Oak, Sophie - Siren Beloved [Texas Sirens 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (25 page)

“I told you I’m staying.” Lexi couldn’t quite meet anyone’s eyes. She stared at the floor.

Aidan took over. “That’s not the same thing as trying, but you can give it a shot, angel. I know you. I know you won’t be able to hold back.”

“Maybe I’ve changed.”

Aidan wouldn’t, couldn’t believe that. “Lexi Moore doesn’t change. Now get your clothes off and get on your knees. I want what you promised me in that barn.”

She took a quick step back. “That was a mistake.”

“No. That was truth. Everything else is you pretending.”

Lucas moved behind her. His hands slid under her shirt. “Play with us, Lexi. Your Masters want to play with their pretty slave. Do you know how much we adore you?”

Aidan had to hand it to Lucas. He knew just how to handle Lexi. He was the smooth operator to Aidan’s alpha male. Lexi’s hands drifted above her head, and Lucas slipped the shirt off.

“Show the Master your breasts, baby.” Lucas’s voice was a seductive tease. “Take off that bra and show him what you have to offer. Those breasts belong to us. We want to see them.”

Lexi’s fingers found the clasp of her bra. She paused, her eyes coming up. “It’s still just sex, Aidan.”

He wasn’t going to win this one. He might not be able to convince that brain of hers, but he could work on her body. “I’ll take what I can get, Lexi. But you should know I’m making love to you. Now Lucas is right. Those breasts belong to us. Show me.”

She released the clasp on her bra and let it open. Lexi’s breasts were round and perfect, tipped with pink, tight nipples. She loved to have them sucked on. When they had lived together, Aidan had spent long periods of time just playing with her breasts.

Lucas’s hands ran up her torso, cupping each mound. His big, tanned hands played over her porcelain skin, making a lovely contrast. Lexi’s eyes were open, glazed with desire, but she watched Aidan. He held her gaze.

“Lucas, I need some help with my own clothes,” Aidan said.

Lexi’s eyes flared as Lucas kissed her hair and walked toward Aidan. Lucas moved behind him. Aidan felt Lucas’s hand at his waist. Those callused hands teased into the waistband of his jeans. Aidan’s cock twitched. He looked at Lexi who seemed mesmerized by the scene in front of her. He remembered how much she’d liked watching him and Lucas together that night. It had gotten her hot beyond his imagination. Lucas tugged Aidan’s shirt up. His fingers trailed up Aidan’s torso, lighting up his skin.

Lexi stared him down. “You said my breasts belonged to you.”

He thought he knew what was coming. “Yes, angel. Your breasts are mine and Lucas’s. Your pussy and your ass are ours. You signed a contract.”

“So did you, Sir. So I have to ask—what belongs to me?”

“Everything,” he replied.

“Should I show her, Sir?” Lucas asked, getting to his knees in front of Aidan.

Aidan nodded. He didn’t trust himself to speak. He might sound like a pubescent boy. Lucas on his knees was a gorgeous picture. He started to work on the fly of Aidan’s jeans, slowly, carefully revealing his taut flesh.

Lucas pulled Aidan’s cock out. It was long and painfully hard. It felt like it throbbed in Lucas’s hands. “I believe this belongs to us, Lexi.”

“Always,” Aidan replied, gritting his teeth.

“What else?” Lexi asked.

Lucas’s hands found Aidan’s ass. Aidan groaned as Lucas cupped his cheeks. “I don’t know about this. It depends on how adventurous the Master is.”

“It’s yours.” Aidan had made that decision long ago. If he was in, he was in. No holding back. He wanted everything.

Lucas’s head came up. “Are you serious?”

Even Lexi suddenly looked discomfited. “You’re the Dom.”

“Yes.” He was the Dom. So why did he constantly have to explain himself? His dick was dying and they wanted an explanation. “If I want my ass fucked, then one of you better fuck it.”

“But Julian doesn’t—” Lexi began.

“But Jack doesn’t—” Lucas started.

Aidan tugged on Lucas’s hair so he got the point. “I am not Jack, and I am not Julian. What they chose to give or withhold from their slaves is up to them. Neither one of them has a switch, Lucas. Sam and Finn are very submissive. You are not. I want to share everything with you. I want you to be my first. Unless Lexi wants to put on a strap-on.”

Lexi’s whole face lit up.

“Ain’t happening.” Lucas very quickly shut that down. His hand came back, and he gently started to stroke Aidan’s cock, as though he knew it needed attention. He ran his hand from the tip to the base and back. “Aidan got your virginity, and I think he’ll want your ass first. I get his.”

Aidan’s balls drew up at the thought. He knew other Doms didn’t catch for their subs, but Lucas was different. Lucas needed this to feel whole and complete. Aidan would never deny it to him. Though he was a little apprehensive, he would go into it with an open mind. He’d intended to get inside Lexi, but all he wanted was to be between them. He wanted to be surrounded by them.

“And what do I get?” Lexi asked. Her earlier irritation seemed to have dissolved, replaced with an open curiosity.

“Multiple orgasms,” Lucas shot back.

“I can live with that.”

“Excellent. Get your pants off.” Lucas tossed the order over his shoulder.

Aidan realized he was rapidly losing control. He hardened his voice. “Lucas, don’t you forget who’s the Dom here.”

Lucas’s eyes softened. “I am sorry, Sir. What would you like for me to do?”

Aidan let his hands find the silk of Lucas’s hair. “Get me hard so I can fuck our girl while you take my ass.”

