They had never met her. Every time her father had come to the house to pick up Zach, her mother hadn’t accompanied him.
Evan’s kiss was gentle, not intended to be anything but a show of love and support. Desperate flames erupted inside Alaina. She needed more than a cuddle. Right now, she wanted to feel something other than the guilt and grief threatening to consume her.
She grasped his arms tightly and moved her hands under his short sleeves. He had a sensitive spot on a crease at the top of his shoulder where one muscle met another. A shudder shook his body as her fingers found just the right pressure for this caress. His fingers dug into her thigh as he moved her so that her body pressed closer.
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“Evan.” Daniel’s warning broke the spell.
Alaina jerked away from Evan. She slid her hands away from his shoulders. “Sorry. This is your time together. I’m intruding.” She leapt up, intending to leave, but Daniel pulled her into his lap.
“Lainie, I don’t want you to leave. I just thought it was the wrong time for Evan to do what he was doing. You’re upset.” She peered into his chocolate eyes and lifted a hand to caress his cheek. “I didn’t want him to stop.”
He lifted a brow and smoothed a strand of hair away from her face.
“I’d like for the three of us to make love together.” It was a bold move. They hadn’t exactly invited her to join in their sex play. She traced his lips with the tip of her finger.
His hand came up. She thought he might pull her closer for a kiss, but he stopped with his palm spread across her back between the shoulder blades. It was a possessive and dominating gesture, the kind of thing she had prohibited men from doing her entire life. With Danny, it had become something she desired. For the first time in her life, she wanted her men to take care of her.
She trembled, feeling naked without her barriers up. As much as she loved each of these men, this was the first time she truly let her walls down. She hoped they would be gentle.
Evan’s hand landed on her knee. His heat permeated the thin silk of her stockings. He slid his warmth along the inside of her thigh.
Daniel took advantage of her preoccupation to remove the hair ties holding her usual French braid in place. He turned her to more fully face Evan, which gave him full access to her hair.
Rough circles sent Evan’s heat spiraling through her system.
Daniel unraveled her braid. When he finished, his fingers dug in, massaging her aching scalp and rendering her hair a bushy mess. A thousand points of pleasure shot along her neural pathways. Alaina moaned.
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Daniel drew her back against his chest. He lifted her hips to allow Evan room to maneuver her panties and stockings off.
Tossing them aside, Evan knelt on the floor in front of her. Her bare skin brushed against Daniel’s jeans as he arranged her legs to fall to the outside of his. Evan pushed her skirt up, teasing with a light caress that promised so much more, and Daniel spread her open.
Being this close to either of them made her clit throb. It became unbearable when they mixed utter sweetness with their seduction. She choked back a sob. “This isn’t what I meant.” Evan brushed a feathery kiss on her inner thigh just above the knee. “Let us love you, Alaina. Let us show you what you mean to us.”
She didn’t doubt their love. “I want to touch you.” Daniel slid a hand into the blouse he had begun unbuttoning when she wasn’t paying attention. “You will, Lainie.” He plucked her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger and sending spikes of pleasure radiating from where he touched. His other arm crossed over her midsection, belting her in place. “Later.” Evan’s light kisses barely touched her skin as he traveled to her wet center. His hot tongue flicked over flesh that waited anxiously for the next caress. She was hypersensitive, and when he blew a short, scorching breath over her clit, she jumped. Cream gushed from her pussy as if rushing to meet his tongue.
“I got you, Lainie.”
The hand on her breast withdrew. Daniel unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, pulling it from where she had tucked it into her skirt.
Under his skillful hands, even the movement of fabric was an erotic sensation. He didn’t remove it completely. He would have to tilt her forward to do that, and he wasn’t exactly allowing her much wiggle room.
She wanted to feel the tickle of the sparse hair sprinkled across his chest on her back. The heat of him penetrated the thin poly-blend of her blouse, but it wasn’t the same. She felt the hard outline of his cock
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pressed to the seam of her ass. If this had been any other day, she could have suggested he impale her ass while Evan pleasured her with his tongue.
