by Lynda Aicher
It was decadent, thrilling and everything she’d never dared to try. And she wanted more. Spreading her legs wider, she planted her feet on the mattress and thrust her pelvis closer to the hot warmth of Tyler’s mouth. He grabbed her hips, his hold firm and controlling as he held her still.
Her head twisted back and forth on the pillow in a restless search for more. She wanted to let go of the bars, to touch and hold her men as they were doing to her. It was frustrating to the point of maddening to be limited as she was.
“Easy, Allie,” Seth soothed. He cupped her cheek, stopping her agitated movements with the calming touch. She opened her eyes and stared into his golden-brown ones that were now a molten shade of dark rum. “Stop fighting it. Let go. Trust us.”
That was it, wasn’t it? She always had to be in control because she never trusted anyone else to be. It was so easy for others to take advantage of her if they were in control. And here was an opportunity to do as Seth said and finally let go. It was one of the reasons why she’d come back. But doing it was so much harder than she’d thought.
“I don’t know how,” she finally whispered.
Coming to the apartment, going to the bedroom, even stripping and crawling on the bed had all been her choice. She controlled what she said yes and no to and mentally, she got that she still did. It still didn’t help the overwhelming feeling that she was way out of her depth. That if she truly let go she would give away a part of her she could never get back.
Tyler chose that moment to stab his wicked tongue into her vagina. Holy... Her thoughts fuzzed out for a second, her focus completely on the commanding, swirling thrusts.
“That’s how,” Seth breathed into her ear. The warmth sent a chill down her neck that was in direct contrast to the heat consuming her. “Stop thinking. Stop doubting. We won’t hurt you.”
He trailed his nails down the sensitive underside of her arm. The long path ended with a pinch to her nipple, and she gulped back a whimper at the shot of pain-blended pleasure. She shouldn’t like that. She didn’t like pain. But that felt incredible. She couldn’t think of anything as she absorbed the heightened sensitivity that seemed to explode over every nerve ending.
Tyler eased back just enough to mumble, “She tastes like sweat, female come.”
Allie’s eyes went wide at the description. Was that good or bad? She started to close her legs, her thighs halted by Tyler’s shoulders.
“That’s good, Allie,” Seth reassured her. He reached down and cupped the back of Tyler’s head. “Show me.”
Tyler leaned over Allie to place a long, sensual kiss on Seth’s mouth. She still couldn’t get over how amazing they looked together. They were both hard, lean and all male. Her insides turned to hot mush every time they kissed or touched or anything. She’d never been so turned on watching two people kiss.
Seth leaned away, licking his lips. “Excellent. Show Allie.”
She couldn’t hang on anymore, not when Tyler kissed her with so much passion. He was gentle, yet edgy. That dark hint of danger still glimmered around the edges of the tender man who’d emerged. The tri-blend taste of Tyler, Seth and herself tore down the last of her reservations. It was erotic and toxic. She released her hold on the bed rail and clamped her arm across Tyler’s back to haul him closer.
He flinched away, a sharp hiss snaking between clenched teeth. “Shit.”
She jerked her hand up as reality crashed back in. “I’m so sorry. I forgot.” How could she forget about the nasty gashes that covered his back?
“It’s okay,” Tyler reassured her while Seth took her hand and returned it to the bar. “That’s why I wanted you to hang on.”
“Do I need to bind them?” Seth tightened his grip around her wrist as he waited for her answer. Just thinking about his question made her heart race.
“Yes.” No one was more surprised by the answer than her. The approval that flared in Seth’s eyes was matched by the low growl from Tyler. Her men liked her answer. A strange sense of relief eased through her. It loosened her muscles and turned everything languid and soft.
Tyler trailed a line of kisses down her belly to return to his task. He dove in with a renewed focus that made it seem like his tongue was everywhere, his mouth sucking, nipping and licking until she was on the edge of coming.
