Neil, Louisa - One Queen with Two Kings (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (12 page)

Later that night with Thea snuggled against him, Dex tried to make her feel better. “The rental house Michelle found us is high in the mountains.”

“It’s late in the season for there to be much snow on the ground
,
but the mountains would still be capped.”

“As long as the house was designed with the view in mind
,
we’ll enjoy it,” he reassured her.

“I know there are two master suit
e
s
,
each with a wood
-
burning fireplace. And yes,” she teased, “Michelle said we’ll have wood stacked and waiting for us.”

To Dex it seemed all the details had been taken care of. Michelle had promised groceries would be delivered and waiting for them when they arrived. All they had to do was get there and relax. Unfortunately, it took them all the better part of another week to finally reach their mountain retreat.

Chapter Six

The first few days they were in the mountains
,
everyone seemed tense. Russ was being a bit too jolly
,
and
Thea
often caught Dex in deep thought. They’d shared cooking duties and everything else that went with running the house. By the third day she thought she felt a strange tension between Dex and Russ. She attributed their moods to adjusting to civilization, but something wasn’t quite right. She just couldn’t put her finger on it. They watched old movies on the television at night
,
digging into bowls of popcorn
,
and played cards when the mood struck them.

The
guys
had taken to watching the news almost around the clock. Each of them had a new laptop computer they were using to research what they’d missed. News, sports
,
and politics were their top three. She often dropped her hand to Russ’s shoulder in passing, a sign of familiarity and comfort. With Dex, it was hard to keep her hands off him, especially in front of Russ. Several times she’d mentioned to Dex she’d like to see him in their room for a moment
,
but he was beginning to stall her. Maybe being back to everyday life was overwhelming him
,
and she had to admit they’d screwed their brains out the first weeks he was back.

One night, Thea stayed up talking with Russ when Dex went to shower. By the time she excused herself, he was sound asleep on the bed. Sliding in beside him, she’d stroked his back and reached around to his cock. He’d groaned in his sleep
,
but it wasn’t a groan to continue, rather to be left alone. She lay a long time staring at the ceiling, her feelings hurt
,
trying to rationalize that the man was probably just tired. Since he’d retur
ned,
it
was the first day they hadn’t had sex.

He had been up early before her in the morning, coffee cup in hand
,
watching the mountains from the rear deck. Later that night he’d fallen asleep on her. Thea knew she couldn’t make a big deal about it. She fluffed and refluffed her pillow until she drifted off to sleep. At least Dex’s rhythmic breathing beside her was a comfort.

When Thea woke near two, Dex was gone from the bed. She grabbed a silk robe from the foot of the bed and knotted it tightly around her waist. The silk pajamas weren’t warm enough to wander around in at night. When she came to the great room, she saw the two men were out on the balcony, both shirtless. At first, she thought they were arguing, but it was more of an animated conversation. She was about to make her presence known when she watched them reach to each other and hug. What bothered her was the hug itself
. It
wasn’t a brotherly hug, it was somehow intimate to her mind. Again, she thought to interrupt
,
but held back a gasp when Dex put his hands to Russell’s face, holding him steady to look at him, their words hushed. Dex dropped a kiss on Russell’s forehead
,
but Russ used his hands to start roaming Dexter’s body. He stroked his shoulder and down to his waist. There were more words between them. Dex glanced into the house and said something to Russ.

Thea was rooted to the spot, her index finger wedged between her teeth, biting it so she wouldn’t scream. When she decided to go back to bed
,
she watched as Russ pulled from the embrace and dropped to his knees before Dex, using his fingers to pull his sweatpants down his legs
as
he descended. He swallowed Dexter’s cock in one motion, his nose buried against Dex’s belly. Thea watched him suck her husband’s cock for a few minutes, noting how differently he did it from her technique. What shocked her more was Dex shifting above Russ, planting his feet apart. She watched Russ play with Dex’s balls and ultimately slide his finger up his ass. What bothered her most at that moment was the serene look on Dexter’s face.

She took a step back, then another
,
until she reached the safety of the bedroom. She dropped on the side of the bed, not believing what she
’d
watched. Too many things swamped her mind to focus on anything except the sight she saw. Never in her life would she have believed Russ would be giving Dex head and fingering his ass. She had a passing memory of their time at the lake when she’d brushed against his anus and he’d come down her throat.

“That’s crazy,” she said, standing and straightening her robe. “I must be wrong.”

