by JC Szot
“Are you gonna be able to manage these two?” His penciled-in brows lifted, his eyes narrowing.
A sliver of panic sliced through her. Fern looked to Alec for help. Alec laughed, taking her hand. His soft fingers threaded through hers, his touch calming.
“She’ll do just fine.” Alec gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
“I’m sure.” Timothy chuckled, tipping his head back. High-pitched laughter scraped over her. Flames of a self-conscious heat flushed her cheeks.
Alec’s fingers were stroking over hers now, causing her world to tilt. This night could get interesting. Timothy lifted his hand. His fingers stroked over her cheek, taking Fern aback. His eyes glowed like some kind of mythical creature.
“If you need help scratching anyone’s itch, honey, let me know,” he told her, winking. Timothy’s laughter cackled around them. The thought of just having entered a funhouse barreled through her mind.
“Okay, well, let us get in there before you scare her,” Levi said through a frown, steering Fern by the shoulder through the vestibule and into the main area of the club, leaving Timothy behind.
“Yeah, it’s time to grind,” Alec said, raising his voice as they greeted the amplified music, the crowd swarming.
It was sensory overload, everything moving, loud, and glittering. The air was heady, holding the scents of potent cologne, sharp-smelling sweat, and woodsy smoke. Alec’s nose in her hair had her facing him, nose to nose. The breath in her lungs congealed. Alec’s eyes locked with hers, and she could feel his caress through his eyes.
“Can I get you a drink?” Alec asked, his breath hot on her face. He smelled crisp and clean, like winter sunshine.
“I’ll get the drinks. What’s your pleasure?” Levi’s dark eyes lassoed her in, holding every flashing light in them.
Fern asked for a rum and Coke. Alec told Levi to choose for both of them, and he and Fern would go grab a table.
Most of the tables were filled. Alec took her hand again, led her into a dark corner, and pulled out a chair.
They sat and waited for Levi. Fern was in awe, but feeling somewhat naïve in her surroundings. She’d never been in this type of setting. There was something wild and uninhibited to it. It was unfamiliar and new. The clubs she’d been in back home in Easton were not like this.
Outlines of figures gyrated on a stage across the club floor. Her pulse jumped when a few dancers vacated the floor, giving her an ample view of two men, their pelvises rubbing, their mouths latched together in an open-mouthed kiss. They seemed to get off on providing the display for all to see, their tongues darting into each other’s mouths. Her mind was running again. Should she ask questions? Wasn’t it her right to know exactly where she was?
Alec rescued her again, his timing remarkably impeccable. “You don’t have an issue with bisexuality, do you?”
Fern sat back, needing to see his face. Alec’s eyes slid between hers, the blue almost fluorescent. Alec rested his hand on her thigh. His brows pulled together with concern.
“I hope we didn’t offend you by bringing you here,” he said, his expression still.
Fern shook her head. “No, no, not at all.” Is that what they are? Bisexual! She glanced up at Levi, arriving with their drinks. She intercepted her rum and Coke, the glass cool on her palm. Fern took a deep swallow. The carbonation prickled down her parched throat. Alec tipped his beer back as Levi sipped from his glass filled with an orange concoction.
Levi set his glass down.
“Ready?” His hand rested on Alec’s shoulder. Alec tipped his head.
“Yeah,” Alec nodded, standing. Fern rose from her seat, following their lead.
“Come on, Fern.” Levi wagged a finger, his grin growing by the second.
The three of them moved to the dance floor. Warm bodies shifted, letting them in. Vibrant rainbow shades blew apart into a million pieces, dotting the walls and the floor with moving color.
Levi rested his hands on her hips, guiding her into his body. Alec jutted up behind her. Levi’s grip tightened, prompting her to sway to his rhythm.
Fern felt their bodies around hers, engulfing her with an alien heat that had her on the brink of being petrified. Other groups moved around them. Fern couldn’t distinguish who was paired up with whom.
Fern noticed a few sets of three just as she, Levi, and Alec were. She tried to relax and let things roll. As her body began to loosen to the groove, feeling the body heat of two men sandwiching in around her, Levi’s mouth brushed up against her ear. His statement put an entirely different spin on the evening.
