Three of a Kind

by Jess Dee

  The temperature in the room shot up by at least fifty degrees. This was not good news. Not good news at all. Especially not to a woman who wanted these two men in a way no woman should want two men. “And you decided I didn’t need to know this little bit of information?”

  “Pretty much.” Jay stood and walked over to her.

  Every one of her senses clicked to hyper alert. “We can’t play if there are only three of us.”

  “Oh, we can play,” Hunter assured her, “just not poker.”

  Julia’s stomach lurched.

  “You’ve been avoiding me this week,” Jay said, stepping up close. So close, his breath stirred through her hair.

  “Me too. I called a couple of times, but you never answered.” Hunter moved to stand behind her. “It’s not nice to be ignored.”

  A thrill of awareness shot through her. “I…I texted you.” Her protest came out weak. Once again she was sandwiched between them. She had to clear her throat to speak. “You guys, uh, surprised me at the last game,” she confessed, knowing her face was bright pink. “Avoiding you was easier than talking about…what we did.”

  “What did we do?” Jay asked. His lips whispered over her cheek.

  Hot chills ran up her spine. “Th…this.”

  “Did you like it?” Hunter’s mouth was at her ear, his teeth grazing her lobe.

  “I—” Lord, how could she tell them she’d loved it when she knew she shouldn’t have done it? When she had to avoid doing it again?

  Hunter let out a soft breath. The warm air caressed her neck. “You…what?”

  A hand crept up her thigh and under the hem of her miniskirt. She had no idea whose hand it was, but its touch generated a massive outbreak of gooseflesh over her butt and legs.

  “It was interesting,” she conceded at last, doing her best to keep cool. Unfortunately her breath came out in soft pants, and her breasts had tightened against Jay’s chest, her nipples proof that the men’s actions affected her—yet again.

  Jay chuckled. “As interesting as this?” Another hand touched her other leg. This one was bigger than the first one, the touch a little cooler, and its fingers skimmed over her thigh and up to her hip.

  Do not cross the line!

  God help her, she needed to step away. Needed to extricate herself from the deluge of testosterone that muddled her thoughts and jammed her senses. Needed to look her parents in the eye tomorrow and the next day and the day after that. She put her hands against Jay’s chest to push him away but grabbed his shirt and clung for dear life instead.

  Heat zinged between her legs, and she would have moaned out loud had her mouth not been taken by Jay’s in a heart-pounding kiss.

  Hunter pressed his lips to her neck, covering it with sweet, sensual kisses.

  How could she resist? How could she push either of them away? For four months she’d been unable to choose one over the other, and here they were taking the choice away from her. Here they were offering her another solution altogether.

  She loved two men, and both seemed determined to be with her. How could she not accept them?

  Then again, how could she? What would happen to the three of them if she slept with both men at the same time?

  But why did kissing them both feel so incredible? So right? Perhaps this was what fate had had in store for her all along. Perhaps she’d never been able to choose one because they were both her destiny.

  Bullshit. No woman was graced with two men as her destiny. Not in this day and age, in which she and almost every woman she knew, whether career-oriented or not, was raised to want marriage and the customary two-point-six children.

  Jay ran his tongue over hers, nipped her lower lip and pulled away.

  Aw, fuck. Who cared what every other woman she knew wanted? She yanked at his shirt, pulling him right back to her, and kissed him again.

  Hunter growled in her ear. “It’s time to up the stakes.”

  As Jay continued to bamboozle her with exquisite kisses, Hunter moved with a shuffle behind her. The next thing she knew something warm and moist touched the back of her thigh, just below the edge of her skirt.

  She trembled. Hunter was on his knees, teasing her legs with his mouth. So focused was she on his seduction and Jay’s kiss that she failed to notice the large hand had moved from her hip. It was now on her breast, stroking from the bottom, molding over the curve and caressing her taut nipple.

  She groaned against Jay’s lips.

  Shit. She should not be doing this.

  Hunter pushed her skirt up, and his mouth moved over her thigh, heading towards her buttock. When he reached it, he gave a gentle nip.

