Three Way, the Novel (15 page)

But looking at Quinn broke my heart. I couldn’t say goodbye, he was too much in my head, I loved him too and I wasn’t about to say goodbye to either of them.

“We’ll share,” Quinn said in an even tone, his eyes never leaving Ryker’s face.

“I don’t share,” Ryker said as he sat down. He drained his wineglass and poured another and drank that too.

I could see this really bothered him. Quinn and I had known about it and had talked about it on the drive home; this was all brand new to Ryker.

“You’re the one who told me to go to him,” I said. “I don’t feel guilty.”

“Oh kitten, I’m not saying this to make you feel guilty. I wanted you to find physical comfort from my brother, but I didn’t expect you to fall in love with him. I wanted you to give him your cunt, not your heart.”

“I didn’t plan on it,” I said again softly. “It just happened.”

“She was prickly at first,” Quinn laughed and looked at me. “She really didn’t want much to do with me. Shit, Ryker, neither one of us wanted this to happen. I know you’re a selfish prick and don’t like to share.”

“It’s a character flaw, what can I say?” Ryker smirked and remained stubbornly against the thought of both men having me.

I decided to put my foot down and said, “I’m not breaking it off with Quinn. I love you both and I want you both and it’s really unfair for you to push me towards your brother and then act shocked when we wind up in each other’s arms.”

I glared at him and watched his face as he slowly began to laugh. “Damn, kitten, those claws. That’s why I love you I suppose.”

“She’s got a point,” Quinn said, staring his brother down. “There are three people involved here, you don’t get to call all the shots. What if I don’t want to walk away?”

The oven alarm dinged and Ryker got up to get dinner ready. I watched him move around the kitchen like a caged tiger, his body tense and beautiful. Finally as he brought our plates to the table and sat down, had another drink of wine, he sighed deeply and looked at me.

“This is what you want?”

“It is,” I smiled and took his hand to reassure him. “You’re not leaving the FBI, are you?”

“Not any time soon,” he said.

“Then I’ll be left alone sometimes, right?”

“Right,” he grudgingly admitted.

“Quinn is here most of the time, you don’t want me to be alone, do you?”

“She’s got you there,” Quinn laughed.

“Damn, kitten,” he exhaled, “you’ve already got me pegged. Of course I don’t want you to be alone, I’m terrified when I leave you by yourself. I don’t want any harm to come to you while I’m away.”

“I’ll look after her,” Quinn said.

And like that it was settled.

Sort of. There were still details to work out, like sleeping arrangements and such, but I got to keep my men. Both of them.

***

“Where are you sleeping tonight?” Ryker grumbled a couple weeks later. It was first thing in the morning and I was still in his bed.

I propped myself up on my elbow, raised my eyebrow and said, “Seriously? You’re already pouting about date night with Quinn?”

“I miss you,” he said and traced his finger along my side, dipping with the curve of my waist off my hip.

“I think it’s more about you being territorial,” I said, watching his face. “You’d probably lift your leg and pee on me like a dog if I let you.”

He laughed and pulled me onto him. “You’d probably like it, you filthy little kitten.”

“Um, not that,” I laughed and settled in on top of him, our naked bodies pressed against each other. “You could probably talk me into almost anything else though.”

“Really?” he asked with his brow arched and a crooked grin on his mouth. “I might have to take you up on that.”

“In fact,” I said and traced my finger along his broad chest, “I was thinking one way for all of us to be together would be to share.”

“We’re already sharing,” he said and his face went dark again.

“No, I mean share. At the same time,” I said and couldn’t help it; I squirmed at the thought of it. I wanted to have them both so bad I could barely express myself.

“I’ll think about it,” Ryker glowered and I knew the conversation was over.

Ever since his undercover assignment with the Hell’s Warriors was done, he’d been moody and restless.

I realized quickly that he really was an adrenaline junkie as he claimed. He was in the midst of doing paperwork and settling his portion of the case with the FBI and he was a little more grumpy than usual because of it.

I hoped once they let him move onto the next investigation, he’d lighten up and fuck me with his brother.

