Don't Fight It: Hazard Falls Book 1

by Samantha A. Cole

  “Well, when you let Bridget have it, make sure I have front row seats. I hate that conniving bitch.”

  So did Tuck.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Three nights later, sitting in the family room, Paige folded Arianna’s laundry while Shane finished the dishes, and Tucker put their little girl to bed. Paige was still in shock that Bridget had contacted the press. As far as she knew, the conniving bitch had no idea the word was out she was behind the reporters invading Hazard Falls, and for now, Shane and Tucker wanted to keep it that way. The only others in the loop were Lane and Nicole. The latter had been told because Shane had her doing a little research for him. He was hell bent on a little revenge, and, honestly, Paige was happy about it. She knew he wouldn’t harm Bridget, but there were other ways to retaliate—ways that would make the woman regret ever putting a target on Paige’s back.

  After the basket of clothes was empty, Paige noticed some of Ari’s homework was still sitting on the coffee table. She picked up the girl’s knapsack from the floor and put the pages into their proper places. Pulling out the teacher’s communication folder, Paige checked to see if there were any new notifications. There was a consent form for an upcoming class trip that either Shane or Tucker had to sign. Reading through it, Paige noticed the school was looking for volunteer chaperones to accompany the class to a place called the Native American Village, about fifty minutes away from Hazard Falls. It looked like a fun trip. Apparently, it was an indoor and outdoor museum of sorts, showing the students how the Native Americans had lived before they lost their land to the settlers who’d taken over. There were teepees and artifacts, demonstrations on basket weaving and cooking, and plenty of other activities and sights for the children to learn from.

  Leaving the consent form on the table, Paige stood and walked into the kitchen, but stopped short when she saw Tucker and Shane making out by the sink. Damn, that was so fucking hot to watch. Over the past few days, the men had been seducing Paige—that was the only way to describe it. Whenever they could, one or the other had cornered her, kissing her, getting her all hot and bothered, and making her scream in ecstasy, but never at the same time. Shane had told her they wanted her comfortable with them as individuals before taking her as a couple. She highly suspected the men had been having sex with each other every chance they could, because neither had had sex with her, despite her begging. They’d been driving her crazy with passion but had only gotten her off with their hands and mouths. Neither had let her return the favor. And damn it, she wanted to. She wanted more. Never in her life had she thought of being with two men at once—in reality, not a fiction-induced fantasy—but now she could dream of nothing but.

  Shane’s big hands were in his husband’s hair as he held his head where he wanted it. His tongue was fucking Tucker’s mouth, eliciting soft moans of delight. Meanwhile, Tucker’s hands were clutching Shane’s hips as he ground their groins together. Paige was frozen in place, feeling herself grow wet as she stared at the erotic scene before her. Her nipples hardened, almost to the point of pain.

  As if sensing her in the room, Shane lifted his head, and his lust-filled gaze found hers. Tucker’s wasn’t far behind. Shane grinned at her. “Like what you see, darlin’?”

  Unable to find her voice, Paige just nodded. Both men had shifted their stances, and the sweatpants they were wearing did nothing to hide their mutual arousal.

  “Want to join us?”

  Fuck, yeah! She wanted that more than anything right now.

  She didn’t verbally answer, and she wasn’t sure if she’d given him a non-verbal response either, but his smile widened. Taking a step back, Shane gestured toward Tucker. “Come and take my place.”

  Her eyes narrowed. Was he going to leave? She didn’t want him to.

  Apparently reading her mind, Tucker chuckled. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, he’s not leaving. You’ll find Shane likes to watch for a bit before joining in on the action. Come here.”

  When he held his hand out to her, she found her feet moving toward him. She placed her hand in his and felt a jolt of electricity. With one final glance at Shane, Paige stepped into Tucker’s embrace. His mouth descended on hers, and she was instantly transported to Heaven. His smooth lips were a combination of soft and hard. She moaned when his tongue darted out and demanded entry into her mouth. When she parted her lips, he didn’t hesitate, sweeping in to taste her. His hands caressed her back on their way down to her ass. But instead of settling over her yoga pants, he dipped his hands below the waistband, finding her bare cheeks separated only by the lacy thong she was wearing. Kneading her ass, he groaned into her mouth, then ground his pelvis against hers. His cock was firm against her abdomen, and she wanted to climb his body to get that piece of solid flesh where she needed it the most.

