
When his forehead dropped to her shoulder, she glanced at Vin, who swept strands of damp hair from her temple as she enjoyed every tingle along her skin and straight to her core.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
His jaw clenched briefly. Then Vin nodded. She knew he understood what she was so grateful for—not just for giving her what she’d wanted, bu
t for the gentle gesture.
Both of which she would forever hold close to her heart. Would never forget.
No matter the ramifications she had to face in the morning.
TWELVE
Rogen and Vin had a Board of Directors meeting at the mansion first thing the next morning. One of the reasons neither had stayed over at Jewel’s house in the city. In addition to that, she’d been exhausted. Moreover, the two men needed to work out the new dynamic with Jewel.
Rogen left the meeting when it adjourned, heading to his office on the third floor. Vin followed.
Stepping inside, Rogen unbuttoned his suit jacket and stripped it off. Yanked the tie loose but left it on, in the event his father summoned him for other business.
He whirled around to hang the jacket on the coatrack in the corner and ran smack into Vin’s fist.
Rogen’s head snapped back from the blow.
“What the fuck?!” he erupted as blood from his split lip splattered across his white dress shirt and, goddamn it, his silk tie.
“That’s for telling Jewel about Holly.” Vin shook out his fist. He’d likely end up with bruised knuckles.
“Son of a bitch,” Rogen grumbled. “I forgot how fucking hard you hit.” He dabbed at his lip with two fingers. Pulled them away and stared at the crimson covering his skin.
Vin sauntered over to the wet bar and snagged a few cocktail napkins. He returned to where Rogen stood, still a bit dazed from having his bell rung. Vin handed over the white paper squares.
“I’d apologize,” Vin said, “except that you jacked all our programs by putting ménage ideas into Jewel’s head. What the hell were you thinking?”
“Oh, come on,” Rogen scoffed as he gingerly pressed the napkins to his lip. Winced. Waited a few seconds. Then dropped his arm and said, “You really believe the thought never once crossed her mind?”
Vin raked a hand through his dark hair. “She’s always been a bit on the adventurous side. But she’s never had the look in her eyes that she did last night. It was…” He groaned, apparently at a loss for the right word. So not like Vin.
Therefore, Rogen offered, “Demanding?”
“Yes. And just … so fucking hot.”
“Everything about Jewel is so fucking hot. That’s our problem, man.” Rogen stalked over to his desk. Swiped away more blood, then tossed the napkins in the trash bin. Draped his jacket along the back of his tall executive chair.
“Our problem is that we both fell in love with the same woman,” Vin told him. “At different times of our lives—and sole and separate from each other. Now we’re all reunited.”
Rogen speared his best friend with a pointed look. “Was it sole and separate?”
“Absolutely.” Vin dropped into a black leather chair in front of Rogen’s glass-topped desk. “I was always fond of her when we were kids. That’s nothing new. You understood I’d always felt protective of her, that there was just something about her that made me stick close. You experienced it, too.”
“So what changed?” Rogen asked as he slid into his own seat. “When did it change?”
Vin let out a long breath. “At first, I think it was seeing her so upset that you’d been sent to Trinity. I felt … I don’t know. Like I just wanted to let her cry on my shoulder, even though I didn’t have any answers for her. So I did.”
Rogen’s gut roiled. “I always hated that I’d hurt her by going away.”
“You really didn’t have a choice, Rogen. And she knew it.” Vin reached for a pen from one of the holders on the desk and tapped the end against his crossed leg. “The two of you sort of worked it out, though. You constantly e-mailed, called. Mostly using my phone so no one busted you. And when you came home, you snuck around so that you could see each other. Be together.”
“With your help,” Rogen conceded.
“Because you were both my best friends. At that time, that was all, Rogen. That was what I felt for her.”
“She said your relationship ‘evolved.’ What kind of bullshit term is that?”
Vin gave a partial eyeball roll. “You got me. Except that we were really comfortable and really volatile at the same time. Any little thing could set us off and we’d bicker like an old married couple. But that’d wear us out and we’d go cook something in the kitchen or watch a movie and suddenly everything was back to normal between us.”
“I sensed the underlying sexual tension, when we were teenagers,” Rogen told him, wondering if Vin would fess up or not.
Vin returned the pen to its holder and pushed to his feet. “Jewel came out of the womb beautiful. I’ve seen the pictures. She got to us both, in a lot of different ways. Did I have a fantasy or two about her when we were growing up? Hell, yes. I also had them about Bay and Scarlet. It’s just that Jewel was … Jewel.”
