Zane (Alluring Indulgence) (35 page)

“You,
naked.” Zane looked over at V who was standing to the side like she wasn’t
invited to this little shindig. Thankfully she didn’t have much in the way, and
within seconds she was stark naked, and Zane’s body reared to life even more so
than before.

Zane
nodded to V, and the woman seemed to know exactly what he wanted from her. She
moved in closer to Beau, pulling his head down to hers and kissing him with a fury
that the moment required. It didn’t take long before the two of them were on
the bed, and V had managed to get on top of Beau. He opted to watch for a few
minutes as he gathered condoms and lubricant.

When
he turned back around, he found Beau flat on his stomach, V straddling his back
as she moved down his body placing kisses across the taut skin. Beau was rigid
and unmoving, and although the expression on his face looked pained, he looked
like he was enjoying it.

Zane
didn’t move, watching intently as V did something he’d never expected her to
do. She’d crawled down between Beau’s legs and was placing small bites along
his ass, using her hands to separate the white globes before her tongue
disappeared between them.

Beau’s
body bowed, and he growled, a sound Zane had never heard before. She continued
to ream his ass with her tongue, moments before she slid one finger inside his
ass. Zane’s dick jumped, forcing him to grip it painfully. The sight was profoundly
prurient, and he wished like hell V had done that to him.

Later.
There was plenty of time for the two of them to explore later.

When
her other hand slid across the mattress, Zane looked down, confused. She pulled
her fingers in and out as though beckoning him for something and when he met
her eyes, she darted them down to the tube of lubrication in his hand. He
tossed it to her, returning his gaze to where she continued to tease the man’s
puckered hole with one small finger. For the first time in his life, Zane
realized he was considering fucking a man. As strange as the feeling was, he
wanted this. What that said about him, he didn’t know. He didn’t fucking care
either.

“Do
you like that?” He found himself talking once again to Beau. “Do you like when
V fucks your ass with her fingers, Beau?”

“Fuck
yes. More. God, I need more.”

Beau’s
body was bucking on the bed, his thick cock pressed into the mattress beneath
his big body, his ass pressing insistently against V’s finger – no, make that
two fingers. That’s why she needed the lube. Zane watched as V began scissoring
her fingers in his ass.

Zane
wasn’t sure he could take much more before he exploded right there in his own
fucking hand.

He
moved onto the bed, handing one condom to V as she slid her fingers out of Beau’s
ass. It took a minute, maybe longer for them to get situated, but once they
did, Zane was looking down the long, strong length of Beau’s back, V’s much
smaller body hidden beneath him. Beau had risen up on his knees long enough for
V to roll the condom down his rock hard length. When he covered her once more,
Zane heard her gasp as Beau impaled her on his dick.

Neither
of them touched her in any way, but she seemed primed and ready to go.

“Beau!”
she squealed, her hands coming around to cup Beau’s ass.

Zane
got with the program, rolling the other condom down his dick before searching
blindly for the lube he knew was somewhere close. Once he found it, he greased
his cock, along with sliding more lube over Beau’s hole.

Fuck!
Was he actually going to do this? He was suddenly second guessing himself.

“Fuck
him, Zane. I want to feel you fuck him while he fucks me.” V’s voice came
across assured and insistent. She was controlling this. As much as Zane thought
he’d be the one making the demands, he knew she was the one directing the show.
He was grateful for that.

“Oh,
God,” she groaned as Beau’s hips thrust forward.

Zane
used one finger, sliding it into Beau’s ass, the heat he found there damn near
scorching him. He was so fucking tight. Glancing down at his dick didn’t do him
any favors. He had no idea how he was supposed to fit.

No
more thinking. He was going to freak out if he kept up the mental rundown of
what they were doing.

With
fumbling fingers, Zane began fucking Beau’s ass, leaning forward so he could
see V’s beautiful face, contorted with her own pleasure. When her eyes met his,
the flash of heat he saw there forced his hips forward and he was lining his
cock up with Beau’s virgin ass.
Oh, fuck
.

“Now,
baby. Fuck him now.”

Zane
felt the sweat beading on his forehead, but he didn’t move to wipe it away. He
didn’t move at all. He stared down at V.

“Fuck
me, Beau. Fuck me hard,” V pleaded and Beau’s hips began to surge forward, move
back, over and over until Zane was once again ready to drive his painfully hard
dick into the man.

Without
much finesse, Zane did as V wanted. He spread Beau’s ass cheeks wide, then
lined his cock up with the small, puckered hole, slowly guiding himself in,
inch by painful inch. The tight muscles gripped him and his breath caught in
his chest. He wasn’t going to fit. There was no fucking way.

“Fuck
me,” Beau roared and slammed his hips back against Zane, nearly dislodging him completely
until Zane returned with a thrust of his own, finding his dick totally consumed
by Beau’s body.

“Fucking
hell!” Zane groaned as he began retreating slowly, then ramming in hard. Over
and over he drove inside of Beau’s tight, hot hole until he was fucking him
wildly, spurred on by V’s moans and whimpers.

“Shit.
Oh, hell. I’m gonna fucking come!” Beau was the first to announce his impending
orgasm and Zane watched as V’s fingernails dug deep into the man’s shoulders.

He
was no longer cognizant of what was where. Instead, Zane began pounding harder,
faster, his balls drawing up tight, his own release within reach. Meeting V’s
gaze once more, Zane made sure she was right there with him.

“Yes!”
V screamed, her body going stiff beneath Beau, just as Beau stilled. Zane
slammed inside of Beau one last time and let himself go.

