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God, I hope he’s okay with this.
What Trent just said is true. That was the most intense orgasm of my life. But it’s not just that. It’s more than just the sex. I want this with both of them, and with Reese too. This moment in the afterglow when barriers are down and you feel as close as possible to another person.
I want to have all three of the Icons in my life. In my heart. In my soul.
West draws in a deep breath and releases it, and I feel the warmth of his exhale ghost over my skin. Then he reaches up to take my hand, kissing my palm before threading our fingers together.
“I thought about this once,” he says quietly, and my eyes fly wide open. One corner of his mouth tilts up, and his gray irises churn like clouds drifting in the wind.
“You did?” I whisper, hardly daring to breathe.
“Yeah.”
His gaze shifts from me to Trent, and a muscle in his jaw ticks. I know this is new territory for both of them. They’re both possessive, alpha men, so the idea of sharing anything is probably a bit foreign to them.
But that doesn’t mean it’s impossible.
“That day you and I fucked in the kitchen,” West continues, his voice deep and rough as he looks at me again. “You were so fucking gorgeous. So responsive. And I thought… I thought about what we could do to you if we worked together. All of us. How we could push you higher, take you to places you’d never been before. How we’d fucking worship you.”
Trent makes a noise in his throat, and I glance over quickly, expecting to see him glaring at West or something.
But he’s not.
Instead, he’s looking at me, and the expression on his face makes me think he’s imagining all the different ways he and his friends could do just that.
My pulse picks up, my body flushing as my pussy clenches. I’m still worn out, but just the feel of Trent’s gaze on me, the way he’s looking at me, makes me hungry for more.
Maybe that’s the key, I realize.
I never wanted to come between the Icons because I was afraid it would drive them apart. But maybe I’m supposed to be between them—as the lynchpin that holds them together.
My breathing picks up, and I lift my head off the mattress to press a kiss to Trent’s lips, one hand still tangled up with West’s.
“I care about you,” I whisper. “All three of you. We’ve been through so much shit, I think I was scared to rock the boat for a long time. But I can’t hide it or deny it anymore. This is what I want. I know it’s asking a lot, but I don’t ever want to choose between you. I want all of you. Just like this.”
Something passes through his bright blue eyes, an emotion I can’t quite identify. But whatever it is, it’s strong enough that I feel it, like an electromagnetic pulse from his body.
He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can say anything, a new sound catches our attention, making us all turn our heads.
It’s the heavy thud of the front door slamming shut.
Reese is home.
14
Reese
Fuck. What gave me the brilliant idea to register for a class that doesn’t even start until five o’clock?
It doesn’t help that my last class of the day is also the most boring. By the time I walked out of the classroom, I felt like my eyes had permanently glazed over, and as I shove open the door to the house, I shake my head to clear it.
I saw Emma’s bike out front, so I know she’s home already. I can’t wait to hear how her first day went. She was nervous this morning, but I’m sure she fucking killed it.
As I step inside the front door, my gaze sweeps the living room.
Huh. I’m surprised West isn’t sprawled on the couch with a beer in his hand.
There is a beer bottle sitting on the coffee table, but I don’t see West anywhere. Or Trent. Or Emma.