  Paige lost track of time as Tucker devoured her. Suddenly, she felt another hard body behind her. Shane’s erection settled at the small of her back. His hand pushed her hair to one side, before his mouth latched onto her neck. He nibbled and licked his way to her ear. “You have no idea how fucking sexy it is to watch the two of you. We want you, Paige. We want you in our bed, pleasing you, fucking you, making you spiral out of control. Tell us you want that too.”

  His words and hot breath sent shivers down her spine. Tucker’s mouth left hers, and he stared down at her. “It’s your choice, sweetheart. No pressure. If you want some more time, we’ll give it to you. Just know that if we can’t enjoy your body yet, we’ll be enjoying each other’s while imagining you between us.”

  Paige groaned at the image that flashed in her mind. Damn, they knew the fine art of seduction and used it to their advantage. Swallowing hard, she placed one hand on Tucker’s chest and the other on Shane’s hip. “I want you . . . both. But I’ll admit, I’m nervous. I’ve never . . . with two—”

  “We know, sweetheart,” Shane said, while running his hands up her flanks to the underside of her breasts. He tested their weight. “We’ll ease into this. If something scares you or you’re unsure of anything, just say so. We can’t read your mind. While we’ll be able to read most of your body language, it’s best if you come right out and tell us something’s wrong. The last thing we want to do is hurt or frighten you. Understood?”

  She glanced over her shoulder, and her gaze met Shane’s. The combination of tenderness and lust she saw there threatened to unravel her. Paige knew every single one of his words had been the truth. Trusting them to take care of her, she nodded. “Yes, I understand. I promise I’ll tell you if I’m scared or unsure.”

  “Good.”

  Tugging on her hips, Shane coaxed Paige to take a step backward. He then bent down and swooped her up into his arms. She let out a startled squeak and clutched his shoulders. “Shane!”

  “Sh, sweetheart,” he replied as he strode toward her bedroom, with Tucker following. “We don’t want to wake Ari.”

  Once the three of them were behind the closed door, Shane set her on her feet again, then sat in a rocking chair that occupied one corner of the room. Volcanic heat emanated from his eyes. “Stay perfectly still, Paige. Undress her, Tuck.”

  A smile spread across Tucker’s handsome face as he closed the distance between him and Paige. “Told you he likes to watch. He also likes to give orders.”

  The corners of her mouth curved upward, despite her nervousness. “I can see that.”

  Tucker grasped the hem of her oversized T-shirt. “I like to give a few orders too. My first one will be no more big shirts on you, darlin’. I like when I can see your curves.” He dragged the shirt up her torso and over her head before tossing it aside. “And that did nothing but hide them.” Trailing his knuckles down her chest and across one bra-covered nipple, he licked his lips. “Now this is more like it. If I had my way, you’d be walking around in nothing but lacy bras and panties all day long. Unfortunately, that’s not feasible, so I’ll have to settle for times like this.”

  Swaying under his touch, Paige’s eyes fluttered shu
t as she grabbed Tucker’s upper arms to steady herself. Just that simple caress had her feeling lightheaded.

  “Open your eyes, darlin’. I want to see all the passion inside you directed at me.”

  When she forced her eyelids to lift again, she found Tucker staring down at her. He was drinking her in and everywhere his gaze wandered, her skin flushed with warmth. Reaching up, he lowered her bra straps until they were wrapped around her elbows. Instead of turning her around, Tucker moved behind her and unclasped her bra. He peeled it off her and let it drop next to her shirt, before cupping her breasts and pulling her flush against his hard chest. She could feel the thickness of his cock nudging her lower back. Lifting her hands, he placed them around his neck, which caused her back to arch and her chest to thrust forward.

  “Damn, that’s a pretty sight.” Shane remained seated but shifted to adjust his erection. “Pluck those gorgeous nipples, Tuck.”

