Destined to Be Three (6 page)

Fuck
. Gray would tan his hide if he came without any kind of foreplay. Stopping his train of thought, Cade wondered why that was a bad thing.

“I like that expression on your face,” Gray commented, amusedly. “You’re thinking of being naughty. A naughty Cade is a very good thing. I get to reap the rewards, and then, I get to spank that fine ass for being naughty.” Gray leaned close enough that Cade felt his humid breath against his lips. “It’s a win-win situation for me.”

Cade shivered as a cold chill raced down his spine. Gray’s velvety tongue glided across his bottom lip then his top lip before swiping his bottom lip again.

Cade opened his mouth with a groan. Gray pounced, fusing their lips together. They didn’t close their eyes. They simply stared at each other, Cade’s green eyes to Gray’s brown ones. The intensity of their look sparked a fire between them, causing a temperature spike in the room. Cade’s skin heated, and a small bead of sweat formed on his forehead. He pressed his restless body closer to Gray.

Gray attempted to invade Cade’s mouth, but he blocked him. Cade propelled his tongue forward, meeting Gray’s raiding tongue, and pushed it away.

Gray wouldn’t have any of that. He growled and plundered both hands through Cade’s hair, stopping below his crown. Gray grabbed two fistfuls of hair and tugged, hard.

A rush of exquisite pain radiated from Cade’s scalp. He gasped as Gray yanked with enough force that his only option was to break the kiss.

Gray lowered his head to Cade’s right ear, never loosening his grip. “So, you want to play with the big boys, do you?”

“Fuck yeah,” Cade answered with a guttural groan as Gray nipped his ear. The nip mixed with the stinging pain on his scalp generated a tidal wave of pleasure that crashed through his bloodstream and made a beeline for his already-engorged cock.

“Then you better bring it,” Gray challenged cockily and crashed his mouth to Cade’s once again.

Gray plunged his tongue into Cade’s mouth, asking no questions and giving no answers, just dueling tongues, clashing teeth, and a battle for submission. Cade had zero chance of escape—not that he wanted it. So he surrendered, giving himself over completely to Gray’s deep, devastating kiss.

Kisses were compared to dancing, but this was no dance. This was pillaging and plundering without remorse. Gray took what he wanted, and damn the consequences.

Gray let go of Cade’s hair without ever breaking their insanely intense kiss. He planted his sizable hands on each side of Cade’s broad shoulders.

Cade wanted to protest, but stopped when Gray threw his leg over Cade’s body and pinned him to the bed.

Even fully clothed, Cade felt Gray’s steely cock pressing against his lower abdomen. His own hard-as-a-rock dick was so close to Gray’s ass it tried to burst free of the confines of his jeans. He’d never been inside of Gray’s ass, but that was irrelevant to his dick. Sometimes, the need to fuck Gray was nearly unbearable. However, Cade loved Gray and would never push for something he knew Gray didn’t want.

Gray raised his head and grinned sensually. He had an odd, fiendish gleam in his eyes that made Cade squirm.

Cade hadn’t ever seen his lover like this. He was wild and untamed. His flushed face had hardened into granite. His once-brown eyes had transformed into pitch-black orbs. If this was any other man, Cade would turn and run. But this wasn’t another man. This was Gray.

Adrenaline pumped through Cade, leaving his body quaking in need.

Gray jerked upright and ripped off his shirt.

Fuck.
Cade had seen Gray without his shirt a million times, but it never failed to transfix Cade. His heart stopped. His mind shut down. The only thing in the world was Gray’s rocklike abs, every muscle and indention calling to him.

Cade loved to explore every dent, dip, and groove with his tongue, leaving a wet trail behind. He was turned on by the thought of his saliva on Gray’s body. If that made him a Neanderthal, then let the chest pounding commence.

Cade’s hands moved from the bed of their own volition, heading directly for Gray’s tanned, work-hardened stomach. He started at the bottom, gliding his hands over Gray’s abs slowly in what he hoped to be a torturous motion. If Gray’s sudden intake of air was any indication, he was doing fine.

Cade continued his upward climb, slowing his hands to a crawl to increase Gray’s torment. Gray’s muscles contracted and bunched with every centimeter Cade covered.

Cade reached Gray’s chest. The compulsion to pinch Gray’s nipples was irrepressible. Gray would murder him for pushing like this, but he didn’t give a damn. He was going to get all of Gray tonight.

Cade guided his hands to Gray’s nipples and circled their outer edges. Gray’s nipples hardened and he groaned. Spurred on, Cade flicked each nipple lightly, one at a time, until Gray moaned.

“Fuck,” Gray cursed. “You’re pushing me.”

“Yeah. That’s the general idea,” Cade said as he grasped both nipples and squeezed.

Gray bucked upward, his back arching as his hoarse shout filled the room. Damn, Cade saw the appeal of being the one holding the control. He didn’t want to give it up, but he wasn’t an imbecile. This was a temporary delight he should savor for as long as Gray allowed it. And Cade planned to revel in it—for now.

Cade toyed with Gray’s nipples, rolling them between two fingers and giving them the occasional pinch.

Cade knew he’d pushed Gray to his breaking point when Gray fell on him. Gray smashed his lips to Cade’s. The kiss was raw, hard, and punishing. Gray’s nips turned into bites, and Cade tasted a slight hint of copper against his taste buds. He knew that flavor and it inflamed him. He was bleeding—not a lot but enough to taste.

Cade’s cock lengthened and pushed against his pants. He moaned, needing more than what Gray gave him.

Gray wrenched his mouth away from Cade and ordered gruffly, “Get this fucking shirt off before I rip it off.”