Enthralled by Tyler, one of her wrists was already bound and clamped to the headboard before she realized what Seth was doing. She had no idea where he got the cuffs, but he was reaching over her to wrap a second, fur-lined cuff to her other wrist before it completely logged into her brain that she was truly trapped. He finished his task, giving a tug on the restraint before distracting her with a long, lazy kiss.
“We’ve got you, Allie,” Seth whispered against her lips. “We’ve got you.”
Her senses were on overload. Tyler sucked on her clit, while Seth copied the action on her tongue. Their only focus was to give her pleasure.
Her remaining doubts vanished. Instead of feeling confined and trapped, the cuffs did the opposite. They took away all opportunity for her to run and with that, the last bit of rationalization that this was wrong.
She wasn’t bound, she was freed. And with a long, slow exhale, she let go.
* * *
Seth caught the moment Allie truly relinquished control, and it was breathtaking. She moaned into his mouth as every muscle down the length of her body relaxed in a wave of acceptance. She’d needed the bindings to give her true, honest consent to the three of them.
“That’s it, Allie.” He brushed his lips over hers as he spoke. “Trust us.” And why he wanted that so badly he didn’t dissect. This, the three of them, it was perfect in a way he’d never dreamed possible.
Tyler lifted his head, his mouth and cheeks glistening with the shine of Allie’s arousal. His eyes were heavy with restrained desire. “I need in her,” he growled. “Please, Seth.”
The plea almost broke him. Tyler could have taken whatever he wanted, yet he yielded to Seth’s command. It was heady and spoke directly to Seth’s need for control. But more importantly, they trusted him to lead them through this. His cock was heavy and aching in his jeans, which only made the scene more intoxicating. Withholding his own lust to watch Tyler and Allie together would be pure torture. One he couldn’t wait to endure.
In answer to Tyler, Seth rolled over and grabbed some condoms from the nightstand. He ripped one open as he moved to Tyler. The harsh rasp of Allie’s breath cut through the room to provide a taunting melody for the coming attractions.
Tyler kneeled on the bed, knees spread wide to display his erection. Seth groaned. “I could suck you down this second and make you come in the next.” But that would cut the night short and deprive Tyler of having Allie.
The whimper from Allie mingled with the rough curse that escaped from Tyler as he squeezed his eyes closed and fisted his hands into tense clamps in his effort to hold back.
Seth used Tyler’s distraction to roll the condom down the man’s shaft. The memory of the hard length shoved down his throat was almost enough to make Seth lose control. Tyler was pure power under his lean muscles. Owning that strength, feeling him give it all to Seth was a high he could ride for days.
He turned back to Allie. Her eyes were wide with wonder and lust. He ran a finger through her hot, wet pussy, glorying in her gasp and the buck of her hips. Holding her gaze, he inserted two fingers up her tight channel, the muscles contracting around the intrusion.
Allie was trim, but soft. Not in will or courage, but her body was made to be treasured and adored. Her determination and independence could knock down a brick wall. Seeing that fall for them skyrocketed the high beyond imagination.
“Seth.” Allie squirmed, her hips begging for what he was withholding. But he didn’t move his fingers, just held them in her until he got what he wanted. “Please, Seth. Tyler.” Her gaze swung between the two of them. “I need you.”
Seth withdrew his fingers from her slick pussy and slowly sucked her sweet
juices from his fingers. Tyler was right—she tasted like heaven. His cock was pinched snug in his jeans to the point of pain.
He moved out of Tyler’s way to stretch out on bed next to Allie. Looking to Tyler, he cupped Allie’s breast and squeezed her nipple. “Help her out.”
“Fuck, yes.” The low words were closer to a growl as he leaned over Allie and positioned his erection between her thighs.
Seth caught her leg as she started to lift it to circle Tyler’s hips. “Keep your feet down so you don’t hurt him.”
A stricken expression crossed her face before she closed her eyes and nodded. “Sorry.”
Then it was all forgotten as Tyler eased into Allie, the expressions of pure lust, joy and amazement crossing his face faster than Seth could keep up. It was stunning to watch. The muscles in Tyler’s arms, shoulders and abs were all strung tight as he controlled the slow slide into her.
