by Suzanne Rock
Tears spilled down her cheeks, and Shana didn’t bother to stop them. “Wow.” She couldn’t believe it. All summer she had been listening to her friends sing the praises about being in a ménage relationship. Never thinking it could happen to her. Now it was happening, and she couldn’t believe her ears.
“Shit,” Jag muttered, wiping away a tear from her cheek. “We’ve made her upset.”
“No,” she said, turning to him. “You’ve made me happy.” She tugged both of their hands to her chest, pulling them closer to her heart. “Very happy.”
“Is that a yes?” Nolan asked.
“Yes,” she nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Hell, yes.”
Nolan leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She immediately opened to him, letting his taste and scent penetrate her senses. Se relaxed her body, leaning into his warmth as desire built in her lower abdomen.
When he pulled away, Jag turned her toward him and took his turn. While Nolan’s kiss was firm and commanding, Jag’s was more yielding and affectionate. She wrapped her arms around him as he slid his tongue along hers. It felt so wonderful, so right.
Nolan slipped his arms underneath her as Jag pulled away from her lips.
“How’s this going to work?” she asked as Nolan lifted her into the air. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I go to school in Massachusetts and you guys work up here.”
Nolan shrugged. “We both go to the University of New Hampshire, so we’re not as far away as you think.” He set her on the table. “We could visit.”
“We’ll visit often,” Jag said as he crooked his finger under her chin and directed her gaze toward his. “And we’re in our senior year. After that, we can find jobs close to your school.” He captured her lips once more, turning her muscles to water.
“So we’re only talking about a few months. It won’t be forever.” Nolan slid up on the table next to her. “We’ll make it work.”
She smiled at Nolan as she slipped off the table. “My grandmother lives in New Hampshire.” She unzipped Nolan’s pants. “Rather close to UNH.” She dropped her gaze to his pants as she reached in between the zipper and ran her fingers along his cock. “I have a feeling that I’ll be visiting her a lot more than normal in the upcoming months.” She freed his thick cock from its confinement and moistened her lips.
“That’s good,” Nolan said. “I like a girl who visits her grandmother.”
“Me too,” Jag said as he moved behind Shana and ran his fingers over her ass. “Me too.”
Shana crouched in front of Nolan and met his gaze. “I like to take care of those I care about.” She kept her gaze locked with hers as she slid her lips down his shaft. Nolan groaned as she relaxed her throat and took him as deep as she could. When she slid as far as she could go, she cupped his balls and gave them a light tug. Nolan groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair.
“Fuck, Shana. That’s good.”
Jag reached around her waist and unbuttoned her shorts. “Hmm, I think we might have found someone who likes your cock as much as I do.” He unzipped her pants and slid them over her thighs.
Shana made a low throaty sound as she slid her lips up and down his shaft. Nolan tasted fantastic, like some tropical drink. She couldn’t get enough of him.
Jag ran his hands over her smooth skin. “There’s still a few weeks left to the summer. You’re more than welcome to spend them at our place.” He slid his fingers between her legs and through her slick folds, sending a wave of desire crashing through her body. Shana groaned in response.
“That’s a fantastic idea,” Nolan said as he curled his fingers into her hair. “Now shut up and let her concentrate.” He took in a sharp breath as she slid her lips down his erection.
Jag chuckled as he ripped open a condom. “My pleasure.”
Shana continued to work over Nolan’s length. As she moved over his shaft, he grew larger in her hands. She heard movement behind her, and then Jag positioned himself at her backside.
“You’re amazing, Shana, you know that? Simply amazing.” He grabbed her hips and inched his cock inside her opening.
She groaned against Nolan’s length while Jag performed shallow thrusts, pushing himself deeper and deeper into her pussy. Pleasure washed over her body, and the world around her faded away. All that existed for her were these men and this moment. Everything was perfect. She whimpered against Nolan’s length as Jag pressed his hips flush with hers.
