‘What did you ask him?’
‘Like you said: if he wanted to come up for a beer and a chat.’
The fire escape rattled, and a curse drifted from below as Seth tried to put his cat back in.
‘He’s coming up the fire escape?’ Ryan asked with a laugh. ‘Is the elevator broken?’
‘Why wouldn’t he? He’s probably coming up the fire escape for the same reason I do, so that Mrs Boyd doesn’t give him that look.’
Ryan shook his head, but he said nothing. She’d see soon enough just how far off base she was.
‘Come away from the window. I don’t want to be too obvious,’ she hissed.
With her order, his mood soured even further and the pressure in his head became greater. His evening had started off with the promise of cuddling Evie in front of the television. Now all he wanted to do was go into the bedroom, shut the door and sulk while she made excuses for him.
He followed her to the sofa and sprawled out on the seat next to hers, like he had done during David’s visit. This left Seth nowhere to sit but the recliner, far away from Evie.
Ryan might not have believed Evie about Seth, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t childish enough to take the opportunity to impress upon another man his possession of her.
Seth ducked low and peered inside with a smile. ‘This is the party you promised me?’
‘I never said it was a party,’ Evie teased, and gestured at the open case of beer on the counter. ‘I know you said it would keep you up all night, but help yourself.’
Ryan merely grunted a greeting. With Seth’s arrival and Evie’s sunny reaction, his irritation had gone up a notch.
As always, Seth’s presence took over the room he was in. Ryan had to admit that Evie was more than justified in the way her cheeks tinged with pink as she watched Seth survey the living room. The big man had abandoned his usual uniform of dirt-smudged jeans and fraying plaid shirt in favour of a pullover and a pair of black fleece pants with the drawstring hanging out. His ponytail was gone and his black hair hung in waves around his shoulders, still damp at the tips.
And here it came, Ryan realised with a rush of blood moving down his body. The picture of Seth stripped down and rivers of foamy soap running across that bluish tattooed canvas that covered his back and chest.
He looked at Evie as she watched Seth go to the counter for his beer. He’d seen that look before. He’d put it there a hundred times, usually as he pulled her panties aside and she was opening up for him.
That was a woman in heat if he ever saw it. His woman, but it wasn’t him alone that she wanted.
Unlike last night when he’d been so focused on how turned on he was by David’s presence, jealousy chased away that initial burst of arousal. He shifted until his knee touched hers, but even that reminder of his presence did nothing. Evie kept her eyes on Seth.
To Ryan’s chagrin, Seth gave her a hot look as he headed for the recliner.
I was wrong. He does want to fuck her. Tonight.
They talked about everything. They talked about the masonry Seth had planned for the building. They talked about Evie’s work and Ryan’s. They talked about the weather and the traffic, about politics at all levels, and then they talked about the beer.
Seth set his drink on the coaster and pushed it away. ‘Enough of that.’
It seemed to Ryan that something happened in the next few seconds as Seth sat back. Rather than someone who didn’t want to get too comfortable before an inevitable departure, the landlord seemed to be settling in. He sank a little lower in his seat, his long legs sprawled. As corny as it sounded in his head, the only word Ryan could conjure to describe the scene before his eyes was kingly.
A quick glance at Evie, and he was struck with a mixture of apprehension and excitement. Her head was cocked slightly, and she was nibbling her lip as she regarded Seth. He wanted to reach out and touch her, run his hand along her thigh and play with her through her panties as she watched Seth, and as Seth watched.
He curled his fingers into his palm and turned his attention back to Seth, startled to find himself now the subject of the other man’s attention.
‘So I asked Evie earlier today if I’m going to have to come up here again,’ he said quietly and with enough warning to make Ryan’s scalp prickle. ‘Am I?’
‘You shouldn’t have to,’ he replied. He wasn’t even going to try and play dumb and act like Seth didn’t know what was going on.
Seth crossed one foot over the other, then tucked his hands behind his head, elbows out. God, Ryan was dying to take another look at Evie. He could only imagine what this was doing to her. If Seth kept giving him that intense stare he’d soon have to loosen his fly.