  The man didn’t hesitate, rolling and tugging on the tender peaks, while Paige moaned. Her clit was throbbing, begging for attention. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to garner some friction. It was the weirdest thing—Paige had thought she’d be embarrassed having one man watch while another stripped her clothes off and did naughty, delicious things to her. But with these two men, it felt right. Yes, she was still nervous, but in the past, she’d been nervous the first time she’d had sex with any of her boyfriends. Many women were self-conscious during sex with a new partner. Things like “Do I look okay?”, “How do I sound?”, “Am I doing it wrong?” and other questions flew through their minds.

  “Where’d you just go, darlin?” Tucker whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. “I must not be doing this right if your mind is wandering.”

  Before she could think of an answer that wouldn’t offend him, Shane got to his feet and sauntered toward her. “She’s wondering if we’ll find her lacking in any way.” She was shocked he’d read her mind.

  “Never,” Tucker responded, kissing along her shoulder, his hands kneading her breasts. “You’re incredibly beautiful, Paige. Inside and out. Let us show you.”

  Shane dropped to his knees in front of Paige, hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and thong, then slid both down her legs, baring her for his viewing pleasure. “Mmm. So damn pretty. Did you know her pussy is waxed, Tuck?”

  “My fingers knew, but I haven’t seen it yet. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to stop myself if I did.” His hands roamed downward as Shane helped Paige step out of her clothing. Tucker squeezed her ass cheeks. Her stomach quivered when Shane ran his tongue along the crease of her hip.

  Paige began to pant as they touched her everywhere with their mouths and hands, causing goose bumps to pop up all over. “Oh, God! You—you two are overly dressed.”

  Lifting his head, Shane smirked at her. “That we are. Turn around and undress Tuck, while I nibble on your delectable ass.”

  Heated desire flashed through her, and her wet pussy clenched with need. Pivoting, she gave Shane her back, before her hands dipped under Tucker’s T-shirt. His intense stare had her heart pounding against her ribs. He swallowed hard and his nostrils flared as she removed his shirt. Tossing it to the floor to join her own clothing, she focused her attention on his sweatpants. Pulling the string, she loosened the waistband, then shoved the garment downward. In the meantime, Shane was still on his knees behind her, doing what he’d said he was going to do—nibbling on her ass. His hand snaked between her legs, and his fingers teased her swollen pussy lips, sending shockwaves through her entire body.

  Once Tucker was as naked as Paige, he grasped her hair, drew her to him, and fused his mouth to hers. Their tongues dueled as Shane’s fingers eased into her core. Bending her knees, slightly, she swayed her hips, trying to get him further inside her. She explored Tucker’s hard chest and sculpted abs with her hands. He was taking her breath away, and she gladly gave it to him. The two men’s combined assault on her senses caused all thoughts, other than how good they were making her feel, to flee from her mind.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  God damn it! Shane was going to cum in his pants if he didn’t get ahold of himself soon. But Paige’s body was so warm, so delicious, so . . . perfect, he was finding it hard to stay in control. The last thing he wanted to do was scare the living daylights out of her by acting like a caveman. With Tuck, he could do that. The man loved it rough, and Shane enjoyed it just as much. It was part of how their three-way marriage had worked so well for them.

  Placing one last kiss at the base of Paige’s spine, Shane withdrew his fingers from her tight passage, then got to his feet. “Tuck, lay on the bed and let Paige straddle your hips and that fucking thick cock I love so much. Don’t you dare slip inside her until I tell you to.”

  His husband’s eyes shined with unadulterated lust, as Shane shed his own shirt and pants. While there were times Tucker liked to take control of their sexual encounters, more often than not he preferred to let Shane top him. It’d been that way since the beginning of their relationship, and Shane didn’t mind one bit. He’d had a lot longer to come to terms with his bisexuality than Tucker had.

  Once Tuck was in position, Shane helped Paige climb on top of him. With one knee on either side of Tucker’s hips, she lowered herself until the man’s cock touched her core. Shane watched as she slowly humped the hard flesh between her legs, while Tucker resumed his sensual invasion of her mouth. Placing his hand between Paige’s shoulder blades, Shane urged her to relax against Tucker’s chest. “Down you go, baby. I want access to both of you.”

