Centerfold

by Kris Norris

  “Now, please. God, so good.”

  His hand landed a second time.

  “Yes. Again, Roman. I need…”

  Her voice keened into a wail as he rained down four more slaps, each one pulsing her clit until her body exploded, a rush of warm cream coating his thrusting cock.

  “Fuck, yeah, Scarlet. Keep coming.”

  Aiden joined in, tweaking her nipples then pinching her clit, keeping her suspended until the room faded and she collapsed on Aiden, her entire body convulsing.

  “Gonna come. So damn hot.”

  Roman claimed her three more times before he shouted her name, grinding his pelvis against her ass as he climaxed inside her, every jerk of his hips pushing her further under. Voices swirled in the background, but all she could make out was the steady thrash of Aiden’s heart beneath her ear.

  Roman leaned over her, dropping kisses on her shoulders and back as he eased free. She whimpered at the loss, but he shushed her, drawing her hair back from her face.

  “Easy, darling. Rest.”

  The men shuffled her around until she was positioned between them, their constant caresses soothing her heated skin, lulling her into a light sleep. She wanted to tell them she loved them, but nothing more than a rasp made it past her lips as she drifted off, their promise of more following her into the darkness.

  Chapter Eight

  “I swear to God I’ll kill that man!”

  Scarlet stomped into the room, rubbing her arms as she shivered amidst the layers of clothing, wondering if she’d ever be warm again.

  Roman moved in behind her, tugging her against his chest as he curled his arms around her. “Now, now, darling. We can’t go around killing everyone who pisses you off. We’d never have time for anything else.”

  “Very funny.” She elbowed him and was rewarded with a muted grunt. “And I’ll be satisfied with just him.”

  Aiden stepped in front of her, pressing his chest against hers as he helped rub her arms. “Nick is only following Glade’s instructions. You’re Ms. December. He wants photos of you out in the snow.”

  “It’s not being out in the snow that bothers me. It’s having to do it dressed in a freaking red bustier and a thong!”

  “The photographer did allow you a nice set of velvet boots and hat.”

  “And don’t forget that muff.” Roman gave her a squeeze. “Oh the things we could do to you with that soft piece of fur.”

  “Fuck off. Both of you.” She tried to tug out of their embrace, sighing when she did little more than rub her hard nipples against Aiden’s chest. Fuck. They were still sore from being puckered for over an hour, and she wasn’t sure she could take any additional stimulation.

  Aiden tsked her. “I’m guessing you don’t have much of a sense of humor right now. Fine. You cuddle with Roman, and I’ll run you a bath. Quickest way to get warm.”

  She huffed, though she could tell by the way Aiden flashed her a sloppy grin he knew it was just for show. Roman shifted his hands, scooping her up and carrying her to the bed. He placed her gently on top then methodically removed her clothes. Shivers raked through her, and she was certain her skin had a blue tinge to it.

  “Damn. You look like a fucking Smurf.” He grabbed a soft fleece blanket off the end of the bed and wrapped her in it. “And you won’t have to kill Nick. I swear if that camera boy adjusts your breasts one more time, I’ll shove that lens up his ass.” He pulled her back onto his lap after sitting on the edge. “It’s bullshit that you weren’t showing enough cleavage. I could see your nipples from across the fucking lawn.” He hissed out a breath, fluttering her hair around her face. “I know all the checks we’ve done on him and the other staff have some back clean, but…something feels off about him. It’s as if he’s over attentive one minute then acting as if he can’t stand to touch you the next. And Ms. November wasn’t much better.”

  “Candi?”

  “She’s nothing like candy, darling.”

  Scarlet laughed. “No, I think her name is Candi. At least, that’s what it sounded like when Nick called her over. She’s quite secretive, though I can’t blame her. If I’d been smart, I would have picked a different first name.”

  “Hey. We all know the first rule of being undercover is to stick as close to the truth as possible. And thankfully here, they don’t want to know more than a first name for the ladies. Even that is optional.”

  Scarlet leaned into him, exhaustion straining her muscles. “So what didn’t you like about Ms. November? And didn’t you mention her before?”