“Oh, yes, Sir.” Lucas’s mouth came open, and he devoured Aidan’s cock.

It felt like being thrust into heaven. Lucas didn’t take his time. He swallowed him down. There was such a difference between the way Lucas sucked him and how Lexi did it. It was a fight with Lexi. She struggled to take him all the way. There was something infinitely sweet about the way she worked to get him inside her mouth. Lucas had no such trouble. He just sucked until his chin hit Aidan’s balls, and then he sucked some more.

“Please, Aidan.” Lexi’s voice cut through Aidan’s pleasure.

Aidan forced himself to open his eyes. Lexi was standing there naked, her jeans and panties tossed off. Her face was open and honest for once. He cocked an eyebrow, willing her to explain.

“I want to watch.”

He held out a hand, and Lexi hurried across the room. She didn’t protest as he slid an arm around her, drawing her in. She looked down, watching Lucas drag his mouth up and down Aidan’s cock. Aidan watched, enjoying the sight. His cock disappeared, enveloped by Lucas’s sensual lips. The feel of Lucas’s strong tongue whirling all over his dick made Aidan groan.

“Does it feel good?” Lexi asked breathlessly.

Aidan let his hand roam across her back, down to the plump cheeks of her ass. He felt his heart racing. Lucas’s tongue was sliding around, making him pant. “It feels great, Lexi. He gives great head.”

She smiled, a light airiness replacing her gloom. “I know, Sir. He’s taken care of me many times.”

Aidan was glad. He was glad they’d had each other while he’d been gone. He knew he should be jealous, and there was a bit of that in his heart, but mostly he was happy for them. The only thing he’d thought of while he’d lay there, the blood seeping from his body, was them. It had given him such comfort to think of them happy together.

Her face was tilted up, and Aidan took advantage. He pressed his lips to hers, tracing the seam of her mouth with his tongue, demanding entry. She softened underneath his onslaught, allowing him inside. Aidan let his tongue glide against hers, overwhelmed by the feel of being inside both of them. He kissed her for a moment and then came up for air.

“Aidan, you’re crying.” Her fingers traced his cheeks.

He hadn’t realized it. It didn’t matter. He wouldn’t hide anymore. He was done pretending he was something he wasn’t. He was a man who loved two people. He loved a man and a woman. They were his heart and soul, and he wouldn’t deny them to anyone. If Lexi couldn’t forgive him, it wouldn’t matter. She would still be his love. He’d go to his damn grave loving these two human beings, and he was better for it.

“I love you.” He stroked Lucas’s hair. “I love you so much.”

Every step he took for the rest of his life, he owed to them. He’d said Dwight had saved him, but it was a lie. Lexi had saved him. Lucas had saved him. When he was dying, he’d had a single thought. It was the only part of the whole experience he remembered.
Get back to them. Never ever leave them.

“Stop.” He couldn’t take another second. He was going to come, and he didn’t want to do it in Lucas’s mouth.

Lucas pulled off. He gazed up, so fucking beautiful with his mouth red and swollen from sucking cock.

“Go gentle on me,” Aidan said with a nervous laugh. Why, oh why, had he ever denied himself this? He hadn’t wanted the label. He hadn’t wanted to acknowledge that he was gay or bi. But this was love. It didn’t need any other label.

“Always, Sir,” Lucas said with a smile.

Aidan nodded toward the big bed. “On the bed, Alexis.”

She practically jumped onto the bed he’d ordered with both of them in mind. She was a vision against the white quilt, her raven black hair stark and lush.

“You two know how to make a girl feel wanted,” she said, her lips curling into a seductive smile.

Aidan realized Lucas was standing beside him. They were both watching their girl, their dicks straining.

“You have no idea how much I want you,” Aidan said. “Get the condoms, Lucas. I put some in the nightstand.”

Aidan got to his knees and reached out for Lexi’s ankles. He pulled her down the bed, arranging her silky legs over his shoulders. Lexi had praised Lucas’s skill, but it was time for Aidan to remind her that he loved her taste, too.

Aidan breathed her in. Her pussy was gleaming with moisture. Aidan leaned over and took a swipe. He loved the way she tasted. Creamy and sweet, with a nice tang.

Lexi squirmed. Aidan tightened his hands on her thighs. “Be still. I want to enjoy my treat.”

Lexi stilled beneath him. He pressed her legs apart further, opening her for his delectation. Her clit was poking out from behind its hood, just begging for the swipe of his tongue. Well, Lucas had promised her multiple orgasms. Aidan let his fingers find her cunt, and he started to stretch her while he licked her, teasing that little clit, getting close, but never quite touching.

“Please. Please. Aidan you’re killing me.”

“What do you call me, Lexi Moore?” He was playing dirty, but it didn’t matter. He wanted to hear her acknowledge his place in her life.

“Sir,” she tried.

He backed off. “Not good enough. Any Dom is Sir. I don’t want to be a Sir.”

There was a pause. Aidan worked his fingers in and out, but it was a slow tease that would take forever to get her off. Lexi’s face bunched up in apparent frustration.

“Give it to him, Lexi.” Lucas stood behind them with a tube of lube and a couple of condoms in his hands. Aidan groaned at the thought of what Lucas was going to do with that lube. “You know you want to. And deep down you know he deserves it. We wouldn’t be here without him.”

“I don’t know about that, but you did sign a contract, and I go with you.” That was his Lexi. She wouldn’t give an inch without qualifying it. “Fine. Please, Master.”