Cade felt the loss to his soul when Gray moved away from him and stood quickly.

Following Gray’s example, Cade leaped off the bed on the opposite side of him. Both men savagely tore at their clothes, every stitch hitting the floor at the same time.

The two nude men stared each other down, daring the other to admit defeat. They both knew Cade would cave first, but it was hot nonetheless.

“Damn.” Cade half walked, half ran around the bed without waiting for Gray’s command. His aching cock bobbed with the steps he took, but he ignored the slight discomfort. His focus was on Gray and fucking.

Cade dropped to his knees in front of Gray. He eyeballed Gray’s huge cock. The beauty was unmistakable. It was not as long as his own, but what it lacked in length, it more than made up for in girth. Gray’s shaft was covered in smooth skin which led to his purplish, mushroom-shaped head. One large, bulging blood vessel ran down the middle of Gray’s cock. The blood pulsing through the vein caused a slight twitch.

Gray grasped the base of his cock with his large hand and aimed it at Cade. He stopped within licking distance of Cade’s already-salivating mouth and started to pump. His hand moved up and down the shaft, the skin bunching and sliding as he went. A drop of fluid seeped from his slit. Gray brushed his finger across the moisture and swiped it up. He extended his finger to Cade and smiled wickedly. “Feels so good. Want to taste?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He thrust his finger inside Cade’s mouth.

Cade jerked backward and spat, “Bastard.” He was going to get a little revenge on Gray later. The tease was using his oral fixation against him. Cade loved to suck cock. It was one of his favorite pastimes, and Gray knew it. The contradiction of an unyielding shaft with soft, smooth skin fascinated Cade, and the tangy taste drove him mad.

Eating pussy was Cade’s other favorite pastime. He couldn’t wait to get his mouth on Jaycee’s juicy cunt. Feasting on her pussy had fueled many dirty dreams even though he’d never gotten a sample.

Cade’s mind flooded with fantasies about her cream while Gray’s cock dangled in front of his opened mouth like a steak in front of a starving dog. And that was it. Cade broke. His mouth executed a perfect dive for Gray’s cock, and he had Gray’s dick halfway down his throat before Gray could protest.

Gray didn’t let it show if he’d been planning to object. He was too busy swearing, “Son of a bitch, Cade!”

Cade’s chin hit Gray’s balls. Saliva pooled in his mouth and he swallowed.

With a groan, Gray grabbed a fistful of Cade’s hair. The fear that Gray was going to stop him rode high, agitating him, but Gray never pulled his head back. Instead, he used his grip on Cade’s hair to hinder his movements, but did not push him away, just held him immobile. Gray hauled his cock backward until only the tip remained in Cade’s mouth. The next thing Cade knew, Gray plunged his cock back into Cade’s mouth as far and fast as he could.

Cade relaxed his throat in hopes of taking a little bit more, but he couldn’t. Gray had already filled his mouth to capacity, his cock crowding every inch of Cade’s mouth. Cade loosened his jaw and let Gray take the lead. His lover held nothing back as he propelled his cock in and out of Cade’s mouth like a rabid sex machine. For once, Cade felt like the beast had been released. This is what Cade and Jaycee needed. They needed
all
of Gray.

Chapter 5

Gray was lost in a swirl of emotion and passion, his control shot to hell. The walls of their shabby motel room seemed to be closing in on him, and the temperature kept climbing.

Damn, Cade
. There was no way to save either of them now. He hoped this night wouldn’t alter their bond. Gray would never survive losing him as he had Jaycee, not that he would survive losing her a second time. He needed both of them, no matter what it took.

For some insane reason, they both wanted him. They wanted all of him and not just the good parts. It had taken him a long time to comprehend that was the reason Jaycee had walked away. She hadn’t feared him, or Cade, or even a ménage. She’d wanted all the things they’d wanted, but he’d been too damn scared to give.

Well, fuck it, they were going to get all of him whether they liked the real him or not.

Gray retreated then tunneled back into Cade’s mouth as soon as his cock hit the back of Cade’s throat. He didn’t fear for Cade. The look of sublime pleasure on his lover’s face was proof enough.

Gray watched Cade’s glazed eyes. His man was lost. Cade fought a losing battle. He wanted to give pleasure, but he was drowning in his own.
Not yet, Cade. Not yet.

“Cade, flatten your tongue.” Gray barely recognized his own voice. The gravelly sound was foreign to him.

“Mmmph.” Cade complied, flattening his tongue.

“Now, lave the underside of my cock with your tongue,” Gray commanded in a smooth, even voice. He sounded much calmer than he was.

“Mmmph.” Cade bathed Gray’s cock with his wet, velvety tongue. He massaged the throbbing shaft, rippling his tongue in a wavelike motion. Gray’s cock swelled. He was harder than he ever remembered being, the pain starting to override the pleasure.

“Oh my God!” Gray yanked Cade’s hair forcefully and pulled him off of his cock. He was going to blow if Cade so much as breathed on his dick. His balls were already drawn up, begging for the release they had been robbed of.

Gray couldn’t help the surge of pride when he looked at him. Cade sat back on his haunches with heavy-lidded eyes, gasping for breath. His cock was so hard it looked as if it could literally pound nails, and his lips looked as though they’d been well and truly fucked. Instead of feeling guilty, he felt feverish. He needed inside of Cade.

Cade apparently knew what was about to happen. He had a devilish grin spread across his sexy face that made Gray’s throbbing cock jump. “I hope you plan on reaming my ass with the same ferocity. Although, I think that I could take it a little rougher. I am not going to break, big boy.”