  “Yeah. She scowled the other day during your public display.”

  Her cheeks heated at the memory, though just as much from what had happened once they’d returned to the room as from having to give Aiden a blow job in front of a crowd.

  He chuckled. “I know you’re remembering what you did to Aiden. Poor man never stood a chance. As for Candi—or whatever her name is—it’s not anything I can pinpoint. More of a feeling. The way she watches you when you’re not looking her way. I don’t think she likes the competition up here.”

  “Sorry to burst your bubble, baby, but most of these women are far savvier than me when it comes to being a cover model. I keep expecting Glade to come to his senses and kick me out.”

  “Are you staring at the same body in the mirror as we are? Because, damn, you’re gorgeous.”

  She grinned, leaning over to kiss his stubbled jaw. “Thanks. You boys are pretty damn hot yourselves. Unfortunately, being hot isn’t helping us in this instance.” She sighed. “At least Glade’s added security measures seem to be working. All the other models are still present and accounted for. Having them travel with a companion has definitely hampered this guy.”

  “Which only makes him more dangerous. He’s going to get desperate. And that could make him even deadlier.” He patted her thighs when the door to the bathroom opened and Aiden walked out. “Looks like your pool is ready.”

  She gasped when Aiden plucked her off Roman’s lap and carried her back across the room. Since their tumble in the sheets, the boys had started acting like cavemen. Though she had to admit, there was something deliciously romantic about having them carry her. And she’d be lying if she said their possessive qualities didn’t turn her the fuck on.

  Aiden nodded as he placed her on her feet. “I know. You’re quite capable of walking.”

  “I am. But being in your arms isn’t completely bad.”

  “Glad there may be a glimmer of pleasure in there somewhere.” He gave her ass a tap. “Get warm and don’t come out until your skin is pink again.”

  She dropped the blanket then wiggled her ass at him. “Don’t suppose you boys want to join me.”

  “Wench.” He lunged forward, giving her a hard kiss before backing away. “We’ll let you enjoy it for a while first. Water’s too damn hot for us. I honestly don’t know how your skin doesn’t just burn off.” He gave her body a long, slow sweep. “But once it’s cooler…”

  “I’ll hold you to that.”

  He winked then headed out, leaving the door slightly ajar. She tested the water, moaning in pleasure as she stepped in and sank below the surface, leaving only her head resting above. She let the heat ease her aching muscles and purge the ugly images from her mind. Sometimes she really hated her job.

  Minutes ticked by, the bath gradually cooling. She wondered when the damn water was going to be cold enough for them, when a muffled groan sounded through the sliver of space at the door, pulling her out of her thoughts. She glanced at the adjoining room, tensing when something fell to the floor in the next room, landing with a resounding thud.

  Scarlet eased out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her as she tiptoed to the door. Damn, she hadn’t even thought to bring her gun into the room with her, not with Roman and Aiden several feet away. But what if the killer had made the connection? Figured out she was a cop and had jumped the boys?

  The inklings of fear cooled her skin as she took a deep breath, then
shoved open the door. She stared straight ahead, her breath rushing from her chest. Aiden leaned against the wall, naked, muscles rippling, head pressed back as pleasure twisted his expression, his lips pursed together. His eyes were clenched shut. He’d tangled his fingers through Roman’s hair as the man moved between his legs, bobbing up and down the man’s length just as Scarlet had done on stage.

  “Oh. My. God.”

  The words sprang from her lips and she hadn’t realized she’d spoken until both sets of eyes turned in her direction. Roman pulled back, allowing Aiden’s shaft to slip from his mouth, the heavy length held like a sword in his hand. His lips were wet and swollen, and just the sight of them caused liquid to pool between her thighs. A new bead of fluid eased from Aiden’s slit. She motioned to Roman, moaning when he turned and licked Aiden’s crown.