‘Unless you want to,’ Evie said quickly and breathlessly.
Fuck.
This time Ryan did look at her, but she refused to acknowledge his frown, or couldn’t. She’d earned Seth’s scrutiny again and seemed to be captive to it while Ryan squirmed in the silence that followed.
He’d wanted to let Seth open that door, but Evie had pushed it wide open. There wouldn’t be any easy escape. It was out there now.
After a moment, Seth turned his attention back to Ryan. ‘What about you?’
‘What about me?’ Ryan replied, unable to think of anything else to say.
‘I know what she wants from me, even if she won’t come right out and say it. Why don’t you try and be more blunt with me? Do you want me to fuck you as badly as she wants me to fuck her?’
Ryan became lightheaded with the charge of nerves and blood rushing through his body.
He couldn’t say anything. He was so turned on, it bordered on painful.
Seth leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. ‘Let me try this a different way. Are you getting hard right now?’
His hand moved as though detached from his body, sliding along his thigh to touch himself through his jeans.
‘Yeah, I am hard,’ he said softly.
Seth’s mouth turned up in a wicked smile. ‘Then let’s talk. What are you two looking for?’
‘Someone to come up and play,’ Evie said.
Her voice was a little shaky, but there was so much confidence there that Ryan could have burst with pride. He hadn’t lost the urge to protect her, but as he watched her get to her feet he was left breathless by how confident and feral she looked.
As she stalked towards Seth, Ryan quickly unzipped. By the time he’d lifted his hips and pulled his cock out, the other man was in her shadow.
‘I know you hear us, but do you sit back and deliberately listen to us, Seth?’
From where he sat stroking himself, Ryan caught the slight pucker of Seth’s mouth and understood it. He knew for himself just how hard it was to keep from going absolutely insane when she worked her witchcraft, voice raspy and pleading, with those deep brown eyes begging for so much more.
Seth licked his lips. Ryan’s cock throbbed against his palm as he watched that rough hand curved around Evie’s thigh, slipping a little beneath the flimsy pyjama shorts she wore.
‘Of course I do,’ Seth replied, and brought back his smile. ‘I don’t hear much of the talking Ryan does, but I hear just about every sound you make. I’m surprised I haven’t had any calls about it.’
‘What do you do when you’re listening?’ Ryan asked quickly.
‘Same thing you’re doing right now. I’ve gotten good at timing myself. I know what it sounds like when she’s being teased, so I go slow, and I know what it sounds like when she’s about to come.’ He tilted his head and looked past Evie at Ryan, his grin returning. ‘It’s a bit of a gamble, though. You’ve got teasing her down to an art. Sometimes I’m wiping come off my hand while she’s begging to stop.’
Ryan smirked. ‘It’s hard not to tease her when she begs like she does.’
He caught the slight tilt of Evie’s head, but more to the point he caught the way she curled her bare toes against the laminate. It didn’t surprise him that she liked being talke
d about as if she was some pretty object.
Seth looked up, brow raised, and his hand disappeared from Ryan’s sight. A moment later, Ryan heard Evie’s sharp intake of breath.
‘I’ve got more questions, but they can wait. Right now I want you to turn around and look at your man.’
Ryan felt like his blood had thickened to syrup as Evie tilted her head towards him. She was beautiful in profile, her hair bunching in wild curls around her face and her gaze lowered, long lashes shielding eyes he knew could knock him back with the longing they held.
‘Go on,’ Seth said softly. The low timbre made bumps rise on Ryan’s arms. He saw Evie tremble slightly as she stood before Seth.
Seth placed both hands on Evie’s hips and guided her around, and, as shyly as that first time she’d undressed in his bedroom, Evie looked at him.
‘Get on your knees and crawl to him,’ Seth told her.
Ryan’s displeasure flared up. They’d never played a game like this. For all his bluster when he had her in bed, everything he did to her, with her, was in worship. Humiliation and degradation weren’t part of their games. Even if the order sounded like music coming from Seth’s mouth, Ryan would speak up if Evie showed more than just a shade of reluctance.