“This is who we are, Fern, and we’d like nothing more than to share it with you.” He paused, his breaths puffing on her cheek. “We have a certain feeling about you.” Levi pulled back, checking her expression, his smile peculiar.
Levi’s warm gaze sifted through her eyes. Was he trying to see exactly where she was at and if she was amenable to the theme of an evening that was just getting underway?
Chapter Ten
She was soft under his hands. Her body was like a fleshy, curved road he was dying to travel. That’s the way he and Alec liked their women. They liked curvy, loved to touch and lick smooth, womanly flesh. Her eyes widened in wonder, making his cock stretch and harden into stone behind his zipper. The sloped curvature of her breasts moved as they danced. Her sleeveless blouse, the color of raspberries, glowed under an array of changing light. Her hips swayed under his hands.
Levi tried to refrain, yet temptation taunted him again and again, forcing him to lower his eyes and watch her body groove against his. He lifted his gaze, meeting Alec’s eyes over Fern’s shoulder. Knowing glances flitted back and forth. Alec licked his lips, teasing Levi and taking him to the edge. One song pounded into the next. When David Guetta’s “Crank it Up” slammed through the sound system, Levi spun Fern around, wanting to share the gorgeous, frontal view with his lover.
Her scent settled in his nose, an earthy vanilla. Levi buried his face into the fine strands of her dark hair, breathing in her sweetened aroma. His hands smoothed up her back, her spine delicate and curved. Levi could feel her surrender, relaxing and greeting their touch. After what little Fern had shared, which didn’t sound like a pleasant life, Levi wanted her to have a fresh start and travel a new road. He wanted Fern to take the journey with him and Alec.
Over the last several weeks, he’d taken advantage of their time alone while Alec was at work, talking to her and helping her to open up and share. Levi had admired her honesty and her beauty—her fair, creamy skin and brown eyes, eyes that held a slight glimmer of yellow light in them that Levi wanted to ignite.
His body was wired. Levi’s mind was overcrowded, filled with the images of him, Fern, and Alec, and how he hoped it could be.
He couldn’t get ahead of himself. Alec always scolded him for rushing things. They needed to take their time with Fern, nurture her and reassure her that what they wanted, she would want, too.
Alec guided Fern’s body into his, resting his cheek against Fern’s. Alec smiled, prompting Levi to close in. Levi wrapped his hands around Fern’s waist, closing in from behind. She turned, as if trying to join in on the shared gaze. Levi rested his chin on Fern’s shoulder and brushed his lips across Alec’s. Alec gave Levi a tease of tongue before quickly pulling away.
Levi’s groin filled, his dick upright and alert, wanting his lover’s mouth and ass. Alec’s eyes went hazy, reading Levi’s need. Sweat dotted Alec’s hairline like a fine rain. Fern ducked, hastily slipping out of the circle. Her cheeks were flushed with a delicious pink. Her eyes shifted between them. Levi took her in, consuming her like his last meal. A thin strip of pallid flesh lay exposed between the waistband of her jeans and the hem of her shirt. He loved her hips. Her body screamed “woman”.
“I’m parched, guys,” Fern said, smiling.
“Time to hydrate then.” Levi placed his hand on the small of her back.
****
They might as well be fucking her
with her clothes on. Every couple that surrounded them on the dance floor was doing the same thing. It was evident now what Levi and Alec were. They were bisexual and on the hunt, obviously craving a woman.
How often they had other women was something she’d have to learn. And what their plans for her were, well, the ideas flitted through her already exhausted mind. They excited her, but there was an edge of panic. She was definitely standing on a diving board, looking down into uncharted waters.
What had been displayed openly before her tonight was more than just a new job. What it involved went way beyond Clorox and dirty laundry.
Chapter Eleven
“So.” Timothy smirked. “Are you enjoying yourself?” He shifted his chair, facing Fern.
Alec was usually the one with a cool head. Tonight he found himself yanking back on the reins with a bit more force. Fern was amazing. Everything about her clicked. They’d gotten her to relax and unwind and move to their beat. Not to mention that she was gorgeous. Others shared that thought as well.
