by Lexi Blake
A wild joy filled her. They were really hers. “I love you. I won’t leave again. The next time you say something terrible to me, I’ll get out my shoe and use you for target practice.”
Gideon threw back his head and laughed. “I’ll be sure to wear a helmet when we fight.”
He started down the hall toward Reid’s suite. He ignored the people who tried to get his attention. Her hands were still tied. She let her head drift onto his shoulder and breathed in his scent. He smelled like soap, with the faintest hint of the aftershave Reid used. She loved the mental picture of how that happened. That restless feeling she’d had for the last six months seemed to vanish and a calm acceptance settled in her heart. She was loved. It might be odd and weird, but she was loved, and that was all that mattered.
Reid opened the door, and she was tossed on the bed. He quickly undid the binding on her wrists. She was surprised to find she hadn’t lost circulation at all.
“Clothes off, Jessica. You can take them off yourself, or I’ll rip them off you,” Gideon promised. His hands were working to take off his own clothes. He kicked off his boots and quickly divested himself of his jeans and shirt.
She stared for a moment. He was perfect. He was tall with long, lean muscles. His shoulders were broad and his waist tapered. Her gaze stuck on the erection he was sporting. It nearly lay flat against his ripped abs and almost reached his navel.
“He is serious, love. He’ll rip them off you.” Reid’s hands came down to pull at her sweater.
She obediently lifted her arms and noticed Reid was already naked.
“Holy cow,” she said, taking in the sight.
Reid smiled readily. “I’m only a little bigger than he is. Don’t worry, baby, I know how to use it.”
Reid tossed her sweater to the side. His hands slid down to the waistband of her jeans.
“We need to make a few things plain to you, Jessica.” Gideon’s weight caused the bed to shift. She felt Reid drag off her panties and unclasp her bra. Reid’s hands seemed to be everywhere. Gideon gently pushed her back and pulled her hands over her head. “Leave them there. I’ll tie you up again if I have to. Don’t move until I tell you to. I want to talk to you.”
“You talk,” Reid growled. “I want to fuck.” He lowered his head and took a nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the ring, tugging at it. She moaned and writhed, her pussy already damp. “I waited forever to get these into my mouth.”
Gideon watched Reid with half-lidded eyes. “When you’re done with the nipple play, taste her pussy. It’s so sweet.” He looked back up at Jessica, placing a possessive hand on her belly. “You’re beautiful. This body is mine.”
Reid’s head came up, and he gave Gideon a pointed stare.
Gideon shrugged. “Fine. It’s ours. It belongs to me and Reid. Do you honestly believe we’ll let anyone insult something we love?”
She shook her head.
“Good. Because the next time you call yourself fat, you’ll find yourself over my knee.” His hand moved to play with the nipple Reid wasn’t suckling. He fingered the ring and Jessica struggled to breathe. “This is the way it’s going to work, pet. You’re going to move in with me and Reid. We would love to have you back at work, but if you prefer, you can stay home. We’ll support you.”
“I want to come back.” She missed working with them. She wanted to have it all. She wanted their love and friendship. She wanted to build their future.
Gideon pressed his lips to hers. “All right, but be warned, some of your duties might have changed.”
Reid kissed his way down her torso. His tongue swirled into her navel. “Monday morning conferences could get freaky. And you know I get nervous before I have to go to court. I might need stress relief.”
Gideon replaced Reid at her breasts while Reid settled himself between her legs. He pressed her thighs apart, and she felt him stretching her gently. He parted her labia and pressed a finger deeply inside her pussy. She gasped and then pressed down, trying to get that finger as deep as it could go.
“How wet is she?” Gideon asked, tonguing a nipple.
Reid swiped his tongue across her lips. “She’s soaking wet. She’ll feel so good wrapped around my dick.”
Gideon winked at her and moved down to the end of the bed with Reid. Reid sat up, and she bemoaned the loss.
“Hush,” Gideon ordered. He used his fingers to part her. He pulled back the hood of her clitoris and grazed his thumb over her.
“Oh, please.” She pressed her hips up, craving a firmer touch.
“Bad sub,” Reid admonished. “You’ll come when we tell you to come. We want to play.”
“That’s torture,” she complained, but she didn’t move her hands.
“Welcome to our world.” Gideon laughed deep in his chest. “Yes, it is torture, pet, but the best kind. Reid, I’ll allow you to decide when our sub can come.”
Reid stroked his tongue deeply into her as Gideon bent over and lapped at her clitoris. She shook with the need to come. She looked down at the erotic sight of two heads, one dark, one blond, working together to bring her pleasure. Reid fucked her with his tongue while Gideon tortured her with delicate licks. They kept it up until she was sure she would die.
“All right, you have permission to come, love,” Reid said, getting on his knees. He pressed three fingers high into her, curving them up to hit that perfect spot just as Gideon carefully pressed down on her clit.
She screamed as the orgasm burst across her skin. It started deep inside and spread like a wildfire. She was still slightly jerking moments later as Gideon continued to lick her, lapping up all her cream. She was languid as she watched Gideon finally get to his knees. He pulled Reid into his arms and kissed him. She propped herself up on her elbows to watch the show. They were so hot. Gideon’s tongue delved deep. They pressed close together, their cocks touching. She sighed and enjoyed watching her men love each other.