But this wasn’t any other day. This was the day she asked Daniel and Evan to strip themselves bare and let her completely into their lives. Now she needed to let them call the shots, accept what they had to give.
So instead of demanding what she wanted, she relaxed and let Daniel call the shots. At least, she was pretty sure Daniel was calling the shots. It was difficult to tell with these two.
Evan flicked his tongue over the tip of her clit, chasing all other thoughts away. Daniel had loosened her bra to expose her breasts.
Now that she had submitted, he palmed them both, massaging and squeezing in a way that inflicted just the right amount of pain to be pleasurable. He kept her on edge, ensuring the million thoughts always bombarding her mind were kept at bay.
Between her legs, Evan flicked faster and faster, driving her to the brink without a chance of falling over. Alaina arched into Daniel’s hands and thrust toward Evan’s mouth. At last, he took pity on her.
Two fingers pushed into her slick pussy, meeting no resistance. His strong lips clamped around her clit as he sucked it into his mouth. Her climax broke, slamming over her body and splintering her into a thousand pieces.
Evan thrust his fingers against her G-spot until the storm passed.
He rocked back to sit on his heels, a superior look glinting in his eyes.
It was so out of character from the way he usually looked at her that Alaina sat up, startled.
Daniel’s hold had relaxed when her body turned to jelly. Now he sat forward, too. Evan knelt up, snaked his hand around Danny’s neck, and pulled him close. Eyelids heavy with desire, he captured Daniel’s lips, thrusting his tongue in Danny’s mouth as if to share her flavor.
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Daniel fisted the front of Evan’s shirt, holding him close. Alaina slid to the side, trying to move out of the way in hopes they would escalate the passion between them. Her waning orgasm throbbed a little harder, and she whimpered in anticipation.
Clamping one hand to her thigh, Daniel halted her slide. Evan wound an arm around her waist, holding her and making her part of the embrace. As she watched, Daniel reversed possessiveness of the kiss. He licked Evan’s lips, cleaning her juices from his face.
When he finally broke the kiss, chest heaving from lack of oxygen, Daniel rested his forehead against Evan’s and smiled.
“Damn, you taste good.”
Evan grinned. “I’ve wanted to do that for months.”
“There are other things you’ve wanted to do for months.” Daniel ran the edge of his thumbnail over Evan’s lower lip. “What do you say we head upstairs now?”
Evan nodded and stood. Daniel followed suit, hoisting Alaina in his arms. He cradled her this time, a testament to his changed mood.
After her protest the first time, he had regularly made it a point to throw her over his shoulder to carry her up the stairs.
She traced light patterns across his cheeks and along his stubble-roughened jaw. “I love you, Danny.”
A soft smile lit his face. “I love you, too, Lainie.”
“I know this is hard for you.”
“Being with you is the opposite of hardship.” The crookedness of his smile belied his intent. He had purposely misunderstood.
“You’ve spent your life hiding your feelings for Evan from everyone, even him. I know what kind of man you were raised to be, Daniel. I want you to know that you can always be yourself with me.” His mouth opened and closed, sure evidence she’d taken him unaware. “You’re not jealous?”
They had reached the bedroom. Daniel set her on the bed.
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Evan lifted her legs, settled on the edge of the bed, and draped them across his lap. The predatory gleam in his eye was another new development that sent shockwaves to her pussy.
The smile she intended ended up being little more than the hungry licking of her lips. “I love that you love each other. It strengthens our bond. And now you don’t have to pretend you aren’t salivating over each other when we’re in bed.”
Shock knocked the gleam from Evan’s eyes. “I didn’t think you noticed that.”
“Noticed it?” She laughed. “I never stopped hoping you’d forget I was there and do what you really wanted to do.”
“Forget you were there? Never. We thought we were keeping you busy.” Daniel pushed her blouse from her shoulders. The bra came off with it. “I want to do this. Evan, get her skirt.” In seconds, she was naked. They shed their clothes and soon their bodies flanked hers. Two sets of hands explored her flesh. Two sets of lips set fires everywhere they landed. She writhed, wanting more while wanting to see them touch one another.
