“Try fucking unbelievable,” Rick muttered.
“I’m a walking, talking contradiction. I get that. Trust me. I’m as confused as I’m making you. I was so angry in the beginning. I wanted to shout and scream and kill someone. Hell, I did. Shout and scream that is. I’ve never killed anyone. Yet,” she tacked on with a wicked grin. “But seriously, I guess I can’t stay angry forever. It’s too damn draining. At this point, I just want it to be over.”
“Good to know.” Phil smiled. At her lifted brow, he added, “That you can’t stay angry.”
“Ha, ha, ha…” She shook her head and then really giggled. “Just remember I like to shout and scream. Maybe even throw things every now and again. I can throw a tantrum like you’ve never seen.” She forced herself to stop talking. She was acting as if they were going to be around for longer than it took to help her with Raymond.
“Anyway, I think he’s watching and waiting for me to run,” River said with a shrug of her shoulders. “And when he sees me, he’ll follow and close in.”
“Then we need to think about this, come up with the best scenario,” Phil stated. “First off, you will not be put in danger. We will be with you at all times.”
“He won’t come after me if I’m with you three. He’s crazy but not stupid. And remember he was a cop once upon a time.”
“So we come up with our best plan,” Luke informed her. “But we will make a plan and go from there.”
“The thing you need to never forget, River, is that he wants you. But you’re not on your own anymore. You have us now. We’re not going to let anything happen to you.”
“What do you think he’s going to do? If they’ve stopped protecting him, then I doubt he heads back home. And how’s he going to hide me here?” He would have to leave her alone, right? There was nothing left for him to do, and apparently, no one willing to help him.
The guys all looked at each other. Phil walked over and stood in front of her. “Think about it, River. Raymond has nowhere to go.”
“And nothing to lose at this point,” Rick added.
“The post card said ‘MINE’,” Luke reminded her.
River wrapped her arms around herself, doing her best to hold herself together as her mind spun this way and that. They couldn’t be thinking what they were making her think. Raymond wouldn’t kill her. Would he? How far had he spiraled down while she was gone? She needed to call Kat and Tara again. This time demand answers. What had Raymond done? If she knew, then maybe she’d know how far he’d go now.
“It only makes sense that he would blame you,” Phil spoke softly before her. “He has no one to cover his back anymore. Can’t go home. You must have made a fool out of him. A woman. A little bit of nothing like you.”
“Hey, I’m not nothing!”
“I’m only saying what Raymond might be thinking,” Phil assured her.
“Trust me, baby,” Rick almost purred. “We know firsthand you’re really something.”
She smiled, felt a little like purring herself as memories of last night filled her mind. God, she wanted to do it again, and again and again and again. She had it bad. Really bad. How had they managed to get under her skin so quickly? Sure, she’d been eyeing them and chatting them up whenever they came across one another since she’d moved here. But last night…well, shit! She shouldn’t be thinking the things she was thinking. It didn’t make sense. And there was no way it would work out long term with three men. Jealousy was bound to rear its ugly head eventually, and she’d be the cause of three friends forgetting they were friends.
“We’ll come up with a plan that will keep you safe,” Luke vowed, misunderstanding her silence. “Nothing will happen to you, River.”
Nothing, except getting her heart broken. Christ, she was a fucking mess. What the hell had Raymond ever seen in her?
“River?” Phil reached out and ran his fingers down her cheek.
“I know. I just…” She broke off with a laugh that even she could tell had a touch of hysteria in it. “I’m having one of those moments where I want to scream. All of this because of me. Because I had poor taste in a man.”
“No.” Rick shook his head. “You might have been the catalyst, but I’m thinking he was already on the downward spiral. Just hiding it remarkably well.”
She moved into Phil’s open arms, letting him hold her close. “Why me?”
“Really, River,” Luke sounded shocked. “You? Fishing for compliments? I never figured you for the type. But if you really need them. You’re beautiful.”
“Sexy,” Rick added.
“Caring, considerate, generous,” Phil tacked on more.
She laughed as she was sure they’d intended. “I wasn’t caring, considerate and generous when I left my friends with no more than a note goodbye.”
“Yeah,” Phil assured her. “You were.”