Alec noticed the stares that leered at them. The mere feel and smell of her as her pores opened with the heat of their dance had his dick jerking in his pants. As soon as they’d sat down, Timothy filled the fourth chair at their table, appearing out of nowhere and making the air all the thicker with his child-like teasing.
“I’m having a great time,” Fern said, grinning. Her tone had a defiant edge to it that turned him on. Alec chuckled behind his beer bottle, running the neck of the bottle across his lower lip, watching Timothy squirm.
“She’s the perfect companion, our companion.” Levi shot Timothy a hard look.
Oh no!
Alec noted Levi’s protective, possessive streak, and how it’d emerged so quickly. Timothy was an instigator. Both he and Levi had experienced Timothy’s drama many times before. Alec knew a verbal challenge was coming.
“Well, I’d like to see the lady show us just how much she appreciates the experience you’ve both given her tonight,” Timothy said smugly.
Fern didn’t miss a beat, firing back at Timothy again.
“And how do you suppose I do that?” Fern asked, setting her drink down, her eyes narrowed.
Timothy giggled. His teeth caught his lower lip, his eyes flashing. “I’d like to see a demonstration of your affection. All the other ladies kiss their men.” Timothy gave Alec a knowing look.
Alec shifted in his chair, his cock sprouting at the thought, an idea he didn’t think he’d be able to consider for at least a few more weeks, if all went well.
Alec felt the weight of Levi’s eyes. They were drilling into him. Alec could usually decipher the words behind Levi’s hard stares, but tonight all bets were off. Alec turned to Fern, playing down Timothy’s needling. Levi’s voice barged through the pause in conversation as the club noise filled a gap that grew wider and wider.
Alec was getting annoyed. They didn’t need this. The evening was going so smoothly.
“Ignore his bantering, Fern.” Levi frowned, waving their uninvited guest away. Fern’s cheeks bled with a beautiful pink, her skin a delicious tapestry that Alec wanted to touch and taste.
Fern’s response had Alec’s heart racing at full throttle.
“I’m not worried,” she told them both, shrugging off Timothy’s haggling. Before his mind could comprehend what was going to happen, Fern leaned into him, angling her head. Her lips lightly touched his, gummed and flavored with a fruity gloss. Her scent at close range had him on the verge of passing out. Her hair grazed his face as Alec shut his eyes. As quick as it happened, it was over.
A faint breeze followed her retreating body as Alec opened his eyes to Timothy’s whiny laugh. Alec felt his mouth part when Fern next moved into Levi’s space and slowly kissed him.
Alec watched his partner’s eyes flutter, then close. Fern was wired with sound, pumping some sort of energy that Alec had never felt into them. His groin blazed. His pulse thrummed through his veins. If he got this excited with only a brief kiss, what the hell would happen if they ever all got naked?
Holy shit! His insides were raging, hungering for more. Alec shook his head, trying to douse his own internal fire.
Fern sat back in her chair, brushing strands of tousled hair out of her eyes. She lifted her chin at Timothy.
“Okay?” she asked. Her shapely brows rose. “Happy? Or jealous?” she laughed, and right in Timothy’s face. Alec burst out laughing, trying to ease the tension. He decided it was better to burn it off out on the dance floor and get as far away from Timothy as possible. He stood.
“What’d ya say? A few more rounds before we pack it in?” Alec asked, firing a look at Levi, whose face was hanging as if he’d just been beaten up.
We’re so fucked, emotionally, mentally, and physically.
Chapter Twelve
Fern left the doors to the widow’s walk open, her body flaming. A temperate breeze blew over her body. It was almost four in the morning. She couldn’t sleep.
Once they’d gotten home, it was Levi’s words that’d scored through her already maxed-out body and mind. His eyes had glimmered with a sheen that made her tremble.
“The fire in your heart is out, Frances. Allow us to resurrect you.” His smile had been lined with a compassion that had almost made her defensive, thinking that he felt sorry for her. It was Alec who had smoothed out a reaction that’d been ready to leap off her tongue, telling her that he’d enjoyed himself immensely. The entire evening played over and over in her mind.
What are their plans for me and my so-called fire?