With her usual boldness, she pushed for what she wanted. Evan’s bed was king size, which gave her room to maneuver. Rolling, she moved to the other side of Daniel. If she correctly interpreted that gleam in Evan’s eyes, he wanted Daniel, and he wanted to have Daniel in front of her.
Evan didn’t miss a beat. Using an elbow and a knee, he levered closer to Daniel. Now they flanked him. Daniel stiffened for a second, but Alaina pretended to not notice. She tongued the spot just behind his ear that usually made him moan. Evan closed his lips over Danny’s, muffling the low sounds of pleasure issuing from there.
The feel of Daniel’s soft skin juxtaposed with the hard muscle underneath never failed to excite Alaina. She caressed his chest and stomach, moving her mouth and hands lower. Evan’s hard cock rested near Daniel’s hip. She wrapped her hand around him, and he thrust against her.
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He broke his plundering, lingering kiss with Daniel, leaned across Danny’s chest, and pulled Alaina closer to demand the same from her lips. Already pulsing with need, Alaina whimpered. It was a little sound, but it was enough to get Daniel’s attention.
Disengaging himself from the tangle of limbs, he left the bed, reached into the nightstand, and rolled on a condom. Alaina didn’t know what to expect. In the past, she knew she would soon be filled with his hard, pulsing cock. Now her chances were diminished, but the idea he might take Evan excited her to a point very close to climax.
Evan, however, didn’t seem to have the same quandary. He turned Alaina so that her legs hung over the side of the bed. Daniel spread her legs and pulled her closer to where he stood. Alaina quivered in anticipation. Her legs were liquid, trembling at each point of physical contact.
Daniel ran his hands over her hips, up her stomach and ribs, over her breasts, pausing at her neck before changing direction. The rough, possessive caress fueled the riot inside. Her pussy pulsed, begging with silent screams. Grasping his shaft, he teased her further with his thick head, running it up and down her folds.
“Daniel!” The desperate plea came out a little more sharper than she intended, but Alaina didn’t care. She wanted him thrusting into her right now.
He smiled that cocky grin and slid home, halting anything further she might have said. Planting her feet on the bed frame, she lifted her hips to make sure the angle was right to take him fully inside.
Instead of pulling out, teasing her by lingering just inside her entrance, he stayed buried in her heat. He bent over her, pressing his chest to hers, and he kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. Alaina recognized his desperation. His heart hammered against hers. She wrapped her arms and legs around him.
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Evan’s strong hands gripped her ankles, prying her from Daniel, and Alaina understood Daniel’s fear. Breaking the kiss, she smoothed her hands over his shoulders, up his neck, until she cupped his cheeks.
He looked into her eyes for a second, naked anxiety dilating his pupils. Then he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers.
The confidence of the man she loved had vanished, revealing a rare vulnerability. “Are you sure about this?” The words whispered heat across her lips and chin. She wanted him to move, to pound into her with his usual abandon, but she knew he couldn’t. Not yet.
Her breaths came in short pants. “Yes,” she said. “You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about this.” Given his sudden intake of breath, she knew Evan had penetrated the tight ring of muscle surrounding Daniel’s anus.
“I think we should put mirrors on the ceiling.” Daniel’s pathetic laugh was balm to her soul. Full of love and joy over her acceptance, it was weighed down by the need driving each of them. Finally, Daniel withdrew most of the way. This was the first time in this position for each of them, so the pacing took a minute to figure out.
Already so close to her climax, Alaina came before they established a rhythm. Her pussy squeezed around Daniel’s cock. She arched and screamed.
“Fuck, Lainie. If you’re going to do that, I’m not going to be able to last for much longer.” He increased the pace of his thrusts. The slapping of Evan’s hips against Daniel’s ass competed with the wet sound of Daniel’s thrusts into Alaina’s pussy.
He didn’t stop his onslaught, prolonging her climax until she was close to another, much larger, one. She put her feet back on the bed frame and caught the rhythm, lifting her hips to meet Daniel’s thrusts.
Molten heat concentrated in her core. Sounds ripped from deep in her chest. She dug her fingers into Daniel’s shoulders, knowing she would leave marks and that he wouldn’t mind.