* * * *
Reid knew if he didn’t get inside someone soon, he was going to explode. His whole body hummed with energy. He was finally in the place he knew he belonged. Gideon’s hand pulled him closer. His mouth dominated and Reid let his hands wrap around Gideon’s waist, forcing their cocks to play. His twitched every time it rubbed against Gideon’s. He tasted like Jessica, tangy and sweet. It made him hotter knowing that Jessica’s juices were all over Gideon’s tongue. She’d been sweet and so responsive, it made Reid long to sink himself into her heat. She was so different from the hard angles and fierce dominance of Gideon. She was soft and wet.
“You’re on the edge.” Gideon’s big fist wrapped around Reid’s cock. He pumped up and down, making Reid moan. “I could make you come. I could jerk your cock until you couldn’t take it anymore and you came. I would make sure you came all over our Jessica. She would be covered with you.”
The mental image did nothing to settle him down. “I’d rather fuck her. It’s my turn to get inside her. I’ve waited three years.” Jessica whimpered, letting Reid know she was fine with that idea. Reid grinned down at her. “And she’s a bad sub, again. No one gave you permission to move, love.”
Gideon growled and quickly flipped Jessica over. She barely managed a gasp before his hand came down on the round part of her backside. Reid watched as her flesh pinkened. It was beautiful. Gideon spanked her three more times. She moaned into the comforter and her hips wiggled.
“That’s what happens to bad subs, Jessica.” Gideon pulled her up. Her face was flushed with desire. “Are you going to mind your Master, now?”
She sweetly bit her bottom lip as she nodded. God, he loved her mouth. He imagined pushing his cock in. It would be a tight fit. That was a plan for later. Come Monday morning, he would call his hot office manager in, and the first order of business would be sinking to her knees. She could start the day by giving him head. And she could bring him coffee. No. He would make her coffee after she’d given his dick a ride. It was only fair after all.
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��s got plans for you, pet,” Gideon said with a smirk. He had his arm around their sweet sub. “Reid has the filthiest mind ever. Really, he should be rewarded for it, don’t you think?”
She murmured her assent as she cuddled close to Gideon, breathing in his scent.
Gideon turned his gray eyes to Reid. “What do you want? How do you want us? You made this possible. You should run this scene of ours.”
He jumped at the offer. It didn’t happen often. Gideon was the Dom, and he almost never gave up control. It meant something that he was willing to let Reid direct the action. “Jessica, kneel on the edge of the bed, knees wide. Gideon, we’re going to need condoms and lube.”
“Am I pitching or catching?” Gideon asked curiously.
Again, not something Gideon offered to do often, but Reid was going to have to turn down Gideon’s offer to catch. He had plans. “You should warm up because you’re pitching.”
Gideon got up and walked to the bathroom while Reid pulled a dreamy-eyed Jessica up into his arms.
“I really love you, Reid,” she whispered.
Her blue eyes were heavy, but he could wake her up. He kissed her, finally the way he wanted to kiss her. His tongue traced her lips, and she welcomed him inside. He let his hands travel down to cup her breasts. He pulled gently on the rings and promised himself he’d have her hood pierced before the year was out. He wanted to work that piercing with his tongue until she screamed. He wanted chains flowing from her nipples to her pussy. She was his. Her body was his to decorate as he liked and to pleasure as he’d always wanted.
Reid broke off the kiss, overwhelmed by the need to fuck. He gently pushed her into the position he needed. She knelt on the edge of the bed on all fours, her knees splayed. Her wet pussy was a jewel on display. Reid let his fingers trace the skin still flush with Gideon’s discipline. Her cheeks were flushed and her knees wide enough that he had a view of the rosette of her ass. One day, he would take that, too.
“Here you go,” Gideon said, tossing him a condom. Reid caught it and had it over his dick in one practiced move. He stood behind Jessica and lined his cock up. Without hesitation, he held her hips tightly and sank in. Jessica moaned and pressed back against him. She was so tight, but she pushed back, forcing her to take his dick. He hissed at the sensation of her adjusting to accommodate him.
He fucked her with shallow thrusts while Gideon prepared himself. Reid watched him roll the condom over his cock, and then he took his place behind Reid.
His hands ran up the sides of Reid’s body. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.” Reid leaned forward and let his hand move into position over Jessica’s pink pearl. He held himself still while Gideon parted the cheeks of his ass and lubed him up with a strong finger.
“Oh, please, Reid,” Jessica pleaded. “Please fuck me hard.”
“I will.” He felt himself being pushed forward as Gideon began to breach his tight hole. Gideon’s big dick tunneled in, and Reid groaned. He was so full. He fought the instinct to shove back against Gideon because he didn’t intend to lose Jessica.
She wiggled her sweet ass against him.
“Does he feel good, baby?” Jessica asked, her voice low and husky.
She wasn’t having any trouble getting into the spirit of things. Her pussy clenched around him. Watching them together seemed to really turn on Jessica. “Yes, he does, love. And so do you.”