“You did what you thought you needed to at the time. I’m guessing if he was bothering you, he was bothering them, too,” Luke murmured. “I’m guessing you hoped he’d leave them alone if you weren’t there.”
“Which also explains why you didn’t tell them where you were, to protect them,” Rick added.
“This is why I’m so lousy at poker. I’m too easy to read.” River shook her head. She was an open book it seemed.
Phil laughed. “We like that about you, too.”
“Sounds like there’s not much you don’t like about me.”
“See that.” Rick did that purr thing again with his voice that had her pussy weeping. “Hell, she’s even starting to read our minds.”
She grabbed Phil’s hand and tugged him with her to where Rick stood. Leaning into Rick, she nipped one of those biceps she loved so much with her teeth. “Can you read my mind right now?”
She dropped Phil’s hand and slid her fingers up to his chest, rubbing softly.
“Oh, baby, I sure hope so.” Rick groaned as she slid her other hand down to cup his crotch and give it a squeeze. His cock was already hard and ready for her.
“I think you’re reading it fine.” She pulled her hand away from Phil’s chest and turned fully to Rick, but her eyes skated over to Luke. “I hope you’re planning to join in.” She watched his Adam’s apple bob and licked her lips when he stood. There was no missing the bulge in his jeans.
“Not that I’m complaining here, River, but we do need to sit down and work up a plan eventually.” Phil was right. They did. But she didn’t want to let those thoughts interfere right now.
“I know,” she agreed. “But I’ll think better after I expend some of this pent up energy.”
“Yeah, me, too,” Rick muttered, already reaching for the button fly of his jeans. “Let’s expend some energy, lots and lots of energy.”
River wanted that, needed it. She didn’t want to think about how wrong it was for her to be with them. She shouldn’t have mixed sex up in all this, but she was only human. Still, what had started out as a way to relieve tension…
No, that wasn’t even the truth. She’d wanted them from the beginning. Had she met them under any other circumstances, she would have jumped at the thought of going out with any of them. She had no idea which one she would have picked and was glad she’d never had to decide.
It was wrong to have fun, to have incredible sex when everything was going on around her. Raymond was here, somewhere. Kat and Tara were upset with her for leaving, wanted her to come home. Yet, she was here. With Luke, Phil, and Rick. And God help her, she didn’t want to be anywhere else right now. She was a little afraid she was beginning to need them, and not for protection.
Chapter Eight
Dropping to her knees on the living room carpet, River helped Rick with his fly. Together, they shoved his jeans and boxer briefs down, allowing his cock and balls out. God, she loved the wicked curve of him, loved the way it had felt fucking her ass. She wanted to feel it buried deep in her pussy as both Luke and Phil had been. But first, she wanted to taste him.
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, sliding them from base to tip and back down again.
“God, River,” Rick moaned. “You’ve got me feeling like a teenage boy ready to blow at the touch of your hand.”
She moaned. “I bet you say that to every woman who takes your cock in her hand.” She leaned in and blew a puff of hot air over the crown. Rick groaned, his hips flexing forward, seeking entrance to that warm cavity taunting him. But she leaned back, allowing him only her hand at the moment.
“I can’t think of a single woman who’s ever made me feel the way you do with just the slide of your palm,” Rick grunted through gritted teeth. His hands were fisted at his sides, telling her how much control he was exhibiting to allow her free reign. He deserved a reward for that.
She leaned in, licked over the crown and pulled back to blow another puff of air over him.
“Fuck,” Rick cried.
“Oh, I plan to get to that in a bit,” she purred.
She licked over him again, this time taking the head inside and sucking hard while her tongue explored where head met shaft. Damn, but she loved a man’s cock. She’d always found them beautiful. Amazing how something so strong, so powerful it could leave a woman screaming for more, could be so fragile, as well. One hard hit and a man would be rolling on the ground in more pain than imaginable.
She sucked, tongued, and explored. So soft, as well, and amazingly sensitive. The lightest touch had him bucking and groaning. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth and slowly slid back up.
Oh, yeah. She loved a man’s cock. She’d been known to bring herself to orgasm while giving a blowjob, even without slipping a finger down to help. His pleasure became her pleasure, and she crested. Nothing earth shattering, but an orgasm nonetheless.