Between her legs, Seth swept the back of his hand along her inner thigh. ‘Do you want him to come over here?’
‘No,’ she said quickly, and went down on her knees.
The closer she got, the hungrier she looked, until she was kneeling before Ryan. Her tongue slid between her plump lips as she looked at his lap, and Ryan released his aching cock.
‘Do you want me to suck him?’ she asked.
Seth moved in the periphery, but Ryan couldn’t drag his gaze from her. His palm itched to cup the back of her head and urge her down.
‘Yeah, but first I want you to pull your shorts down so I can watch you get wet while you’re doing it.’
She met Ryan’s gaze and bit her lip, but couldn’t hold back a smile.
I told you so.
Ryan chuckled and leaned forward to steal a quick but ravenous kiss, then settled back into the cushions to watch her tug at the drawstring and push her shorts to her knees. With the heat of her mouth closing around his cock, he tilted his head back and looked at Seth.
It was like the room had been filled with a wicked magic Seth had brought in his wake. They were all breathing it in and getting drunk on it.
Christ, she had been right. Seth was the one.
His heart slammed into his throat as Evie took him deeper.
Seth sat with his back flat against the chair, arms draped diagonally across the arms. Kingly indeed. He commanded, and his peons performed. If it wasn’t for the tenting of his sweats, Ryan would have guessed that expression held as much boredom as amusement.
With the sweet pucker of her mouth, Evie demanded Ryan’s attention. She tipped her head up and looked at him. Grasping his cock at the base, she rolled her tongue around and around, eyes shining as she gathered precome on her tongue.
‘Come on, that’s not how you treat her when she sucks you,’ Seth said softly and leaned forward, forearms on his thighs. ‘Don’t get shy just because I’m here.’
‘You want to know what I do to really get her going while she’s got her mouth full?’ Ryan growled, and looked at her as he pushed his fingers into her hair. He scooted to the edge of the chair and pressed his hand on the cushion behind him, giving her his naughtiest smile as he made a fist to hold her. ‘We don’t usually do this with her on her knees. She likes it when she’s sprawled out on the bed, up on one elbow while I fuck her mouth and play with her at the same time. I can’t do that when she’s on the floor, can I?’
Seth’s mouth twisted, and the chair creaked as he stood. Three strides and he towered over them, looking from one to the other.
He stripped off his shirt, then bowed over Evie.
‘Up off your knees,’ he said with his hand on her shoulder, and guided her to her feet.
As she was quickly deposited on her knees next to Ryan, he swung his arm around her neck and pulled her close for a reassuring kiss. No sooner did his tongue touch hers than she gasped and drew back. Ryan looked down and saw the quick movement of fingertips between her legs.
Ryan sagged back until he reclined, ass half off the sofa. He grasped his cock with one hand and resumed his hold in her hair with the other, and as Seth pushed against the small of her back Ryan guided his cock to her lips.
‘That’s my good girl,’ Ryan whispered as the velvet caress of her mouth eased away the last of his trepidation.
Pushing the balls of his feet against the laminate, Ryan lifted his hips in tune with the breathtaking cadence of her whole body, now rocking back and forth to take not only his cock but the fingers Seth used on her out of Ryan’s sight.
He held his breath and took in the heavenly wet sounds of her mouth upon him and her sex squeezing around Seth’s fingers.
I’m going to come in her mouth.
The thought startled him. It wouldn’t be the first time by a long shot, but he’d only let her go all the way if she was having her period and fucking was off the menu. Otherwise he wanted to be inside her slick walls when he came and feel her whole being tremble with the force of his final thrusts.
And he wasn’t going to make her come; Seth was. The sprig of rebellion that grew with that thought was quickly plucked as Evie moaned.
He swung his gaze to Seth. Head tilted, the bigger man was focused between Evie’s thighs. His hair had fallen to shield half his flushed face and his enormous bicep flexed as he pumped her.
‘Hey.’ Seth looked up. Ryan grinned and twisted Evie’s hair into a ponytail. ‘She doesn’t come yet, you got it?’