Gideon seated himself firmly in Reid’s ass and held himself there. Every nerve ending in his asshole was alive and throbbing. It was just as bad in his dick. He sighed because he was finally where he wanted to be—in between the two people he loved most in the world.
Gideon pressed forward and started to fuck Reid’s ass with intensity. Reid let the motion shove him into Jessica’s pussy. He knew he was never going to last. His balls were already drawing up, ready to shoot off. It was too much. It was everything he’d wanted. Reid toyed with her clit, pinching it gently between his thumb and forefinger as his dick pounded into her.
“Oh, god, I’m going to come,” Gideon announced, picking up the pace. His cock slammed in. He pulled almost out only to rush back in. He pressed forward until Reid could feel Gideon’s balls hit his buttocks.
He felt Jessica’s pussy clench around him as she came. Her head fell forward, and she bucked against him. Her little muscles milked his cock for all they were worth. Gideon’s dick dragged over the hard nub of Reid’s prostate, and there was no going back. Reid gave himself over to the orgasm. He came and came in hot jets of semen. He felt Gideon jerk behind him and his cock lost its rhythm, helpless to do anything but spurt its seed. Gideon groaned and held himself tightly against Reid as he pumped out every ounce of cum he had.
Reid fell forward, and they ended in a tangle of arms and legs. His body was lethargic in the happiest of ways. Reid moved to Jessica’s side and pulled her into his arms. She was a soft bundle against him.
Gideon got up to dispose of the condom, but not before brushing his lips against Reid’s.
“Thank you.” Gideon’s eyes were lighter and happier than Reid could ever remember. “We wouldn’t be here without you.”
There were happy tears in Jessica’s eyes as she looked up at him. “Thank you, Reid.”
Reid sighed and let his head find the comfort of her breasts. He didn’t need thanks. He only needed them.
* * * *
Gideon stood watching the sun rise over the mountains. He couldn’t help his smile. He glanced back at Jessica and Reid, who were wrapped around each other sleeping soundly. They looked beautiful together. His heart was so full of love for them he thought it would burst.
It was hard to believe that six months ago he’d believed his life was over. His family had rejected him, and his career would never be what he dreamed.
Maybe that dream had been flawed, he thought now as he watched the snow on the hills. What good was achieving his goals if he lost himself in the process? He had new goals now—a life and a home with Reid and Jessica. They would annoy him and push all of his buttons, and make his life entirely worth living.
It was snowing again. It came down in thick handfuls, raining from the gray sky. It blanketed the already covered ground. There was every possibility the road would be closed, and they would be stuck here in this frozen paradise. Gideon yawned, not at all worried. It could snow all it liked.
He climbed back into bed, and Jessica immediately turned into his arms. Reid snuggled closer to her and his hand trailed over her waist to rest on Gideon’s chest. They were together, connected.
Let it snow. He would never be cold again.
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Three to Ride
Nights in Bliss, Colorado, Book 1
By Lexi Blake writing as Sophie Oak
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Re-released in a second edition with two new chapters and additional new content.
Rachel Swift is a woman on the run.
A stalker sent Rachel's world reeling. Now she's running for her life, and Bliss, CO, seems like the perfect place to hide. Bliss is a strange little town, filled with artists, nudists, and the occasional conspiracy nut. It's a good place to start over.
Max and Rye are just the men to catch her.
Horse trainer Max and Sheriff Rye gave up on their dream of finding one perfect woman to share long ago. Rachel walks in, and they're both in love and fighting their true natures.
A town like no other….
When Rachel's past catches up with her, all of Bliss is in danger. Rachel knows she should run, bu
t how can she leave behind the love she’s found with Max and Rye and the home she’s built in Bliss? With her whole town behind her, Rachel is ready to make her stand. It's time for her to get back in the saddle and ride.
* * * *
“You should have told me who you were the minute I stepped into the shower with you,” she complained, shoving a blue T-shirt over her head.
Rye ran a frustrated hand through his wet hair. It was so much longer wet. “I couldn’t breathe enough to talk. I’m sorry. I should have locked the door. I should have skipped the damn shower. Hell, I should have spent the night somewhere else. I knew something like this would happen.”
She calmed down as she noticed Rye looked a little tormented. When she thought about it, it kind of was inevitable. Maybe not the stroking him part, but certainly the seeing him less than clothed. “Rye, we didn’t do anything we shouldn’t have. It was a mistake. I’m sure this isn’t the first time a woman got twin brothers confused and ended up seeing more than she should. It’s your house. I’m the one who should be more careful.”
Rye turned away from her. He placed both hands on the dresser. His head fell forward as though he was very tired. “We’ve shared a room all of our lives until a year ago. Even after our parents were gone and we could have, probably should have, taken our own rooms, we didn’t. We moved in here and, when we had the money, renovated to suit our needs. We built this room and that bathroom for the future. I don’t know, Rachel. I just always expected him to be there.”
“I am not trying to take your brother away from you,” Rachel said quietly. Was all this drama worth it when she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stay? Her heart hurt at the thought, but sooner or later, she would have to move on. Until Tommy was caught, she was in danger and so was everyone around her.