Quinn was game; he was game for almost anything though. He was horny and good-natured and definitely let me lead the way a little more than Ryker.

But he wasn’t a push over, and that’s what excited me about taking them both at once, having them battle for my body and order me around.

This was the first time Ryker hadn’t dismissed me outright though, so I rewarded him with a deep kiss and a morning quickie. I rode him to completion and loved the way his face looked in the light, his desire and love for me shone from his eyes and his guttural declarations of love added that extra dimension to my own orgasm.

Soon we had to start our days, mine was empty of responsibilities but I was exploring the mansion and property lately. I wanted to get a handle on everything they owned so I could eventually run the house for them.

Ryker had to head into the FBI field office for more paperwork, but Quinn had a day off which is what set Ryker spinning into his grumpy mood in the first place. He had a constant fear that he was missing out.

I saw him off with a hot shower, breakfast and a deep kiss on the front steps. I turned around, went back inside and right into Quinn’s waiting arms.

I seriously doubted I would ever choose between my guys, having two of them was so much better than one. It was ridiculous to think of giving either one of them up.

“Is he still being a pouty little bitch?” Quinn asked and kissed me softly.

“Be nice,” I warned. “You know my fantasy, I can’t have both of you fighting if I’m ever going to have both of you at once.”

“I’ll play nice, sweetheart,” he chuckled and took my hand, leading me up the stairs. “Right after I get my morning fuck out of the way.”

He swept me up in his arms half way up the stairs and took two at a time to get me into his bedroom.

His room was similar to Ryker’s, which is why I thought we should all three just shack up somewhere in one big room, but men…they were so bloody territorial.

He threw me onto the bed and stripped me down in seconds flat. He began to kiss me all over as I helped him out of his pajamas. His massive cock sprung free in front of me and I sat up on the bed, gripped it and began to suck it while he stood in front of me.

“Oh sweetheart, you do know how to wake a man up,” he groaned and thrust lightly against my face.

I moaned and licked the underside of the head where all his sensitive nerves were bunched up. His sharp intake of breath let me know I got the right spot.

He didn’t last long; he tensed up and exploded down the back of my throat in just a few minutes of sucking. I swallowed it all and looked up at him, keeping his cock in my mouth as he relaxed after his orgasm.

“Looks like you two wasted no time,” Ryker’s voice came from the side of us. I pulled back and looked at the door to find him standing there, a smirk on his face as he loosened his tie.

“Have you finally come to your senses?” Quinn asked with a laugh.

“I have,” Ryker replied with a growl, stripped the rest of his clothes off. “I called in to take the day off work and we’re going to give our girl exactly what she wants.”

I licked my lips and smiled, fell back and waited for my guys.

Chapter Twenty Five

Ryker dropped onto the bed on one side of me, Quinn on the other. I wiggled up into the middle and they began to rub and caress me, telling me how incredible I was, how beautiful and sexy I was and how much they loved me.

It was exactly how I’d imagined.

Actually, it was better than I’d imagined.

I couldn’t keep the grin off my face as they each took a breast in their mouth and nibbled my nipples gently.

Their hands moved down my body as if they’d planned it. Quinn reached my soaking wet pussy first and slipped his finger inside of my, deep and hard. Ryker’s hand followed and he slipped a finger inside while keeping pressure on my clit with his thumb.

They sucked and finger fucked me until I thought I was going to lose my mind. The smile left my face as I began the ascent to the peak of my orgasm, a slow build up of sensation and pleasure at the hands of my twin lovers.

It happened suddenly, their fingers plunging in and out of me and Ryker’s steady pressure on my clit brought me to a crashing explosion within a few final thrusts.

They pulled away from my breasts and their voices were so hot, deep and throaty and telling me what a dirty whore I was, what a sexy little kitten and lovely little slut I was.

“I’m coming,” I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut, breathing heavily as my body was wracked with spasms and electric jolts of bliss.

“Good girl, come for us, sweetheart,” Quinn growled in my ear.

“Come on kitten, squeeze our fingers, clench that cunt,” Ryker rasped in my other ear.