Allie inhaled, tipping her pelvis up to get more of him. “That feels...”
“Amazing,” Tyler finished for her before he arched his back, pulled out and thrust back in, the movements distinct and sharp. The low sounds of agreement from the two echoed in the room.
During his time at the club, Seth had witnessed too many acts of sex to bother to count. But this was by far the most carnal and sensual thing he’d ever watched. He cupped the back of Tyler’s head and brought him down for a crushing kiss, his tongue claiming every part of Tyler’s mouth before he let him go. He turned immediately to take Allie’s mouth with the same force and power that he’d given Tyler.
They were his.
Tyler started pumping his hips with long, powerful strokes, and Seth leaned away to watch. The strain of holding back was visible in every line of Tyler’s body. His hair was damp from the sweat that beaded on his forehead and it fell forward like always to stick to his brow.
“Tyler,” Allie panted. She tugged on the binds—not to get free, as the movement wasn’t panicked, but with the desire that flushed her skin a rosy pink.
Tyler dropped to his elbows and started to thrust in earnest, each jab hard and decisive. He wasn’t going easy on Allie, and she was taking it all while begging for more.
Seth scooted off the bed and removed his clothes. He didn’t want to miss a single second of Allie and Tyler together, but he had to get naked with them. Now. The musky scent of sex and arousal filled the room and added one more level to the hedonistic acts playing out. He gripped his aching cock and soothed it with distracted pumps.
Tyler slowed to kiss Allie senseless before dropping his face into the arch of her neck and growling like a possessive animal staking its claim. Seth could relate to that. He wanted to claim every inch of both of them.
“Look at me,” Seth commanded. The sharp order rolled through the air to reach its destination with the desired effect. Tyler grunted, his hips slowing as they both turned their head to stare at Seth. The passion-filled looks, faces pinched on the edge of orgasm, was an image he wanted to capture and hold. And they were both waiting for his permission. “Come for me.”
“Yes,” Tyler roared. It only took three powerful lunges into Allie’s heat, and he did. His silent ecstasy was displayed across the strained face and open mouth that matched the clenched muscles as he came.
Allie bucked under him, her back arching off the bed when she followed Tyler in orgasm. Her higher-pitched wail was quiet but no less violent than the shudder that raked down Tyler. They were gorgeous.
Seth gripped the base of his cock in a punishing hold, his own groan adding to the sounds as he held back his orgasm. He didn’t want to come. Not ’til he got their final submission.
Tyler’s hips slowed, his body going still until all that moved was the brisk up and down of his back that matched Allie’s panting breaths. Together like that, Tyler wrapped almost protectively around Allie, they were one.
Allie had hooked her ankles around the back of Tyler’s knees, pulling him in or maybe holding him in. His face was buried in the curve of her neck, and she was turned toward Tyler, her mouth grazing over the shell of his ear.
It may have been minutes or possibly hours before anyone stirred. Seth didn’t know or care. The moment was too good to interrupt. It didn’t matter how much he ached to come or to intrude. There was no way he would do that to them. If this had any chance of being more than one night, then the bond between Tyler and Allie had to be as strong as his bond with each of them.
Eventually, Tyler lifted up and shifted back to hold the condom as he slipped out of Allie. There was an awkward second where he glanced at Seth.
“Toss it in the trash,” Seth told him. “Then release Allie.”
He still held his dick in his palm, and Tyler’s focus drifted down to hold on the sight before he licked his lips and moved to do as Seth said. The flash of lust that shined in Tyler’s eyes told him exactly what he’d wanted to know.
As soon as Allie was freed, both of them turned to Seth expectantly. Fucking perfect.
He held out a condom. “Suck me, Tyler.”
“Yes,” Tyler groaned, grabbing the condom and ripping it open. “Finally, fucking yes.” He had the protection rolled on in record speed before he dipped his head to suck Seth down.
The sound that came from Seth was filled with the pleasure and barely contained hunger he’d been withholding. Tyler didn’t play around with teasing licks or buildup, as if he knew that Seth was past that. The long, hard, sucking pulls were exactly what he wanted.