They were both attractive, one subtle, the other aggressive. It was a perfect balance, but this was something that was way over her head. It went beyond anything she’d ever experienced.
Alec and Levi were paired, no doubt about it.
Fern rolled over, sleep finally finding her.
Maybe I’ll just go about my business, do my job, and see what happens. Her thoughts mocked her, her denial weakening.
I have to call Jada!
****
“Just think,” Levi murmured. The breath of his words heated Alec’s skin like a humid rain. “Your tongue on her pussy, her mouth on your cock. Think about it, baby.” Levi knelt between Alec’s legs, his tongue wet and hot on his balls.
“Oh, Jesus,” Alec hissed, arching up into his lover. Levi’s hands smoothed over his tight abs, reaching to tweak his nipples.
“Wouldn’t you love that? Ah, baby, the thought has me on the brink of blowing my load,” Levi said, his voice rough with need. His dark eyes flashed up the expanse of Alec’s naked body, dark with desire. “Just tell me, babe, say what you’d like.”
Alec sat up, resting his back against the headboard, his mind spinning, drawing the picture that Levi had so graphically painted in full-blown color. Alec reached out to him, drawing a line with his finger over Levi’s jaw.
“I’d like to see you make love to her, the way you shift your hips…” Alec’s words died on a sigh. “I know how good you work yourself into my body. Any scenario would be awesome,” Alec said softly. He tipped his head back. Levi’s hands gripped his waist.
“Roll over. For now, your ass is mine,” Levi said darkly.
Alec turned over, feeling Levi grab his hips and pull him up to his knees. Alec’s head flung back, his eyes wide, searching through the dark. He knew what was coming. His body shook with anticipation. His body flinched at Levi’s nipping teeth pinching the flesh of his ass.
“Oh baby.” Levi groaned, his breaths coming faster. His fingers skated down the seam of Alec’s ass, slowly spreading him open.
Levi was a “no holds barred” lover. Alec loved it, and Levi. He just hoped, if Fern ever made it into their bed, that Levi wouldn’t send her running for the hills. Alec bucked at the feel of a wet tongue as it soaked each ass cheek, his finger pressing on his hole. Levi’s hand slid through his legs, coddling his sac. When his tongue bathed over his hole and began to lightly rim his entrance, Alec bit his forearm,
stifling his cries of pleasure. Levi’s mouth was exquisite.
Levi’s fingers moved over his balls, lightly stroking over his cock. Alec was iron hard. The crown of his dick leaked, the veins full and ready to blow. He arched, lifting his ass, wanting Levi to take it all. Levi’s gruff words had him panting, his skin beading with sweat.
“Come on, baby, shoot it. Take the flight,” Levi said between licks, pressing his tongue in and out of his ass like a plunging dart.
“Oh shit,” Alec cried, his knuckles white, his fingers clenched. Levi upped the ante, causing Alec’s orgasm to careen out of control.
“Pretend she’s here, watching you get off … think of those luscious lips wrapped around your dick,” Levi said, his tone gritted with need. “You could be straddling her face right now, watching your own cock glide in and out of her mouth.”
“Fuck!” Alec shook. His cock reacted with a deep throbbing, more so to Levi’s graphic description than his skilled touch. His groin knotted, burning with a heat that had to be unleashed. His balls emptied, firing ropes of heat as Alec took off and soared into a realm he’d never visited before.
****
The next morning Alec was off to work. Fern had just finished the breakfast dishes. She was becoming harder and harder to sidestep. Not that Levi wanted to avoid her, but a man had to get his work done. The displays of affection at the nightclub knocked at his thoughts repetitively. Was Fern thinking about it? How did she feel? Or were her overtures just to appease Timothy? Had she moved on while Levi was still so stuck on the idea?
He and Alec had been up to all hours of the morning discussing what was next for them and Fern. Alec still warned that they needed to tread carefully. Levi was more than ready, but the thought of her packing her little satchel and running out the door petrified him.
They needed a plan, and by lunchtime he thought he had one. Levi sent Alec a text and then sat back in his chair, waiting for his answer.
His phone chimed. Levi felt his lips ease into a smile as he read Alec’s text.