I tensed up one final time, I went completely stiff with electric lust, and shrieked my release. My pussy fluttered as hard as my stomach, and my limbs quivered like my heart.

My love for both of them was so complete I had no idea how I would ever separate them from each other or them from my heart.

We were all entwined completely and utterly joined together.

There was nothing either one of them could say that would make me choose now, not after I had my fantasy fulfilled and realized I could live like that forever.

I relaxed and they slid out of me, licked their fingers and took turns kissing me softly.

I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world, and I never wanted that feeling to end.

“I can see the benefit to sharing now,” Ryker said, “your pleasure is so great it’s almost palpable, kitten.”

“I don’t mind seeing her enjoying both of us,” Quinn said. “And besides, you can’t say we haven’t done this before.”

I tensed up and glared at Ryker. “You’ve already done this?”

He looked sheepish and shrugged. “A time or two.”

“Or three or four,” Quinn added.

“You made such a big fucking deal and you’ve done it already? What the hell is wrong with you? You’re such an ass!” I exclaimed and sat up, staring down at him with fire and anger in my eyes.

“I haven’t done it with you, kitten,” he said apologetically. “It’s different because I love you. I love you more than I ever thought possible, so retract those claws. This is different, and no I never have shared a woman I love because I’ve never loved a woman before you.”

I narrowed my eyes and looked at Quinn. “Is this true?”

“True, sweetheart. Scouts honor. Neither one of us ever thought we’d ever fall in love and yet here we are, with the same woman.”

I sighed and pouted, knowing I would let it go but thinking I should play it out a little more to my advantage. “I’m still mad, but if you guys make it up to me I might forgive you.”

“And how would we make it up?” Ryker asked, pushing me back to the bed. “Maybe like this?” he asked and slipped his hand between my thighs again. I gasped as his finger grazed my swollen clit.

“Maybe,” I exhaled.

Quinn pulled me over on top of him, knocking Ryker’s hand away in the process. “Or how about this, sweetheart?” he said flirtatiously and slid me down his body, slipping the head of his cock along my cleft. He paused at my entrance, teased me and held me there for a moment.

“Oh…maybe…” I said softly.

He thrust upwards and pushed the first inch or so of his cock inside of me. My pussy quivered and I felt my stomach flutter with anticipation.

“Just maybe?” Quinn teased.

“Okay, definitely,” I groaned, “but you have to fuck me now…please!”

“Did you give my brother a blowjob this morning?” he asked me with a glint in his eye.

“No,” I said, surprised as he slipped out of me. He reached up and rolled me off.

“He needs one,” Quinn said and I was shocked and excited at his commanding personality coming up out of somewhere. He was usually much more playful than this, but I liked his serious side.

Ryker lounged back on the bed and said, “You heard the man, kitten.”

I laughed and crawled towards him, slipped between his legs and slid the head of his massive cock between my lips. He breathed out and said, “Oh that’s good, kitten.”

“Now we’re going to fuck you from both ends,” Quinn said and slapped my ass. I wiggled it in response and he climbed behind me. “This, sweetheart, is what we call fulfilling your fantasy.”

The two of them chuckled and I felt Quinn slip inside of me, slamming me hard with his cock as his brother fucked my face.

I felt completely dominated, completely owned and claimed by these two men and I felt completely free because of it.

I wanted to be their perfect little slut and I wanted release through pleasuring them as they pleasured me.

It felt so good to be with them that I knew from that moment on I was addicted. I wanted them both and I was going to have my way, I would not be taking no for an answer after this, after feeling how incredible it was to take two cocks at once.

Time lost all meaning as they pummeled my body. I felt Quinn reach around and slip his fingers along my clit as he fucked me from behind and I was lost to all sense of the world.

I floated on an ocean of bliss and I was being tossed around like a cork in the waves, one after another threatening to overtake me with the intensity of emotion and sensation that coursed through me.

Quinn was the first to join me coming, he covered me like a stallion and tensed up, kissed my back and grunted as he exploded inside of me. I felt his hot thick load filling me up and I squeezed my pussy tight and screamed against Ryker’s dick.