: Chapter 12

Zeke disappeared straight after dinner, claiming he had work to do, but Xander and I know him well enough to know that he’s freaking out. Lily is better than we could have hoped or imagined. This thing with her might actually have a shot, and that scares the shit out of him. Because he really fucking likes this one.

I walk Lily down the hallway toward the guest room. Xander got to take her home last night, and the charming little fucker kissed her, so it’s my turn to escort her to bed. I stuff my hands into my pockets to stop myself from touching her. She’s covered from her neck to her fucking toes, but in some ways that’s worse because I can’t stop thinking about peeling those clothes off her body and running my hands over every goddamn inch of her skin.

My cock aches for a little relief, and it would be so fucking easy to slide myself inside her and stay there until sunrise. She glances sideways at me, a shy smile on her lips. Her dark eyelashes flutter against her pink cheeks.

“You have any more questions?” We spent the last hour discussing our likes and dislikes—most of them anyway; we left out Zeke’s particular kinks for now—and what the expectations would be if she took us up on our offer.

She sinks her teeth into her soft bottom lip. “No. I think you explained everything.”

“Okay. Good.” I come to a stop outside the guest room, and she peers inside.

“Wow. That’s a big bed,” she says with a soft laugh, and my cock jumps in my pants. She’s not inviting us into it, asshole.

“Actually, I do have one question.” Her voice sounds like a purr and only makes me want her more.

“Yeah?”

“What you’re asking is a huge commitment, and we don’t even know if we’re …” Her cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink.

I take a step closer, and I don’t miss the way her breath hitches. “Don’t know if we’re what?”

“Compatible,” she whispers.

“Wasn’t that what tonight was for? I think we all got along pretty well.”

She presses her lips together, and I enjoy watching her squirm. “I didn’t mean that kind of compatible.”

She shivers when I grip her chin and tilt her head. “We’re all adults here, Lily. If you can’t even say the words, how are you going to survive the three of us?”

Her eyes burn into mine, and she hardens her gaze. “Sexually, I mean.”

I dip my head and dust my lips over hers. She lets out the sweetest, sexiest moan I think I’ve ever heard in my entire goddamn life. The skin on her neck now matches her face. Her pupils are blown wide. I have no idea how far I should take this, but she’s driving me fucking crazy, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop once I start. “How wet are you right now?”

She blinks, and that cute blush deepens further. “What?”

“You heard me, Lily. You’re concerned about us being sexually compatible.” I edge closer until my body is pressed against hers, and there’s no way she can’t feel my hard cock rubbing on her stomach. “You can see and feel how hot I am for you, so I think it’s only fair that you give me some indication of how much you want me.”

“Yes, but …” The words come out as a pant, her breaths coming faster.

“I know you’re turned on. I can tell by your breathing and how your pupils are so big that I can barely see the green in your eyes anymore, but tell me …” I run a fingertip across her jawline and down her collarbone. “How wet are you?”

She flutters her long eyelashes but keeps her gaze trained on my face. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

Fuck. Me. This woman is a fucking spitfire. My cock will most likely explode if I don’t get some relief soon, but I shouldn’t do this. She hasn’t agreed yet. What if I scare her off?

Or what if she comes so fucking hard that she can’t help but run back for more? That’s the only option that will work for me because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her for longer than a second. Haven’t been able to stop imagining how perfectly she will fit into our penthouse. Into our lives. I have no idea why I’m so certain of that. I barely know her.

But I want to know—I want to know and feel and taste and claim every single part of her. I give her one last chance to back out. “You sure?”

“Yes,” she says on a moan.

“Jesus Christ, Lily.” With no further consideration for how I might fuck this up for everyone, I tug open the button on her jeans, pull down her zipper, and slide my hand inside her lace panties. I quickly find her clit, swollen and slick with her arousal, and rub the pad of my finger over it. She whimpers, rocking her hips and grinding against me. I sink my hand deeper into her underwear, gliding two fingers through her wet folds.

She throws her arms around my neck and bites down on her lip to stifle the groans that come from deep inside her. When I reach her entrance, I swirl my finger around her tight hole, and her juices coat my fingertips. I’m not going to be able to hold off from driving into her much longer, and definitely not while she’s staring into my eyes, silently pleading with me to continue. I slip one finger inside her silky wet heat and her back bows.

“Fuck, West,” she gasps as she bears down on me.

I press my mouth against her neck and inhale the scent of her skin mixed with the smell of her arousal slicking my finger. “Jesus, you’re not just wet, princess, you’re fucking soaked.”

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpers, riding my hand as I drive deeper inside her.

“You’re so fucking tight too. I can’t wait to fuck you, Lily. Can’t wait to feel you squeezing my cock.”

“Yeah?” she says with a breathy moan.

“Fuck yeah, princess. You’re going to feel so damn good when I sink balls-deep into you.”

“Y-you have a dirty mouth.”

“Oh, you have no fucking idea.”

Her fingertips drift down my chest and into my waistband, but I catch her wrist with my free hand and place her hand back on my shoulder.

“But what about you?”

Jesus, fuck. What about me? We purposely didn’t stock up on condoms before tonight because we knew we were asking a lot. We wanted her to take adequate time to make a decision, and having protection would practically guarantee we pressured her into deciding in our favor immediately. The three of us have been tempted to take her since the moment we laid eyes on her. “Tonight is all about you, princess. And if you get him out, I’ll have to fuck you, and I don’t have any condoms here. So just let me take care of you, okay?”

She smiles at me. The kind of smile that could bring a man to his knees. And I put that look on her fucking face. Me. I slip a second finger inside her, and she cries out my name.

I nip at her neck. “We’re gonna have an audience pretty soon if you keep doing that.”