Thea took steady steps back to the living area
,
hoping both men were gone. Instead, she saw a completely different scene. Russ was leaning over the railing, looking toward the mountains, his pants around his ankles. Dex held him by the hips and was fucking Russell’s butt. This was no mistake. Her husband was fucking his best friend. She could see Russell’s hand pumping his own cock in front of him, in time to Dexter’s thrusts. She wanted to scream that this was wrong, that Dex was supposed to be hers.

It seemed to go on forever in her mind
,
but in reality, it was probably only a few minutes. She watched Russ pump his load into the air and then his cum land on the deck. Dex pulled his cock from the other man’s ass, shooting his cum on his buttocks. The men held still for a moment
,
and she retraced her steps back to the bedroom.

Thea was horrified. This was a bigger betrayal th
a
n Lloyd setting her up. All the time
Dex and Russ
were
gone, she’d worried and mourned for them
,
and now she realized they’d been literally fucking and sucking their time away on the island. She didn’t want to believe they were making love, that would be worse. Anger welled up within her
,
and she wanted to break something
,
but then they’d know she was awake. One side of her didn’t care if she interrupted their little love scene,
but
the other side of her wasn’t ready to deal with it yet.

She heard footsteps coming toward the bedroom and quickly stripped off her robe and slid under the covers. She lay on her side, facing away from Dexter’s side
,
and pretended to be asleep. She heard him washing up in the bathroom
,
then felt the bed shift when he moved beside her. His arm reached around her waist and settled her in front of him. He seemed to fall asleep instantly.

That’s because he was all sexed out, she decided.

Thea didn’t want to cuddle, even if he had thought to wash before coming back to her. She
lay
board straight hating Russ and Dexter for too many things. Mainly for not refraining from their sex games when she was nearby. Or was that the plan, to let her stumble upon them?

Too many emotions and thoughts went through her mind
,
and when Dexter’s
breathing
was even, she managed to pull from his grasp. Thea went to the living room, revived the fire
,
and sat in a large club chair beside it
,
wondering what the hell had happened to her life. The one thing she did know was that she wouldn’t be in bed tomorrow when Dexter woke with his morning erection and wanted relief.

Let him go find Russ, she decided.

There were choices to be made. She could leave
,
but she wouldn’t run away in the middle of the night, even if it was easier for the men. She could confront them about what she saw and see what kind of excuse they told her, and then she would leave. In reality, she decided she wouldn’t do anything drastic just yet. She wanted time to think through the situation and her options. With all the publicity going on around them
,
if she left now, the press would have a field day with conjecture. She didn’t want to think about the tabloid headlines or what Lloyd would tell the press to discredit them all if he found out.

Thea sat debating her fate
,
wondering what her grandmother would have done in her place. She laughed aloud
,
figuring Theodora probably would have joined the men. And that was her thunderbolt moment. What would happen if she joined the men? Would they accept her as a third? She’d never been in a three
-
way before
.
D
id she want to try it
?
At least it wouldn’t be with strangers, but right now these men were strangers to her. Could she handle it if they rejected her? Then she would know Dexter and Russell would be on their own and she’d leave, move ahead with her life as she’d been telling herself to do the last two years.

As night turned to early morning, the same question kept coming back to her. Should she say something or let it go and see if they approached her
,
and if they did, would it be the two of them or the three of them?

She had a fleeting thought of calling Grace to talk it over with
her,
but Thea didn’t want to out the men without more information. Besides, with the way Grace and Alex had been looking at each other the last few days, she might be interrupting them together. No, it would be best to hold this information and see what the new day brought.

What she really wanted to avoid was telling anyone, even her best friend
,
that her husband was gay—or bi
,
she decided, remembering how he’d made love to her and how they’d fucked and sucked in the last days since he came home. Was that it
?
Did
Dexter become bisexual
,
or was he always and had kept it from her
?
Was she just a different body to lay? From one perspective, she realized that she and Russ would provide very different things for Dexter, the man. Did having both of them complete his needs? What were her needs? Could she look them both in the eye tomorrow and not let on what she’d seen?

So that left her alone again with the knowledge she didn’t want to know. But she was smart enough to understand once you know something you can’t go back as if it didn’t exist. She closed her eyes
,
willing it all to have been a bad dream—the plane crash, Lloyd
,
and finding out her competition for her husband’s affections was his best friend whom he’d spent the last two years with, alone. Would she have dealt with this betrayal better if it was another woman? At least a woman she knew how to compete against. Her head was pounding
,
and she thought to get some aspirin
,
but it was in her bathroom
,
and she didn’t want to take a chance waking Dex. Thea willed herself to clear her mind and fall asleep.