“Want to share the love?” Phil asked, and River wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or Rick. Probably both.
“Fuck,” Rick muttered, reaching down to grab the base of his dick and pull back from River’s mouth.
She immediately turned to Phil. He’d shed his clothes completely. His cock bobbed above her, a tempting treat she was eager to receive. She licked her lips and opened wide as he pressed against her mouth. They both moaned as he slid deep, pumping his hips until she gagged slightly, then pulled back until she could handle him.
Slow and easy, he fucked her mouth. She could see Rick stripping out of the corner of her eyes. Luke moved to stand next to Phil, and he was blessedly naked, as well. She felt overdressed in her shorts and t-shirt. She wanted to be naked, wanted to rub all over them skin on skin. She reached up to run her hand through the hair on Luke’s chest. She’d never get enough of his chest.
Following the trail of hair with her fingers, she stroked over his muscled abdomen down to the cock he pumped with his hand. She brushed her thumb over the wet head, rubbing his pre-cum in. Her eyes were on Luke, but her mouth was still working Phil’s cock, sucking and flicking her tongue over him as he fucked her so gently. And it only got better when Rick moved back in, as naked as his friends.
She popped off Phil and turned her head to Luke. No playing now. Just an immediate wet welcome to her mouth as she sucked down his shaft, swallowing, gagging and easing back. She wanted to learn to deep throat, to take every inch they had. She wanted to take all three of them in her mouth at once. She was pure sexual desire, pure carnal need.
Her mouth worked faster, her nails scratching over Luke’s taut abdomen. He used one hand to hold her hair out of her face so he could watch her. They were all watching her. She glanced up, met Luke’s eyes, and held them while she swirled and sucked. It was powerful, sharing a heated look while she held his cock in her mouth. It made her feel like a goddess, invincible and worshipped, which was quite funny considering she was the one on her knees.
“You have too many clothes on,” Rick said.
“We need to remedy that.” Luke pulled his cock free and held a hand out to help her up.
She was on her feet instantly. Rick grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it up and over her head. Phil went to his knees and pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles. Luke helped her balance as she stepped out of them. He reached around between her and Rick and unsnapped her bra. As her arms dropped from over her head, he tugged the straps over her shoulders and pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor at her feet.
Phil stood up, and they all stepped back from her. Three sets of eyes travelled from the top of her head, down to her feet and slowly, very slowly, back to her head.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” Rick sighed, reaching a finger out to brush over her rigid nipple. “I want to keep you naked all day.”
She laughed. It scared her how much she didn’t want this to end. She wanted life to be normal. No crazy ex, no running, no chaos. Just the four of them together, indulging in amazing sex. But then, how normal was that? A woman having three lovers share her was far from what society would call normal.
Phil licked his lips. “Naked and wet, ready for us to take you. Anywhere. Any time.”
“I like the sound of that,” she crooned.
“I want to bend you over the back of the couch and fuck you. You have the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen.” Luke walked around to stand behind her, running both palms over her rear cheeks and giving them a squeeze.
“Bend me over,” she urged him. “Fuck me hard and fast. Ride me until we both scream from the pleasure.”
“Oh, I’m going to,” he vowed, leaning close behind her, so he could whisper in her ear. His cock pressed in the small of her back. She wrapped both arms back around his neck and went up on tiptoe trying to lodge him where she wanted him.
Phil and Rick each cupped a breast, cradling the globes and using their other fingers to tweak and pull her nipples.
“I love your tits,” Phil spoke softly. “Love how soft and smooth your skin is.” He palmed and lifted her. “Perfect size and shape with the prettiest, pink nipples I’ve ever seen. Every time I look at you, I want to touch you, want to strip you naked and explore you with my mouth, taste every inch of you with my tongue.”
“Oh, God,” River moaned.
Rick ran his fingers through her hair. “I love your hair. So soft. Up exposing your long neck or down surrounding your face like a golden halo. I’ve fantasized about how it would feel running over my skin, draped over my chest, spilling over my pillow, or tickling my thighs while you suck my dick. But my imagination wasn’t good enough.”