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I should probably be repulsed by that, but I’m actually intrigued. Two men at once? Who wouldn’t be curious about that, and if I’m going to indulge in that particular fantasy, I prefer to do it with two men I trust, both of whom I happen to be insanely attracted to.
No, wait. It’s one thing if it’s just sex, but I actuallylikethese guys. Blake is tender and sweet, an old soul in a young man’s body. Jace is darker but no less deep, and makes me feel protected. They each have qualities that draw me to them as people, and while sex with both of them was incredible, I’ve never thought of myself as ajust sexperson. But they aren’t talking about dating or relationships, so if those are off the table… The sex wasreallygood.
Blake comes around the table to kneel before me, gently rubbing my knee. “I was skeptical at first too, and if we didn’t all have this connection from before we all lived here, I probably wouldn’t be open to pursuing it now. But I saw the way you looked at Jace the other day, and the way you look at me when you think I’m not paying attention. I can tell you still want both of us. And I can tell Jace wants you as much as I do. So, maybe the three of us being attracted to each other doesn’t have to be a bad thing.”
“The way I see it.” Jace kneels next to Blake and puts his hand on my other knee. “This town is too small to avoid each other, and we’ll struggle to hang out together if we pretend this attraction doesn’t exist. So, let’s not ignore it.”
Trapping my lips between my teeth, I mull over his words. “I see your point, but like you said, this is a small town. I’m not sure I want to be known as the girl sleeping with two guys right off the bat.”
“We don’t want that for you, either.” Blake’s mouth forms a thin line as he shakes his head back and forth. “Whatever happens between the three of us stays between the three of us, especially since we work together.”
“Speaking of work,” I squint at Blake, “why the sudden change of heart? Aren’t you still concerned about messing up our jobs?”
“I may have overreacted about that.” He gives my knee a gentle squeeze. “We may not know each other very well yet, but I know you’re not the kind of person to let personal things spill over into work.”
“So, what do you think?” Jace asks.
My brain is screaming at me to say no, but my heart understands where they’re coming from. I have a connection to each of them, and ignoring one for the other, or both, would make me just as miserable as choosing not to explore this, as unconventional as it may be. And yeah, there’s maybe a little bit oftake that Brianat play here, but only because I'm somehow desired by not one, buttwomen when he thought I wouldn’t be desirable byany. It boosts my fragile confidence. That makes me want to explore the role of the self-assured, daring woman, and say yes.
“Okay.” My voice is weaker than I intend—a sign that my brain is lagging behind my hormones at the moment—though the heated looks cast my way when I give consent quickly shuts my brain up.Dear Lord, I’m about to be devoured.
Despite a near ravenous look, Jace leans forward slowly, cupping the side of my face as he touches his lips briefly to mine. When he releases me, Blake mimics him, tipping my chin in his direction for a soft, chaste kiss. I have the sense that both men are waiting to see if I freak out, so I take care to keep my breathing steady, and my expression neutral. Evidently, that satisfies them.
“Come with us.” Jace offers me a hand as he stands, and before I consciously decide to comply, I find myself doing as he says. Blake rises as well, taking my free hand in his, and leading us through the living room and down the hall to a bedroom. He stops only when we reach the side of the bed, guiding me to stand with my back to the mattress. With both of them facing me, Blake’s hands drift to the hem of my shirt, where they pause as he looks at me with lifted brows. My head dips once, and the fabric glides over my skin as he lifts it up and over my head.
Jace’s hand settles between my breasts, over the clasp on my bra, as he gives me a similar, inquisitive look. I nod my head again, and there’s a softsnapas the hook joining the cups together comes undone. The cool air barely has time to kiss my skin before warm fingers brush the cups aside, baring my tits.
“Beautiful,” Blake murmurs, his fingers grazing over a nipple as Jace’s tongue swipes over his bottom lip.
“Lie back.” Jace steps forward, forcing me to fall back on the bed.
Both men follow me, urging me to scoot until we’re all sprawled sideways on the mattress, me on my back and them propped on their sides.
I inhale sharply and close my eyes as two sets of fingers dance up my stomach, over my breasts, down my arms—mapping the peaks and contours of my body. Goosebumps rise in their wake, as their light touch chills my skin even and heats my core, making my body tense of its own accord.
“Relax,” a deep voice whispers in my ear, though before I can comply, a tongue flicks over my nipple, causing a needy whimper to pass through my lips.
“Fuck, I like that sound.” Jace—I think—kneads my breast in his palm as he gives instructions. “Make her do it again.”
The tongue finds my nipple once more, though this time it swirls around once, twice, before a hot, wet mouth covers me, sucking me into its depths.
Too overwhelmed for words, I moan and sigh, occasionally crying out as teeth and tongues and hands roam reverently over my body, leaving no part untouched. From sensual caresses to teasing strokes, I have never been so thoroughly explored, and with my eyes closed, I can almost let myself believe that it’s not taboo. That this is perfectly normal. Until both my breasts are swallowed by needy mouths, or I feel a tongue on my nipple while a second one strokes against mine, stealing all sounds of pleasure before they can pass my lips.
If I concentrate—or try to think logically—I could probably tell who is doing what. But I don’t want to think,I want to feel. So, I keep my eyes pressed shut and accept all the attention they’re willing to give, reveling in the state of bliss they’ve brought me to.
Sometimes they move in sync, their movements softly seductive, other times they mix it up, one touching me worshipfully while the other is demanding. The dueling sensations push my arousal to the brink without ever letting me fall over the precipice. A persistent hum of pleasure courses through me as I hover in a suspended euphoria.
Eventually, I register cool air hitting my pussy—my pants must have come off while I was lost in the fog of bliss—and a set of fingers spreads me open. Then a warm tongue slides between my folds, the tip flicking seductively over my clit. My hips buck as horse whispers drift through the otherwise silent room.
“How wet is she?”
“Drenched.”
“Does she taste as good as you remember?”
“Better. Like fucking heaven.”The tongue swipes over me again, and my pelvis arches upward, wantonly straining for more.
I open my eyes in time to see Blake pulling his tongue back inside his mouth as Jace leans forward and closes his lips over my clit, sucking it leisurely into his hot, wet mouth. My hips lurch again, but Blake pins them down so Jace can keep his mouth on me, the two of them working together to fuel my desire. Then they shift so Blake is the one licking while Jace watches, rapt, as if witnessing Blake’s tongue moving between my legs is just as hot as doing it himself.
