Bad Boy Romance: Nick (Romantic Suspense Alpha Male Romance) (New Adult Rock Star Contemporary Short Stories) (Hard Rock Star Series Book 2) (20 page)

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Damian crossed to one of the stalls along the wall and took
a blanket from where it was draped over the gate. He carried it over to the hay
and spread it out beside her, and then reached for her hand.

Nixie rested her fingers across his palm and let Damian pull
her to her feet with a hard enough tug that her breasts crushed into his chest
and her breath caught in her throat.

"Where are all the animals?" she asked.

She felt his hand come to the zipper at the back of her
dress and start to ease it down.

"In a different barn. It's just us."

The zipper went all the way to the bottom of the dress,
allowing him to release it into two pieces and peel it away from her. He
groaned when he saw her black mesh bra, matching panties, and the garter belt
holding up her fishnets. She had worn the lingerie hoping it would make her
feel better about herself as she faced down the embarrassment of being in the
same bar as the party earlier, but she was much happier with the function they
were serving now as Damian lowered to his knees in front of her and buried his
face between her breasts.

His tongue slid across her skin and Nixie gasped, arching
her back slightly to press into the feeling. The air in the barn was still cool
and the contrast with his warm, damp breath along the middle of her soft
stomach as he eased his way down made her shiver. Damian dipped the tip of his
tongue into her navel, working his way gradually down her body as his fingers
moved to the buckles on her shoes to release them and pull the heels off of her
feet.

His mouth had come to the waistband of her garter belt and
he traced it with the tip of his tongue as he unhooked the garters from the
tops of her hose and eased the belt down her hips and onto the ground. Hooking
his fingers in the tops of the thigh highs, he rolled them down her legs and
let them join the rest of her clothing.

She felt his breath on her core and suddenly his mouth
closed on the front of her panties, sucking on her gently through the mesh
fabric. He continued the tender torment as his hands ran up her back to the
fastening of her bra. With a single flick of his fingers it opened and she
moved her arms to let it fall away from her body. Suddenly she was in nothing
but the scrap of her panties and Damian hadn't even taken off his boots.

"Hold on, cowboy," she said, easing his head away
from her so that he looked up at her, "Aren't you going to take anything
off?"

He smiled at her and let his hands travel down her body,
moving slowly as if luxuriating in all of her soft curves and swells. His head
shook from side to side and he dipped forward to kiss her stomach again.

"I want to see all of you," he said, his voice low
and raspy with arousal.

"I want to see all of you, too."

He guided her back, crawling forward with her a few steps
before pushing her so that she tumbled down onto the blanket.

"Me first."

"You certainly are spoiled," she said teasingly as
he crawled forward until he hovered over her.

"I'm an only child," he said.

"So you don't share very well?"

He got a devilish glint in his eye and bit his bottom lip.

"Oh, I share extremely well," he said, sitting
back on his knees and taking the sides of her panties in his fingers,
"especially with my very favorite playmates."

Nixie felt him pull the last of her clothing off of her and
toss it away, leaving her completely bare in front of him and craving him like
she had never craved anything in her life.

"How do you like to play?" she asked.

Damian growled low in his throat and flipped her onto her
stomach. Nixie gasped and looked back over her shoulder to watch him lick from
the small of her back up to the base of her neck as he used one hand to part
her thighs and push her leg up so her knee bent and tucked up against her side.
He moved his body down and a second later she felt his tongue flick across her
core, teasing through the folds to bring her taut, sensitive nub forward.

Nixie buried her face in the blanket to muffle her cries and
Damian continued, swirling his tongue along her until her hips bucked
involuntarily against his mouth. His teeth nipped at her thigh before his
tongue delved into her, wrenching a scream from her chest. She heard the sound
of a belt buckle being released and boots hitting the floor. Her hips rolled as
Damian continued to lick and suck her, bringing her so close to the edge that
she was gasping for breath when she felt him move away from her.

A moan poured from her lips as one hand pressed into her
thigh and the tip of his erection stroked against her, nudging her closer to
climax. She pressed her hips back, trying to will him to enter her, and he
complied, sinking into her in one smooth thrust.