  She jumped. Never mind upping the stakes, Hunter was upping her heart rate to a good sixty million beats per minute.

  She should leave now, before temptation shoved her right over that line she’d drawn. She should leave with her reputation intact and her heart still in one piece. She pulled away from Jay, preparing to stop all action, but Jay took the opportunity to begin unbuttoning her blouse.

  Begin? He was finished before she could draw her next breath. Her shirt hit the floor, followed quickly by her bra, and still Julia hadn’t found the voice to protest.

  “Christ, Jules,” Jay whispered, and trailed his fingertips over her heaving breasts. “You’re gorgeous.”

  Her breath caught. Damn it, she had to get out of there. Before she demanded they strip off their clothes and press their naked flesh against hers. Both of them.

  “Boys, please—” Her request went unfinished. Hunter’s tongue delved between the cheeks of her butt and she lost the will to protest.

  A flood of moisture pooled in her pussy, and she twisted her hips, widening her stance to give Hunter better access. Common sense warned her the action was foolish, but with each shaky breath she took, that common sense faded into oblivion, replaced by a deep-seated need. A hunger that wouldn’t quit. A yearning that had begun for Jay a year ago and increased exponentially when she’d met Hunter eight months later. The desire now burned within, a flame that couldn’t be extinguished—no matter how much logic dictated she walk away.

  She wanted more. More than the touch of the two men. She ached to feel their naked flesh against hers. Both of them were still clothed, while little by little, her garments disappeared.

  She tugged on Jay’s shirt until he hauled it off.

  With a sharp intake of air, Julia registered the sensation of skin against skin, of soft, curly hair against her sensitized nipples.

  Hunter’s mouth landed on the thin strap of her thong. He traced the material with hot kisses punctuated by moist licks. Down he went, drawing her butt cheeks apart, dipping his tongue where his lips couldn’t reach, trailing it over her tender anus and further, until he found her saturated crotch.

  She gave a soft sigh as Hunter inhaled, and then his mouth was on her pussy, the lace of her thong the only barrier between his scorching lips and her aching core.

  Before she could appreciate the impact of his mouth he’d scooted away, leaving her bereft.

  “Hunter…” she complained.

  “Jay.” Hunter’s voice echoed with the same desire that ricocheted through her body. “We need to switch places. Now.”

  Cool air breezed over bare skin and then Jay stood behind her, his chest pressed against her back as Hunter knelt at her feet. He shoved her skirt above her hips and rolled her thong down her legs. Instead of rolling the thong right back up and walking away like she should have, she kicked the underwear aside.

  Thunderstruck by the intensity of her arousal, Julia stood still as the two men put their game plan into action. Jay turned her head to the side and took her mouth in another knee-trembling kiss as his hands found her breasts. Hunter buried his face between her legs, found her clit and sucked it into his mouth, laving it with his tongue.

  Unbri
dled pleasure washed through her. How on earth could she stand like this—between two men—feeling wanton and wicked and desperate for more, when she should be shy, inhibited and awkward, and searching for a means of escape?

  She wound one hand through Hunter’s hair, letting the silky strands trickle through her fingers. The other hand she clamped over Jay’s, holding it over her breast.

  Moisture trickled down her inner thigh, and Hunter released her clit to lap at her juices. He followed the rivulets upstream, found its source, and licked her slick folds before dipping his tongue into her pussy.

  Julia began to tremble. Perhaps, just for this one night she could give in to her lust and desire and greed and enjoy two of them. Just this once. No one beside the three of them need ever know about it.

  Jay released her mouth. “Is it good?” he whispered before nipping her earlobe.

  Her only reply was a sensual moan.

  Jay flicked his thumb over her nipple. “Christ, Jules, I’ve waited a long time to hold you naked in my arms.”

  Hunter ran his tongue up to her clit where he swirled it around. “Mmm,” he agreed, and she got the distinct impression his hot breath steamed against her pussy. “Me too.”