She rakes her nails down my back and smirks. “Don’t they like to watch?”

“Yeah, but they prefer to participate. The last thing you want to do, sweetheart, is have the three of us all riled up and desperate to fuck you when we don’t have any protection.”

She presses her lips together, and her pussy walls clamp around me, milking my fingers with hungry squeezes. I bite back a laugh, thrilled that the thought of all three of us at the same time elicits that kind of reaction.

“You gonna be a good girl and come for me?”

Her arousal runs down my palm. “Oh, fuck. Yes!”

I work my fingers harder, rubbing the knuckle of my thumb over her clit as I drive faster and deeper. Her body tenses. Her eyelids flutter and her eyes roll back. “That’s my girl. Give me everything you got.”

Her hands fist in my shirt as she lets go for me, her back arching off the wall. She rides the waves of her orgasm, whimpering my name while she comes. When I’ve rubbed the last tremors from her body, I slip my fingers out of her and place them in my mouth, keeping my eyes locked on hers while I suck them clean. Her delicious cum floods my senses. Her scent. Her taste. Her silky sweetness coats my tongue. “You taste fucking incredible, princess.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, averting her gaze.

I grab her jaw and tilt her head so she’s forced to look at me. She doesn’t get to act shy now, not after she’s the one who prompted all this. My heart thumps like a bass drum. My cock is harder than a steel girder and is currently leaking in my boxers. I’m desperate to get away from her so I can jack off with her scent still in my nose and her taste in my mouth. “So, compatible then?”

Her lips spread in a slow, sexy smile. “Very.”

I lean in and give her a gentle kiss on the lips. I need to tear myself away from her while I still can. “Goodnight, Lily.”

“Night, West.”

When I get to my room, Xander is sitting on my bed in just his boxers. Just like it does every time I see it, the tattoo on his chest—Poseidon and his trident—reminds me how lucky I am to have him and Zeke in my life. He grins at me, a mischievous look in his eyes. “You made her come, didn’t you?”

I shrug. “Maybe.”

“I heard her moaning your fucking name.”

“Then fuck yeah, I made her come.”

He palms his cock through his boxers and grunts his approval. “How did she feel?”

“Like fucking heaven, Fitch. Hot and wet and so goddamn tight. She’s so fucking sweet. But I dunno.” I shake my head and suck in a breath. “She’s a little dangerous too. Inexperienced for sure but not shy. She loves the thrill. And despite what Zeke says, she’s not naive.”

He scoots back and lies on the pillows with his arms behind his head. “You think she’ll agree to our proposal?”

“I don’t know. I sure fucking hope so, because she tastes even sweeter than she looks.”

He glares at me. “You tasted her?”

“I sucked her cum off my fingers.”

“Fuck, West,” he groans.

I sit beside him on the bed and run the two fingers I just had inside her over his lips. He opens his mouth and I slip them inside, allowing him a taste of her too. His blue eyes darken as he sucks greedily, swirling his expert tongue over my knuckles and making my already aching cock throb painfully.

“You’re so fucking good at that,” I growl, pulling my fingers out of his mouth and replacing them with my tongue. His hands slide through my hair, and he tugs me to lie on top of him. I grind my hard cock against his, and he moans into my mouth, letting me swallow the sounds he makes.

“Fuck me, West,” he pleads. “It’s been too long.”

I press my forehead against his. “I’m sorry. I know I get crazy when we’re close to closing a deal.”

He grazes his knuckles over my cheek. “You get distant, not crazy.”

“You staying in here with me tonight?”

His tongue darts out, licking his bottom lip. “Yeah.”

“Is Zeke okay?”

He nods. “Yeah, he’s just processing.”

Pushing up onto my forearms, I rake my eyes over his face and down his toned, muscular body. He’s right. It’s been way too long. I arch an eyebrow at him. “Suck my cock like a good boy and I’ll fuck you.”

He flips me onto my back and rolls on top of me. “You’re such an alpha-hole sometimes, you know that, right?”

“You fucking love it.”

He works his mouth down my body, all teeth and tongue lashing over my skin. I push his head lower, trying to move him closer to my aching dick, but he chuckles, enjoying my torment. He’s such a fucking brat.

“The more you tease me, the more I’ll make it hurt,” I snap.

“Why do you think I’m teasing you?”

I growl. “Suck my fucking cock, Fitch!”

He licks a trail across my abs before swirling his tongue over the crown, humming appreciatively as he cleans off the precum already collecting there. Then he swallows me whole, wrapping his sinful lips around my shaft and taking me balls-deep into his throat.

I fist my hands in his hair, holding his head still while I thrust my hips and fuck his mouth. “You’re so fucking good at that too.”

He looks up at me, his bright blue eyes watering as he chokes on my length. I swipe the pad of my thumb over his cheek. “You take my cock like such a good boy.”

He winks at me, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks harder, and a few moments later, I come down his perfect throat.

I lean against the door frame, arms folded across my chest as I watch her and Xander chat over breakfast. I can’t hear their conversation, but she keeps giggling—he does too. The sound of their combined laughter reverberates around the expansive kitchen and makes me smile. They look so good together, and the thought of fucking the two of them, or of fucking him while he’s inside her, has my balls tightening and heat tingling at the base of my spine. Zeke comes up beside me, and we both stare at the two of them. I’m sure he’s thinking the exact same thing I am.

After a few seconds, he clears his throat, reminding me I have somewhere else to be. The car is waiting for me, and I need to leave. I straighten my tie and roll my shoulders back. Fuck giving her time. She’s ours, and she needs to accept that sooner rather than later.

I press my lips against Zeke’s ear. “I want her, Zeke. Make it happen.”