  Shane dropped his knees to the floor between Tucker’s legs, which hung off the side of the bed, and pushed them outward, giving himself more room. After taking a moment to admire the way Paige’s pussy was nestled against his husband’s shaft, Shane leaned down and licked Tucker’s balls, the root of his cock, and then Paige’s swollen labia, all in one pass. When the two of them moaned in tandem, he did it again and again. Grabbing Paige’s hips, Shane lifted her enough that he could fuck her with his tongue. When she held herself up for him, he cupped Tuck’s balls in his hand, rolling and squeezing them.

  Retreating a little, Shane gathered up some of the cream seeping from Paige’s pussy and brought it down to the crack of Tuck’s ass. He used it to lubricate the man’s tight hole. Shane planned to screw Tuck, while his husband was buried deep inside Paige, knowing he couldn’t be gentle enough for her the first time he came tonight. But once he took the edge off, Shane intended to find out just how good it felt to be inside the sweet woman he was falling in love with. He couldn’t tell her that yet—hell, he couldn’t even tell Tuck that yet—but he knew it was happening. This beautiful woman was easily worming her way into his heart, and he had more than enough room to let her in. He just had to wait until he was sure she and Tuck were both on the same page as him before making any declarations of love.

  As he finger fucked Tucker, Shane went back to feasting on Paige’s ripe flesh. She squirmed against his lips and tongue, gasping and moaning. He took her higher and higher, urged on by her mewls disappearing into Tucker’s mouth. Shane impaled her with his tongue and was thrilled when she came for him. Her entire body shook with the impact and he continued to lap at her juices until she settled back down on Tucker’s chest, gasping for air. But the night was far from over. That was just the first of many orgasms they planned on giving her tonight.

  Tucker shifted Paige, dragging her up his torso, so he could give her breasts the attention they deserved. Her new position gave Shane access to his husband’s cock, and he sucked it into his mouth, reveling in the familiar, masculine taste.

  Tucker’s hips bucked. “Fuck, yeah, Shane! Suck me! Harder!”

  Rolling to one side and lifting her leg so she didn’t hit Shane in the head, Paige watched him pleasure the other man, desire evident in her eyes. His gaze held hers as he took Tucker to the back of his throat over and over. For his part, Tucker was writhing on the bed, but he was still able
to reach up and cup Paige’s head. “Help him, baby. I want both of your mouths on me.”

  Paige crawled over to join Shane, and he released Tucker’s cock from his mouth and held it upright for her. “Lick him, sweetheart.”

  She leaned closer, and her perfect, pink tongue made long strokes from root to tip. Shane’s own dick hardened to the point of pain. “Fuck, that’s so damn hot. Take him in your mouth and blow him.”

  As she did as instructed, Tucker muttered a bunch of lust-filled curses, while Shane climbed up on the bed. He laid down next to Tuck in a sixty-nine position, never taking his gaze from Paige’s cock-filled mouth. Tuck’s hand closed around Shane’s erection and seconds later, his husband began to suck him. A groan escaped Shane as he leaned forward and licked Tuck’s cock as Paige withdrew it from her mouth.

  They soon became a moving mass of human flesh and bones. Hands and mouths went everywhere they could reach. Grabbing Paige’s leg, Tuck brought it to the other side of his head, so he could indulge himself with her delicious pussy. Shane and Paige tortured him, and each other, with their lips and tongues, fueling the passion filling the room. Extending her hand, Paige found Shane’s thick shaft, and when her fingers closed around him, he nearly blew his load right then and there. He moved out of her reach before that could happen.

  Crawling to the edge of the bed, he looked down and located his sweatpants, close enough to snatch up from the floor. He removed the two condoms he’d tucked in the pocket earlier and tossed one on the night stand. Opening the other one, he put it on Tuck, eliciting an anguished groan from the man, while Paige watched intently.

  “Paige, sweetheart?” Shane waited until her gaze met his. He leaned over and brushed his lips across hers. “Tuck’s going to fuck you, while I fuck him. Are you okay with that?”

  While she hadn’t had any objections before now, he wanted her to know she could still back out. If she wasn’t ready to have sex with either of them, that didn’t mean they couldn’t let her watch if she wanted to. Hell, it wouldn’t be the first time she’d seen the two men go at it like rabbits, only Tuck still wasn’t aware of that fact.