He looked to Allie. “Come here.”
Her gaze jerked from Tyler’s actions to meet Seth’s eyes. He was relieved to see only desire in them. She moved quickly then, rolling to her side to kneel beside Tyler, her eyes never leaving Seth’s. “Yes, Seth?”
He cupped the back of her neck and hauled her up until he could plunder her mouth. She opened to him with a low moan that vibrated through her chest and into his. He held her, taking everything she freely offered. He cupped Tyler’s nape with his other hand, and the man’s approval rang down his shaft in a rumble of sensation.
His orgasm hit hard, fast and shockingly fierce. He ripped away from Allie’s mouth to sink his teeth into the tender spot on her shoulder. It wasn’t hard, but he needed to hold on to something. His legs shook as he thrust into Tyler’s hot mouth. The man took every jab without choking or complaint.
The cliff-dive of intensity passed into a gentle free fall of aftershocks and shudders. His hold on the two eased and he let himself be pulled onto the bed before his legs gave out completely.
He was still drifting in the hazy cloud of completion as Tyler took care of the condom. Seth lifted his arm, and Tyler settled his head on Seth’s chest and, without any other encouragement, curled his hard form in his now customary spot, hugging Seth’s side.
“You too, Allie,” Tyler said, his breath cooling the sweat that had collected on Seth’s skin. The covers were drawn over them as Allie nestled into the crook under Seth’s other arm. When her softer form curled in, matching Tyler’s, Seth knew he’d never want this to end.
He hugged them both tight, their soft hair tickling his neck, but he didn’t care. “You were both incredible,” he told them, his voice rough with fatigue and emotion.
Tyler hummed in agreement, and Allie placed a soft kiss to his chest. Their fingers linked across Seth’s abdomen and he sighed in complete contentment. This was something he wasn’t letting go of without a fight.
He’d finally found peace, and no one was taking it from him.
Chapter Seventeen
Allie lay back and relaxed into the soft leather the couch with a sigh. She scrolled through her email on her smartphone and started deleting spam before she opened one from Cali. She’d already gone through her work email, tagging and filing them to handle when she returned. It was incredibly tempting to respond to a few, but she resisted.
Tyler was taking a nap, and Seth had gone down to the club to do a few hours of work. In truth, she was grateful for the alone time and wondered
if the men had consciously given it to her. To say she was a little off balance after last night was an understatement. Her stomach flipped and she flushed hot every time she thought about the three of them in bed.
But she didn’t regret it.
Her lips curled up in a secret little smile. No, she was still here because she really wanted to do it again. This was her one week to be wild and free, and she wasn’t leaving until she’d experienced everything they had to offer. If that meant pushing past her personal fears and boundaries, then all the better.
She typed back a quick reply to Cali about Tyler and copied Kendra too. They’d both been concerned, and she’d been too caught up in her own internal mess to get back to them like she should have. She kept it brief, just a few notes about his health and that he refused legal help.
In the last line, she added that she’d be missing coffee on Saturday, again. The three of them had been meeting weekly for the last year. What had started out as another mission to find a life outside of work had bloomed into the two best friends she’d ever had. Part of her wanted to share this adventure with them, but there was so much she needed to process before she could open up to them.
Was she really sleeping with two men? Her toes curled and she crossed her legs tight against the flash of arousal and instant clench of her pussy. Yes, she was having hot, dominating sex with two men. Her mother would faint dead away then spend a week on her knees in church praying for Allie’s salvation if she knew.
This was one thing Allie’s family would never know about. Ever.
She jumped when her phone pinged, announcing a text message. Laughing at herself, she checked the screen and winced. Of course Cali would ask if she was okay.
Allie typed back a quick response: I’m fine. Busy at work. Sorry to miss coffee again. She tucked the guilt away at the little lie.
Dinner tonight then?
Can’t. Sorry. Maybe next week.
U work 2 much.
Yup. I’ll be there next Saturday. Promise.