“Fuck, that feels good.” Jag curled around her body and palmed her breasts over her shirt. “You’re so wet.”
Shana widened her steps, silently urging him to thrust deeper. She loved being sandwiched between the men. To be filled by both of them at the same time was nothing short of amazing.
Nolan let go of her head and braced his hands on the edge of the table. “She feels so much better when you’re inside of her.”
“Yeah?” Jag asked.
“Yeah, it’s like, she’s more focused.” He leaned back onto his hands and slid off the table. “It feels amazing.”
“She’s amazing.” Jag pinched her nipples, causing sparks of pain to ricochet through her body and fuel her need. “And she’s ours.”
“All ours.” Nolan threaded his fingers through her hair and began to thrust. The men quickly found a steady rhythm, pushing and retreating as one.
Shana slid her fingers from around Nolan’s length and grabbed his ass. He groaned and doubled his efforts, thrusting deep into her mouth and hitting the back of her throat.
“God, Shana. I don’t want to hurt you, but…” His words dissolved into a groan as she applied more suction to his cock.
Nolan didn’t hurt her, far from it. She loved how he and Jag could lose themselves in the moment. She moaned as Jag straightened and began to thrust harder. “Yes. God, Shana, you’re so tight.”
The primal sound of flesh-on-flesh filled the air as he slammed harder into her body. Shana mind blanked to all thought as need rose deep inside of her. It wrapped around her body and stole her breath. Soon all she could do was hold onto Nolan as she was pushed closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh God, I’m going to come.” Nolan tightened his grip in her hair as his thrusts became more needy and desperate. “You might want to back away so I don’t—”
Shana didn’t want to back away. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to drink everything he had to give and more.
“Fuck, I’m close too.” Jag thrust harder, lifting her up onto her toes.
Once, twice…on the third time, Shana’s world exploded. Her orgasm hit her hard, shooting pleasure into every crevice and pore. She whimpered against Nolan’s cock as joy poured through her mind. She felt so connected to the men around her, so close.
Jag cried out and dug his fingers into her flesh as his orgasm overtook him. Over and over he filled her with his passion, giving her everything he had. Nolan soon followed, roaring as he filled her mouth with his sweet taste. Shana swallowed his passion, loving how the salty taste burst on her tongue. Knowing that she was the source of his pleasure only fueled her orgasm.
As the last ripples of joy dissolved, the men slowed their movements. Within seconds they removed themselves from her body. Nolan helped her to straighten and pulled her into his arms. Jag came up from behind and wrapped himself over both of them, enveloping them with his heat and scent.
Shana sighed and rested her head on Nolan’s shoulder as a sense of contentment overcame her.
Nolan brushed a stray hair from her face. “So what do you say, Shana? Want to live with us for the last few weeks of the summer before you go back to school?”
“We promise to take good care of you.” Jag kissed her neck.
Shana closed her eyes and smiled. “I suppose that could be arranged. It isn’t like I have much going on at home anymore.”
Nolan kissed the top of her head. “We’ll make the long distance thing work, I promise.”
“We’ll be together every weekend,” Ja
g said.
“Then once we graduate, we’ll move closer,” Nolan added.
Shana leaned back and met Nolan’s gaze. “We could text each other in between visits.”
His eyes sparkled. “Sex by phone—I like it.”
“No, I don’t like that,” Jag said, causing both Nolan and Shana to turn to stare at him.
Jag flashed a seductive grin as he ran his fingers over Shana’s hips. “I like Skyping much better.”
“Good idea.” Nolan grinned. “We can see much more that way.” He frowned. “Although that will bring a whole new meaning to the word ‘torture.’”
Shana laughed and kissed both Nolan and Jag in turn. “Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves. We have a few more weeks of summer to spend together. Let’s focus on that first.”
“Yes, let’s,” Jag said as he kissed her shoulder. “Besides, we have a contest to settle.”
“Contest?” Shana asked.