  “You…you have?” Astonishment didn’t begin to describe her response. “B-both of you?” she managed to gasp out.

  “Can’t speak for Hunter. But me? Fuck, yeah.” Jay nuzzled her chin.

  “You taste even better than I thought you would,” Hunter told her. “And I’ve thought about this often.” He buried his tongue as deep in her channel as it would go, while Julia’s knees trembled beneath her.

  Jay dropped his free hand to her ass and brushed his fingers over her crease. She burrowed back into his touch.

  “I’ve fantasized about being with you since that first lunch,” Jay told her. He slipped one digit between her butt cheeks. “Watching you eat…” He swallowed. “All I could think about was how your mouth would feel on my dick.”

  Dear God, he’d wanted her for as long as she’d wanted him. Not that knowing would have helped back then. Jay had been involved with someone else. “I-I wondered the…same thing,” Julia confessed. Lying to herself, or either of them, seemed impossible under the circumstances. “About…both of you.”

  Hunter groaned and focused his attention back on her clit.

  Jay swore under his breath, and his finger found her anus.

  Julia’s tremble moved up to full-blown shivering. Jay slipped his finger in her pussy and then bought it back to her ass, now wet and lubricated with her own cream. He massaged the tight ring of muscle until she relaxed enough for him to dip his finger inside.

  Any last-minute concerns flew out the window. She crossed over the invisible line as clearly as if she’d taken a physical step. Later she’d cross back. For this moment in time, being here with both men was right. Afterwards she’d face the repercussions of her impulsive actions, but for now she couldn’t give a flying hoot. She wanted Jay and Hunter. And God help all three of them, they seemed intent on having her.

  “Shit,” Hunter gasped. “That is so damn hot.” He moved his head away and slipped his own finger inside her pussy. Then he added another—and watched as she twisted first this way then that, desperate to take the men in deeper.

  Hunter licked his lips. “Is this what you want, Four Eyes? Both of us in you at the same time?”

  Julia tried to answer, but couldn’t. Jay had added another finger in her ass and it burned.

  “It’s okay,” Jay whispered. “Take a minute to get used to the stretch.” He tweaked her nipple, sending darts of pleasure through her chest.

  Julia nodded and breathed around the pain. Slowly it subsided and she relaxed into Jay’s touch. Relaxed enough to clench her ass around his two fingers, and her pussy around Hunter’s two. “Ah. This gives new meaning to the term holding two pairs.” She sighed with pleasure.

  Jay chuckled. “That’s it, baby,” he encouraged her. “Hold us inside you.”

  Hunter pumped his fingers into her and licked her clit. “Is it what you want, Jules?” he asked again. “Our hands?”

  Julia writhed between the two men. “Oh, it’s what I want,” she answered, out of breath. “This—and so much more.”

  Hunter stared up at her. “Tell us about the so much more.”

  Julia would have dropped her head back against Jay’s chest but she couldn’t stop herself from looking at Hunter. He looked criminally sexy on his knees. His mouth was wet with her juices, and his hand disappeared between her legs. “I want everything, Blondie.” She bit at her swollen bottom lip. “I want you to lick me, over and over again, like I’ve imagined you would—so many times.”

  Hunter’s pupils dilated.

  Julia felt another pull of desire. “I want you to lick me while your fingers are inside me. Your fingers and Jay’s.”

  Hunter wasted no time. He lowered his face again and ran his tongue over her clit, up and down, round and round, gentle at first and then with more pressure. At the same time he pumped his fingers into her, waiting for Jay to pull out before he pushed in.

  Julia panted with delight. God, this was better than any of the fantasies she’d ever allowed herself. This was real. “That…that’s not all.” She hesitated for a heartbeat. “W…would you guys be willing to split the pot, so to speak?”

  Jay groaned in her ear. “What are you asking, Jules?”

  Julia swallowed down the nerves that had formed a lump in her throat. “I…I…want you to fuck me. Both of you. At the same time.”

  Hunter made a noise that emanated from somewhere deep in his throat. “Sweetheart, if you’re the pot, I’ll take you any way I can get you.”