  She drew a deep breath, trying to calm her frantic heart as she moved toward their outstretched hands, linking her fingers through theirs. Roman claimed her mouth first, a hint of Aiden’s salty musk making her pussy clench in anticipation before he released her, turning her to face Aiden. He took her unspoken invitation, planting a hot, wet kiss on her lips before spinning her again and moving to her neck, nibbling at the sensitive spot behind her ear. She arched into him, meeting Roman’s heated stare.

  “I thought you two were going to join me once the water cooled?”

  “Didn’t realize we’d been that long. Sorry, darling. We’d be more than happy to join you now, unless we could interest you in another form of play? Though, I almost regret having to remove the towel. It suits you.”

  He snagged the edge of the terry, gently easing it free. It fell to the floor in a puddle of white, the tickling sensation of the cloth across her skin puckering her nipples into tight peaks.

  Roman smiled, flicking his thumb over one hard bud. “God, I love how responsive you are. Looks like you’re just in time to get dirty again.”

  She palmed his chest, preventing him from dipping his head and sucking at her nipple.

  He raised an eyebrow, his dominant side bleeding through. “Scarlet?”

  “Not so fast. When I came out here, you boys were already in the middle of something—”

  “And now you’ll be in the middle.”

  She thwarted his next attempt, this time dodging out from between them. “What if I don’t want to be in the middle this go around?”

  A hint of uncertainty flashed in Roman’s eyes before he glanced at Aiden, who stepped forward, his naked body gleaming in the light. Slightly tanned skin over thick-banded muscles, just the sight of him made her stomach flutter with anticipation.

  He stopped a foot away, brushing his fingers along her arm. “There something you need to tell us?”

  “Just like a G-man to jump to the worst conclusion. It’s nothing like that. I just have some questions.”

  He narrowed his eyes. “Such as?”

  “Specifically? I’ve been wondering. Do you both…” She waved her hand at their erect shafts. “Give and receive?”

  Aiden chuckled. “I didn’t take you as the shy type, baby.”

  “I’m not shy, it’s just… Fine. Do you both fuck each other’s asses?”

  “Roman prefers to be the one fucking, but yes, we both fuck each other.” He raised an eyebrow. “How does that make you feel?”

  “Other than the obvious aroused as hell?” She smiled. “I’d call it curious.” She waved at the bed. “I don’t suppose you two would be willing to show me?”

  Roman moved in beside Aiden. “Pardon me?”

  “You heard me, Roman. I want you to show me.” She sauntered forward, trailing her fingers down his chest, scraping his skin until she circled his cock. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around how I fit into all this. I know you love each other and I believe you when you say you love me—”

  “We do love you.” Roman framed her face with his hands. “You’re not just a toy to us—a convenient third, as you said the other day. You’re our soul, Scarlet. What will keep bringing us home night after night. A fact these past weeks has made very apparent. We can’t lose you.”

  “You’re not going to lose me. All I’m asking is for you to let me share what you feel for each other. Witness the passion between you. You are going to continue to be lovers, aren’t you?”

  “Of course, and it’s not like we’re trying to hide it from you. We just wanted to wait until you were ready. We didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable. We haven’t really talked much about this aspect of our relationship.”

  “You know what they say—a picture’s worth a thousand words.”

  Roman pursed his lips.

  “I promise you. Watching you two boys pleasure each other isn’t going to turn me off. Hell, I might come just thinking about it.” She gave him her best smile. “Please? I need this.”

  The men exchanged a look, and she wasn’t certain they’d conceded until Aiden tsked her, turning her around and urging her forward with a pat on her ass.

  He allowed his hand to linger on the curve of her buttocks. “All right. But it’ll cost you. We’ll let you watch on one condition.”

  She gazed at him over her shoulder. “Name it.”

  “Next time, it’ll be you between both of us.”

  She couldn’t quite crush the soft rumble in her chest as she stopped at the bed, looking from Roman back to Aiden. “And will you be spanking me before or after you both fuck me?”

  “Goddamn…” Aiden shook a finger at her. “You’d best get comfortable, baby.”