“The one we started at the dock,” Jag responded.
Shana smiled as she remembered the boys’ macho bet over who could please her more sexually.
“Two weeks isn’t a heck of a lot of time,” Nolan added as he ran his fingers over her breasts. “It’ll take longer than that for me to prove to you that I’m the better lover.”
“Dream on, buddy. Shana’s going to choose me, and you know it.”
“I choose both of you.”
The men hesitated. Nolan raised his brows. “Both of us.”
“Yes.” She grinned. “It’s the rule of three.”
“The rule of three.” Jag’s voice sounded incredulous.
“The three of us together will always be better than two alone.”
The men exchanged glances. “She has a point,” Jag said.
“That she does. Rule of three,” Nolan considered it for a moment. “I like it.”
“Me too,” Jag agreed. “It’s a rule to live by.”
“No—a rule to love by,” Nolan corrected, causing both Jag and Shana to groan.
Shana giggled as the men once again attacked her skin, smothering it with caresses and kisses. Her giggles quickly turned into whimpers as their hard, muscular bodies pressed in around her.
Shana had no idea what the future would bring, but one thing was for certain. She had taken a chance with her heart and won. With Nolan and Jag in her life, it would be filled with adventure and fun. As long as they lived by the rule of three, the men would make sure that she had everything her heart desired, and Shana couldn’t be happier.
~ ~ The End ~ ~
If you liked this story, then you might like some of the other books in the Carnal Coed series. What follows is an excerpt from the first book, Two Are Better Than One.
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Excerpt from Two Are Better Than One
“Do you think she’ll be there?” Quinn asked.
Declan shrugged as he pushed back his medium-length blond hair and looked in the mirror. “She should be. It’s her advisor’s end-of-the-year party. The entire chemistry department is going.”
“I hope you’re right.” Quinn stared at Declan’s lean frame as his blood rushed to his cock. Declan was more than just a fellow student, more than just a friend. They met in a nightclub in Dublin and had been close ever since. Quinn couldn’t get enough of Declan’s firm backside or his dominating ways. There was a problem with their relationship however, something that they both hoped the lovely Hannah would help them fix.
“I am right, you’ll see.”
Quinn forced his desire aside and leaned back on the bed of their one-bedroom apartment. “If she’s there, I think we should make our move.” Just thinking about Hannah made Quinn’s cock thicken and his skin heat. She was beautiful, with all of that long, raven-colored hair and sensual curves. Hannah wasn’t bone-thin like the rest of the women in the department. She had this lovely hour-glass shape that men drooled over. There was something about her brown eyes, too. Not many people in Ireland had brown eyes. Quinn found it to be exotic and intoxicating.
When he realized that Hannah was not only open to his advances, but flirting with both him and Declan, the idea of a threesome began to blossom. He mentioned it to Declan and both of them had found it difficult to let the idea go.
Sharing a woman always seemed to bring Quinn and Declan closer together. It had been a long time since they had a threesome, and to know that the possibility was within their reach was almost too much to bear. It had taken every ounce of self-control for Quinn to sit back and let the relationship grow. He flirted, but didn’t come on strong. Declan did the same and they were both rewarded with Hannah’s wry sense of humor and rich laughter.
They had become close over the school year, very close. Quinn had seen flashes of a sultry vixen underneath her clam, analytical exterior. What he wouldn’t give to strip off that lab coat and let down her hair from her bun. He knew that with the right touch, the right word, Hannah would blossom like a flower. It aroused him to the point of insanity.
Declan turned away from the mirror. “Do you think that she’ll be offended when we ask her?”
Quinn snapped out of his fantasy and back to reality. “Man, I hope not.”
“Me too.” Declan sat on the edge of the bed. “It’s been a long time since we’ve shared a woman.”
Quinn glanced at him. “I know. It’s always better with a woman, isn’t it?”
“And there’s just something about Hannah…” Declan shook his head. “She’s different.”