“Yeah,” Rogen said as he rubbed his chin, which only slightly stung, in comparison to his lip. “There’s just something about her. Bold and tenacious. Feisty. Sweet. I don’t fucking know.” He shook his head. “All I know right now is that last night felt like just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to her and the two of—”
“Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Angelini,” Rogen’s assistant, Lane Emerson, came on the intercom of his landline. “You have a call.”
Rogen sighed. “Lane, it’s perfectly acceptable to call me Rogen. ‘Mr. Angelini’ can be reserved for my father.” Rogen had only told her a hundred times in the six months he’d been in the River Cross office.
“Yes, Mr. Angelini. Now, I have a Miss Catalano on line four. Would you like to take it?”
Rogen and Vin exchanged a look. Vin appeared a bit peeved that Jewel had phoned Rogen, not him. Rogen fought the triumphant grin. If they turned this into a competition, there would be worse damage than a split lip and bruised knuckles. He had no doubt.
“Yes, I’ll take it. Thank you, Lane.”
Vin irritably said, “I’ll give you two some privacy.”
“Wait. This could be about our business deal.”
“Which I’m not getting involved with,” Vin reminded him. “Thought I’d made that perfectly clear.”
“I’m also guessing you’ve always believed sharing Jewel for the evening was never an option,” Rogen pointed out. “Way to stick to your guns, bro.”
“Asshole.”
Rogen snickered. “Let’s face it. Since she blew back into our lives, it became an inevitability.” He snatched the receiver and hit the button for line four. “Hey, sweetheart.”
“Hey yourself,” she said in her sultry tone. “I tried Vin’s office, but he’s not there. I wanted to ask him to reconsider his position on helping us.”
Rogen told her, “Vin’s here in my office.”
“Oh, great. Can you put me on speaker?”
He pressed the button and returned the receiver to its cradle. “We’re live.”
“Wonderful.” Her excited tone echoed in the cavernous room. “Hi, Vin.”
“Jewel.”
“I called you first, but apparently the two of you are in a powwow.”
Unlike Rogen, Vin didn’t temper his gloating. “Isn’t that sweet?” he said to Rogen. “She called me first.”
“Wait’ll you hear why,” Rogen lobbed back.
“Get right to it, Jewel,” Vin told her, his shoulders bunching—because he knew she was about to test his resolve.
Rogen was relieved Vin didn’t use a term of endearment with her to piss him off. Although he didn’t miss the tension in Vin’s voice. This was definitely a new dynamic they’d all have to get used to.
“So,” Jewel said, “I have a proposition for the two of you.”
Vin smirked, despite her not being able to see it. “Thought we covered that last night.”
Jewel let out a soft, somewhat anxious-sounding laugh. “That’s not why I’m calling. This is business.”
“Then you don’t need me,” Vin contended. “Call me when you’re looking for someone to hitch your skirt up and take you from—�
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“Vin!” she scolded. “I’m on speaker in my office. With. My. Assistant.”
Rogen snorted.
Unfazed, Vin said, “Fine. What’s the proposition?”
“Well…” She suddenly sounded more tentative. “I was just finalizing some details with Cameron before I head out for the weekend to collect a few items that will lead me to the scotch we need for our deal with Rogen’s father and I thought that maybe you’d like to go with me. Both of you. Rogen, as my business associate. Vin, as our legal counsel.”
“I’m not your legal counsel, Jewel.” He shot Rogen a look and started to mouth, Do not include—
“He’ll come,” Rogen told her. “Vin wouldn’t want me to spend an entire weekend alone with you.” He jerked a brow as he stared at Vin. “Would you?”
“You crazy fucks,” Vin growled. Then said, “My apologies, Cameron.”
“No offense taken,” the assistant replied. “I’m used to it. She has Bayli and Scarlet on speaker all the time. I’m well acclimated.”
“Fantastic,” Vin deadpanned.
“So,” Jewel jumped on Rogen’s hasty decision-making. “I’ll have Cameron e-mail you both the itinerary. We leave at one o’clock from CE’s private hangar. I anticipate we’ll be back on Tuesday.”
“Okay by me,” Rogen said. Then considered that perhaps he was getting ahead of himself. He and Vin should probably talk this out. Rogen did not think of their threesome as a mere fling, like all the others. This was Jewel. Their ultimate fantasy woman. A woman he could actually envision them having a permanent relationship with.
Question was, could Jewel handle that sort of arrangement?
Rogen mentally shook his head. He had no answers and it was entirely possible they were all digging a deeper hole for themselves. But the idea of a long weekend with Jewel was too enticing to pass up.
Damn, it’d been exciting watching Vin fuck her. Seeing her so caught up in lust, listening to her moan, stroking her clit, staring into her eyes when she came … That had all been seriously arousing. Had made Rogen harder than ever before. And knowing they were both giving her something she’d never had … well, that had been damn thrilling, too.