  Aiden sat first, flexing his abs as he leaned back, watching Roman retrieve the lubricant from their bag. She found the way Aiden’s muscles rippled fascinating, showing off every inch of his firm body. He was slightly larger than Roman, with strong, bulging arms that held tight as he took what belonged to him. Desire had darkened his blue eyes, making them appear more like deep pools than the morning sky. He glanced over at her, giving her a wink as he lowered one hand, rhythmically stroking his cock.

  The sight made her pussy clench and she wondered if refusing to be their third this time had been a bit premature. But the thought vanished as she watched Roman advance, his strong body a symbol of masculinity. He stopped in front of Aiden, batting the man’s hand away as he slipped his fingers around Aiden’s shaft, firmly pumping up and down the length.

  “Don’t you fucking tease me, Roman. It’s been too long.”

  “Been right here the whole time, jackass.”

  Roman bent down, taking Aiden’s mouth in a kiss so carnal, Scarlet’s lips swelled in response. Damn, she’d never witnessed such an exchange of raw power before and the thought that they were hers…

  She sucked in a ragged breath as Aiden fought back, battling for dominance, never truly submitting to the man. Roman growled when he pulled away, the gravely sound a clear warning.

  Aiden raised an eyebrow, obviously not fazed by the outward show of dominance. “You’re not the only one feeling aggressive.” He swung his gaze to her then over to Roman again. “Watching all those men stare at Scarlet. Having that fucking photographer grope her while we stood there… I’m a bit edgy, too.”

  “Then roll over, and I’ll fuck that tension right out of you, buddy.”

  Aiden sat still for a few moments, as if considering Roman’s demand, before sighing and crawling into the middle of the bed. He acquiesced, but it wasn’t a submission. The way he moved, the steely look in his eyes let Scarlet know he’d obeyed because he chose to. Because the act would bring him pleasure. Roman acknowledged the truce with a firm slap to Aiden’s ass, making the muscles jump.

  Aiden clenched his jaw but settled on his hands and knees, glancing at Roman over his shoulder when the bed dipped from the man’s weight. His gaze found Scarlet again, the intensity in his eyes stealing her breath. God, did he stare at her like that when they were about to make love? Did his passion burn as hot?

  He shook his head, glancing at Roman. “Our girl’s doubting we want her as much as
we want each other.”

  Scarlet inhaled roughly. “How the hell could you possibly know that?”

  “It’s written all over your face, baby. The way you scrunch your nose and worry that lip between your teeth. Then there’s the slight frown.” He gave her a stunning smile. “You can’t keep secrets from us.”

  She huffed out a breath, toeing the floor. “I’ve just never seen you look at anyone the way you do Roman.”

  “That’s because you’ve usually got your eyes squeezed shut. I promise you. What we feel for you makes everything else two-dimensional. And we’ll prove that claim next time. But for now, stop worrying and enjoy the show.”

  Scarlet nodded, her throat too thick for her to get any words out. Roman kneeled behind Aiden, placing the lubricant on the mattress beside them. He unscrewed the cap, squeezing a small amount onto his fingers before tracing them down Aiden’s cleft. A low moan feathered from Aiden’s luscious lips when Roman circled his ass, penetrating him with a single finger.

  Scarlet drew closer, watching Roman pump the digit back and forth, making Aiden’s cock pulse. She’d never touched a man like that and wondered how it felt to be the one stroking their flesh. Roman turned toward her as she climbed on the bed, his lips finding hers. She ate at his mouth, her arousal so tight her clit pulsed. God, she’d never expected it to have this effect on her, but they were so beautiful—strong male bodies moving together in a primal act of desire—it made her feel dizzy.

  She reached out, following the same path Roman had taken, smoothing her fingers across Aiden’s skin. Aiden whipped his head around, his gaze meeting hers across his shoulder. She silently asked permission. A low rumble was her only reply as she smeared some of the lube on her finger and slipped it inside his tight channel.

  “Oh God, Roman. Does it feel like this when Aiden touches you?”

  Roman licked one distended nipple, making her hiss.

  “Hot? Raw? Hungry?” He pinched one. “Oh, yeah. And soon, you’ll feel it, too.” He nodded toward his lover. “Add another finger, darling. I need him nice and stretched.”