“She’s honest.”
“She makes you feel like you’re the only guy in the room.”
“And she’s smart. I haven’t seen a girl with such quick wit.”
“She’s pure.”
Quinn sat up on the bed and inched closer to Declan, close enough to feel his roommate’s warm, minty breath against his face. “You’re right. Hannah is purer. She flirted, but didn’t seem too forward. I wonder if she’s the type who would be into a one-night stand.”
Declan frowned. “Does it matter?”
“What do you mean?”
Declan laced his fingers with Quinn’s and squeezed. The motion felt intimate and caring and went straight to Quinn’s heart.
“How long have we been together now?” Declan asked.
“Two years.”
“And in those two years how many times have we had sex together?”
Quinn chuckled. “A lot.”
“And how many women have we shared?”
“Quite a few.”
“Well then. Think back to each time we’ve been together, and each time we’ve shared a woman. Which was better?”
Quinn thought for a moment. He considered Declan’s firm mouth and long, rough fingers entwined with his. He thought back to when they last had sex, and how it felt to have Declan’s muscular body pressed up against him. Then he remembered how it felt having a soft, lithe female between them.
When Quinn and Declan were alone the sex was rough and fast. Each of them took from the other what they needed, and it often ended quickly. When they were with a woman, things turned gentler, more affectionate. The result was that the men shared an intimacy with each other that they couldn’t achieve on their own. It could only be explored when they worked together to bring a woman to orgasm.
“It was better with a woman, definitely.”
“For me too.” Declan let go of Quinn’s hand. “Imagine if we shared a woman not for a night, but on a more permanent basis?” Declan disentangled his fingers and dragged them up Quinn’s thigh, setting every nerve ending on fire. “Imagine sharing all of what we have, who we are, with a woman?”
Quinn’s mouth went dry as he thought of the possibility. “I never considered it.”
“Consider it now.” Declan cupped Quinn’s thick cock through his black swim trunks. “I see that the idea isn’t unappealing to you.”
“No.” Quinn closed his eyes and groaned as Declan rubbed
and squeezed his shaft.
“Think about it.” Declan’s low, rough voice tumbled through him like a caress. “The two of us stretched out on either side of Hannah, both driving ourselves deep inside that wonderful, soft body.”
Declan moved closer, and excitement tingled over Quinn’s skin. Declan’s body heat and spicy scent penetrated Quinn’s senses and made him even harder.
“Think of it. Us moving together in unison, bringing her body to orgasm…” Declan’s breathing quickened and the shallow puffs of air blew across Quinn’s face.
Quinn moistened his lips as all of the blood in his body rushed to his cock. “I’m picturing it.”
“She’d be perfect for us, don’t you think? Remember how shy she was when we first met her? How she opened up for us as we got to know her—only us?”
“She didn’t open up like that for anyone else in the lab, did she?”
“She’ll open up her body too, I just know it.”
Quinn opened his eyes and met his lover’s gaze. “Fuck Declan, I hope you’re right. It would be amazing.”
“I know. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” Declan closed the last of the distance between them and pressed his lips against Quinn’s.
Quinn reached out for Declan and grabbed his waist. He ran his fingers over the ripple of muscle in Declan’s abdomen as a sense of urgency sparked deep inside his core.
There was nothing like Declan’s kiss. Nothing. It was hard and masculine and made Quinn’s head fog with lust. How much more desire would he feel if Hannah were there watching? If she was participating?
Quinn slid his fingers down over Declan’s washboard abs and cupped his cock. Fuck, Declan was right. He had gotten excited thinking about being with Hannah, too. Having sex with her would be mind-blowing.
Quinn tilted his head and ran his tongue along the seam of Declan’s lips as need wound tight in his lower abdomen.
Declan eased back the opening in Quinn’s swim trunks and slipped his hand inside. Quinn broke the kiss and gasped as Declan wrapped his strong fingers around Quinn’s shaft.