Nixie was so enraptured with the feeling of being filled so
completely that she barely noticed the shift in the blanket beneath her as
someone came to kneel in front of her. She gasped as a hand slipped under her
chest and lifted her so that she came up on her hands. Damian was on his knees
in front of her, his fully engorged cock standing out from his unzipped fly.

Her head snapped around to look over her shoulder and she
saw Remy behind her, his hips rolling slowly to sink into her deeper with each
stroke. Nixie pulled herself up onto her knees so that she leaned back against
Remy and turned her head to kiss him. The kiss seemed to spur him on and his
pace increased. Without taking her mouth from Remy's, Nixie reached forward for
Damian.

When she felt the fabric of his shirt touch her hand, she
turned to him and started unbuttoning the buttons, keeping her back arched so
that Remy stayed deep inside her.

"I told you that I share very well," Damian said
as she pushed his shirt off of his shoulders.

"Good boy," she said breathlessly, pulling him
forward into a kiss.

Nixie wrapped her hand around Damian's erection and began to
stroke him to match Remy's rhythm, reaching back with her free hand to hold
onto Remy's thigh. She could felt Damian's hands pushing his pants away and
soon she had both beautiful cowboys naked and pressed close to her.

Damian rested his hands on her hips and drew her forward
toward him. She gave herself over to them, allowing them to move her as they
wanted to. He eased her away from Remy so that he withdrew from her body.

"Lay down," he whispered.

Nixie settled onto her hip and lay back, letting Remy guide
her so that her head rested on his thigh where it connected with his hip.
Damian parted her thighs and draped them over his own, lifting her hips up so
that he plunged into her. Nixie cried out and he replied with a harder thrust,
causing her to arch higher.

Remy's hand came to the side of her face and he stroked her
cheek for a few seconds before guiding her head to the side toward his
erection. She opened her mouth and let it glide against his length, her tongue
tracing the veins and ridges until she reached the head. Grasping the base of
his shaft with one hand, she lifted her head enough to slide him in across her
tongue. He tucked his hand behind her head to support it as she let his cock
slip out of her mouth so that she could continue licking around the head and
back down. Like she had with Damian, she grasped Remy's shaft tightly and mimicked
Damian's thrusts so that the three of them moved in the same rhythm together.

Remy leaned down to kiss her as he slid his hand down over
one breast, along her stomach, and to the apex of her thighs. His fingers
slipped over her peak and she drew in a breath, her head falling away from his
for a moment before she lifted it again to kiss him with greater intensity.

As if they had choreographed it, both men suddenly moved.
Damian withdrew from her and moved to her side while Remy held her head up off
his lap and eased himself around to her other side. She felt him push gently on
her shoulder so that she curled over onto her hip and he tucked forward to mold
his body to hers. Remy's hand came between her knees and he pulled her top leg
up and back so that it draped over his, allowing him to enter her again.

This new position afforded Damian an unobstructed view of
her and he watched hungrily for a few seconds before leading her head toward
him so that she took his shaft in her mouth. Nixie whimpered, nearly
overwhelmed by the pure, unrelenting pleasure of both men worshipping her body
and allowing her to worship theirs. The harder Remy thrust into her, the
hungrier she became and she soothed that hunger by sucking Damian deeper into
her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip of his erection and gathering the
drops of salty-sweet fluid that formed there.

It was the perfect balance, an extraordinary sense of
completeness and fulfillment she had never experienced. Remy's hand cupped her
breast, both kneading into it and using it for leverage as he pounded into her.
She reached back to grab his hip, keeping them tightly connected in a way that
allowed him to increase his speed and pressure. Damian completed the circle,
letting his hand trail down her stomach before his fingertips touched her
swollen bud, applying just enough pressure that within seconds she crashed into
an all-consuming climax.

Her body shuddered with the tremors that rocked through her
and she opened her mouth further, allowing Damian to thrust into her throat
several deep times before his body tightened and he growled with release. At
the same second Remy grunted and bit down into her shoulder to muffle his own
sounds as he spilled into her. Nixie moaned as the boys filled her, both
clutching at her and gasping for breath as she swallowed deeply to pull Damian
in further and milked Remy with the final tremors of her climax.