‘Just keeping her wet and ready,’ Seth replied, then slid from the sofa to kneel on the hard floor.
Evie squirmed as Seth used his mouth on her, but Ryan kept his hold. ‘Come on, Evie, baby. Keep sucking like that. When you’re done, me and Seth are going to get you as messy as we can.’
Her excited moan vibrated along the length of his cock. He allowed her the freedom to create her own momentum. No doubt spurred on by Seth’s tongue, she transformed into the ravenous creature that until then had been his alone. Clutching his thigh to keep herself upright, she fed her gluttony by taking him deep and fast. The hot seal of her mouth and her firm strokes stole his sanity as she gave so much pleasure.
The charge within his body exploded so suddenly he jerked, but his worry over whether he had hurt Evie was instantly banished as she milked him. He released her and thrust his fingers into his own hair, cursing at finding nothing to grab hold of as he came.
‘Nothing like a girl who loves to suck cock, is there?’ Seth said, and through the splotches before his eyes Ryan saw him rise.
Ryan’s euphoric tension flooded from his body, leaving him weak as Evie rose up on to her knees. She looked absolutely feral as she dragged her forearm across her mouth, and, finding Seth standing alongside her, she reached out and closed her hand around his erection.
‘I think it’s time we went into the bedroom,’ she said breathlessly, her eyes upon Ryan.
Speechless, he nodded, and took the hand she offered him.
Chapter Ten
As she led both men behind her, Evie wondered how it was possible she was still lucid.
The whole episode in the living room was surreal and nothing like the fantasy she had built in her head. It was better.
The two of them talking over her like that, like she was some plaything to be enjoyed, had almost been enough to make her come. She’d been in agony, yearning for relief, as Seth spread her open and penetrated her with the tip of his tongue, and she had come treacherously close to climaxing at the gentle flick against her clitoris as Ryan’s hot semen jetted into her mouth.
This was how things got started with David the previous night before: Ryan and Evie first, and then the three of them, but this episode had nothing in common with its pre
decessor. It was right. It was so right.
It was easy to forget that this wasn’t just for her as both men flanked her in the bedroom. She became the centre of attention. Ryan dragged her shirt over her head while Seth pulled off her loosened shorts. Four hands ran over her body at once, one set roughened by the endless scrubbing Ryan did at the hospital and the other set callused by the manual labour Seth did. The edge of the bed bumped her calves but she wasn’t allowed to go down. Seth squeezed her buttocks with a growl while on the other side Ryan lowered his mouth to hers.
Then, Seth’s tongue joined theirs.
Familiar clashed with unfamiliar, and Ryan drew back.
Seth didn’t allow it. He reached past her and pulled Ryan into a deep kiss, just between the two of them.
She remained squeezed between them, squirming while Seth led Ryan, licking and sucking until Ryan greedily reciprocated.
In that moment as Ryan curled his tongue around Seth’s, she knew she had been forgotten, and she didn’t mind. She was content to be the wall between their hard bodies, to feel the hard poke of Seth’s cock against her and to feel Ryan begin to stir again even though she had just drained him.
Then came Ryan’s hand in her hair, tipping her back so that they could both once more claim her mouth.
And then she was invaded by infinite fingers on her clit and in her pussy. This was the sort of touch that could make a girl go wild. She rocked against them, bobbing on her toes to set the pace and both men followed.
‘Come on, baby, don’t be shy now. Seth’s only heard you from the cheap seats,’ Ryan whispered as he looked down at her.
‘Let’s get on the bed,’ Seth suggested, and almost immediately Evie was spread open between the two men at the foot of the platform.
She couldn’t keep her hands to herself. Everywhere around her seemed to be chaos, from Ryan’s hot mouth against hers to Seth’s teeth nipping at her tight nipples. It was Ryan’s expert touch that circled around her clitoris, doing her the way that would leave her begging for him to stop in one breath and keep going in the next, while Seth’s rough fingers delivered the perfect amount of friction to her slick inner wall.
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