♀♂♂

Zane
disappeared into the bathroom while V held Beau against her. He was shaking,
and she wasn’t sure if he was all right or not, but she refused to let him go.
When he pulled out of her, moving to her side, V pulled him closer, never
taking her arms from around his neck. He buried his face in the crook of her
neck, and she gave him the few minutes she knew he needed.

Despite
his agreement that he only wanted this one time, V knew it was going to be hard
on Beau. Especially knowing that Zane didn’t swing both ways and this had certainly
been a one-time event. She’d seen it in Zane’s eyes. He’d nearly backed out,
but somehow he managed to follow through. If, for nothing else, she knew it had
been for Beau.

And
didn’t that just sound all kinds of fucked up. Maybe she was trying to
rationalize it too much. Maybe this had been more about all three of them than
anything else, but she doubted it. As for her, she’d enjoyed it. There was
something to be said about seeing two men together. Especially these two
alphas. Big, strong, handsome, intensely masculine men in the throes of passion
were titillating. Even if she knew it would never happen again.

Zane
returned from the bathroom a few minutes later, crawling up onto the bed on V’s
other side and pulling her against him. She pressed into his body, allowing his
heat to consume her.

Beau
pulled back and as much as V wanted to hold him close for a few more minutes,
she let him go. The bed rustled, and he disappeared into the bathroom. She
heard the shower turn on and other than the sound of raining water, the house
was totally silent. Except for Zane’s breathing. She wondered if he was asleep.

“Are
you ok?” She needed to make sure that this one moment wasn’t going to change
them all in ways that they couldn’t recover from.

“Never
better.” He was lying, she could feel it.

Instead
of pressing him for more, V laid still, waiting for Beau to return. He didn’t.
With a towel wrapped around his narrow waist, he moved across the open area,
probably to retrieve his clothes. Without words, he dressed and then quietly
slid out the door into the night.

After
Zane’s breathing slowed, V managed to ease out from underneath him, then
disappeared into the bathroom herself. After brushing her teeth and running
through the shower quickly, she also headed to the kitchen, this time to retrieve
the shirt that Zane had been wearing. She pulled it over her naked body and
then grabbed a glass, filling it with water. Looking out the window over the
sink, V realized Beau’s truck was still parked out front.

Looking
over at Zane, V was satisfied that he was still asleep, so she walked out the
door, finding Beau sitting on the porch.

“You
all right?” she asked, taking a seat beside him in the swing that hung from the
porch rafters.

“Never
better.”

Ok,
this was bullshit.

“Are
you sorry that it happened?” she questioned, unexpectedly feeling as though
they’d all engaged in some gruesome act.

“No.”
Beau’s tone was resolute, and he peered over at her. “No, V. That’s not it. I
swear.”

“Do
you think this will change us all?” She needed someone to tell her she wasn’t
crazy for thinking it would. It had seemed like a good idea in the heat of the
moment, but these two men had been friends for most of their lives and no
matter what anyone wanted, they’d just changed in immeasurable ways.

“In
many ways, yes. In others, no. If you’re asking if this will ruin our
friendship, I hope not. I don’t see Zane any differently than I did before.”

“And
how did you see him?” V got the impression that what Beau felt for Zane was so
much more than friendship.

“He’s
my boy. Always has been. Always will be. It doesn’t matter what I feel for him.
I knew it would never be that way between us. I just needed to know that what I
felt was real. It is. I’m different. I get that.”

“Different?”

“I
want both men and women, V. Tonight was inexplicable. I thought it would be
like that, even if I thought it would never happen.”

“Are
you glad that it did?”

“Yes.
I wouldn’t trade tonight for anything.” Beau looked at her and V noticed he was
trying to smile. “Are you?”

“In
many ways, yes. I am. I don’t know how Zane’s going to feel.”

“Don’t
underestimate him, V,” Beau stated firmly, looking back out into the night.
“Zane’s the strongest man I’ve ever met. He doesn’t hold anything against
anyone. He’s adventurous. Maybe he never thought to experiment like that, but I
can almost guarantee that he will wake up tomorrow, no different than he woke
up today.”

“I
hope you’re right.” V heard herself saying, still unsure about this whole
thing.

“I
am. You’ll see. I gotta go.” Beau stood. “Thanks, V. I’m so glad you came into
Zane’s life. One day, I think you’ll realize what you’ve got with that man.”

V
nodded, unsure what to say to that. The only thing that was painfully clear:
Beau Bennett was one of the best men she’d ever had the pleasure to meet. It
got her to wondering whether her mother had ever come across a man like him and
if she had, why she would have been stupid enough to think money could ever be
better than the heart that he had to offer someone. 

♂♀

The
next few days were relatively uneventful. Considering what had happened at his
house, Zane wasn’t sure anything could top – no pun intended – that for
eventful anyway.

With
Travis still in Dallas, Zane hadn’t had a chance to sit down with Sawyer or
Travis, but he had actually talked to them both and they were planning to meet
up on Thursday. Since it was only Wednesday, and Zane had his first dreaded
physical therapy appointment, he couldn’t come up with a good enough excuse to
miss it.

So,
here he was sitting in the small waiting room with about twenty empty chairs,
waiting for his newly assigned physical therapist to come and get him. He found
it a little amusing that the sign on the glass window partition said that the
patient would be charged twenty five dollars for appointments cancelled in less
than twenty four hours, but it seemed perfectly acceptable that the therapist
was now twenty seven minutes late for his appointment. He was half tempted to march
right up to the door and let them know he’d gladly take twenty five dollars in
cash, and they could call him when they actually had time to see him.

Before
he could do just that, the door opened, and a very pretty woman looked his way,
but she didn’t smile. It was obvious he was the one she was searching for
because he was the only person in the room. Zane pushed up from his chair and
headed toward her.