Finally the three collapsed onto the blanket together and
Nixie entangled herself in both of her boys, cuddling back into Remy's body
while draping an arm and a leg over Damian. She kissed both of them and they
nuzzled her, their hands stroking tenderly along her body as they all cooled
and relaxed.

"So how many times have you done that before?" she
asked when she finally felt like she could speak again.

"Never," Damian replied and she felt Remy shake
his head in confirmation.

"Really?"

Remy kissed her shoulder.

"Really."

"Are you going to do it again?"

"With you?" Remy asked.

Nixie nodded and saw Damian grin, those craving-inducing
eyes flickering to Remy over her shoulder and then back to her.

"Absolutely," he said, leaning forward to kiss
her.

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A week later, Nixie sat on her usual stool, watching Patrick
try to master a pink and blue princess-themed cocktail that she felt was way
too complicated considering it contained so many different types of liquor the
person drinking it would have no idea what it looked like after one sip.

"A literal roll in the hay?" he asked, dropping a
cherry down into the drink and creating a murky-looking blend of colors.
"Dammit."

"Mmmmm," Nixie murmured her affirmation and took a
long sip of the far-less complex drink in front of her.

"How much tequila did you have exactly?"

Nixie laughed.

"Two shots. Trust me, I was fully cognizant of everything
that was happening." She sighed, "Everything."

Patrick started to say something, then looked down sharply,
dropping several more cherries into the drink with quick succession. Nixie felt
a kiss come to either side of her neck and reached up with both hands to touch
Damian and Remy's faces.

"Hi, boys," she said happily.

Remy climbed up onto the stool beside her and Damian patted
her hip until she got up and let him sit down so he could pull her down to sit
between his legs.

"Did you have a good ride, gentlemen?" Patrick
asked and both of the guys laughed. Patrick reddened and struggled to come up
with more words, "I mean on your horses. Your horses! You are cowboys,
right? I mean… that's what cowboys do. You ride…horses. I'm going on
break."

They were still laughing as Patrick scurried away from the
bar. Nixie intertwined her fingers with Remy's and turned to kiss Damian on the
cheek, nestling back against him contentedly.

"Hi, Nixie."

A familiar voice broke the comfortable, happy moment. She
turned to see Bryan standing a few feet away.

"Hello, Bryan," she said icily.

She held Remy's hand a little tighter and felt Damian
tighten his grip on her protectively.

"I see you still come here on Friday nights," he
said awkwardly.

As if you didn't know that and didn't come here the last
two weeks expressly for that reason.

"Every Friday," she confirmed.

Bryan reddened slightly and he shifted uncomfortably.

"Yeah," he said, "I heard. I wanted to say
I'm sorry about the whole party thing last week. I should have picked a better
place. Um, speaking of that… can I talk to you for a minute?"

Nixie stared at him blankly. For the first time, she really
felt nothing for him. There was no sadness, no anger, no frustration. She
honestly hadn't thought about him for a single second in the last week and it
was an amazing feeling.

"Go ahead. Talk."

Bryan shifted again, his expression becoming more and more
agitated with each passing second. She could see his eyes jumping back and
forth between her hips tucked between Damian's thighs and her hand holding
Remy's.

"I've been thinking a lot about everything that
happened and I…Do we really have to talk about this right here?"

Nixie nodded.

"Yes. I'm done doing things on your terms, Bryan. If
you want to talk to me, it's going to be right here, right now."

He gave a deep sigh.

"Fine," he said, "The day after the party I
found out that Angela has been sleeping with my best man."

Nixie fought to withhold the triumphant laugh that was
building in her chest.

"That's so sad for you," she said, trying to sound
as genuine as possible.

"Yeah, well, it got me thinking. Maybe I was too quick
about everything. I just got so wrapped up that I made a really stupid decision
ending things with you the way I did and maybe we could have another
chance."

Both of the men holding her tensed, but Nixie rubbed their
hard, jeans-covered thighs soothingly, her body already tingling at the thought
of how those thighs felt without the jeans covering them. She gave each a deep,
connecting kiss before turning back to Bryan with a smile

"I'm sorry, Bryan, but that's just not going to happen.
You see, while you thought you were celebrating finding 'the one', I was
absolutely celebrating finding my two."

THE END