  “Christ,” Jay breathed. “Me too.” He scissored his fingers in her ass, stretching her, promising her.

  Their eagerness to up the ante emboldened her. “Blondie?” she said to Hunter, who’d resumed his exquisite attack on her pussy.

  He lifted his head again, focusing his big brown eyes on her face.

  “I want you in my ass. All of you. Every inch, buried balls-deep.”

  He licked his lips and then nodded. “I want me in your ass too, Four Eyes. Every last inch.”

  A shiver of anticipation sent a fresh set of goosebumps skittering over her skin. She twisted her head around to see Jay. “And you,” she said in a scratchy voice, “you I want in my pussy. Deep in my pussy. Way deeper than your fingers could ever reach.”

  “Whenever you’re ready,” Jay said hoarsely. “Just say the word.”

  “I’m ready,” Hunter gasped.

  Jay chortled. “I was talking to Jules.”

  “I know,” Hunter said and licked her like a man ravenous for a good meal.

  “I’m ready,” Julia agreed. Either that—or she was going to come, and if she exploded now, it would be a long time before she could summon up the energy to start again. Jay and Hunter had her so hot, her orgasm was sure to hit with monumental force.

  “Oh, Jesus.” Jay’s voice was rough enough to be nonexistent. “This is gonna happen. We’re really gonna do it.”

  Instead of disagreeing, Julia asked, “Do you have any condoms?”

  Hunter gave her a final kiss on her clit and drew away. “A box full,” he said as he stood. “In my bedroom.”

  Before she could head in that direction, Hunter kissed her. A full, open-mouthed kiss that made her dizzy. He tasted of man and of Hunter and of sex—her sex, and she drank from him thirstily. Then she turned to Jay and kissed him in the same fashion. Her head swam, her body burned and desire tugged her between her legs, making her moan into Jay’s mouth.

  “Bedroom. Now!” Hunter demanded, ending the kiss.

  She followed Hunter through the house, watching as he stripped his clothes off along the way. His shirt came first, followed by his jeans and boxers, which he kicked
off as he reached his bedroom door. Julia stopped to take in the firmness of his extraordinary butt, and noticed a faded, thin scar that ran along one cheek.

  Jay walked into her from behind, distracting her.

  The feel of hot flesh against her bare bottom told her he’d pulled off his own pants on the way. His rigid cock poked her spine, leaving tiny drops of moisture on her back.

  “Boys,” she said in a throaty voice. “I need you to fuck me. Now.”

  Jay lifted her up from behind and carried her to Hunter’s bed. He laid her down and knelt on the floor in front of her.

  “My turn,” he said, and dipped his head to lick her pussy.

  “Hunter!” Julia groaned in desperation as sensation hit her. “Damn it, get that condom on, or it’ll be over before you’re even inside me.” Shoot, she was close. So bloody close she wasn’t sure she could hold on.

  Hunter turned to her. His proud erection stood thick between his legs. It was slightly curved and sheathed with a condom. In his hand he held a tube of lubricant and a second condom.

  On second thought, she would hold on. She’d do anything to get that cock inside her.

  “It’s on, Four Eyes,” he assured her and sat on the bed. “You chose well. I’m an ass man,” he said, and proceeded to coat his condom with lube. “Nothing I’d like more than to explore your hot back end with my dick.”

  Julia clenched her ass, wanting nothing more than for Hunter to fuck her from behind.

  Jay released her clit from his heavenly mouth. “And I am more than happy to take possession of your pussy, Jules. Permanently.” His eyes shone with heated promise.

  Okay, there was something she wanted more than Hunter fucking her from behind: Hunter fucking her from behind while Jay fucked her from the front.

  Sweet heaven. If Julia got much wetter she’d slide right off the bed.

  Hunter tossed the second condom to Jay and lay down on his back. He idly pumped his dick, spreading the lube all over it.

  Julia’s mouth watered.

  “Come here, Four Eyes,” he said in a wicked voice. “Come straddle my chest and show me that tempting ass.”